This happened on TAM airlines.
A 50-something year old white woman arrived at her seat and saw that the passenger next to her was a black man.
Visibly furious, she called the air hostess.
"What's the problem, ma?" the hostess asked her
"Can't you see?" the lady said - "I was given a seat next to a black man. I can't seat here next to him. You have to change my seat"
- "Please, calm down, ma" - said the hostess
"Unfortunately, all the seats are occupied, but I'm still going to check if we have any."
The hostess left and returned some minutes later.
"Madam, as I told you, there isn't any empty seat in this class- economy class.
But I spoke to the captain and he confirmed that there isn't any empty seats in the economy class. We only have seats in the first class."
And before the woman said anything, the hostess continued
"Look, it is unusual for our company to allow a passenger from the economy class change to the first class.
However, given the circumstances, the commandant thinks that it would be a scandal to make a passenger travel sat next to an unpleasant person."
And turning to the black man, the hostess said:
"Which means, Sir, if you would be so nice to pack your handbag, we have reserved you a seat in the first class..."
And all the passengers nearby, who were shocked to see the scene started applauding, some standing on their feet."
Friday, July 27, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
Main Sarr Jhuka ke Keh Doonga Apne Rabb Ke Saamne
Main Sarr Jhuka ke Keh Doonga Apne Rabb Ke Saamne ..
Hazaaron Gunah ho Gaye Mere Mola,Teri Rehmat Ke Naaz Pe .. !!
Sab ke farz hain yaad mujhe..
Bus aik apna ki farz main bhool gaya hun..
Dil-E-Nadan Ajab Justju Mei'n Hai
Tum Sey Phir Shauq-E-Guftgu Mei'n Hai
Juda Khud Sey Karu Tu Kaisey Karou'n,
Teri Chahat To Meri Gardish-E-Lahoo Mein Hai
koi na mila aisa jis per duniya luta dete
sub ne dhokha diya kis kisko bhula dete
dil ka dard dil me dabaye rakha he
bayan kiya hota to mehfil ko rula dete.
Hazaaron Gunah ho Gaye Mere Mola,Teri Rehmat Ke Naaz Pe .. !!
Sab ke farz hain yaad mujhe..
Bus aik apna ki farz main bhool gaya hun..
Dil-E-Nadan Ajab Justju Mei'n Hai
Tum Sey Phir Shauq-E-Guftgu Mei'n Hai
Juda Khud Sey Karu Tu Kaisey Karou'n,
Teri Chahat To Meri Gardish-E-Lahoo Mein Hai
koi na mila aisa jis per duniya luta dete
sub ne dhokha diya kis kisko bhula dete
dil ka dard dil me dabaye rakha he
bayan kiya hota to mehfil ko rula dete.
Friday, July 13, 2012
A hero who deserves all our respect!!!
A lesson(must read and share)
Exact Narration by an auto-rickshaw passenger,
Suvendu Roy of Titan Industries, who shares his inspirational encounter with a rickshaw driver in Mumbai:
One Sunday, my wife, kid, and I had to travel to Andheri from Bandra. When I waved at a passing auto rickshaw, little did I expect that this ride would be any different...
I looked in front and there was a small TV. The driver had put on the Doordarshan channel.
My wife and I looked at each other with disbelief and amusement. In front of me was a small first-aid box with cotton, dettol and some medicines.
This was enough for me to realize that I was in a special vehicle.
Then I looked round again, and discovered more - there was a radio, fire extinguisher, wall clock, calendar, and pictures and symbols of all faiths
- from Islam and Christianity to Buddhism, Hinduism and Sikhism.
There were also pictures of the heroes of 26/11- Kamte, Salaskar, Karkare and Unnikrishnan.
I realized that not only my vehicle, but also my driver was special.
I started chatting with him and the initial sense of ridicule and disbelief gradually diminished.
I gathered that he had been driving an auto rickshaw for the past 8-9 years; he had lost his job when his employer's plastic company was shut down.
He had two school-going children, and he drove from 8 in the morning till 10 at night.
No break unless he was unwell. "Sahab, ghar mein baith ke T.V dekh kar kya faida? Do paisa income karega toh future mein kaam aayega."
We realized that we had come across a man who represents Mumbai – the spirit of work, the spirit of travel and the spirit of excelling in life.
I asked him whether he does anything else as I figured that he did not have too much spare time.
He said that he goes to an old age home for women in Andheri once a week or whenever he has some extra income, where he donates tooth brushes, toothpastes, soap, hair oil, and other items of daily use.
He pointed out to a painted message below the meter that read: "25 per cent discount on metered fare for the handicapped.
Free rides for blind passengers up to Rs. 50.
My wife and I were struck with awe. The man was a HERO!
A hero who deserves all our respect!!!
Our journey came to an end;
45 minutes of a lesson in humility, selflessness, and of a hero-worshipping Mumbai, my temporary home.
We disembarked, and all I could do was
to pay him a tip that would hardly cover a
free ride for a blind man.
I hope, one day, you too have a chance to meet Mr Sandeep Bachhe in his auto rickshaw: MH-02-Z-8508.
Be a Reason for Million Smiles….But Never be a reason for even a single Grudge….
Exact Narration by an auto-rickshaw passenger,
Suvendu Roy of Titan Industries, who shares his inspirational encounter with a rickshaw driver in Mumbai:
One Sunday, my wife, kid, and I had to travel to Andheri from Bandra. When I waved at a passing auto rickshaw, little did I expect that this ride would be any different...
I looked in front and there was a small TV. The driver had put on the Doordarshan channel.
My wife and I looked at each other with disbelief and amusement. In front of me was a small first-aid box with cotton, dettol and some medicines.
This was enough for me to realize that I was in a special vehicle.
Then I looked round again, and discovered more - there was a radio, fire extinguisher, wall clock, calendar, and pictures and symbols of all faiths
- from Islam and Christianity to Buddhism, Hinduism and Sikhism.
There were also pictures of the heroes of 26/11- Kamte, Salaskar, Karkare and Unnikrishnan.
I realized that not only my vehicle, but also my driver was special.
I started chatting with him and the initial sense of ridicule and disbelief gradually diminished.
I gathered that he had been driving an auto rickshaw for the past 8-9 years; he had lost his job when his employer's plastic company was shut down.
He had two school-going children, and he drove from 8 in the morning till 10 at night.
No break unless he was unwell. "Sahab, ghar mein baith ke T.V dekh kar kya faida? Do paisa income karega toh future mein kaam aayega."
We realized that we had come across a man who represents Mumbai – the spirit of work, the spirit of travel and the spirit of excelling in life.
I asked him whether he does anything else as I figured that he did not have too much spare time.
He said that he goes to an old age home for women in Andheri once a week or whenever he has some extra income, where he donates tooth brushes, toothpastes, soap, hair oil, and other items of daily use.
He pointed out to a painted message below the meter that read: "25 per cent discount on metered fare for the handicapped.
Free rides for blind passengers up to Rs. 50.
My wife and I were struck with awe. The man was a HERO!
A hero who deserves all our respect!!!
Our journey came to an end;
45 minutes of a lesson in humility, selflessness, and of a hero-worshipping Mumbai, my temporary home.
We disembarked, and all I could do was
to pay him a tip that would hardly cover a
free ride for a blind man.
I hope, one day, you too have a chance to meet Mr Sandeep Bachhe in his auto rickshaw: MH-02-Z-8508.
Be a Reason for Million Smiles….But Never be a reason for even a single Grudge….
Friday, July 6, 2012
बस इक झिझक है यही हाल-ए-दिल सुनाने में
बस इक झिझक है यही हाल-ए-दिल सुनाने में
कि तेरा ज़िक्र भी आयेगा इस फ़साने में
बरस पड़ी थी जो रुख़ से नक़ाब उठाने में
वो चाँदनी है अभी तक मेरे ग़रीब-ख़ाने में
इसी में इश्क़ की क़िस्मत बदल भी सकती थी
जो वक़्त बीत गया मुझ को आज़माने में
ये कह के टूट पड़ा शाख़-ए-गुल से आख़िरी फूल
अब और देर है कितनी बहार आने में
कि तेरा ज़िक्र भी आयेगा इस फ़साने में
बरस पड़ी थी जो रुख़ से नक़ाब उठाने में
वो चाँदनी है अभी तक मेरे ग़रीब-ख़ाने में
इसी में इश्क़ की क़िस्मत बदल भी सकती थी
जो वक़्त बीत गया मुझ को आज़माने में
ये कह के टूट पड़ा शाख़-ए-गुल से आख़िरी फूल
अब और देर है कितनी बहार आने में
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