Why are we fighting for the stupid!

The moment of realization, that my Facebook feed has become worse than Manorama or Deshabhimani news paper's front page! Feeds are filled with rape, corruption, molestation, dirty politics, #metoo and Mersal! Unfortunately I have got no "Sports Page" here in Facebook to turn the page over.

There was a saying, that our positivity gradually deceases because we see negative news's everyday when we open news papers, and our medias emphasize only on these topics, because masala topics invite more revenue! That was an understatement I feel now. Because, here the feed is populated by the society's top stories, and none's personal desires. So, medias were not emphasizing on them that time, they were forced to do that.

Do not say that people are not aware of it. Vast are aware. But the problem is, those who are aware of it, are taking advantage of it, and the other side is not able to figure that out, or are still quiet even after knowing about it.

A recent movie release has proved it. A fact which we all know about, when it was told by a well known actor in a movie, there are millions of likes and shares to anyone who mentions it. It's not surprising the fact that, movie has collected a hell lot of money, than they ever expected just because of the controversy it created with few punch dialogues. Just remembering a Tweet which said "I am not V**** fan, in fact I don't watch his movies. But I will watch this, just to see this scene".

Dude, we all know how much are we charged in the name of taxes, we all know how many free medical services we can avail in this country. You don't have to remind us about it. In fact none has to. We have good knowledge about them. Never mind, nothing wrong in reminding us about it. Absolutely nothing wrong in reminding us again, where are we! How stupid are we to vote again and again, believing in those leaders who have back stabbed us. A great thing!

The movie has made a good impact on the people! On the social medias. On the news channels!

But, what better have you proposed? Does anyone have a better solution for it, apart from sharing it on Facebook and making it viral, increasing just the product rating! Even if you have a solution, what have you done to make that work, or even tried!

Industry is ran by brilliant people, in fact psychologists, who know how the society would react to the situations and how those people can take advantage of it. We have not yet realized it, and that's the curse too! People behind that product knew, how the party and their supporters would react to a statement they make against that party, and they knew how the mob and opposition parties would stand with them in their fight towards a box office hit in the name of social good.

Amusing fact is that, all the credits and supports have gone to the actor who replicated what the director told him. Yes. The words just came from his mouth, it never came from his heart. It came from someone else's mind, then why support the one who replicated it. Yes! That's how the industry wants it. And they succeeded in it! I would say one of the best promotion methods used by any production recently!

This is just one another story, which has a predefined validity of a week or month. Once the validity is over, it's vanished. A month or 2 months later, nobody would even remember that there was a movie which spoke about GST, it will all remain as just "Facebook posts and comments" you've shared, which made no impact.

Everyday, there are 100's of success stories and life changing events getting popped up, which grabs very less attention and vanishes from our feeds. If given more attention, which would change many lives, unlike these pocket filling promotions.

We give publicity to those who speak two words for filling their pocket, but we forget to publicize those people who works really hard to fill a million hearts, who have made social impacts, caused social good's.

There are people fighting against vanishing poverty, struggling to bring up the unnoticed, fights against corruption, running campaigns and taking the young girls out of brothe ls. But the attempts goes unnoticed in public, because the society is behind two-three punch dialogues or two known facts. That are "The Great Sayings" when told by a hero.

At the end, what impact has it made? Nothing!! Absolutely nothing!! Then why are you still behind it supporting it!!

You want to see a change, then there are people who are willing to stand with you. You just have to find the way out. You just have to have the determination to bring that change! It will happen!

I want to remind just one thing, all your voice's and supports were just used as a mean for some personal gains. They made no impact on anything. Moments ago I paid my postpaid bill, with same GST applied! Then what were you working for? If a change is what you seek for, then go ahead and do something which would at least trigger someone to make that change!

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Your body is a blessing. Learn and Live Happy. Video by UNILAD.

This was a wonderful video by UNILAD. I've seen people literally running behind those skinny chick figure they see on these kind of magazines. At that point of time nobody even think about the fact that, something called Photoshop exists. Late time to learn and respect yourself  and your body. Guys love to sleep with girls with mass on their body. Not with self made skinny bit****. Big round of applause for UNILAD.

There was a Mango Tree

I was going through this small story about a mango tree. Let me tell that story for you.

Once upon a time, there lived a big mango tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He loved spending time with that tree. Time passed, they both were getting older. One day, the boy came to the tree. Tree said, "Come let's play". The boy told, "I am no kid anymore. I want money to buy things". The tree was happy to say "I don't have money, but I can give you all my mangoes. Sell them and you get money." The boy plucked all the mangoes and returned. The tree was left alone. Years passed. The boy became a man. He came to the tree. Told "I want a house for my family. The tree was again happy to say "You can cut my branches". The man went back. Tree and man grew older. One day the man again came to the tree. This time, the tree did not have anything to give. But the man asked, "I want a place to rest. Tree smiled and said, "Sit beside me".

We may find it difficult to relate this to our life. Even I did. Then I read the rest. The tree is my father, and it was me who always took from him.
It was a sad truth I realized that day. Like it said, at the end of the day it is the only place I can rely upon.

In Search of Happiness

"Life is an incredible adventure", "Life has different colors, altogether makes it beautiful", someone quoted. What did he really mean. Waking up every morning, I think "Oh another day starts". Dozing off every night I again think, "Oh another day ends". In between these two thoughts, my life lives. I smile, I cry, I laugh, I weep. At the end of the day, I find it difficult, to digest the fact, that it was colorful.

From the last few days, I have started feeling something, which I've never felt in this manner. Perhaps, I've started observing more. I am in search for the colors of life. In fact, I am in search of happiness.

Everyday, every moment, I see things that are different from one another. I hear things that are different from one another. Everyday I travel. I travel around the city. It's always special. It has new things to show. Everywhere differences, which we merely observe. The colors which we forget to see.
I was happy today, meeting my old friends after a long time, calling out old memories, bringing back the colors which have started fading. But at that point, life comes to me with a red card in his hand saying "Enough dude, let me show you a bit of darkness now". And it pulls over the car and takes me out of it. Directing me to a huge crowd, where there were a couple of ambulances and firefighter vehicles, it said. "Look at that crowd. Behind that, there is a building collapsed. There are 12 men under the soil, craving for some air, hoping that somebody would reach there, hold their hands and say "Everything is going to be alright. You're safe now" before they give up their last breath."

An old lady, crying so loud, sitting on the footpath. Nobody knows who she was. Whom she lost. Nobody really cares. May be she was praying, hoping that somebody would find her husband or  son, and would return him back to her. Her tears also had a color. Hard to recall it but.

3 corpses were found. Couldn't stand there for longer time. Life had to go, I had to let it go. Rushing ambulance lights were shining everywhere. That made every person's eyes colorful.

On my way back home , it again showed me an image. In a signal, a guy of 25-30, was sitting on the divider. Beside him, was a flower basket kept. Shows he is a flower vendor. Both sides vehicle rushing towards different sides. In the middle, on the divider, he in his own world, counting the money he earned today. All 10 rupees currencies. A BMW passed through, indicating the two levels of life. Few images are like that. It strucks. It pinches your heart. The flowers he had in his basket, were more colorful than anything around me then.

How do I forget to see the colors around me, when all I seek for is beauty. Criticising my life for what I don't have, I miss the beauty of those things which I have. When they already make me a millionaire, I am still in search of happiness.

Then She Become My Life

"She was just like any other girls whom I never noticed." Ok, that would be a lie if I say that, I am one of those kind who observes everyone and everything in this world, pretending I'm not bothered about anything. That's how I was, and that's how I am.
  First day of my college, yes I didn't notice her. But the next day, I saw her sitting with some guy in the last bench and talking as if they've known each other from last two decades. Heard someone passing a comment, "couples man !!" with a winked face. Sitting in the next row I didn't give much attention to her, just like any other random girl I see everyday. I was not bothered about the world anymore. "Can you please move to the next seat, I want to sit here, so that I can talk to her. !!". The guy came and asked me because sitting my place he could talk to her without drawing the attention of lectures. I shifted my place. I didn't wanted to be a disturbance for anyone, and also I was not interested in talking or seeing anyone sitting there. I was ignoring the world.

Days passed. After that i never noticed her. May be I have seen her many times. But like any 100 or 1000 faces I see everyday. I become close to many in the class, including girls. But she was nowhere in my contact list. She was always busy with her friends. She had guy friends mainly. And that was totally a different group. One fine day, without any particular reason, I thought of talking to her. I took her number from someone else, and as usual, asked for a notes, simply to start a conversation. We started talking, like any other person in my life. Not more importance than a friend. One fine day, in the lab, she was sitting beside me with one of her friend.  Talking about the 1 sip of beer she had sometime, as a great thing, listening to that I was laughing. Next time I noticed her was in lab itself, when she told the teacher she doesn't know the regional language of the state where she have been for 10-12 years. I felt, a kind of attitude in her, being there for 2 years I can understand it little, then how is come she doesn't. "But I was wrong".

Apart from the normal conversations we had in chats, there was nothing great about our friendship. None of us gave much importance to that. Just like any other. 2014 was about to end. Starting days of our second semester. Our conversations were deep enough to build a good friendship. It went on. Still I didn't notice anything great in her. She was neither that beautiful for me. Actually I never noticed.

2015 was a life changing year in "my life". No...." our life". She started considering me as one of her very nice friend. By that time she had enough problems to come out of the group she had in the first days. She started talking to me often. Even in college, she started spending time with me. It was that day, January 19, I realized that she was something more than just a friend for me, and I was something more than any other friend she had in our class. Even I though I didn't wanted anyone to know about my birthday, and I could hide that from everyone, but I couldn't hide it from her, I had to tell her that at night. May be she was regretting for not remembering it, that's why she made it even beautiful the next day. Others had started asking, what was going between us. But I never felt anything like that, neither she did.

  When she wanted me to go with her on bike to avoid some guy who was disturbing her, when she called and told me about he was following her, I felt she was considering me as a support. But I never knew something more is going to happen. She shared everything about her to me. I saw the best and the worse in her. May be at the beginning I was just listening but soon I started feeling what she say. Beginning of February, she had been to native, after coming back, she kept things for me separately, which she had brought. But I never knew what was going on. I never knew what I was feeling, or what she was feeling. The only thing I was sure about  was, she was not like anyone else anymore.

  That Valentines weak was quite normal for me, no crushes, no love. And I never knew she would be. Everyday I spoke to her. Valentines day I asked her about the proposals she got. But I never felt like asking her out. In fact i didn't love or like her. But she was not just a friend too.

End of February. I started being possessive. I didn't like it when I saw her with any other guy. I didn't like it when she was talking about some other guy. I started making reasons to talk to her, I started waiting for her replies. The last 3-4 days still remains colorful in my heart. She made me write an exam which I was planning to miss. I never listened to anyone, but I did for her. The other day I woke up seeing her random message in my phone, I started my day with the conversation with her. In between when she send me a line of text in Chinese, without realizing the meaning was 'I love you'. To make fun when I told, 'Oh finally you told this.' even I didn't know it was something which means 'I love you'. I am still not sure about the feeling i had that day. It was not love, it was not an affection, it was not just friendship either. I really felt those words. But I never knew she liked me or not. But I felt it. The entire day without knowing whats in her mind or whats in my mind, I spoke with her. But somewhere in those moments, I wanted to tell her what I was feeling, and I wanted her to tell me the same. But I was never sure about it. There was a lot difference between us. So i made myself believe there is nothing inside me nor inside her. The next day when she came to my house as just a friend, when I made lunch for her, when I had a long conversation with her about everything in my life, I knew I am in love. Somewhere I could feel that.

  2015 March 1st, the day I will never forget. The day which brought the best ever thing in to my life. When I woke up in the morning seeing her message, I never knew that day would change my life. I never knew I was going to have her with me for the rest of my life. The continuous conversation we had till evening, it was all just normal. I was confused. I didn't wanted to ask her out. But I wanted her to know. I was not sure about her answer. But someone inside me was saying, its time to tell.

  Like a treasure, I got that text from her. "You will get a better one.". That told me everything. That was never a rejection from her. May be even she was confused. One thing I knew, still I didn't wanted to go for a proposal. It would so awkward.

  " What you think? I like you or am I just bluffing?? ". This was the only thing came to mind to ask her. I felt it little tricky. But I wanted to hear a yes from her. I didn't wanted to propose too. Because if it was a rejection, I would've been like any other guy in her back list.

" I don't know ". This was the only answer she had. The same conversation we had for a long time. The question remained same, even her answer too.

"Ok what if I really like you!? What would be your answer !?". When I asked this again, even she had a question to ask me. " What if my answer is yes or what if my answer is no."

I was pretty sure about what's going on in her mind. "If you say yes, then I say I really like you. If you say no, then I would say I was just bluffing."

May be she was confused. Anyone would get confused for such an answer from a guy. But the belief she had in me, made her say that line... It was 2:20 AM on March 2015. "It is a YESSSSS😘".

May be that was the right way I had to ask her out. May be it was not. But being an ideal, the confidence she had to give me a positive answer, the trust she had in my feelings, I will never let it go. My world revolves around her. My heart beats still increases when i think about that day. Months have passed. But it is like happened yesterday. She's my life. My ❤.

The Good - God - Bad and the Devil

So, I have been hearing this word "god" since I was a child. My mom was the first one to call god when I fell ill. My entire life I have heard everyone calling god. But none could show me also, where it is. It just exists. Why so?
The term god is being circulated mainly related to religions. I do believe in god, but I don't believe in religions. Unfortunately everyone on this world is born in one or the other religion, or at one point of their life, he's forced to follow a religion. So we choose the religious path to reach the God so easily. But why do we need religions to reach the God.
We humans are born in to different religions, Hindu, Christian, Muslim, the list goes on. Every religions have its own holy books to follow. And the particular books are believed to be written by God or the messenger of God. If we look in to Quran, if a girl is having periods, if it is necessary to have physical relationship for a women to give birth, etc, many things about this world is mentioned there. It resists the people who follow it, from alcohol consumption, from eating meat of few animals.
  Looking at the holy Bible, it teaches us to treat our neighbor as we treat ourselves. It gives us more strength when we are weak.
  If we observe each and every religious books, at the end, what we see is, they all teaches us only GOOD. None of the religion is telling to hurt anyone or anything in this world. They all show us to live loving. LOVE is what they have to show.
  So, all these religions are pointing us to the Good. That Good is what we have been considering as God. The belief in God exists from the time when humans were created. To take out the good inside someone, someone who is used to only the bad, the dark or the devil, they needed a power. When he started believing in that power, may be that power, the God, could take him to the light. He believed in that power. He wanted to show the world, there exists some power, which can help us, which can save us from all the troubles. Why can't it be the God. Why can't it be just a power which takes us to the GOOD.
  It is scientifically proved that human mind is more focused in negative things than positive things inside the mind. Leaving the 100 positive things that had happened today, we think about that 1 negative thing which hurt you today and spoil the day. If a power can take you to the positive mind, when you're weak, if it can calm your mind, then that's God. Let it be in the form of anything.
  If there is a God, then there is a Devil too. If I speak against Christianity or Muslims, then a person who follow Christianity or Muslim, according to him, I am the Devil. Anything which speak against their religion is devil for them. Anything which speak against my views, or anything which takes me to the bad is Devil. Anything which forces me to do bad, which forces me to hurt something is Devil.
There is only Good and Bad. God is who takes us to the Good. It should always be the path to the Good. If I can take me myself to the Good, if I can be the Good, then the power inside me is what I believe as God. The thought I always have, "when I am in trouble, when I have none around me to listen, when I have none to help me, when I know something wrong is going to happen with me, there is that God,who will never leave me alone. That power hears what I say. What I want.". And this power, it always warns me from the Bad. So I do believe, God is Good. There exists the Good, there exists the God which is the path to the Good.

[It is all my personal views, and what I believe. I didn't mean to speak against any religion. I do respect all the religions.]

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