My Start..

I was born on 20th march 1990 in lodhi colony. at that time we were living in munirka. my oldest memories go back to the time when i was a baby. i remember i was in rishikesh at that time with tauji taiji and my 3 cousin brothers..im not surprised that mum dad sent me with tauji to that place considering how caring tauji was. the flashes of memories show me that water is all around me ..yes water chilled water i can remember tauji's hands holding me against his chest and taking dupkis along with me..and i was crying crying very loudly..the chilly water was horrifying..also my tauji had a hero honda splendour on which he took me for a ride..i repeat i was a baby. he used to tie me with a chunni with his stomach..i guess i was very happy whenever i was with him..he was a gem of a person..his name was sudhir kant sharma..he expired in 1994 ..he met an accident..i miss him so much at times..sometimes it feels like he would b the perfect person to be there for me..especially at those 'i hate u mum n dad' moments..i dont have much recollections from that time..then i remember we lived in ghaziabad..at my grandparents place..the stay there was rather difficult..financial difficulties, family quarrels etc. the harshad mehta case left a deep impact on the financial position of our household..i studued at St.Paul's school there..was an excellent student there..my dadi tells me that at that time i used to give away my toys so that my freinds would play wid me at my place..mum dad used go to office by train..they used to take me too smtimes..
i do admit 1 fact..whatever the problems were..however big they were..i was the biggest priority of mom n dad..(2 b contd.)

Now

Day before yesterday my grandfather expired and it was a shock to me as he was showing recovery a day before that. For the first time I took saw and observed the ceremonies and I thought how a relationship vanishes if a person dies. A nothing of the body remains except the asthiyan as we call it in Hinduism. The whole life we keep running behind materialistic goals keep building up our bank balance…and in the end it doesn’t even matter..what matters is what memories one has left of oneself.
What good deeds he/she has done.. ‘karma’ as we call it. So I wondered what exactly should be the motive of ones life.. ‘truth’/’peace’/’enlightment’/’materialistic status’/’happiness’/’love’ etc. And I realized that it could be different for different people but the best motive of life is ‘punya’ or good deeds., selfless care of people around yourself. Everybody does something to anything for others but seldom for others. This is ‘karma’ and that should be the rule of your life. Therefore I was very influenced by Gandhiji’s Talisman and put it up as the first post of this blog.
I don’t know whether God is there or not as I have rarely experienced his force but if there is one even he guides his creations to be good and caring to all other creations. As is written is Bhagwad Gita “karma karo,fal ki ichcha mat karo’ => ‘do your deeds but don’t expect the results..leave that on god’. Even if one thinks there is no God, doing good for others will give long lasting happiness and satisfaction if done with the feeling of it.
I just want to keep a track record of my life and therefore I write this blog with all the smallest details that I remember.
I am Bhaskar Sharma born in Delhi 19 years old studying b.tech(eee).

Gandhi's Talisman

"I will give you a talisman. Whenever you are in doubt, or when the self becomes too much with you, apply the following test. Recall the face of the poorest and the weakest man [woman] whom you may have seen, and ask yourself, if the step you contemplate is going to be of any use to him [her]. Will he [she] gain anything by it? Will it restore him [her] to a control over his [her] own life and destiny? In other words, will it lead to swaraj [freedom] for the hungry and spiritually starving millions?
Then you will find your doubts and your self melt away."

- One of the last notes left behind by Gandhi in 1948, expressing his deepest social thought.

Source: Mahatma Gandhi [Last Phase, Vol. II (1958), P. 65].