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jagjit singh

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jagjit singh

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Dad was angry, but then he was angry generally.

Most of the time he was right though. His point of view never went across, the first time, 

he had to speak with an irritating tone. Dad was upset most of the time.

He goes for walking, the only thing that was dear to his heart, no one to disturb.

He had the habit of feeding birds and cows. Somehow they understood each other.

But, he loved his family and went beyond his limits to provide.

Many times, for long hours he wrote notes on his mobile phone, which we never saw.

And when we saw we cried, still do.

Dad, what a simple soul you were.

I started rewriting his writings, he lives in them.

The only person who made him smile was mom. She knew Dad inside out.

We children wondered how she managed such a gusse wala aadmi.


Dad was neither religious nor the atheist.

He used to speak a lot about sardar bhagat

singhji, sri lb sastriji , sri netaji, about Azad hind fauz.

One of his grand father's joined INA, and went missing. Dad used to be lost in thoughts, vacant looks for minutes, sometimes hours.

What was ideal India that those, 'shandar log chahte the'. Not the one we live in, never, this is still, gulami to MNCs, the 'raj', never really left.

By any yardstick, Dad was a good man, genuine. And his thoughts did not comply to his times , he left, hardly fifty.

" hum log gulami ka roti thod rahe hai, ye mere se nahi hot hai", there used to be tears, frequently.

"Ye gore, hum logo ko chodte kuy nahi, hum lad te kuy nahi", he hardly had any friends. For most people money is a must, for my dad bharateeyata was a must.

His life does not receive much attention, the 'bhag daud life Mei', not possible, people's reaction.

But, the flag flies high, home for such genuine souls, isn't it? 


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