Most of us love to watch the parade and REPUBLIC DAY programmes on television.Wherever you go you will find every street,shop,house is being decorated with Indian flags.In every school you will find  teachers and children celebrating this historic day in full spirits.On every Republic Day an incredible show of main parade is being organized at Rajpath in our national capital New Delhi.The President of India hosts the Indian flag which is being followed by Parade and the splendid display of versatile culture of India.This is the day when we salute to our Amar Jawan and thank them for this life.We owe this day to them.We all opt for a job which fulfills our basic requirement.All of us dream of money,cars,bungalows but the Army officers take the job to serve India and protect us from any kind of attacks.

Besides them we must also take such cumbersome responsibility and work in the direction of development.We critize our politicians and their systems but how many of us have our voter id card after being 18.We should not left their selection on the mercy of other people’s vote.We ourselves relish being a mere puppet in the hands of buffoons,as we call them.The time is where a child learns to utter the 9 lettered word ‘terrorism’ first before the single lettered alphabets.Today most of us are so much occupied by our own requirements and thoughts that we hardly give heed to our country.Only 26 January and 15 August are not sufficient to serve our country.

We must work together by perfectly blending our Education and Wisdom as it will definitely produce positive outcome.Spread awareness about the animals and birds being getting extinct.Save the fertile land and trees which are being destroyed in the name of business or money.Help poor and needy, children in orphanages and gift a part of your education to those who are still untouched by the light of education.We all our aware of the new heights where India has reached.India has produced great scholars,poets,ministers,astronauts,entrepreneurs,engineers,actors and so many.Let us shape our India into the ‘India’ our martyrs dreamt of.

If anybody thinks that India is not Green I want them to board the train and take a look at this endless scenic beauty.As the train passed through a village green pastures,fields,farms could be seen.One could see various cultures of India.Their apparel and features spoke about their origin.I saw a group of kids who were running after the kites flying high in the sky.It reminded me how people have to migrate from their villages to the cities just to bring home the bacon.The sporadic rise in the price of basic commodities have forced them to earn and survive in the city full of temptations.These people are short of money and resources but they have learnt to live content life.They have family to survive with.They breathe non-polluted air which we don’t.Their main occupation is agriculture.But they live constantly under dark clouds of superstition and illiteracy.They are abide by the nature and its beauty.The children playing on the swings made on the trees were the delight of all.Even the birds and animals love to reside in the villages.The purity of river is preserved in the villages whereas in cities it is being treated like a dumping ground.

As I reached Madhya Pradesh it started raining.The rain droplets splashed on the window glass.I could not feel the rain but somehow I could sense it.I hardly had such opportunity before to feel the rain through a window.I was thoroughly enjoying myself.Alhough I was untouched by the rain yet it touched my heart.Children were splashing water and gyrating around the roads.Some were throwing off their umbrella to free rain from facing any hurdle in reaching them.Some were sipping hot coffee to enjoy the various moods of nature.It was like striking different chords on piano keys.I saw people enjoying sinfully delicious and mellow idli-wadas.Those who were drenched were on cloud 9 as this was the best way to enjoy the rain.They felt blessed.Some were humming songs as rain’s sound was providing them with the perfect beats in support.I felt like going out to enjoy myself in the rain.As the rain stopped it left small droplets on my window glass.In the similar way it blotted people’s mind which was being reflected in their smile.Rain truly makes us alive.As I reached south I found endless queue of coconut trees welcoming me with their serene look.Then I entered into a conversation with few people and waited for my destination.

I saw most of the young lads and kids of my neighbourhood on their terrace with their own kites.Some were having the competition among their friends group.One of the guy’s kite got stucked on a tree.But his skills and his cool composure unnerved his team mates who lost the hope of winning the game.In the meanwhile my mom brought a pepperoni pizza and diet coke for me.Now that was a perfect add on to my entertainment dose.I got impressed by that guy’s par excellence and the way he controlled over the situation.There are very few people in this world who keep their cool in baffling situations.

Then I noticed that each one flew their kite at some noticeable altitude from earth.They predicted as if they were the pilots of Airbus A380 struggling to provide a safe landing to their passengers.Some kids bought such a long thread as if they want to send their kites to God. Kites were being blended by those champs in various styles.Many environment lovers wrote the messages like ’SAVE ENVIRONMENT’,’GO GREEN’,’ while those who were being smitten with love wrote the name of their beloved on the kites.Many kids highlighted their wishes so much as if they wanted God to see and fulfil them at any cost.They were using kites as a means of communication.How beautiful it was!! Though it had barriers like birds,winds but still in their heart they kept the passion alive and gave new heights to their dreams.

They tried to match the height level of their kites with the level of their dreams.While I was sipping down the coke a girl of about 6 grabbed my eyeballs.She made the kite herself using various chartpapers and glaze papers and had applied stickers of various cartoon characters.There was a park in my neighbourhood,there I saw huge crowd of boys with their kites.Some were still going to buy kites on their bicycle.I have hardly seen such spellbinding show of colourful kites in the sky.

Thinking about your dreams or living up your dreams is something we love to do.We must dream and try to achieve it.Always be full of life only then you can live life.Never give up and learn from others.Give wings to your dreams through KITES.

Every year I have been waiting eagerly for the jingle bells, for Santa who comes on his sleigh singing jingle bells and spreading Christmas spirits everywhere.

When I was a kid I saw in some cartoon serial that if we will write our wishes in a letter to Santa and keep it under our pillow on 24^th December’s night then Santa comes on the Christmas night and fulfils all our wishes.Following the same I wrote a letter to Santa on 24 December.I kept it under my pillow and slept.Next morning as I woke up I saw few gifts lying on my bed.I started unwrapping all of them in haste and found the same kind of Barbie dolls,dresses,tedy as I mentioned in my letter to Santa.I got stupefied and straight away ran towards my Mom and Dad to share my cumbersome joy.Both of them first smiled looking at each other and then they celebrated with me in the same spirits.Now I realized the reason of their smile as that Santa was my Dad who saw me writing the letter to Santa that night.Someone has truly stated that “Ignorance is bliss.”

Christmas is being celebrated all over the world in a grand way.It is mainly a festival of Christians but it is being celebrated by Hindus,Muslims,etc as well.We decorate Christmas tree with lights,gifts and decorations.We go to church and ask for blessings.Just after the Christmas we have New Year hence Christmas comes blowing the trumpet of double celebration.

Every kid loves that white beard man who brings gifts of joy to everyone.This 5 letter word takes every kid to the dream world.Some people say that on 24 Dec’s night Santa peeps inside everyone’s house to know what people wanted and grant their wishes on 25^th.Santa can be called as the messenger of God as he fulfils all our wishes in the same way as God do.I still believe that there is a Santa among us.It may be in the form of human as our parents,friends or in some form of spirit who fulfils our every small wishes every now and then.We can also be a Santa to others by bringing smile on their face.Hope your Santa fulfils all your wishes this Christmas..

2.When you cant judge yourself even after looking at yourself in mirror number of times, how can you judge Me in few glimpses.

3.Its not that people are conservative,the fact is they cannot separate the memories attached with that tradition.

4.Its TIME which suppresses the child of inside us and adding to it we suppress the human of inside us.

5.Its easy to hide your thoughts from someone but its very difficult to hide your feelings.

6.My Life was in my hands but suddenly you left my hand and it smashed into pieces.

(More to come..)

        Whenever I take the pen and page for writing something fresh I feel like I am a photographer whose work is to capture another magnificient image of nature.Take an example of writing and painting,writing is as similar as painting,everytime a painter picturesque his imagination. That innovation comes from his heart. He understands colours root and branch.A writer wears his heart on his sleeve just as a painter.Even if you have not converse with the artist ever,you can understand him very well from his paintings or writings.Many people might disguise themselves but a true artist never hides his true colours from the world.

A  Lover might present his heart to his beloved expecting love in return but an artist gifts his heart expecting only appreciation from his viewers.Paintings and writings are another most beautiful forms of  nature.Artists are not extraordinary since birth but they belong to special categories of human beings who have not masked their imagination to perceive and understand the world as well as express its’ beauty in the way it deserves. Every artist has a theme on which he presents his art.

Whether you are an introvert or extrovert it makes no sense.An introvert also expresses his feelings in the same way. A lover becomes ‘Shayar’ not because he suddenly realized his inherent poetic talent but he perceived the beauty which he never saw before.For example,when someone ask you to speak about a person whom you like you give them innumerable details because you love talking about that person but if you are being asked about a person you don’t like then you might fell short of speech.

God has been the most incredible artist who created this beautiful world.An artist is not someone who draws or write something but one who possesses the power to perceive the positives and beauty in everything.A pen or a brush are the medium of one’s expression.They give wings to our imagination.It differs from person to person how one perceives a particular thing.For example,if you are being trapped in a traffic you might notice the cacophony whereas other person might notice a kid sitting behind his father on a bike and holding him in fear of falling down.

When it comes to Art our coutry India has always been the leader.India’s every state has its own art and culture.India has produced various artists.According to me a true artist is one who does not hide his feelings and gives expressions to his thoughts.

         It is about 3 months ago I visited a book store in my city Allahabad with my friend Deeksha.I scanned through the titles of the books kept in separate shelves according to their themes like Friction,Indian Writers,etc. Suddenly my eyeballs halted at the book naming “The Steve Jobs way” by Jay Elliot. It was being kept in the new edition column.My knowledge about Steve Jobs was limited upto that he is the owner of ‘Apple’.As I turned over the leaves of the book each word spoke about the passion and determination he had for his work.I was not aware a bit that whose life’s pages I was turning over was about to end very soon.Here I am not going to talk about his life story(you can Google that) but I will give you a lively description about how his life changed each generation’s life.

Steve Jobs full name was ‘Steven Paul Jobs’.He was born on February 24, 1955 in San Francisco.He was being  adopted by the family of Paul Jobs and Clara Jobs.In 1976, Jobs, Steve Woznaik and Ronald Wayne founded Apple.His passion for the products not only changed the tech world but also changed common man’s passions.For him Music was a manna for the soul.His love for music and a will to carry the music wherever he goes gifted us with ‘ipod’ and ‘itunes’.Its always a bliss losing oneself in the varied music of ipod.Today whenever Jobs come up with new products everyone visit their nearest tech shop to explore the products.The most sensational product he invented was ‘Macintosh’ personal computers.If we are able to use mouse today it is just because he thought an alternative of using the cursor with mouse instead of keyboard.He made iMac G3 especially for the average people.iMac G3 had transparent covering and Jobs was even very much keen about its inner parts’ look and color.

He was dropped out of college after studying about a semester in Reed college,Portland.He even went to India not for a tour but as a Buddhist monk because he wanted to spend his life in a Buddhist temple. He not only created products but also breathed life into each one of them.This is something which makes him extraordinary and stand apart  from the crowd.His innovation and brilliance is ineffable.His sumptuous products have always been user oriented.He was always against the user’s manual.He loved simplicity and convenience which you can feel it in his products.Every successful product propelled him towards more innovation and exploration.

The doors to Apple were being slammed on his face by his colleagues.But this cut no ice.It abeted him to start his journey from the very beginning and he founded NEXT in 1985.On the other hand shares and stocks of Apple plummeted.This proved the importance of Steve Jobs and he returned to Apple after 10 years.His innovative inventions persuaded other entrepreneurs to work in the direction of simplicity.The heavy ,uncosy phones led him to discover sleek,racy,single buttoned,slim,tranquil and light ‘iphones’.He wanted to have a phone which can operate on single button.He realized the capacity and ability of hands.He was always burning with ideas. It  is because of him that today we relish the touch screens ‘ipad’.He left no stone unturned in pacifying our needs.

In August 2011, Jobs resigned as CEO of Apple, but remained as chairman of the company’s board.He was suffering from pancreatic cancer.He gave the reins to Tom Crook.He died peacefully on 5 October,2011 at the age of 56.The whole world mourned on losing such a great visionary. “For those of us lucky enough to get to work with him,it’s been an insanely great honour,”said Microsoft’s Bill Gates. These were the words of Jobs- ” Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose”. All I can say is that each one of his products personify his passion,determination,insanity for the products. Although you are physically absent but you will always be inspiring others to think and work like you through your works. We all needed more of you Jobs,may your soul rest in peace.

Anna Hazare,an ordinary 74 year old man,clad in white with Gandhi topi on his head and spectacles on his old eyes which is still young in its vision.74 is such a tender age in which a common old man needs a special care. It is the age in which a person enjoys the love and affection of his children and grandchildren.But this old man gave rise to such a huge campaign which created almost a turmoil in the whole country.People have never come together in such a large number before.He raised his voice against a common problem like corruption which has made each one of us its victim.Anna gained attention not because he bought people to help him in his campain but he made people realize the powers and ability they possess.Celebrating the independence day and republic day was not enough to serve the nation,he told them that the time has come to do something serious.Everyone possesses the courage and enthusiasm but some masked it while some made it dormant.

Laloo Prasad Yadav lampooned Anna in parliament but rather he should have spend that time in learning something from Anna.During elections these ministers launch campaigns and spend money lavishly which we pay in the form of taxes.They advertise their party and themselves.Some even buy people’s votes and there’s a lot more story which cannot be told here.Whereas Anna neither advertised himself nor did he possess any political party but like a Sun he shined whose rays and warmth reached each one of us.This warmth made us realize our duties and encouraged us to be a part of such a historical movement.Anna stood alone to fulfill our demands expecting nothing in return but people showered him with their support and this is how Anna became cynosure of everyone’s eyes.

Look at the pace of government who kept Anna on 12 days fast to accept his demands.I have never learnt to count,be it on the Abacus or the Calculator ,looks like the government hasn’t changed a bit when it comes to getting work done on time,be it in the past or present.For example,the terrorist Kasab who did not even thought for a second before taking lives of several innocent people in Mumbai’s bomb blast is being treated as a Royal prince because government is still thinking whether to hang him or grant him life imprisonment.It gave pensive sadness to those who lost their husband,wife,children or relatives in that brazen attack of terrorists.It especially hurted those whose husband or relatives sacrificed their lives in saving common people from their claws.

Anna chose the path of non-violence.During this movement everyone wore white caps with slogan written “Mai Anna hoon” .They did not wore it for the pomp and show but whenever they wore it a voice came from their heart which said,”Each one of us have a Anna inside us who possess the zeal and vigour to fight against any wrong done”.Gems of this movement were Arvind Kejriwal and Kiran Bedi who extended their constant support towards Anna.They were being criticized by many buffoons but at that time nothing could distract them from their duties.Once again Gandhian principles have proved their worth and once again people are proved to be above all.The still have the power to live their life in the way they want.People felt blessed to be a part of such a movement.Though government accepted Anna’s demands yet they are delaying in passing the jan lokpal draft.Government has again challenged Anna and his team.They think that people are just the mere puppets in the hands of government but they dbid not know that they are underestimating the strength of common people.Due to this Anna has taken the decision to go for a campaign in Lucknow and he will also go for a tour to different cities in india where he will tell the people not to vote for congress party’s candidates.I think government is expecting  another movement by Anna and his team.

Anna’s past itself speaks about his passion to work for his country.Only the number of his age is changing not the strength and will to work in the direction of india’s development.I think very soon we will get to see lot more of Anna as the coal is turning hot.So people get ready with your white caps and candles as very shortly Anna will be needing us:-)

It was in the month of july I was in Bengaluru enjoying my vacations.As I got over from my computer classes I started for my home.That day due to some work my brother could not come from his office to drop me at home,so he called and suggested me to hire the auto. As I kept the cellphone in the pocket of my jeans monsoon winds caught my attention.The clouds were dominating over the sky with fast pace which were giving the signs of the arrival of rain.This weather  encouraged my  foot to explore some friction of the ground and so following  the newton’s third law-“TO EVERY ACTION THERE IS EQUAL  AND OPPOSITE REACTION”  my foot went on the roads of bengaluru.

There was a cut-throat competition wherever I looked.The swanky cars,bikes,buses,auto were trying to overtake each other in order to reach their destinations.Some had to go nearby,some had to cover long distances  but each one moved on with such a equal pace and determination that you cannot predict how far they had to go.Whether  it was a man of 35 or a young college girl of 19,age wasn’t a factor.Pedestrians also moved on jostling and pushing eachother  like an athlete.As I halted for the traffic light to go green I thought ,”Do we apply the same principles in our personal and professional life?”

As I crossed the road with the signal turning  green a vegetable vendor caught my attention.He was an old man,lean and thin with the wrinkles on his face giving a look of a curtain covering half part of the window.He greeted each one of his customers with a smile and “Thank you” accompanied by a little nod.He was a poor man who was struggling on the roads of metro city like Bengaluru to meet his daily needs.Suddenly his wife came outside from the shop with some vegetables in her  hand. She gave those to a customer with the same gratitude his husband showed.She had ‘pit’ like dimples which grew dominant whenever she smiled.I called them ‘pit like’ because whenever she smiled while owing her service to her customers  she captured their affection in return inside her dimples.Oh wonder! I thought! I would have missed such moments if I would have taken a auto.

Moving further I halted to rejuvenate myself with a coconut water.I realized that its not only the people who walk on the roads but it’s road which gains life and momentum because of people on it and walk with them. Who says that life cannot be seen on the roads,it can be found at every nook and cranny of it.Then I noticed a park in front of the coconut shop.hhmm .PARK, I thought… A Park  is an epitome of recreation,health,meetings,swings,children’ laughter,love,greenery,purity,serenity,botanical gardens,ponds,lake,etc. They  are being constructed on the roadsides which act as a reminder to the people so that they might take a short pause from their mundane life and enjoy in the bounty of nature with their family or sometimes alone.Inside that park  I saw a man who was making two of his monkeys  dance on the beats of his drum.Slowly they started grabbing eyeballs of many kids,youngsters  and their parents who crowded that area within a short span of time .Everyone uplifted their efforts with the series of applauds and laughter.

Then as I moved further I noticed a lady taking her children back from their school to home,people singing holy songs inside a temple,kids learning to exercise in their school.I noticed a young couple holding each other’s hand.Love is a beautiful feeling,isn’t it?Then I moved on with the speed as it started drizzling.Within few minutes I reached home wearing a smile on my face.I felt blessed and thanked God for this beautiful life.As my mom opened the door she played a prank on me saying,”Why are you late?Do you met someone?” I said ,”Yes,I met life.”  and went into sweet slumber.