Token of love by Gowthami and Madhulika

It was a big surprise when i read  a  comment by Gowthami Nandigala . My blog was listed for one lovely blogger award. thank you so much Gowthami.

And i am grateful to Madhulika too. Who again gave me this award.  

Angels lift us to our feet when our wings have
trouble remembering how to fly

 you’ve been an angel
Such support, an aide, a crutch
A friend, not just in fair weather but foul
And I’m grateful ever so much(written by unknown)

According to the awards rules i had to share some facts about me. which are .......

  Share 7 random Things about you: 1- I am always confused. Taking decision is alz a tough task for me.

2- I love jumping on the floor without seeing by anyone.

3- My secret corner –I love taking funny shots when people sleep.  It’s amazing to look their yawning faces he he.

4-I look like a studious girl. But I am totally different I never put my head into my books.

5-I love playing with children. I am always popular among those.

6- Love reading can read anything except my syllabus.

7- I am happy go lucky gal but  always need a lot of free time which I can spend alone.

 My Favorite song: masti bhare man ki bholi si aasha

What piss me off: Double standards, liars, show off.

Biggest fear: Being hated by anyone

Best Feature: My innocence and charming behavior. 

here's  the list of the some amazing follow bloggers  whom i always love visiting again and again.. would like to forward this award to..

EMBODYING EMOTIONS one of my favorite  blog filled with literary musings.

I Are My world   very philosophical

Jidhu Jose Photography

lovely shots

thnx a ton. cheers!!!

Don't dare to follow me <'...'>

It was a rainy Tuesday when I and Jidhu were doing a casual chat. Suddenly I asked him a question..

Me -Bro tell me how can we increase the number of followers?

Jidhu- Not a big deal just read them n follow. Wait a while they will come back to u.

Me- But I do follow them most of the time I comment on their posts too. But do u know most of them don’t come back L

Jidhu- Aaw. That’s so sweet of you. Wait some time slowly they will come back.

And after it I left this conversation.

Today I woke up at early 6 a.m. in the morning. It was stupid me who was still thinking about increasing the number of followers.. I did brush, went for shower, I was doing that all very fast because I had to leave for my college. But.. Usually as my sisters says to me, “Di you are very lucky. I never see u studying hard. But still get passed with a considerable result. How could you?” Guess what it started raining. And god saved me when my Maa asked me not to go to college. Yeahhhhh.. I was waiting for that… lovely daughter having a lovely mom. I love you Maa.

And now I had nothing to worry about. I paired myself with my best companion of course with my lappy. Now I made up my mind for the most awaited vision that was to increase the list of my followers.  Within seconds I was looking my favorite blog page “Khoj The Search. ..” 139 followers he is having.. hmm I am jealous with you Mr. Shubhrasish sir. If I was a hacker I have been hacked your blog page. And after that I would have been changed the name of the owner. How stupid  you are Anu what's the crap you are thinking? Suppose if you hack his blog page then also he is very popular and people would become aware about it very soon. So you should hack his mind. Lol…

Lets open the blogs and follow the people who have already stopped by on his blog. One, two, three, four, five,…….list of blog pages became very large. Now I am reading fifth one. It’s a poem simple, sweet and the most important not too much lengthy to read. Thank god. Now I am going to pop up into the 7^th one. Oh wow it’s a photo blog. I love these photo blog. Just look there photographs and appreciate. Your work finishes here.  Wait a minute now it’s your turn Mr. 8rth one. You are having 243 followers L I am damn jealous now. I am not going to follow you I don’t think you will read me back. Let’s go ahead. Oh wow it’s a traveler’s blog. Not much to read just look the photographs posted by the blogger.  Now I turned to 9^th one. Oh my god it’s too much lengthy. I can’t read it thoroughly first lets read comments. Oh it’s about our country, posted for the occasion of 15^th august. Don’t get your head too much involved with some serious issues... Just say “it was nice.” Oh I have done now. I have started following 30 new bloggers within two hours...

Let’s wait and watch that how many of them come back…

Its 1:30pm now let’s have a look how many of them came back and became my followers. Yes yes now I am having a list increased by 6 numbers of followers. But I started following 30 new bloggers. They just came and had a look of my blogger page that’s it. 

These were just my mood swings which I have tried to write. I had no intention to hurt anyone. I m really very thankful to Madhulika ,Jyoti for dropping there valuable comments and others who came back and followed me .. Thanks a ton friends...Hope we shall share so many things in future. Keep smiling I love all my followers These images and this post is dedicated to you..

cheers!!

DESH MERA RANGREJIYA BABU

One more day to go and like always we shall celebrate our Independence Day. Our leaders will deliver their precious views about the current conditions, will show their GDP growth records and so on and will try to satisfy the present scenario.

Here I am not going to criticize our government. Because government is actually spending money rather I would say wasting the money on some programs like MID DAY MEAL. Here in U.P. situations are disastrous. All the development programs are mainly running by PRADHANS in villages. Who are given a huge amount of money so that they can develop their village and can give a better life style to our rural Indian citizens.

For showing good records registers are fully well maintained. Everything would be all correct for the sake of any type of investigation. Hardly 20 or 25 students mention their presence in such primary schools. I have seen in front of my own eyes if two children are quarreling with each other and one of them goes to his teacher and says he is beating me or fighting with me. Teachers pardon please not teachers(mostly teachers are alz absent) I should say teacher scolds him and says go and do ur work don’t dare to disturb me again. And the most funny thing of the government teachers is that they don’t join their duty. They hire unemployed people who can go in those rural areas and teach those students. Just because they are paid enough and don’t want to waste their time instead of going there they prefer to start their own business or other stuffs. Parents are unhappy with such kind of primary schools. “In rural India, just 28 per cent of grade 3 students could subtract two-digit numbers and only a third could tell the time,"

Now I come on Mid Day Meal. For our poor children government spends more than one lackh rupees per month only for one village. The mid meal which is provided has a very poor quality. Our government is spending huge amount of money but still only 15% of Indians reach high schools only 7% complete their graduate 25% of teaching jobs are vacant, 52% college professors are lacking in having masters or P.H.D. In our country 9 or less girls take birth on 10 boys. Out of the total 759 million illiterate adults in the world, India still has the highest number.

Now let’s discuss the causes behind it. First the money is not utilized properly by the powered civil citizens or greedy Pradhans of villages. "Sarva Shiksha Abhiyan" is a noble thought to educate the Indian children. Other programs like Aganwadi can also help to develop our nation incredibly. But here also corruption takes place. Supervisors demand 1 thousand rupees per Aaganawadi Karkatri as a bribe. An aaganwadi is paid only 1700r.s. per month. When she will give 1000 r.s. to supervisor then what will go in her pocket. Nothing. So she sells the food, and grains which is provided for the betterment of the health of children. And earns little amount of money for her own expenditure. Mostly newly born children are low weighted in our country. We have numerous awesome programs and ideas. Government is also spending.

But we always lack in implementing those programs in a proper way and without corruption. So lets have an oath that on this Independence day if we see any kind of illegal acts or kind of corruption we shall rise our voice. Then only we can have better India to survive next generation. .. Jai Hind

References

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Education_in_India

http://www.deccanherald.com/content/47788/india-still-home-largest-illiterate.html

one plate golgappa please

Passing through this road

And staring at your wheelbarrow,

Was never a sensuous enjoyment.

I mesmerize my egoistic words,

I don’t want your golgappas,

Do you wish?

I fell sick after eating your dirty golgappa.

Look at this plate.

A Yuck..

Those Old faded eyes

After having regrets once used to look at me and then that plate,

He was an old man,

Whose life was not more than a curse,

Hopes were thousands miles away,

Shivering hands were unable to do anything,

Throat was thirsty to be drenched,

Wandering people were not more than a wraith,

Coming and going like a paper roving,

Was always waiting for someone to ask him

One plate golgappa please .

Alas! He is no more today,

No one asked him for one plate golgappa yet!!

Slum dogs has got a wheel barrow as a new toy,

One was sitting upside and two were pushing ahead..

I am also enough lucky not to see him again,

No one will ask anymore for one plate golgappa please !!!!

In the search of happiness

Listen to the voice of my heart,

I was here close at you,

Look at me I just wished,

Your smiles having chimes,

Mr. Aditya -Your wife is quite well now. But we can’t give you surety becoz her lever tube has been totally blocked and chances are very few. So we are refereeing her to AIMS. Life was never easy for Aditya. Since childhood to his adult age perhaps he might have seen some good moments in his life. But still having fake smile on his face he was just toting his life. He was the eldest in his family but because of having side effect in one of his eye girls used to deny to marry him. He was not ugly but was not having money. Otherwise he was 100 times more handsome than Rajnikant. And he was not enough qualified to get job.

His wife Jaanki was psychologically ill too. Looking at her he couldn’t resist thinking more about life. Why we are given life? Only for tolerating sufferings? Do smiles exist in my life or they have been stolen by someone?

“We shall not leave Aditya if something wrong happens to my daughter.” was the voice of Jaanki’s

Father. Jaanki’s father was a well reputed police officer. Who warned Aditya. Aditya was feeling very helpless today. Aditya was working as a fitter in a private firm. His monthly income was only 9 thousands rupees. His wife was even not able to cook food for him. He works 12 hours in a day. Comes home cook food for him and his wife. But now a days he has stopped working because there was no one else who could take care of his wife.

Now the question arrives if Jaanki’s father is a police officer then why did he give his daughter to a person who had no money, who was not capable to give his daughter proper food and clothes. Actually Jaanki is not mentally okay. She is having a daughter from her former husband. But Aditya accepted her daughter too.He gave his love to her daughter as she was of his own. But all his qualities don’t matter to Jaanki’s parents. At each moment Aditya fights against his life given by God.

Actually he was duped by Jaanki’s family. At the time of marriage he was not told that his would be wife doesn’t have a normal mind, she even doesn’t know that how to cook and how to live? All he came to know after his marriage. He was too good to leave her wife. But what’s next? It’s looks too tough that his wife will again ask for one glass water from Aditya. He is also a human being can’t tolerate mental and physical pressure created by society and his destiny.

“Papa papa I want one chocolate please give me 5 rupees.”it was Shikha who was asking or a chocolate. “No beta look outside the window it’s raining.” said Aditya. “But I want chocolate.” said Shikha insistently. Aditya surrendered. Outside the hospital it was a canteen from where he buys a chocolate for a 5 years old little girl. While coming on road one old man was moving ahead of Aditya who has lost all his hopes was well known by his murmurings. He shouted at his peak volume I don’t want to live in this world anymore .

At the next moment it was a dead body of the same old man who was just shouting before some instants ago. Now a long silence was trying to talk Aditya . And Aditya was unable to utter even with his own soul. We marry so that we can share our sad and happy moments with our partner. But Aditya never got this golden opportunity .

Why I am living without any reason in this world. Now I have also no desire to live anymore…

Yes this night when Jaanki would be sleeping I shall commit suicide. I don’t see any ray of hope in my life. Yes Jaanki is also going to die. Then what is the motive of my life?

“I wont let you die alone Jaanki.”wishpered Aditya looking at her innocent face. Jaanki was staring Aditya as she heard nothing..

To be continued…………

Here the story which you have read is a true story. This person is really has lost all his hopes. The day Jaanki dies her parents will file a case against Aditya. Already he has lost all his money, peace and partner. He is standing on fork. I would like to have some suggestions for Aditya so that we can help him…