The Blessings I Got

Pick Up A Book

"Its food time, where in this world are you?", "you shouldn't make food wait for you, instead, you should wait for food" ,"please come into this world and spend some time with us","sweet heart..I am missing you", I am listening to these dialogues from my mother, grandparents and fiance .Ever since I bought these books,no hunger,no thirst, I don't feel like talking to anyone. I am literally isolated from this world. I think that is the power of a book. Friendship with books is the best thing that can happen in anyone's life.Books mold us in a positive way, give us new energy, aggravate our quest to know more and more of something, relieve us from boredom and make us a different being from those who haven't read a book in their life. Hence acquaint yourself with books and get the best out of them. The books that are currently on my shelf are- A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens Great Works of Rabindranath Tagore Great Wor...

A Note From An Alumnus

It has been almost four years since I passed out of my university, but even now I hold the same excitement to go there, just like I had a few years ago, when for the very first time I stepped into it. I was nervous then and now. While passing out from the university, I left a part of myself there and carried a huge part of it with me. In these four years nothing has changed regarding my relationship with my alma mater. Though I moved on, I still have the same respect and adoration for my university and the people there. I might be miles away from it, but I treasure the lessons and the days spent there. Its position is irreplaceable in my life. In fact, I can call it as another home of mine and the people there as the members of my extended family. To me, it is not less than a temple. It's a sacred space that vibrates with the energies of hundreds of students and teachers. Just like any other alumnus, I also love going back to my university and cherish those beautiful moment...

A Summer Evening With Joyful Beings

Image source: Google As the sun calmed down, reducing his intensity, we opened the doors and let ourselves out of the tightly closed, artificially cooled house, to breathe some natural air. Though the warmth in the air hasn't yet died and no leaf seemed to have life, my eyes fell on a scene that was so lively to watch and brought a cool wave of happiness to the mind. What could be more interesting on a summer evening than to watch children playing on the streets with cries of cheer and joy. I was bending over the wall of my balcony to see a group of ten boys, all aged below fifteen playing cricket. Now,this is the cricket played in Indian streets without rules, so ten boys would do the job of two teams. Again, out of the ten, eight were active players and two were silent spectators. They must be umpires. I got caught up in their play as it displayed exuberance and their pure hearts. The children knew no boundaries, hypocrisies, limitations, inequalities or fears. The group h...

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