Issue 36 | April 6, 2025
Hello jee, kaise hai aap.
Iss baar Newsletter Zaroor Parrna. If not all three 3 posts, then indeed the MAIN One.
Zyaada nahi bolunga aaj.
Bas apna dhyaan rakhiye and roz ek better insaan ban’ne ki koshish kariye.
1)Keep Calm and Stop Abusing
This one is Serious.
Aajkal, I see people abusing The Creators or others for no rhyme or reason.
Why do people forget that if you abuse someone, then your Mind, Tongue and Environment are polluted?
Saamne waale ko farak nahi parrna.
This is for all of you who abuse or have people around who ABUSE.
Aapka Dost, Aapka Bhai, Aapke Papa, Aapki Behen. Samay rehte rok lo ya phir unse rishta khatam kar do. I am Serious
We Punjabis take great pride in abusing others. Yes, we may not mean it literally, but it’s gross when we consider the literal meaning of a few of them.
Do the people who say it mean it? Do they think twice when they say the same to their Friends in a Friendly way? Sometimes, a Father would say the same to his Son, but does he actually want to or even for a moment think bad about his Wife/Daughter through her son? The Answer is NO.
But then why?
Probably it’s a part of growing up in North India, listening either to someone abusing in family or markets, social gatherings, etc. is quite common.
I’m not sure why, but I always detested this!
When, I was in class 1st (6 Years) I was packed off to a Hostel, Bishop Cotton School, Simla.
Main Building of my School, Bishop Cotton School, Simla
No, no, I didn’t abuse till then, but yeah, I was naughty and my father wanted me to be a BIG Man, A Disciplined Man, a Man of Values, so he sent me to the Best hostel in India.
In a Session, we used to stay in the Hostel for 9 months (March-Nov) and came back only for 3 months (Dec-Feb) for Winter Vacations. I didn’t even pick the habit of abusing then.
However, as soon as I returned for class 5th, which was the first soft step into Senior Dorms and Senior School, I myself developed the habit of abusing a bit as the environment changed entirely after I moved to the senior dorm.
However, our Dormitory Warden, Mrs. Rosalind Barretto, was a Sweet lady but Strict regarding abuse. And if another student complained to her about abuse, then her favourite punishment was to ask the Abusing Student to apologise in writing, and that too by writing 100 times or 500 times.
This Pic of me and my Sister Sumrita was clicked around 1989, when I was in Remove C. The same time, I started abusing verbally
Once, I casually abused a dear friend, Deepak Bhalla, in jest and he complained to Mrs Barretto.
Henceforth, I was summoned to her room & was asked if I had abused Deepak. I nodded my head in affirmation.
She asked me to write “I shall never abuse again” 200 times on the coming Sunday.
On that Sunday morning, when all my friends were playing wearing Home Clothes, I was in my dorm, “Remove-C,” writing “I will not abuse again.” By the time I reached the 100th line, I got a bit uneasy and wanted to be with my friends outside who were playing, and my mind started playing bluff games.
Therefore, after every three lines, I would miss three or four serial numbers and then write again. So, I finished those 500 lines by writing just 300 times.
We Students think we are wise, but forget that our teachers are more intelligent. Mrs. Barretto got hold of it and asked me to sit in her home and write it again 500 times. I did this 200 times, and then felt restless and humiliated. Aakhir 10 Saal ka baccha tha.
Mrs Barretto saw through me and asked me to write 50 more, so I could leave.
What a Relief it was to me and to my Thumb, which looked as if it had been dented by pressing the pen for so long.
Yes, I stopped abusing.
When I came back and settled in Delhi, I saw everyone abusing, from my 4-year-old cousin to my 70-year-old grand uncle. They did it with aplomb.
What really turned me off was seeing my cousins, 2-5 years younger, using the same language, and that too in front of my sister.
This is what I was not able to stand and asked them to stop abusing in front of my Sister at least. My Sister was their cousin too. When they disagreed with me, I used to walk out of the room and not play with them.
I was called all sorts of things, from being Dheela to Sissy to Jhalla.
It did hurt, but then what could I do?
As time passed and my schooling finished, the very words I detested started flowing from my tongue, too, a bit hesitatingly, but they did flow. My vocabulary had many, but thankfully, my tongue was restricted to the two most common ones.
In past years, I tried to control it, more so when I was at home with my family, but kabhi kabhi ek do nikal hi jaati thi, and I used to feel bad about it.
Anyways, things continued, and life went on.
But, 10 years back, while driving, I started talking to myself (I do it often, or shall I say, it happens automatically and there I talk to the person who knows me the best. Myself!)
And I started deliberating with myself on “Why do I abuse?”
It started from MayaPuri Chowk, and by the time I had covered 10 Kilometers and reached Delhi Haat, I had decided not to abuse ab se.
It’s been 11 years since, and I have not abused and hopefully shall continue for life.
By abusing someone, we are not only abusing them, but also every girl and woman around.
May 11 is Mother’s Day, and I decided to rewrite this because after Bhen, the Next most common Gaali is on Mothers.
I am sharing this personal story with you because I want you to do the same, and also ensure that you confront and stop any abusive person around you, who does it VERBALLY or ONLINE
2) 1 Million Shares Waali April Fool Reel
Last week ek random sa idea aaya while watching reels, and socha ki will try this idea on the April Fool Reel.
Shared my idea with the team. Team ne usko thora aur refine kar diya.
Low Effort Reel thi. Bas Ek Dialogue bolna tha. And ek Suitable Backdrop chahiye tha. We were in Rani Bagh for a shoot, and 10 minutes lagaye gaari mein and then thankfully mil gaya sahi backdrop.
It took us less than a minute to shoot it. Reel edit ho gayi and humne April Fools’ Day par subah 8:30 baje daal di woh reel. Zyada Expectations nahi thi, started as a low-performing reel for 5 Hours.
Uske baad jo hua made me scratch my head. The Reel has reached 8.5 Million Views with 1 Million Shares. YES, 1 Million Shares :-). Also, now it’s a Trending Reel Audio, and already 100 Remixes have been made.
Wohi kahani hai apna Karan karte jaao and phal Jholi mein chale ayega :-). Bahut barra Phal nahi hai, par mein to woh insaan hu jo chhoti khushi ke liye bhi shukriya ada karta hai. Uss Hisaab se to yeh bahut barri khushi hai.
You can watch that REEL HERE.
Ek kahani aur hui.
Ek trend dekha “nahi” wala. Socha karte hai, and humne bana diya kuch linked to MOMO. Ab it went crazy with 2.2 Million Views.
Here is the reel.
Par mein kuch aur kehna chahta hu. We mentioned the word MOMOS there. Same word that I use in my day-to-day life. Par, I saw an Influx of comments from people of Nepal and North Eastern Indian States saying that MOMOS nahi hote. MOMO hota hai. And bhai, woh larrne ki tone mein the.
Now I will use MOMO word only. Par Pata chalta hai, how few people hold the proper usage of words very close to their hearts.
And hum galti kar sakte hai ek baar, par not baar baar if it hurts kisi ka Dil
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