Passing The Buck – Our Favourite Game!

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What is the national game of our nation?  It’s not hockey or cricket.  But “Passing The Buck“.  We enjoy it to the core as there’s no referee in this game other than our conscience which we seldom refer to.

Since the day when our country has attained the status of an independent nation we have gained the expertise in the aforesaid game.  The lightening speed with which we point out fingers starting from neighbors to authorities to government is unmistakable.

Be it the safety of women in the country, the corruption levels, the lack of cleanliness, hay-wire situation of law and order – name it and we have a standard reaction “This government is ineffective”, ” This government failed to deliver on its promises”, “Nothing changes in this country“.   We are in continuous habit of whining but not even once we are ready to…

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Slowly And Steadily Change Has Set In

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As parents of an autistic kid the struggle to find a place in schools apt and catering to the special needs is equally hard as accepting the fact that autism is going to be a part of their lives.  I can say this with utmost conviction because I am a parent to an autistic kid.

Source: GoogleAutism-brain-lead

Life never remains same once parents learn that their kids differ from others or let’s put it this way : their kids have different needs which are labelled as “Special Needs”.  And I am among many such parents whose purpose of life after the diagnosis is to make constant efforts in a bid to make this world a better place for their kid, acceptable to and fro (world to kid, kid to world).

The first worry that struck me instantly was to find a place in school with a staff efficient…

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Women Empowerment – What I Think

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I am very confused and unsure about what shall I write today.  Especially with a heavy weight term that I have used in the title I am searching for the right words to present my views to the T.  Trust me it’s not easy with a sensitive issue like this.  I just hope not to enrage tempers, rest is manageable 😉.  Forgive me if I am wrong somewhere.

Well this issue of “Women Empowerment” reminds of a certain advertisement endorsed by one of the leading actress of current times, below is the link, have a look:

Do share your views after you are done with this video in the comment section, I would be waiting.

When I saw this video I found it pretty shallow, out of sync at many places.  To cut it short I would say that I agree to disagree with it.  Because I believe…

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Deeper

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Deeper the love, painful the separation would be.

Deeper the trust, fatal the betrayal would be.

Deeper the roots, stronger the tree would be.

Deeper the wound, longer the healing would be.

Deeper the knowledge, calmer the person would be.

Deeper the enmity, ferocious the end would be.

Deeper the sleep, blissful the life would be.

Deeper the addiction, difficult the solution would be.

Deeper the faith, greater the Patience would be.

We need to decide carefully what we are indulging into, because once we reach depth, coming back to surface won’t be easy even if we want to.

Source: Depth

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Frail hand that held me

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Note*  work of fiction

From the diary of a murderer :

I was there killing people, seeking pleasure in their cries.  I could see my reflection in the pool of blood.  There was chaos everywhere.  Nothing moved me because I already have died from within.

I was also hurt physically in this carnage, was wandering in streets with a bleeding hand and it was then that I met this old lady.  She must be something over sixty years.  She looked at my hand and asked what happened.  I said had a small accident and couldn’t find a doctor at this hour.  It’s not a small accident, you are hurt severely, come with me I will do some first aid.  I said its fine, I will find something, I will take care of it.  She still insisted, and she did it persistently.  I had to give up as energy was draining out…

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Journey of girl to woman

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A girl is born.  And the mother holds her close to her heart and whispering into her ears “I love you” and a tear trickles down her cheek.  In her thoughts she said to herself “now I am complete, and you have completed me”.

Girl is growing up, so is the mother.  She is reliving her childhood in the purity of her child’s smile.  She is finding solace in the innocence of her child’s acts.  She has promised herself to be a way for her child to materialize her dreams but be never in the way of her dreams.  For the mother her child is the world and can take the world head on for her child.

As the girl was growing up her inquisition on everything grew.  Her curiosity was reflected in her questions and the happiness of a mother was reflected in her eyes when she…

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Had It Not Been Same?

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*Fiction series # part 1

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My name is M.Swamy, working as a Client Relationship Manager in a MNC and recently shifted to Mumbai.  Finding an appropriate shelter in Mumbai is difficult than walking on water.  And even compromises doesn’t seem  to have mercy on pocket.  Anyways after toiling hard with a fair share of ordeals I did find a decent nest for myself – a small but a cosy one with amicable atmosphere around.

Soon I moved in.  It was the first Saturday after I moved in, I was relaxing after a long time – tiring weekdays and house searching marathon has taken a toll on me.  I badly needed this break.  It was 11 AM and I was leisurely sipping my coffee  while surfing channels on television.  There was knock at the door. “Might be maid, I told Watchman to send someone for petty chores and…

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