Not Only ' We' Even ' I ' Can Make A Difference....

Can we make a difference or not????? Everyone thinks so as to what differences will I make if I vote, what difference will I make if I protest, what difference will my one voice make???? But we do forget that ‘’with drops of water become an ocean’’. Your one vote can make an illegible party lose, and make a deserving party win the election. Your voice to take a protest can make an innocent person get justice; your voice can act as life saver for people then why keep quiet and hide your feelings as you can save someone and as you save the whole country from.

We at times don’t realize but even half a thing can make a big difference in our life as adding extra pinch of salt or sugar changes the entire shape of the dish. One thing can get an entire change in your life let that be fuel price or vegetable or taking a protest to save girl child, things sound too psylosophical but are true as to how many us actually want to do something we all live with the attitude of ‘’ chalta hai’’ just because it doesn’t harm. May be today it doesn’t harm you but tomorrow it can be you who would fall prey to it.

Let’s all start up and try making a difference as you your one voice and save one and thousand of lives.

Walking Back The Days....

While ideally sitting today I went back the memory lane of my childhood when we enjoyed innocently when every act of ours was special in one or the other way. I recalled the days when going to school was the biggest punishment that one could give me sitting on my Tri Cycle with red face short hair fair skin blue dress and blue bag was me trying to convince my parents of letting me take leave . Every day was one or other reason with stomach ache or legs paining ;).But convincing parents is not easy so couldn’t I but made effort everyday but all were in vain. With red face watery eyes I used to finally stand in my dad scooter and ride to my school. Saturdays and Sundays were the best days of the week that time on Friday every one could see that happiness on my face because of holiday.. I feel something like this happens with everyone but could be it happened more with me.. You might think it’s exaggerated but all this is really true.
Those were the days when I used to stand on table and dance till fell tired. Evening were of great fun as me my brother and my father used to see who is the strongest and to prove that I am the strongest I used to climb the bed and you ‘’ see I ‘m the strongest ‘’ . I was less than half of what I ‘m today and my brother used to call me ‘’ makodi pehelvaan’’ .
That was real fun with me and my brother sitting in our two small cycles and trying to win over each other, though he was stronger and elder to me but still even he was a kid by then, kids are allowed to win always ;) .
Many such memories but fun were something like these , we grew up and now just have memories and matured fun which may be later in my life will sound funny to me.

With Wings To Fly Still We Cant....

You kill people you call that JIHAD.. how will committing a SIN be called jihad???You kill people you make children orphan, you make wives widow, you make old parents lose there support by killing there children and you call this JIHAD. Without blessings who will gives you Jihad sir?????? By all these SINS your ‘’negatives’’ points are being which according to me is not the solution for JIHAD . help people solve problems , love them that’s what is your ladder to your ‘’JIHAD’’, you create mess around , you create panic among people this all shows that you want to be the rulers of the world with every one in your hand. GOD never said us to commit these SINS…. Yes we do commit sins and why not but creating a sin by killing someone who is innocent I don’t think thats sin I guess its more than a sin and for such sinners hell is always well and why not they must suffer the most of their life so that they can realize the importance of life and the importance of them whom they had killed… with one community doing this the whole community is spoilt which becomes obvious for a common man to look up a person from such communities as a JIHADI..

People say no one is born so, yes why not who is born as a culprit but for killing someone also you must have heart of a culprit….

MY HEART GOES AWAYS WITH ALL THOSE WHO LOSE THEIR LIVES IN SUCH INCIDENCE BUT MY HEART DOENT GO WITH ‘’ suicide bombers’’..hope to live a sinner free life

Maira No. Kab Aayega....

Even after 60 yrs of Independence we want Independence in Expressing our views , in Living the way we want to , in doing what we want to…with democracy in our hands we still run for freedom that the birds enjoy… we r jealous of them so we prison them. Even today how many of us enjoy life the way we want it to , before doing one thing our heart talks thousands of time killing us and killing our desires. Today when I do something I think so many times what my society will say what my relatives will say but biggest point is I don’t think what I want what our heart desires about.. I wonder if I m living for myself or for others. We are living in society where expressing your views are considered no less than a SIN. I can’t speak what I can to myself in loneliness. Today we can neither stand up to raise voice for politically wrong things neither can we stand up for something which is ‘’unaccepted in society’’. Its we who have made the acceptable and unacceptable for us in this society.. Times have changed technology has changed from diaries we have come to blogs but our mentality is still the third grade one where societal rules are in abundance. Let it be educationally or in friendship we r still following those societal norms which we don’t want to forget.

Why even after so many years we are still in cage from which we all want to be free .. we want a life where expressing are feelings should be part of our democracy .. and we do want to enjoy that DEMOCRACY which are country proudly salutes to.