hi all,
Life has taught us lot of things...we have been shocked, had our quota of fun, and also impressed and impacted from the everyday news...The panchantra stories to the chicken soup to the today's real life stories...
This is from our desk...shanvy and vysan
Life has taught us lot of things...we have been shocked, had our quota of fun, and also impressed and impacted from the everyday news...The panchantra stories to the chicken soup to the today's real life stories...
This is from our desk...shanvy and vysan
What drove this man?
Some people we come across leave you surprised with a big O, not because they are smart, handsome, it is something, beyond that.
I have been reading about few personalities, recently and a person made me go “O” with an exclamation for his determination.
May be you people will tell me…So before you answer my question, you need a little background information on this person I am talking about.
He was a farmer, who lived in a village near the rocky Galhaur of Gaya.
One day, his wife, came filled with sorrow as she could not bring water for quenching his thirst. When his wife, explained that she slipped and fell down and broke the pot, he felt so helpless, that his wife had to cross the other side of the mountain to fetch a pot of water, and it was this love for his wife, that started thecrusade.
He felt that nothing was going to happen by complaining or waiting for miracles or action from the government, and decided he was going to make a better way of reaching the nearby villages through the rocky mountain. He was in his early 20’s with a determination to do it.
He sold his goat to buy a hammer, chisel and rope much to the alarm of his wife and parents, who did not want him to go ahead with this impossible adventure. The moment he started chiseling, he was so engrossed that he forgot to eat. After a point he moved his hut nearer to the hill so he could continue without disturbances. There was no help from any of his villager friends. He was ridiculed for the effort. But he went on chiseling for 22 years.
He walked through the mountain, in 1982 after 22 years by carving a road a 360-ft long, 25-ft high and 30-ft wide road reducing the 50+km travel to 8 km... The villagers celebrated it with giving him fruits, vegetables and whatever they could. But the wife, who supported his cause, was not there to share the success.
His daughter was not so happy. She felt her father had not taken care of them. He had been more interested in making the way for the whole villagers. To this the farmer said, that he was happy that his work is reducing the hardships of many of the villagers...
Through folk lores that talk about the determination of this farmer and his love for his wife this man has become very popular.
The farmer was Dashrath Manjhi, who walked the whole distance from Gaya to Delhi, as he did not have the money for the ticket.
Manjhi did not give up.. During his last few interviews, has confidently said that the chief minister (who honored Manjhi his seat for his selfless tribute to his village) has promised to build a road which would allow cars to travel. And the road was to be named after him along with the hospital that was supposed to have been already completed.
He passed away in August 2007 after a brief fight with cancer. It is 2 years since his death, and not much has improved in his village.
I am sure many of you would have read about him. Some of us would have given a passing glance at this news. Very few would have stood, and tried to analyze what was this man made of...purely steely determination and resilience. Let us remember him, for he has proved it is I m possible and not impossible, if you have a will.
Was it the belief, that when the mountain does not come to us, we go to it??
I have been reading about few personalities, recently and a person made me go “O” with an exclamation for his determination.
May be you people will tell me…So before you answer my question, you need a little background information on this person I am talking about.
He was a farmer, who lived in a village near the rocky Galhaur of Gaya.
One day, his wife, came filled with sorrow as she could not bring water for quenching his thirst. When his wife, explained that she slipped and fell down and broke the pot, he felt so helpless, that his wife had to cross the other side of the mountain to fetch a pot of water, and it was this love for his wife, that started thecrusade.
He felt that nothing was going to happen by complaining or waiting for miracles or action from the government, and decided he was going to make a better way of reaching the nearby villages through the rocky mountain. He was in his early 20’s with a determination to do it.
He sold his goat to buy a hammer, chisel and rope much to the alarm of his wife and parents, who did not want him to go ahead with this impossible adventure. The moment he started chiseling, he was so engrossed that he forgot to eat. After a point he moved his hut nearer to the hill so he could continue without disturbances. There was no help from any of his villager friends. He was ridiculed for the effort. But he went on chiseling for 22 years.
He walked through the mountain, in 1982 after 22 years by carving a road a 360-ft long, 25-ft high and 30-ft wide road reducing the 50+km travel to 8 km... The villagers celebrated it with giving him fruits, vegetables and whatever they could. But the wife, who supported his cause, was not there to share the success.
His daughter was not so happy. She felt her father had not taken care of them. He had been more interested in making the way for the whole villagers. To this the farmer said, that he was happy that his work is reducing the hardships of many of the villagers...
Through folk lores that talk about the determination of this farmer and his love for his wife this man has become very popular.
The farmer was Dashrath Manjhi, who walked the whole distance from Gaya to Delhi, as he did not have the money for the ticket.
Manjhi did not give up.. During his last few interviews, has confidently said that the chief minister (who honored Manjhi his seat for his selfless tribute to his village) has promised to build a road which would allow cars to travel. And the road was to be named after him along with the hospital that was supposed to have been already completed.
He passed away in August 2007 after a brief fight with cancer. It is 2 years since his death, and not much has improved in his village.
I am sure many of you would have read about him. Some of us would have given a passing glance at this news. Very few would have stood, and tried to analyze what was this man made of...purely steely determination and resilience. Let us remember him, for he has proved it is I m possible and not impossible, if you have a will.
Was it the belief, that when the mountain does not come to us, we go to it??
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WOW!
It is sad that after his demise also the government is not doing much. How many Manjhis do we need?
ManjulaPosted 27th August 2009 at 05:51 AM by manjulapathy
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I too have read about this really strong , determined person....
If it was only for his loving wife he determined to make path then he could have just left it unfinished when he lost his wife... but he was so selfless that he went ahead and completed it for the sake of his fellow villages who didn even help him out wen he was struggling... that truely amazes me ... really HATS OFF to him ..
Posted 27th August 2009 at 12:45 PM by saha -
Hi the blog boosts ur confidence n stresses 'Everything is possible'.. n informative too.. Thanks!!Posted 28th August 2009 at 02:35 AM by PreethiArun66 -
Shanthi, only recently I got to read about Dasrath Manjhi, while I searching for something in the Net.
I was awe-struck
. Its amazing how some unheralded great people just need a spark to set a vision, and they can bend their back to see that they are on course to implement it.
He had such a broader vision na...despite his family going into poverty, he just wanted the best for the thousands of his villager in the long run.
Last week, when I read about one N. Krishnan, I too wondered, whats driving him. This 28 yrs old gentleman, gave up his job as a chef of a 5 star hotel, to cook and feed mentally ill people on the streets of Madurai. He has been doing it for the past 7 years..and the reporter who met him, was stunned..NK did his job so dutifully even though, he almost never receives even a smile from the people whom he feeds.
On the lighter note, I liked the comment of one of the reader of the blog that carried Manjhi's article.
Pahad ne patni ko rulaya, toh, Dasrath Manjhi ne pahad ka seena chir dala
Thanx shanthi for bringing this topic here.
ByePosted 29th August 2009 at 04:26 AM by Saraswathipv -
not very impressed :(
Dear Shanthi,
While many of us are awe-struck at this man, who did a phenomenal work by chiseling a mountain to create a path, I am not as much as awed, but more or less sad thinking about the wife and the daughter, and how the family, because of this one man would have suffered for basic amenities. With the head of the family off to chisel mountains for public wellness, i wonder what hardships the family would have gone through to support themselves as well as the father in an unpaid job!
I can never marvel a man who claims to have worked to death for the society when his minimum liability, the family, was out to suffer.Posted 1st September 2009 at 03:36 AM by dhivya rangarajan
