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Grand Salute to the Grandmaster

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#Blog post 33 काश मेरी ज़िंदगी में सरहद की शाम आए काश मेरी ज़िंदगी वतन के काम आए ना ख़ौफ़ है मौत का और ना आरज़ू है जन्नत की मगर जब कभी ज़िक्र हो शहीदों का काश मेरा भी नाम आए, काश मेरा भी नाम आए जब कोई पूछे मेरे बारे में, तो मेरी ये पहचान लिख देना उठाना मेरा कमांडो डैगर और छाती पे हिंदुस्तान लिख देना कोई पूछे पागल था वो कौन ? तो भगत सिंह क्रांतिकररिओं का चेला और इंकलाब का गुलाम लिख देना और बचा हो जो जिस्म में लहू मेरे निकाल लाओ उसे फेकना ज़मीन पे और "माँ तुझे सलाम लिख देना" । यही परिचय है था और रहेगा । We may have different wings and different subjects but we belong to one college and that college is " भारत" ना हिंदुओं से ना मुसलमानो से इस मुल्क को तकलीफ है गद्दारों और बेईमानो से । जिन्हें हम हार समझ बैठे थे, गला अपना सजाने को वही अब नाग बन बैठे हमहि को काट खाने को ।

रात होते ही आप खो जाते हैं और सूरज ढलते ही वो तैनात हो जाते हैं ।।

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#BlogPost32 The song "मेरा रंग दे बसंती चोला" was being played at the rehearsal of 15'th August at a school. Every time this song was being played a boy stood up and remained standing until the song ended. Puzzled by his activity a teacher came upto him and asked why are you doing such drama , 15'th August is still a week to go. The answer given by the student left the teacher in silence. You know what he said ? He said people keep standing in jagraata and Aarti sung at the temple, to me this song is Aarti and this country my temple so how can I sit and hear this song. People it's time to bring a change in the society, how long are we going to just morn over a soldiers death and then forget him. A soldier is not only the person standing on the border a soldier in my view are all those who strive to see a country progress and do give their honest service in whatever and wherever they can. If we can fight with the devil inside us we can definitely unite our co

Once again the heart defeats the mind !

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#Blogpost 31 Will everything be ok? Asked the mind Hmmmm Whispered the heart. The sound of the wind bells, compelled him to think of the time he always tried to avoid. He went on his knees asking "Will you be my penguin for lifetime?" The blink of an eye said the rest.

ये बात मेरी समझ से परे है, की मरी भूख का अंत होगा या लोगों की अनंत ख्वाइशों का!!

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#BlogPost30 "लोग आपकी मज़बूरी समझते है,तभी तो आपका फायदा उठाते है  कहते हुए उसने उन रुपयों को ले लिया!!" कहते हैं दान ऐसा करो की अगर दाएं हाथ से करो तो बाएं को पता ना लगे पर लोग तो भिखचूख को भी दान ज़माना को दिखा कर करते हैं । ये हम कहाँ आ गए हैं, ज़रा सोंचिये की जब यहाँ से जाएंगे तो क्या लेकर जाएंगे, कुछ भी तो नहीं फिर किस बात की है इतनी अँकड़ । याद रखना अगर अखबार की सुरकियों बनने का शौख रखते हो तो एक दिन वही अखबार रद्दी के भाव भी बिकेंगे। कभी कभी तो दुनिया की नजरें,इंसान की खुशियाँ भी खा जाती है !! आज सिर्फ यही जाना हमने की इतनी जल्दी दुनिया की कोई चीज नहीं बदलती, जितनी जल्दी इंसान की नियत और नजरें बदल जाती है !! शुक्रिया मोहित भाई । ☺

Forget the mistakes but never forget the scars you received from them

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#BlogPost-29 He said he has moved on. Every evening he used to scroll through his WhatsApp contact list to see her last seen. People that are meant to be together always find each other in the end. The end turning into a new beginning. Don’t look outside of yourself to find happiness. If you are banking on it with some notion that you are going to find it in a relationship you are in for a big disappointment. Become your own best friend. This has happened with every individual. We all are humans and we do get surrounded by these type of emotions at some point of time but one day we all will realize that we still love that person just as much as we had when we first met them. Remember oneday when that person is back in your life you will fall in love all over again. Ask and it will be given to you. Knock and the door will be open for you. Seek and you will find it. I am talking about the real you, the person is you yourself . Just pray and never give up. Do what is right and keep

Life's Falling Values

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#BlogPost-28 They claimed that the Chinese products were cheap and best for the short time use. Everybody could afford  to 'indulge'. On the other hand a heartbroken mother kept crying and saying " they killed my son who was protecting the nation and you still feel those products are worth using ?" A grieving mother implores  us all if a life of a person who's martyred  on national duty is even cheaper than the Chinese products..?? What answer do we have..other than stunned answer..??

**fOrEveR**

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#BlogPost-27 “Do you know what remains forever?” He didn’t seem to have listened to his mom she thought. She turned her back started moving . He hugged her tight and dipped his face in his mother's lap. “Love.” He whispered in her ear. **** “She kept quiet for a while.” She seemed to be not so satisfied with the answer and was caressing his hair. “Do you know what remains forever?” It was he who asked this time. She looked at me, smiling. I was looking deep in her eyes and she in mine. “Memories", she said.

JNU shames the country

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#BlogPost-26 Sir please sir, sorry sir, Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh Have mercy on me... By this time you must have come to know that something is not right ... Yes a boy was being brutally beaten just because he laughed while the annual day practice was going on the stage and the students were singing in choir "Saray Jahan Say Accha Hindustan Humara" and this fellow wasn't able to hold back his laughter. He was beaten until the cane broke on his back and then was finally asked what made him laugh, nearly bleeding through his mouth he said " In a country where a Prime Minister's effigy is burnt as Ravana, how can I recite " Saray Jahan Say Accha Hindustan Humara". The boy was barely able to speak and fainted and fell on to the ground. The teacher stood with his head held down and there was stun silence in the hall.

Who really should be burnt ?

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#BlogPost-25 The whole country was celebrating Vijay Dashmi and watching Ravan being burnt and in one part of the world a girl was begging to be spared from a psycho who was getting on her and killing her each moment. Time to think how should we burn the Ravan inside us. He never even touched "Sita maa" and still he is being burnt every year and what about the socialevil breaking every woman's inner strength in the country. Do pay attention to this topic which might at some point of time pose many questions to us in future... 

They maKe uS rEaLize thAt lOVe doEs eXist foReveR

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#BlogPost-24 Why are you smiling grandpaa, asked the anxious grandson when he saw him turning the yellow pages of a diary with pictures and lots of scribbled lines .           There was a smile on his face when he read " I will love you now and forever". They were celebrating their 50'th marriage anniversary the same evening. They proved their forever wasn't to last for a day, week, month or year, it was meant to last for a lifetime.

FoLLoW yoUR paSSioN

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#BlogPost-23 You are going to have a bright career as an engineer, don't think of any other career options stressed the 15 year old boys dad.                                                          He stressed on the phrase :- "पढोगे लिखोगे बनोगे नवाब , खेलोगे कूदोगे बनोगे ख़राब".                His son's eyes were glued to the cover page of "The Times" magazine glazing at the poster of Sachin Tendulkar.

LiFE:- REeL oR rEal ?

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#BlogPost-22 How many friends do you have on Facebook ?                                                      503 he said flaunting his Facebook to his friend...                                                         How many do you have in real life ?  Stun silence in the room said the rest of the story. Today people have forgotten the meaning of life. Number of likes , on their profile pictures is more important than the number of likes they are able to achieve in the real society. People are receiving calls from unknown numbers but don't even care to ring back thier mom even after seeing 5 missed calls being flashed on their phone. "Where are we heading towards?"

सपना:- A DrEaM

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#BlogPost-21 People often dream big but aren't able to convert them into reality. Well there are a lot of reasons behind the failure of implementation from dreams to reality. Fear of failure , fear of success: what if they succeed and aren't able to handle it, fear of humiliation, fear of being mocked by the society and so on. So on the whole our fears are bigger than our dreams and that's the sole reason why our dreams remain just dreams. Great men have said that dreams do come true if you have the power n will to pursue them and to remind you that success never comes easy, you have to pay for everything in this world. So I have a solution to your problem. Never stop dreaming and dream big so that you never get tired of working. Follow the formula of  IVR. First IDEALISE the dream you have set for yourself, start working on it, make all the necessary plans , adjustments in your daily life you can so that you can somehow get closer to your dreams. Choose

Irony Of Life

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#BlogPost-20 He demanded a new set of video games this Diwali...                                                        Complaining that the previous one is outdated. Outside his house a young boy felt he had all the happiness of the world when he found a soiled teddy bear lying lifelessly.

Salute

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#BlogPost-19 Just a story to make every Indian feel what a soldier is made up of... Maa:- Beta nashta to karte Jaa.. Beta:- Maa bas abhi aya dushman ghar k anadar aanay ki koshish kar rahey hain, unhe bhagaa k aata hoon fir saath baith kar k khayengay... And he never returned back ... Nitin Kumar  Sir my words don't speak of your bravery it's an untold story of an unsung hero of the country who gave up his life just to protect a country whose people are busy fighting in between themselves. Grand Salute to you and all the brave hearts of Indian defence. Keep up the good work

Lost Childhood

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#BlogPost-18​ She Opened her eyes in hope of new morning only to realise that she was pushed into another dark night. Drugs injected in her veins and the pale colour of her skin described the rest of the story.

The answer to the eager question often asked by the readers...

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​ #BlogPost-17 What prompts you to write, how do u manage to think so deeply? Sheel Sindhu The question I am encountered with so many times and for my loving friends and my well-wishers who support me with altruism, this write-up is for them. “How do you write?”, you ask. “I observe “, I replied. I watch the life in trees, their laughter when they swing in the air, their sorrows when they are about to perish and try to figure out the dialogue of the collapsing leaves. You see the yellow leaves I hear the allusion in their sibilance. You view the flight of a butterfly and I count the colours on its wings, you chase it and I sit backand watch it dancing in the sky. The kids playing in the field, you watch the black n blue mark on their bodies and their toiled clothes I watch the broad smiles on their face and a thousands of dreams which they anticipate to come true someday. That teenage girl sobbing in the corner of the library. You see her tears I see a thousand wor

​Should we really bother on : *They said*

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#BlogPost-16 She played badminton and was just unbeatable, 'she's trying to come at equal level with boys' they said . Even after daily fights in the family and tensed situation in his family he passed with 87% in boards, 'he could have scored much more' they said. She wore sleeveless top and shorts to go on the streets, the sun was beating down on the lives. 'The girl has gone shameless' they said. He was crazy for sports than he was for studies, 'their son has no future' they said. Her parents sent her to study abroad, 'how did you manage to spend so much on a daughter's education' they said. He worked hard day n night to get admission in a university , 'the university was private' they said. She couldn't give conceive a baby due to her critical medical conditions, 'such women are a disgrace to the society' they said. He got a job over his sincere hard work and skilled efforts, 'the salary p

Follow your passion

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#BlogPost-15 *Why I Write?* People often wonder, awestruck at how do writers manage so much time to write incredible stuff, from where do they get the ideas to pen down everyday? They themselves don't even find the time to relax and look at these insane pen-holders, 24/7 doing the same thing. Even this thinking is circulated about those people who are not professional writers but just write because of their love for writing. Well to me writing is not my daily duty , I write because I love to express myself in the form of beautiful words on the paper... It's said if we do something with passion we never feel it as a duty or a burden so is my writing, not at all professional writer n i don't consider myself amongst the best but still I write, because I love to... I cannot just murder my passion just because society thinks it's a waste of time. So to those people who blame me for being an absolute waste of time and crazy about my relation with words, I just want t

हैप्पी फादर्स डे

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#BlogPost-14 जिनके कंधो पर दुनिया घूमा हुँ, हर खुशियों को चूमा हुँ, प्यात हमसे खूब करते फिर चाहे कुछ ना कह पाते बिन बोले ही समझ जाते क्यों हैं हम गुमसुम बैठे मुश्किल की हर घडी में खड़ा उनको पहले पाया छोटी सी ऊँगली पकड़कर चलना उन्होंने हमें सिखलाया जीवन की हर उलझन को अपने अनुभव से सुलझाना सिखाया हर उलझन को उन्होंने अपना दुःख समझ कर सुलझाया जिसने मेरी खुशियों के लिए , अपने सपने त्याग दिए गलत राह पकड़ने पर, सही राह हमें दिखलाया, जिसने मेरी खुशियों के लिए, अपना सर्वस्व लूटा डाला, मुसीबतो से निकालने के लिए , जमीन आसमान एक कर डाला, दूर रहकर भी नूर हमपर बरसाया एक छोटी सी आहट से साया मेरा पहचाना मेरी हर सिसकियों में आँखों को अपनी भिगोया आशीर्वाद उनका हमने हमेशा पाया असमंजस के पलों में विशवास हमपर जताया उस विशवास को हमने अपना आत्मविश्वास बनाया ऐसे पिता के प्यार से बड़ा कोई प्यार ना पाया क्यों आज इन् शब्दों को लिखते लिखते मुझे मेरा बच्चपन याद आ गया फिर से कन्धों पर बैठ कर दुनिया देखने का मन कर गया । आप हैं तो हुमारी पहचान है आपकी पहचान है तो हम हैं ।

माँ 😘😍😆

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#BlogPost-13 तुझसा  ना कोई दूजा तू ही है मेरी पूजा तू ही है मेरी आँखों की ज्योति मैं तेरे आँखों का मोती शब्द नहीं माँ कैसी होती माँ तो माँ जैसी होती तू जो आँखों से ओझल होती आँखें ढूंढती और रोती आँखों में तू स्वर्ग सांझोति नींद में जागती सोती जीवन की ये डगरिया पार हुई थाम कर माँ की उँगलियाँ माँ की भक्ति में बसे चारों धाम तन मन में बसा है जो उसी का नाम तुझ बिन न और कोई दूजा तू ही है मेरी पूजा ।।

Don't Be Judgemental Unecessarily

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#BlogPost-12 Nothing in the world is wrong, even a stopped clock is right twice a day, so don't ever judge anyone to be wrong, because we all are unaware of the problems others are facing in their lives. You might be right but you can't  prove someone completely  wrong, the things they do  the steps they take may be due to unfavorable  situations. The only thing we can do is spread love and try to understand the people we meet because every moment is a new learning experience. So all I wanna sum up with is never judge anyone to be wrong until you have known their whole story. Remember these small things make a big difference  in our lives so be careful. Everyone is right in their own ways so never... 

Thought Provoking Stories

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#BlogPost-11 He tore the love letter written for her & opened his text book to study . because Last night he saw his mother's soft foot were dry & cracked . But His feet were covered by branded shoe . . . Her soft hands✋ became so rough & hard . But His wrist was shining with costly watch . . Her beautiful face was dull , the saree she wearing was torn . But His new costly shirt made him look like hero . . . Her heart melting smile was missing . But He was laughing at a joke on What's app seeing his new branded mobile . . When she went to sleep , she couldn't sleep & she used cry because of pain . But He couldn't sleep because he was busy in chatting . He realized the sacrifice of his mother for him . He didn't quit loving , he decided to love the right women in his life . This is the story of majority of the teenagers , whether it's a boy or girl, they fail to understand what their parents expect from them a

Through The Eyes Of A Child

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#BlogPost-10 A sweet soul and winner of hearts she is, At every instant she is there to please I have no words but a heart full of emotions, She stands tall in the weirdest condition Superb she is with her excellent ideas She guides me in all the areas She pop's in my mind's eyes when I am angry And delights me with her dishes when I am hungry, With her beautiful eyes and sweet smile She hides all her sorrows and blushes off in style She teaches me to lend a hand to others And if someone hurts never to bother She reads my heart through her eyes And asks me to keep calm and be wise She is the source of my enlightenment And stands by my side in times of disappointment As calm as the sea she is the source of my happiness In her absence I am haunted by her emptiness And my reason for living is only she She keeps me safe and yet so free Her inner beauty is so fair A quality which is found to be rare For her my love is incomparable Which might not be  recog

Teenage Crush

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#BlogPost-09 God pen down our life with the secret ink of destiny. We can’t fight; we can’t run away, we just have to accept it today or some other day. The mild icy breeze was kissing me softly while the moon shining in the sky to its brightest, its dazzling rays entered the bedroom through the open French window. I was busy chasing my princess in my dreamland, when an unwanted touch wobbled me. I could see my princess on the carriage with the white horse escorting it. I tried to jog towards her, when I heard a whisper titillating my ear, a whisper which was enough for me to get back into the real cruel world where no such princess existed. Sid get up please, I need to talk to you ,Raghav whispered again, as he shook me as wild as he can. Raghu have you seen the time, its two past twelve am, what’s wrong? I said, as I got up brushing my red eyes filled with sleep, to get myself awake. I need to talk I can’t sleep, Raghav spoke gently. I supported my head on the bolster and me

FRIENDSHIP: You are my life I am your love

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#BlogPost-08 When I look back at the first day we met We were too shy and it's hard to forget It's funny to think back at that time As I never thought you would be mine They say that true friendship is rare And one gets after many prayers Genuine friendship is something that I cherish I am so lucky that it still exists Our bond is so special We have something irreplaceable Unique in its own way I love you more than words can say. We've been through so many events I will never forget all those moments In so little time we've shared that you've shown me how much you cared. Friends are forever In times ahead there is much more to discover Especially the bond that you and I possess Somehow you never fail to impress A special bond I share with you So beautiful just like morning dew You have made my world a better place An identity hard to replace You are always there for me Even if you are not free When my spirits need a little lift

Move on, there's no looking back !

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#Blogpost-07 It's a great joy when leave behind your past, the people whom you thought to be inseparable from your life are not even bothered to ask you how you are ... Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go. There’s a victory in letting go of your expectations. To design the future effectively, you must first let go of your past. The creative process is a process of surrender, not control. If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly those moments. The greatness of a man’s power is the measure of his surrender. Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny. Some people believe holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it. You must learn to let go. Release the stress. One thing I’ve learned about life is that if you really l

Self Realization !

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#BlogPost-06 After a series of bad incidents in the past I realized that I should be the person that i was created to be, walk away and don’t look back, keep my light shining. Start with the positive list of the people I have to work it out with. If its still hurtful I have to change my focus to someone who helps me be strong. I don’t have time for part time friendships/relationships. If people want to be in my life they will take out time for me and not keep on using excuses of being too busy. A day would come when the person will pass on, and go on to grieve and say, “I should have, would’ve could’ve.” I am gonna  live with no regrets. If people don’t want to be in my life, i would gladly let them go. Bless them and wish them well. Not everyone I think is supposed to be my good friend, after a while the mask does fall down. So all I learnt is "Live With No Regrets In Life..." People will come and people will go only those who come without any reason and stay there fo