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The Evidence If you think you will kill someone and bury it for years, mind it, you can escape days and years but not forever. Truth will come out and the earth and sky would witnesses the crime. The longer it remains silence the painful would be the punishment. No crime is evaded forever, nor the guilty. Even the secret association of migh ty and the dirty game of politics cannot save you.                                  Between Scylla and Charybdis Years hand on experience, learning and best practices developed after several years of hardship finally comes to an end when a hara-kiri decision of leaving the organization appears in the mind. The surprising factor comes with a blow to change your world for now and perhaps forever. Was it the reward of my loyalty and sincerity I always practiced? Were all the recommendations and appreciation mere materialistic? Should I cry or move on? The selfish and crooked face of associates was unveiled.             

And spring comes again……………….

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Once bitten twice shy, well said and explained indeed we appreciate it. I wish I could practice the same. All the hatred and envy I gathered in years just cast away in the first rain of gratitude. Shall we move on? I asked my inner self, the crackling sound of a broken heart seems too fragile that it was almost a miss. I moved ahead burying my forgone pride and prestige for good. The soul was left behind and the body moved ahead; a body without soul???? Yes similar to the meeting of Dhritrastra with Bheem after the decease of his loving son Duryodhan. I couldn’t understand as why I buried the hatches when it was perfect timed to retaliate. In search of mine I looked in mirror and he said:- I don’t know you, your face might resembles with someone I knew years ago. But he has been assassinated and became victim of blind trust. From then I have stopped believing humans I reflect what they look like not what they are. How does it feel to kill someone? I had no answer but I avoided h

INFIDELITY- A Blessing in Disguise

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“A man can be happy with any women; as long as he does not love her.”-Oscar Wilde. The more I think and heard about it, the more curiosity it generated to be explored further. Nevertheless I could not develop any definite reason and result as why it so crucial and why people don’t mind crossing the social and moral threshold despite having a marital or social commitment. The blasphemy of commitment and trust is almost at the verge of breaking. Unveiling the secret might not be considered as perfect solution neither did keeping a silence. To understand the social and environmental impact over the human behavior might throw some light on it.  To make it more candid and precise we need to begin from where it actually started, here I have mentioned certain social and psychological phenomenon and tried to make a clear picture of it. a)       Opposite attracts : - Despite having several years of learning we often sideline the thumb rule of attraction. We love differentiation, w

आओ वेल्लापंथी करें

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वेल्ला अर्थात वह व्यक्ति जिसके पास करने योग्य कोई काम ना हो; मूलतः देशज शब्द खलिहर का नवीनतम रूपांतरण है. विकसित होने की प्रक्रिया में न सिर्फ़ हमारा शारीरिक और मानसिक कायंतरन हुआ बल्कि कुछ भाषागत विकास भी दृष्टिगोचर हुआ. वर्तमान समय के अनुसार देखा जाएँ तो वेल्लागिरी करने वालों को कभी सम्मान की नजर से नही देखा जाता है. सांसारिक सुखों और व्यस्तता का ढोंग रचने के लिए हर किसी ने एक छद्म आवरण ओढ़ लिया है जबकि वास्तविकता में हर मनुश्य किसी ना किसी प्रकार से वेल्ला है. हालाँकि वेल्लगिरि कि ये परंपरा सदियों से चली आ रही है, देवताओं, ऋषियों, मनुष्यों, राजाओं यहाँ तक कि वेदों और महाकाव्यों की रचना करने वाले भी वेल्लापंथि ही थे. घंटों तर्क- वितर्क करना, शास्त्रथ करना और इन जैसे ना जाने ही कितने ऐसे कार्य है जो सिर्फ़ वेल्लापंथियो की देन है. सच पूछा जाएँ तो वेल्लापंथि एक दैवीय गुण है और जिन मनुष्यों को इसमे दक्छ्ता हासिल होती है वे ही आगे चलकर इतिहास रचते है. प्रथिस्थित् कंपनी कि नौकरी छोड़ कर वेल्लागिरि की राह् पकड़ने वाला एक दिन व्हाटस अप जैसे सॉफ्टवेयर का निर्माण करके रातों रात अमीर बन ज

Crying over spilled milk

The elusion was the only thing I could wish for, but the memoire of gone by days did not evaded me easily. Falsifying fact of being independent and financial gratification did not last lost. Comparison was inevitable and absurd but we have at least something to flaunt our worth and materialistic achievement. Might the battle have won but the lost the war intrinsically?  The insurgency kindled and sooner robbed all the peace of mind and swaying waves of jealousy entered with the gift of frustration and hatred.  Pink turned to blue and then grey.  The enmity of fate and destiny triumphed over hard work. Another new sedan and new villa proved the culmination of owner and smirked off others. Wishes and greeting wasn’t warm as often cited rather the smoldering faces of visitors offered the best reward to the owner. The show went a blockbuster and the showman turned to be a new icon of society. The nightmare broke into stability and soundness of mind.  The veiling sound of heart can be

(Indeed) A LOT CAN HAPPEN OVER COFFEE

Years back (sound great when I use this word and in fact at times saves me from unnecessary trouble) on a date me and my girlfriend decided to go to coffee bar (I still wonder why I agreed to it). Other than the ambience and well mannered stewards if anything else haunted me really was the rate of different flavors. After couple of minute’s sincere observation and presuming the dent it can cause me to my wallet I decided to escape by from the bar. However I could not do so. Steward approached to take the order, “Don’t you have tea?” he gave me a surprised look as if I blaspheme the place and owner. My girlfriend nudged me and placed the order. I wonder and asked her, “Why don’t they add tea in their menu? People like me can come for tea as well specially country like India where we associate tea as a part of courtesy and warmness. I seldom remember any of my relative and known has ever asked about coffee. In fact we Indian have strong bonding and sentiments for tea though we cannot

Who’s opinion really matters?

Couple of days back while browsing few e-papers and magazine I compelled to stop by on bollywood gossip section, where veteran thespian actor Amir Khan stated another bollywood celebrity Salman Khan as biggest celebrity and assured guarantee for success (indeed the grand one) of the movie whichever he acts. The most interesting part was the remark that he made for salman quoting, “Salman is a big star, and movies hit box- office cause of his name only. In our movies we act, dance, sing and do whatever director and movies appeals to make it successful but for Salman; he appears, shakes leg with co-actress, and does some action and movies become a blockbuster.” For the first instance I took it as mockery of someone’s (Salman’s) natural talent or audience appeal but later I realized the fact and importance of “what and whose opinion really matters? For example before embarking a career in writing I was mere a professional, working hard to make both the end meet and sparing few time