GARDEN OF EDEN

GARDEN OF EDEN

It all started after the 16th December brutality which sent shivers down the spines of every mother, sister and wife of the country , making it a very obvious question when is enough – enough . Several displays and demonstrations across the nation made it clear that the Enough was NOW. To make that happen the country’s responsible citizens joined hands and came out in open at the ground level to make the street, the neighborhood, the city, the state and finally the country a better place to live with dignity for the Sex whom all of us owe our birth – The Woman.

A lot has been said on these issues by several NGOs, social activists, Government bodies, etc but in a time of actions speaking louder than words it was show time.

We give to you The Garden of Eden- Making the women strive for equality,justice and respect.

The objective is to make the world a clean, safe place to live for everybody just like the Garden of Eden without any vice or evil.

GARDEN OF EDEN

It all started after the 16^th December brutality which sent shivers down the spines of every mother, sister and wife of the country , making it a very obvious question when is enough – enough . Several displays and demonstrations across the nation made it clear that the Enough was NOW. To make that happen the country’s responsible citizens joined hands and  came out in open at the ground level to make the street, the neighborhood, the city, the state and finally the country a better place to live with dignity for the Sex whom all of us owe our birth – The Woman.

A lot has been said on these issues by several  NGOs, social activists, Government bodies, etc but in a time of actions speaking louder than words it was show time.

“The Garden of Eden” is an initiative taken up by like minded people who believe in the theory that woman upliftment begins with woman emancipation and active participation only. TGE is a platform for the women , by the women and for the women. On this platform budding, young, experienced entrepreneurs come and display their range of products to the elite clientele. It is a visual delight to see these czarinas (every lady is a queen and every girl is a princess) display their intricate and wonderful goods making the Garden of Eden blossom like the Buzzaar of a fabled land.

The Royal Falcon

Nahi Tera Nasheman Qasar-e-Sultani Kay Gumbad Par

Tu Shaheen Hai Basaira Kar Paharon ki Chattanon Par



You are the Royal Falcon,an individual with immense abilities, your purpose of life is not to be used as a king's pet (commoner) and live a life of materialistic comforts in the highest minaret of the Sultan's palace in captivity of a cage, instead you have been made to live on the highest of the mountain peaks unconquerable by any other mortal where you fly,soar high and meander over your own kingdom not bound by any boundaries or restrictions and RULE the sky (World).

A Fading Memory- Self Authored

There was a time when I loved you so much , you wouldnt ever know,

Just by hearing your voice my face would glow, You were my prized possesion whom I would love to show,

After every date of ours I never wanted you to go, without you being with me the seconds were like centuries and the time would pass too slow

Life with you was like a glorious show, I always thought together we made a great couple and wanted the world to know.

One fine day we just let  go, for a reason you never told nor I wanted to ever know

Enough time has passed on ever since then, the sun comes everday and the night would follow ,
the memories are fading, life is no more like the gallow


As I look back in the streets of time, now you are just someone I used to know .

- Inderjeet Singh

They say.... Love is always unconditional, free of ego, jealousy and possessiveness.....Is it??????????????

Well I differ here ... if the love is true and genuine it boosts your ego makes you feel on top of the world... makes you feel jealous of all the time(in seconds) your partner/lover spends with others or even with himself/herself because the need of being together bypasses all other chores n needs .... yes it makes you possessive about the other person as well... infact it makes a couple mutually possessive about themselves.... I guess these aforesaid facts make the four lettered word LOVE retain its charm.

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What was Inderjeet Singh doing when an Earthquake shook Pakistan?

The date 8th October 2005 (Just cross checked with Wikipedia) was a date when the NWFP in Pakistan(our immediate friendly country) was shaken by an earthquake on a lazy Saturday morn. The question arises why am I talking about the aforesaid natural disaster today after a good 4 years.

One of my worst fears is Alzheimer, I am afraid at any point of time I may be its next victim thanks to the unhealthy lifestyle I follow, any ways before I deviate from the topic , let me tell the world what was I doing on the fateful morning. I want o remember this incident till eternity.

A Flashback
Date : Approx.One year prior to Aseem and group won the IIT dance fest.
Venue: Auditorium @ IIT Delhi

It all started when I was trying to click pictures of Aseem and his group (FLIRT) as they danced on Mujhse Shadi Karoge using towels as props (The music sucked big time, as my able friend Aseem would have said " ") Coming back, so there I was clicking pictures with my Sony Ericcson W800i, a cellphone with a 2 MP camera was a big thing then. I was very near the stage and as luck would have it I was right in front of the speakers, whose volumes were thundering and deafening as I took pictures. The dance went on for about good 20 mins. It ended at last , so did the duel (My ears Vs Big correction Mega Big woofers- Sub woofers incorporated.) So began the hearing problem, I could not hear properly , and a constant hissing noise would irritate me to the core.

Snap

So once I was back to Chandigarh I went to the Doc . In Sohana Multi specialty hospital (Keep up the good work guys , you people are doing good where else would a person get personal attention in Rs. 10 only ) Met Dr. Hundal for the first time young handsome dashing fellow with a very fit body. Having a vaccum pump inserted in you ear can be a very funny feeling, the Doc. pulled out a wax plug the root cause of all my hearing troubles, I could hear every thing sans the hissing sound, which was a relief.

They say history repeats itself and approximately after about an year the hissing was back, so it was time for a trip to Sohana once again, after several attempts the sloth(me the lazy bones) finally reached the hospital. Now the story begins:

I sat on one of the black metal chairs outside the doctor's room waiting for my turn. The hall was full, there were all sort of people- patients , attendants, ward boys, sweepers, babies.. you name it he was there. Right next to me sat a woman feeding he child and trying to put him to sleep by shaking her thighs as she sat cross legged on the chair... Multitasking ..hehehe. Now all the chairs were connected so when she would move all the chairs of the row would move ie. shake. I was tired I had not slept through the night guess this is what happens to you, when you fall in love with a woman who loves to gradually sleep while talking at night, on second thoughts I could have been chatting or watching porn.. I really don't remember. So there I was wearing an under-turban (I needed my ears to be uncovered for teh doctor's appointment) , sitting on an almost rocking chair thanks to Madam X. May be I dozed off while counting the chip on the floor tile, when I felt that the lady's shakings were getting more and more vigorous every second, with my chair almost rocking, I woke out of my temporary slumber just as I was about the utter "" What the F....? " at the lady, so much for being a through gentleman ,I saw I was the only one sitting in the huge hall, 3 thoughts came to my mind-

1. Where is everybody?
2.Where is the Lady?
3What happened?

The monotony of silence was broken by a some good Samaritan shouting " Sardarji Bhoochaal agaaya Bahar nu bhajj aao." They say there is a certain sense attached to every memory of we have in our life, it may be a smell, a sound, a touch, a sight or may be a taste. Strange as this may sound ever since I try to remember the day, the aforesaid statement just jumps out and brings a smile on my face. Now that is a memory.

On a serious note : May god Bless the departed souls who lost there lives in the quake.
Aseem Gill aka Crappy - I miss you buddy, really mean it. RIP.


Inder

Square Root of Three

Square Root of Three

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun,
as 1.7321
Such is my reality,
a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

- Dave Feinberg