Monday, September 16, 2013

'Hunger - Our Responsibilities'

You are cordially invited to a programme,
 'Hunger - Our Responsibilities' 
on 17 September. 7pm,
at India Habitat Centre, (Gulmohar Hall) Lodi Road, New Delhi.

The programme will start with a screening of a documentary film,
'Hunger In The Time Of Plenty' (30 minutes) written and directed by Sagari Chhabra.
This will be followed by an interactive discussion with speakers;
Harsh Mander (activist)
Prof Reetika Khera (academic)
Sagari Chhabra.
The audience is invited to give concrete suggestions to end hunger.

Sunday, September 15, 2013

A Walk with the Moon and the Sun

A Walk With The Moon And The Sun

                     - for children everywhere


Last  night  I could not get a wink of sleep,
So I slid out, from under my sheet,
And went for a walk
 in the park nearby.
I saw the full moon up
in the sky so high,
I could swear it followed me,
Like a balloon without a string,
A luminous lollipop,
A most amazing thing.
I found the squirrels asleep,
So were the deer,
There was the occasional hoot
of the owl, just near,
But the birds were asleep
Under their wing,
Except for the night sounds
Of the crickets,
No one did sing.
But the moon shined its luminous glow,
And I just moved on, so.
I walked across the temple,
All was quiet;
No bells clanged,
No chants filled the air;
And the moon shed its moonlight
Over all the pilgrims
Who slept over there.
Then across the corner
Was an old mosque,
And as I stepped on the cool, mosaic floor,
I saw the moon watching
High above the arched door.
It was bestowing its benign light
To all those who slept within,
It was such a cool and peaceful sight
And a gentle breeze
Blew in the night.
I moved along to the gurudwara
Where the Sikhs lay asleep,
By their sacred book,
And to each the moon
Gave a gentle, peaceful look.
It shed light on the kirpan that glittered,
And went on its way, to the
Path that was littered,
With garbage and refuse.
It saw the poor in their shacks
And blessed them a peaceful night of rest,
For ahead was a heavy work-load
In the days that lay abreast.
Then in the very same sky,
He went behind a cloud edged with lace,
And I saw emerging
A blushing, bridal pink face.
I saw the early morning sun
Give its rays to everyone,
Including the smallest leaf
And the tallest tree,
It gave its energy and its light, so free.
To big and small,
Tall and strong,
Rich and poor,
Without differentiating
Between anyone at all.
It was universal love;
And I saw the sun
Climb, higher and higher,
And I heard the screech of tyres
As people rushed to work
They broke out into a sweat,
No one knew he was bestowing his energy,
Without breaking for a single breath.
Just everyone got his light
And I knew before the night,
He would have bestowed
To all his radiance;
And in the approaching twilight,
The birds hummed to a cadence.
I just knew,
Like the moon and the sun,
I was born to give,
To love, to serve,
And be a friend
To every single one,
Before my day was done.                      Sagari Chhabra   

                                                               7th  september 2013                                 

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Ela Bhatt in conversation with Sagari Chhabra, DD National channel, 4:30pm, 4 september, '13

Special!
Please watch my interview with Ela Bhatt, the founder member of SEWA ( Self Employed Women's Association) . A gandhian and an amazing woman who built an organisation of 1.5 million women - vegetable vendors, rag pickers and other poor women.
The interview is today, 4 September, 2013, on Doordarshan National channel, at 4.30 pm.
The interview is bilingual, that is, it is in Hindi and English.
Look forward to your comments.
Thanks,
Sagari Chhabra