ISSUE 01 | JANUARY 2020
BC FORUM
Somehow, with the hangover of the vacation and
some beautiful memories, I ended my day well with
my students with some brainstorming science
sessions.
I, Ajeet Kuntal, a farmer by birth and a teacher by
profession but a rider by choice, which is my only
passion. When I see other riders with proper gears
riding their motorcycles, I feel dejected and numb
because I am a nature lover and like to explore
different places which act as a booster for me in my
hectic life and riding a motorcycle as a mode of travel
gives me freedom and wings to accelerate my
passion. But what to do! My profession doesn't allow
me to go on a long rides, and I have to live with that,
but nevertheless, I take on my passion on weekends
on my Royal Enfield to nearby locations with or
without Darshana as a pillion, but I make sure that at
least I ride once a week as a rider, and not as
commuter which I ride it every day.
Thinking all these things, I came across to a junction
where I saw two riders with fully geared-up headed
for some long-distance ride, which again gave me jolt,
as people say "JISE DIL SE YAAD KARTE HAI, WOH
SAAMNE AA JAATA HAI." Although I was going
home, for that particular moment at the traffic signal,
I felt about joining them... Anyways I couldn't, and by
showing thumbs up to them I took a right turn
towards my home, and for almost 200 meters I could
hear the VROOOM sound of their bikes, and with a
peeved mind I decided to take on a good long ride on
coming Sunday, and I stopped at a eateries and
packed few Kachodi's for both of us which I love the
most and famous in Mathura.
After consoling my mind with Kachodi's treat, which I
was about to celebrate with Darshana, I knocked the
door unaware of the situation which was waiting for
me at my home.
Darshana opened the door, and I realized she was still
lost, and to my surprise, I realized that she did not
even have bath before I could ask anything to her; she
took me to the bedroom where I got shocked to see
lots of printouts were scattered over my bed. "What
the hell is this, Darshana?" Why all these papers are
scattered over here? I asked.
With a great intensification, she showed me one
printout on which it was written, "SAVE WATER •
SAVE LIFE" title, and started explaining to me about
the water crisis in India and the world.
I really had no idea why she was showing me these
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pieces of stuff with fervor. I put my hand on her
forehead and told I think we need to go to the doctor;
I suppose you are not well.
I am not mad Ajeet! Look at these data, which shows
the severe crisis which the entire world will be facing!
Especially India. I could not control my laughter and
brought her out of the bedroom to the dining room
and said, You need Kachodi's. Annoyed, she started
explaining to me about the water crisis of the country
but hungry me concentrating on the Kachodi's more,
over her talks, but she continued explaining to me
about her research of today. "WAISE BHI, BIVI KA
KAUN SUNTA HAI, ATTENTION TOH SIRF NAAM
BHAR KA HOTA HAI." and when you have famous
kachodi's in front of you then toh KOI CHANCE BHI
NAHI BANTA." But she was so engrossed in her talks
that she did not even touch kachodi's and went inside
to show me more data on WATER CRISIS, whereas I
was looking edaciously on the Kachodi's in hope to
eat it.
Darshana, what's wrong with you? And what is all this
Water Crisis and all? And how the hell are we going to
conserve it? And the most critical question is, why?
Why are you wasting your time on this, and what's
going in your head?
Darshana seemed severe about this, and to
answer my why? She only said, "Remember
Jaisalmer?"
As I know, when Darshana takes up any work, then
she goes deep into it with a furious approach. As a
teacher, I am well aware of the social issues, and I do
understand the gravity of the water crisis surrounding
us and the impact it is bringing on the future of our
country and its people and the generations. But as
ordinary people, what can we do? Its a government's
responsibility to take some severe steps to tackle
issues like this. As a citizen, we can be vigilant but to
bring change is quite difficult.
But then I told her, let's talk about this tomorrow and
we ended our day with some Kachodi's. Although I
was hungry but looking at Darshana's dilemma, I told
my stomach to keep quiet because I didn't want to
give her any more stress thinking that she will be
normal tomorrow morning.
Darshana is a primary school teacher and a
philanthropist and a social activist by her core, always
ready to take on any system and unjust.
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