Its raining where I am. Everyone connects with the rain.. A
happy day or a sad one.. A rain cannot escape unnoticed. Just as water, the
vessel which it pours in, the rain too is cursed to change its being from one
vessel to another.. a new definition each time. A resplendent smile..or a
lonely tear. A happy talk or a sorrowful monologue. They all find a place in
the rain. Some stretch out their arms and embrace it. Some open up their fists
to bring out a crumpled palm and let it cool the burn in there.. Others hide
their tears in it and a few others, a smile with it.
Wednesday, 31 July 2013
Tuesday, 30 July 2013
Surely not the End
Suicide a seven letter word which can bring
an end to the exotic series of fun, love, respect and responsibility. Life to
humans is not something that happened ‘ainvayi’,
it’s a gift, gift of God and we as humans have no right to alter with it or to
end it for our Loss or Gain.
Monday, 29 July 2013
NRI
Well, different people have different
definitions of NRI. Some people call them- “Not Required Indians”, while some
label them as “Not Reliable Indians”. But it really gets my goat when I see so
many youngsters carrying an ardent desire to leave India and settle abroad. If it’s
just for education, knowledge or experience then it is okay. Otherwise, our
culture is so vivid and rich and there is so much to improve in our country.
Then, what is the point in going to an alien land and serving an alien country.
It is like you just consume, without giving anything back to the nation! As it
remains, patriotism is a totally natural phenomenon- Nobody can teach
patriotism!
Saturday, 27 July 2013
My First Vote
‘A
historical day of my life’ I chuckled early in the morning because I was to
vote for the first time. I had received my voter’s card two years after filling
its application. The time wouldn’t have mattered until I saw that my name,
address and father’s name was incorrectly printed on the voter’s card.
“Hell!!!!
What kind of officers do they have”, I thought
Friday, 26 July 2013
Whats your perspective
We live in a secular, democratic country is no news. Another,
Non news that tags along is the unrest in which our country presently wallows.
The country men are unsatisfied, to an extent disappointed
with the governance. The government unasserted and crippled! Doubts prevail
upon us all.
Thursday, 25 July 2013
Break to banta hain Boss
“To everything there
is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: a time to be born
and a time to die; a time to plan t, and a time to pluck up that which is
planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time
to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to
dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time
to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to
lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to
sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to
hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.”
Wednesday, 24 July 2013
Take a break and Travel
Life is a set of rules, if you follow them
properly, you will have a happy journey along the way. Life will treat you with
extremities of happiness and with lethal experiences. Life these days is no
less than a race, every morning you wake up either to chase the target or in
order to earn enough to live comfortably on Sundays.
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Creatrix: Workshop by Half Baked Beans
Becoming an author
made easy by Half Baked Beans Publishing
With the wave of
young writers creating ripples across the nation a new publishing house bakes
them up to perfection
6 charismatic speakers, 30 enthusiastic
participants, 2 power packed days and sessions of enlightenment about creative
writing and publishing industry – this is how CREATRIX, the creative writing workshop can be
explained! Come 22nd June, 2013 and all roads seemed to lead to Tea
pot cafe at Malviya Nagar in New Delhi as it started getting
packed by the off-beat time of 11 am in the morning.
Monday, 22 July 2013
Mid-life Crisis
Life
like a train keeps moving. In our childhood we live in the hallucination that
life runs smooth, just as a train moves swiftly. As we grow up we realize that
trains also face accidents, the interlude of sorrows in life is an analogy to
the former. As you grow up, the complexities in life creep in! It is no more a
comfy sofa or a bed of roses. You face different sort of challenges in life on
a daily basis. Although, the grass is always greener on the other side! It is
not just about surviving, instead it’s about living your life- The most
precious gift! The tag line of a TV commercial is true to the core- “Break toh
Banta hain”.
Saturday, 20 July 2013
Analysis of Relatives
A marriage is a relationship between a man
and a woman.
Contrary- Marriage is an event, where the connected ones are summoned from the different corners of the world to celebrate the union of two souls and in India union of two families.
Contrary- Marriage is an event, where the connected ones are summoned from the different corners of the world to celebrate the union of two souls and in India union of two families.
Relatives- Those with whom you have blood
relations.
Contrary- A set of vague people only available, either when you are Excelling or when you are all Drawn.
Contrary- A set of vague people only available, either when you are Excelling or when you are all Drawn.
Relatives play a very influencing role in
our lives. If you have a good set of relatives then you will grow into a smiling
man and if you have an intruder set of relative who keeps interfering, then you
will grow into a man with skeptical personality, you will reckon danger and
fear before every new Endeavour you make.
Relatives: Good Side
“Arun uncle’s son has just completed his MS from USA,” she told
my mom, looking at me from the corner of her eye, implying something that I was
too dumb to understand. “I also have his photo, handsome he is, you want to
see, Priya?” she said, smiling very mischievously at me.
Why would I want to see his
picture? Every family has that one aunty that plays cupid, or matchmaker or
whatever you wanna call her. Pammi aunty, let’s call her. They are very
proud, with an ego the size of Australia. If you reject the offer they bring,
you have to face their wrath. My mother, the God fearing, simple lady that she
is, asked for his photo.
The next day, as I was eating my
upma, my favourite evening snack after I came home from college, my mom placed
a photo on the dining table. When was the last time you saw a photo. I mean a
photo-photo, not a jpeg, but a hard copy.
The picture was of a boy wearing a
blue shirt and black pants standing in front of the bull (Wall Street, is it?)
“So, do you like him?” she asked.
Wednesday, 17 July 2013
Rise and Rise of Garbage Bin
Source: Google Images |
The
rise and tremendous success of Garbage bin is a classic example that
creativity, talent and hard work get what they actually deserve, sooner or
later! In this era of rat-race and cut-throat competition, you need to do
something out of the box to get recognition. The grand success of Garbage bin
also stamps the fact that ‘ART’ still holds a special place in this world. The
whole concept is a cock-tail of fantastic animation, innocent gags and great
execution.
Monday, 15 July 2013
Role of Relatives
The grandeur with which a Groom brings a Bride home is
comparable to none other. The whole clan takes both of them on such a high at
the mere aspect of a wedding that you somehow only visualise Your life into two
sections:
→Before Marriage
→After Marriage
The phases are both highlighted, ACCENTUATED and Boldly underlined. And also, Depending on WHO is giving out
this wisdom- The other side strike-through-ed!
Relatives in Wedding
Source: Google Images |
Relatives…. members of the family, maybe blood relative or as we
say dur ke rishtedar to most of us are annoying humans who poke, taunt,
criticize,nag and compare …. But they ought to be like that and are
important part of family when it comes to family functions, especially
weddings!
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