Will wait for every one view
On 10/16/08, maninder singh <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > Thanks!! Premjit, > I appreciate your interest and coming forward and > taking an initiative to get this thing rolling. > Let's just wait for the views of others like you said.Please discuss this > with Nobi and Tunnu as well.Ripudaman,Amarpal,Inderpal also seem to be quite > active in this matter.God bless our GHPS 1988 batch.Let's say prayers to the > Almighty Lord and thank him > for giving all of us an opportunity to do something for humanity. > > Mani > > On Wed, Oct 15, 2008 at 9:13 PM, Premjit Singh Chadha < > [EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > >> 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 >>>>>>> >>>>>>> >>>>>>> >>>>>> >>>>>> >>>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>> >>>> >> >> > >> > > > > -- Sent from Gmail for mobile | mobile.google.com --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "EX,GHPS,1988,V.V" group. 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