Saturday, February 13, 2010

A LOST DREAM

Hi
First Started With My Introduction.I am Gurbinder From Mansa Punjab (India).A Microsoft Certified IT Professional Living In Mansa a Backward Distt Of Punjab,Neighboring Bathinda.Back to Track , I Was Born On 21/04/1979 .My Village Is Aklia
Lies On Mansa Barnala Road.
MY LOST DREAM:My Grandfather Late Sh. Pandit Hamir Singh Was a Senior Congress Leader of Bathinda ,Mansa Falls Under Bathinda At That Time.During My Childhood Days When I Started Recognize My Near's & Dear's.I was Very Much
Attached & Inspired by the Man Famously Called Panditji by Everyone.My Grandfather Was at The Peak at That Time But His Feet Always remained On Earth.He was a Gem Of politics.I See His Popularity In The Malwa Region N Number Of Persons Come Everyday To Meet him And to Share Their Problems.The Man Was Always Ready to Sort Every Matter Came Under His Consideration.He Never Demands Any Favours From The Party Even Opposition Parties Respect Him & Take Opinion for Some Issues From Panditji.That Was The Period When Punjab Was Badly Affected by Terrorists and One Day It Happens to Us Panditji Was Killed by Terrorists While Due to back from Bathinda After Party Meeting.Everybody was Stunned by The News Coming but Most Affected Was Me, Something Breaks Inside Me and it Was Cleared Within a Year That a Good Boy Was Completely Transformed Into Drug Addict,full of Rage Fight with Anyone .Even I Tried To Shot at a Person Who Was Responsible For my Grandfather's Death,However He Managed to Escape Due To My Parents .He Was Very Close To Late Sh. Rajjeev Gandhi he Told Me Once That Rajiv Ji Always Said Panditji Mein Aapse Pehle Maronga but Here Also Panditji Win.I See Late Beant Singh And Other Senior Leaders First Time and Occasion Was His Cremation.Panditji Left Me 17yrs before alone nobody understands me like he was.I Was Failed to Walk on His Foot Steps .Never Recovered From That Tragedy.
A DREAM Was Dead ,A Dream We Both See Often With Open Eyes ,A Dream of Being Like Him,A Dream to Prove Other's That I am The Grandson Of Pandit Hamir Singh.
Pls Grandpaa Forgive Me , Today I Need You Badly, Miss You Badly . I have No Other Dream To Follow becoz They Also Flies After Your Departure.No Tears Into My Eyes But My Heart Is Overloaded Now With The Sufferings, I Never Shared With Anybody & A Sudden Explosion Is Dangerous for The Family & to The Society.I am Living For Other's Becoz I have nothing To Live For.
Your's Always
Kaka

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