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Saturday 30 June 2012

                           In our world we want happiness, peace and freedom in order to live a life which we always dream about. And we all know that the government is constituted as the apex body to sustain our aspirations. But, the consequences of the happenings in daily life give a clear picture of the government’s initiatives going to gutter. This is when the top guns of the ruling parties decide- “Why to do, if the outcome of doing is more severe than not doing.” Apathy is what they bring in as their game plan. You see, to them politics is all about game plans; a GAME that needs a PLAN. Life is less likely a game.

Friday 29 June 2012
                      I stood at the the side of a thoroughfare, like a drifter with nothing but the noise of the honking vehicles filling my empty head. The leaves of a low swinging branch of a beech were hitting me across the face. I could not twist and turn. I simply went on standing there motionless with nature playing its role every now and then in her own insidious yet triumphant way! Days and nights came and went. And I stood there with my sole intention of illuminating the darkened passage n letting light be with the people.
Wednesday 27 June 2012
“World is a fine place, worth fighting for”
                           Ernest Hemingway said it, I don’t want to plagiarize.  All beings are outcome of the nature. Proven that, we, the beings, want to live or you may say survive for a considerable period of time, for good. No matter how hard we try Darwin’s theory of SURVIVAL always kicks in between our lives. Dropping the case of the lesser mortals (animal kingdom), us, humans have a ‘survival fight’ that is more tactical and time-taking. Decisions in those wars are not fatal physically; yet, it tends to affect the emotions (which is a slippery slope).
Sunday 24 June 2012

                             I was strolling down the street on that fine morning and the air smelled refreshingly sweet after last night’s drizzle. The street was filled with rain water, a typical monsoon scene, and I had to jump over a puddle every two steps. I was too busy trying to avoid getting mud on my dress that I didn’t notice him when he called behind me.