The story of a common man often coincides with each other, he dreams a lot, but somewhere he is not able to fulfill them.I daily meet lot of people, talk to them , listen their stories, share mine…
I daily meet lot of people, talk to them , listen their stories, share mine…
Few days ago , I met a boy he was working in a tech company, basically he was learning coding ( trend now a days ). He was not comfortable in sharing his story but After talking for sometime, He told about himself ,
” I was pondered weak and weary and re calling There are memories I’ll remember All my life, though some have changed Some have gone, and some remain A long long time ago I can still remember everything, My childhood was so full of tussle like every middle class child , lots of dreams in the eyes and desire to fulfill them ! A small family of four members living simple life, and had seen the struggle since childhood. Then after completing my Sr. Secondary education, how i dreamt of doing B.tech from a prestigious university . Unfortunately I can’t my family can’t afford that. Later on I was completely broke after my father left suddenly. Being an elder son , all the responsibilities of the family fell on me. So I joined college for BA , even if I don’t want to. I always regrets of my bad habit of taking decisions in a hurry. How i wasted my 2 years , it could be productive but it’s okk there’s no point of regretting now . But now I can say life is going well , thats what actually matters. I am learning new things, got the job of my intrest, working hard to fulfill my dreams. Some times there are the things that bothers me a lot, But music helps a lot , that’s the only hobby I have. “How is it that music can, without words, evoke our laughter, our fears, our highest aspirations.”
I loved talking to him , He has a very positive attitude. He is a self motivated boy, who has no complaints about his work and his life, and knows very well that, as much struggle in his life is there in the life of a common man, He is very keen to tell that there are many opportunities in the world, it is too late to find the right opportunity and work hard to fulfill your dreams.
Every body is protesting for the recent incident brutal death of the wild pragnent elephant in kerla.The growing outrage over the nation.
Authorities started taking actions, media houses are active.social media campaigns are run for justice, Humans must be strictly punished for inflicting such suffering to this poor animal.
My concern is not just for this elephant but for all the animals who are slaughtered. As a human, we many a times eat flesh but none of us gives a thought that we are consuming some living beings like us.
And when social media is throwing a light upon this incident of pregnant elephant, we are just thinking about that elephant, even though we have been eating those slaughtered animals everyday from years.
People in social media are just spreading this news of pregnant elephant like a fire but in real life they are not taking actions on their part. It turns a mirror on the people who consume them. These animals should be slaughtered humanely, sadly this doesn’t always happen. Let’s treat our animals with love and bring an end to these cowardly acts.
I write diary since I was 13. Now I am habitual. my happiness my sorrow everything I write.Writing is the best way of remerbrance . I have written everything on my diary. Now i am sharing something about my diary. It might look childish. I named her kittty. So here’s my kittyyy…
एक दिन मैं बहुत उदास थी सामने तुम्हे देखा, तुम भी अकेली थी मै तुम्हे अपने पास ले आयी कुछ सूझ नहीं रहा था तो, तुमसे ही बाते करना शुरू कर दिया तुम भी ना कितनी अच्छी हो चुपचाप मुझे सुन रही थी कुछ देर बाद थोड़ा मन हल्का हो गया अगले दिन मै खुश थी मुझे तुम्हारी याद आई तुम्हारे पास आईं और आज भी बाते की तुम्हारी सबसे अच्छी बात पता है क्या थी तुम मुझे बहुत ध्यान से सुनती थी अब हम रोज बाते करने लगे हम दोस्त बन गए थे अब तुम्हे भी मेरे बारे में सब पता है तुम हमेशा मेरे साथ रहती थी कभी अकेला नहीं छोड़ती अब हमे कई साल हो गए साथ मै तुम मेरी बेस्ट फ्रैंड हो मेरी प्यारी किटी!
“Every time my parents ask me for marriage My mind goes numb Heart get shrink The idea of marriage scares me a lot”
and what is the criteria to know the perfect age for marriage ? 23- 24 seems too late to get married, really I’m tired of explaing them, I am not ready yet it will take time, I am trying to get myself settle first. But for typical indian parents these are bumbest things to hear. And they start relating things to there time Almost 25 to 30 yrs back. Things are changed, no ??? I didn’t even think of marriage they made my full wedding plan. Who gives such an inspiration. But I just try to keep on delaying , until I find myself prepared. Marrying so early doesn’t make sense to me.
We just make perception about anything, without knowing right or wrong. Perception is not always right, It is temporary, We get influence And start acting accordingly. Atleast , we must think once, Why did we made such assumption..!!!
Just one Click and you are on #Trending. Or i say the Era of Social media/ digital media. The day starts and ends with social media.We are completely dependent on it. Here the matter Is not about use of Social media. Their is no harm in using it until it become the cause of trouble.
What trouble it cause…….???
Social media is the means of communication to be abused to spread lies and misinformation. Now a days news and other important informations are cirulated on social media. We forward everything without any research and knowledge. Fake or real nothing matters. It just takes few seconds to viral something. We take it lightly, But it can take somebody’s life. Can’t we control that one click. We do not need to be social worker.
we should stop sharing/ forwarding anything without any knowledge regarding that.