Mani Tks for your support. We can nominate people no issue and can even plan to align our selves with Blind Schools, Normal Schools, orphanages where the money should be put to good use.I am sure a lot of our ladies have time to a noble cause like wherein with our small effort we could maybe help a child or a person live life better.
I can take the lead on forming a sort of a trust or an organization with all the relavant IT exemptions etc and open bank acounts. My office can be used for any of the activities associated with this at any time . Look forward to all other members view on this so that we can get it rolling. Best PSC On Thu, Oct 16, 2008 at 2:09 AM, maninder singh <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > Premjit, > Wonderful Idea! I liked the school recommended by Ripudaman.Do > some research like that.We will open a bank account in the name of > association of Ghps or something like that.Three people will have to sign > the cheque.We can have Tunnu,You and Nobi as the Treasurers.In other words > all three of you will have to sign the cheque in order to donate money.We > will let three of you discuss and donate where ever you will think will be > the right place children's education.You can post it on this site and inform > us whenever you donate any amount out of it and let us know what the balance > is. > What do you say Pal ??? > > Mani > > On Wed, Oct 15, 2008 at 8:12 AM, Premjit Singh Chadha < > [EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > >> Ok Suggestion >> >> We all pitch in say 5000 per month and Create a pool which we then use to >> do various things. >> >> If we are 20 of us then this is 100,000 which can be used to sponser a lot >> of kids for education and other things . >> >> We could do this under the banner of EX GHPS 1988 what say people ???? >> >> >> PSC >> >> >> On Wed, Oct 15, 2008 at 8:49 AM, Ripudamann Singh <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>wrote: >> >>> IP, it was certainly very moving.. >>> >>> The idea about sponsoring children is certainly quite good... >>> FYI - I know of an establishment called SOS Village (one of them is in >>> Faridabad as i know), wherein you can can take care of a child's needs on a >>> monthly basis... you can check out >>> http://www.soscvindia.org/soswebsite/index.php for more details >>> >>> Cheers >>> >>> >>> >>> On Tue, Oct 14, 2008 at 10:34 PM, Premjit Singh Chadha < >>> [EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: >>> >>>> IP >>>> Very Touching . >>>> >>>> I love your Idea about Sponseing and helping poor kids who need >>>> education. >>>> >>>> I think we must look at this maybe from the school itself and create >>>> multiple awards or scholarships for deserving students who cant afford even >>>> the school fees. >>>> >>>> Let us all get together and see what we can do. >>>> >>>> Premjit >>>> >>>> >>>> On Tue, Oct 14, 2008 at 5:18 PM, Gurmeet Khurana < >>>> [EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: >>>> >>>>> Great IP, >>>>> >>>>> Thanks for sharing , it took real courage to share this story >>>>> >>>>> There's a way out of this Hell, Making yourself wrong and being guilty >>>>> is not the way out, If it was you would have been out, there is another >>>>> way >>>>> out, would you want it???? >>>>> >>>>> It's not easy my friend....... >>>>> >>>>> Let me know >>>>> >>>>> Love >>>>> >>>>> Gurmeet >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> ----- Original Message ----- >>>>> *From:* Inderpal Singh Munjal <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> >>>>> *To:* EX-GHPS <[email protected]> >>>>> *Sent:* Tuesday, October 14, 2008 7:08 AM >>>>> *Subject:* exghps1988v_v A TRUE STORY ABOUT I.P.SINGH >>>>> >>>>> Hi Guys >>>>> Before narrating this story,I want to make one thing >>>>> clear,I have no communal intentions and certainly not trying to ignite or >>>>> spark any kind of hatred against anyone.I am just sharing an >>>>> experience,which almost shook me, and left a permanent imprint on my life >>>>> and personality.One can share such feelings and encounters with friends >>>>> only.One thing more,Gurmeet S.Khurana's recent mails,have encouraged me to >>>>> confess,something,for which I often feel guilty. >>>>> Sometime back,I happen to pass through an area called >>>>> Tilak Vihar. This Tilak Vihar is a J.J. type colony,situated between,Tilak >>>>> Nagar and outer ring road,in West Delhi.This place is dominated by Sikh >>>>> population.After 1984, riots-affected,sikhs from all over Delhi,were >>>>> rehabilitated here.I had never been to this place before.That day also,I >>>>> had >>>>> to visit,one of my staff members (Nirmal S.),for something very >>>>> urgent.Nirmal is a very professional camera man,who lived there in a cheap >>>>> rented accommodation.I had to stop my car at a point,as it could not go >>>>> any >>>>> further,and started looking for Nirmal's house. >>>>> Suddenly, I heard someone shouting at the top of >>>>> his voice.I turned back to see,that a man in his mid fifties, was holding >>>>> the hand of a young sikh boy (must be in teens). >>>>> I can never forget the face of that innocent boy.He was >>>>> light complexioned,and blessed with very photogenic features,but he was >>>>> poorly dressed,bare-foot and without Patka or Dastar.Then my attention >>>>> diverted,back to that middle aged man,who seemed to be genuinely cheated >>>>> by >>>>> that young boy.That man gave a tight slap on the face of that boy,and >>>>> snatched a bottle from him and threw it on the road.There was white color >>>>> liquid in the bottle.Even after receiving 2-3 really hard blows,the boy >>>>> remained unmoved,and did not even cry for help. >>>>> I could not resist my self any more and >>>>> tried to intervene.That man calmed,and a bit politely said,"Sardarji aap >>>>> isko nahi jaantay,yeh sabko chutia banata hai." In the process >>>>> the boy got his hand freed,suddenly all his innocence >>>>> disappeared.That boy,who seemed speechless,till now,started abusing that >>>>> man with all sorts of M.C.'s and B.C.'s.I could not believe my >>>>> ears.After covering a short distance,the boy picked up a stone and hurled >>>>> at >>>>> the man,that missed his head by half an inch.Man shouted,"Daikha >>>>> Sardarji,yeh B.C. issi kaabil hai." >>>>> On listening to all this Shor-Sharaba,Nirmal came >>>>> out of his house,at the end of that Gali,as if he was waiting for me.We >>>>> went >>>>> inside his room and Nirmal offered me a glass of water,which I badly >>>>> needed.After receiving the required packet,for which I had come,I >>>>> hesitently >>>>> asked Nirmal about that young sikh boy.Nirmal told that he knew the >>>>> boy,very >>>>> well,who lives in the very next Gali,and his name is Harpal.Harpal lives >>>>> there with his mother...Sarabjit.He added,they are only two in the >>>>> family.Sarabjit (Harpal's mother),is a very beautiful lady,in her >>>>> thirties. >>>>> My anxiety,increased many folds.Nirmal read all the >>>>> questions ,in my eyes and explained further.I was told,Sarabjit was >>>>> neither >>>>> a widow, nor a divorcee.Autually the story goes back to 1984,when Mohinder >>>>> Singh (Sarabjit's father),was a very wealthy trader,who lived with his >>>>> wife >>>>> and lovely little,only daughter Sarabjit.They were a well settled,happy >>>>> family.And then came that fateful night of 31st oct 1984,when an angry and >>>>> violent mob of some hundred people,attacked their house and burnt it >>>>> altogether.Mohinder Singh was ruthlessly dragged,beaten and finally burnt >>>>> alive.The neighbor's managed to save,the young Sarabjit and her asthma >>>>> patient mother. >>>>> None of the relatives,ever helped them.They >>>>> finally shifted to Tilak Vihar.Sarabjit never went to school,after 84.Her >>>>> mother's condition kept on deteriorating,in the absence of proper medical >>>>> treatment.Their only source of income was the compensation,they received >>>>> from the Govt.With the passage of time Sarabjit grew up into a very >>>>> beautiful,young sardarni.Then came the bouncer,which I could predict,but >>>>> not >>>>> wanted to listen.Sarabjit took to prostitution,to support herself and >>>>> mother.The Old lady could not tolerate all this,and held herself >>>>> responsible >>>>> for the fate of her only daughter.She passed away the very next month,some >>>>> even say,she committed suicide.Sarabjit,gave birth to a boy,Harpal,many >>>>> years ago.No body knows about Harpal's father.Sarabjit has inherited that >>>>> Asthma,from her mother.She is no more as beautiful,young and healthy,as >>>>> she >>>>> used to be.She hardly find any customers now.Harpal is now out to earn the >>>>> living.He buys second hand,empty bottles,from the kabaari wala,fills them >>>>> ,with slightly white colored water.He is cheating people by selling these >>>>> bottles as Phenol.He has to find new customers daily.He easily finds,some >>>>> customers every day,cos of his innocent looks. >>>>> I had tears in my eyes,after >>>>> listening to the whole story.I pledged to come back,the next day.I >>>>> promised >>>>> my Waheguru,(though I am not very religious), to help this boy in every >>>>> possible manner.I kept thinking about that boy,while proceeding towards >>>>> my >>>>> car.I once again promised my self,that I will not leave any stone >>>>> unturned,to make Harpal's future bright.On reaching my car,I was >>>>> astonished >>>>> to see,that both, the side mirrors of my brand new Honda City,have been >>>>> stolen.So many people were looking at me,as if ,I had landed from another >>>>> planet.I could do nothing but to hurriedly,jump on to the driver's >>>>> seat.Then >>>>> someone shouted,"yeh zaroor Harpal....Harami ,ka kaam hai." I angrily >>>>> repeated that man's words,"Yeh B.C. issi kabil hai",and drove back home. >>>>> With in a span of few >>>>> minutes,I forgot all my promises ,which I made for the first time,to my >>>>> almighty Waheguru.Negative feelings,over powered me and I started >>>>> thinking...Mene kya lena iss Harpal ke pango se.But honestly speaking I >>>>> can >>>>> never forget Harpal and his innocent face.Last week,one of my very dear >>>>> friends suggested,that v all r,so well to do,and v must atleast >>>>> sponser,one >>>>> poor child's education.Once again the only face that came to my mind was >>>>> Harpal. >>>>> The very next day I called >>>>> Nirmal,who is now working for a leading news channel,and >>>>> residing,somewhere >>>>> in Noida.Nirmal,is very faithful to me,so on my request,he went all the >>>>> way >>>>> to Tilak Vihar,to report me about the present status of Harpal and his >>>>> mother.The same evening he called,to tell me that Harpal had become a >>>>> criminal,by now.He has been in and out of jail,several times.His >>>>> mother,Sarabjit was fed up ,of his activities,so she finally sold off her >>>>> house to a property dealer,and went away to her Pind,some where in >>>>> Punjab.Now no body in the locality know,regarding the whereabouts of >>>>> Harpal >>>>> and his mother.Nirmal repeated emphasised,"Sirji Uss Harpal ke baaray main >>>>> sochana bund kar do....woh pucka badmash hai."How can I tell him, how >>>>> Harpal >>>>> has changed my life,in minutes.Harpal has told me so many things about me >>>>> only. >>>>> Whenever I am lonely,and I >>>>> happen to close my eyes,I find Harpal laughing and shouting at me..." I.P. >>>>> YOU ARE SUCH A LIAR. >>>>> YOU ARE >>>>> SO WEAK. >>>>> YOU ARE >>>>> SO UNSTABLE. >>>>> YOU >>>>> ARE SO HYPOCRITE. >>>>> YOU >>>>> ARE SUCH A CHEAT." >>>>> So true. >>>>> >>>>> Regards >>>>> Inder Pal >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>> >>>> >>>> >>> >>> >>> >> >> >> --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "EX,GHPS,1988,V.V" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/exghps1988v_v?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
