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               Tears rolled across her moist eyes. It was decided then. She took firm yet fragile steps towards the beach and the raving sea. The same beach where she used to relish as a kid. The same beach where she used to relish and rejoice as a kid. The same beach where she had fussed at the sea for scattering her sand castles. The naked feet and the sand beneath. It was all too familiar. The 'bhelvala' had packed up his stall and was on the move. It was almost twilight. The sun in the distance was a vibrant red. So bright yet not intense. This was the place, she had frequented the most as a child. Never before had this beach heard her sobs. The only tears she shed here were of pristine joy. But it was a different scenario today. Her brain was in a muddle. Her heart was in trouble. She had not lived up to the expectations. Everyone had expected a lot of her. The expectant smiles replayed in the theatre of her mind. The way the elder ones would be proud and the way the littl

               At times we read about newer discoveries in the stream of quantum physics. Sadly this word is being used very loosely nowadays. The relation between the actual existence of things is being made more and more complicated. Science has made man to refine sources of energy. Energy has been just in the reach of human intellect. And man has been trying to polish it and make it more exploitable. But at this juncture we forget that there is an avenue beyond energy and it is much more expansive. That avenue is the "vibrations". The vibrations are much more subtle than energy. As we have merely been acquainted with dual nature of particles. This is really a great thought been developed by De Broglie (properly pronounced as 'Dee Broye'). Particularly the wave part. This article is not on scientific terms, but I had to resort to them just for an introduction. The Human body is much more than it is seen by human eyes. It has a much more subtle layer around it. And

Don't change for the sake of somebody Polishing, relishing, frolicking your way Its a crime to force yourself for some Maddy Simply chuck it away ♪ Living to match the standards set out Running the rat race with drudgery overcoming what is only laid about Simply chuck it and clearly see ♪ Great men said great things for us  Get inspired but not blind Carve your own path drive your own bus Simply chuck the past behind ♪ At times when the devil of anger creeps Give it a vent to lose it all Jump high as you can but remember no one really weeps Simply chuck and let it fall ♪ No one is going to give you a medal for your pamper Neither for your branded styled jeans Criticism, take it in but not let it hamper Simply chuck those plans and use your means ♪ It is the mad ones who make it large So don't smother the sleeping maniac Let it grow big and break, push and barge Simply chuck off what's on the spoon-fed rack ♪ On your way to

                                     Jumping off a cliff into the sea of questions along the shore, Full of riddles, puzzles and doubts and many things a more The time when we used to be curious about the tiniest of things, Asking and pestering our parents about why don't we grow little wings When the shadow following us under the sun was a mystery book, And the fragrance of flowers was as tempting as the way it used to look The night time stars were mere shiny lamps glimmering all the way, And not balls of gases in the universe with fixed orbit paths and bright as may It was when respect was something which came right from our heart, And not to be preached on slide shows or using an underlined branded chart Relishing the melting ice cream cone, was a delight we awaited for, Statuses, instagrams and snapshots never mattered than Ray and his drigger Cartoons gave us a new world to live in, exploring our vast mind, It was simply the sweetest smil

                                             The dented goods train chugged out of the old station. The station wore a sordidly empty look. A lonely gas lamp spilled musty light around it. The platform guard made his way back to the shambles called as his railway office. The station 'Ciborna' had been somehow forgotten. The arthritis in his weakened knees kicked in. He let out a sigh and sat on the platform chair, made of solid stone. The guard set the lamp on the floor and dimmed it. The days had gone by. The time when Ciborna was a hub of activity. The hustle bustle of the porters and the screams of the vendors had died out. The hurrying passengers had forgotten Ciborna too.            The damned new express train bypassed Ciborna running straight through the mountain, which once used to be encircled by the trains going via Ciborna. There was nothing majestic about Ciborna. But yes it was a respite for the train drivers. The drivers would get off the train here for a cup  

          The earth which is supposed to be a planet which has been blessed by the gift of life. It is billions of years old. The life of any individual is enormously insignificant in the book of earth's history. Many civilisations int the history of past 4000 years came and left their mark. Their  physical remains, went into oblivion. Yet even to this day the culture, the thoughts of many great civilisations breathe among us. There are numerous such cultures which at times got differentiated and at times integrated to form a amalgam of cultures. It is  overwhelming to take a note of every geographically defined culture. Our present day activities are nothing but a highly refined(or are they?) version of our ancestors. Any culture has some prominent ethics which perpetuate in the followers of of that particular culture. In fact no individual or even a community, ever creates a culture consciously. It is an automated process, which neither has a zenith nor a nadir. Every culture veh