Issac writes

They both were two pegs down and were sitting on the ground with their arms around each other, gazing up at the starry summer sky. ‘Just look at the sky,’ said Jobin, stroking her hair. ‘ what we are looking at now is how the sky  would have appeared thousands of years ago.’ He had told her the same thing on the day they first met but Christina thought not to interrupt him- this was his way of sharing his world with her. Many of those stars have already died, but their light still fills the universe. Other stars were born far away, and their light has not yet reached us. So no one knows what the real sky looks like? She asked. We don’t know. We study what we see, but what we see is not always that exists. He said. ‘ I want to ask you something. What are we made up of?. Where did the atoms that make up our bodies come from?. Jobin looked up at the ancient sky and said: ‘ they were created along with the stars and the river. In the first second of univer...

Christina felt a tremendous urge to cry. There had been a time when nothing was as important as herself. She had several boyfriends and had always believed that she loved each one, only to see love vanish from one moment to the next. Of all the things, she had experienced until then, love had been the most difficult. Just then, she was in love with someone slightly older than herself; he was studying chemistry and had a completely different vision of the world from hers. Once again, she was putting her belief in love, trusting her feelings, but she had been disappointed so many times, that her heart lay in despair. She was no longer sure of anything. Nevertheless, this was a great gamble of her life………… 

If in the beginning , there were so few people on the face of earth and now there are so many, where did all those new souls come from ? The answer is simple, we divide into two. Our souls divide as do crystals and stars, cells and plants. Our soul divides into two, and those new souls are in turn transformed into two and so, within a few generations we are scattered over a large part of earth. In this process of dividing into two, we also find ourselves. And this process of finding ourselves is called love. Because when a soul divides, it always divides into a male part and a female part. That’s how the book of genesis explains it ; the soul of adam was split into two, and eve was born out of him.’

In life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant, but one day they finish what they are doing. Then they find they are hemmed in by their own walls. Life loses its meaning when the building stops. Then there are those who plant. They endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the season, and they rarely rest. But , unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And while it requires the gardener’s constant attention, it also allows life for the gardener to be a great adventure. Gardeners always recognize each other, because they know that in the history of each plant lies the growth of the whole world.......

It was 8.30 am in the morning and i was chatting with her, for the past few days we were fighting, fighting on every small issue. she had no time for a loser like me, not responding to my romantic messages, to the wonderful poems i wrote for her. all looked like a garbage to her now. other priorities had taken my place. i felt sad, distressed, defeated and lost. i was staring at my mobile in disgust and anger. when came my mother, to remind me such a loser i am.  what do you plan to do with your life.......chatting with your friend is all you want to do....what have you gained all this year,,,holding this mobile in your hand...what do you want to do....what have you made of yourself...you have made a joke of yourself..... her words came like a double edged sword cutting my heart already in despair to pieces. Anger took control of me and i with whole my strength throwed the mobile towards the wall that was shamelessly seeing me getting insulted by life. the mobile split into...

No Man is an Island. What happens to one, happens to us all, for we all are made of clay and stardust. We share the same moments of time. The universal second hand starts its unforgiving forward sweep towards the next minute. …..in this very own minute in India : Two young lovers are kissing each other somewhere…. Someone is getting murdered…. A mother is giving birth to a child…. A couple is having sex…. An unlucky woman is getting raped, molested or eve teased…. Thieves are out to rob a house…. And many others would be busy watching IPL……. All this happening this very minute somewhere or the other….. All this and infinitely more in space of sixty seconds, and then time ticks on until it finally sends us into the same unknown eternity.....

For a mother what can be more painful to see her son suffer from her own eyes and what if her son has come into this world just 8 months ago, how painful isn’t it. After 9 months of carrying a life in her womb,  a mother gives birth to a child after bearing excessive pain. She embraces all this pain because once the ordeal is over, pain will turn into pleasure, sufferings will turn into bliss, screams will turn into smiles for a new life is born through her. A new life comes into the world.  How painful it is to see a life which has just stepped on earth dying before his mother’s eye. What if we could help her somehow, what if we could save her son’s life. What if God gives you a chance to save a life of a child, will you do it. I hope you do. Through my blog, I request all my readers to go through the letter that I have posted below and do whatever help you could. That would be really kind of you. Six lakhs rupees is the amount that needs to be collected. If six lakh...

It was a mistake that set the world in motion,’ said the teacher. ‘ Never be afraid of making a mistake.’ ‘But Adam and Eve were driven out of paradise.’ ‘And they will return one day knowing the miracles of the heavens and of all the world. God knew what he was doing when he drew their attention to the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. If he hadn’t wanted them to eat it, he would never have mentioned it.’ ‘So why did he, then ?’ ‘In order to set the universe in motion.’

The house was dark.  Anita had came to visit her grandfather after 5 long years, her grandfather stayed alone here. How he must be, she thought, two days ago he didn’t respond to her call and that actually panicked her.  She loved him so much and the childhood spend in his lap were the memorable days of her life. Anita pushed the door of her grandfather’s room, calling him fondly. Deliberately putting a childish tone to her voice, ‘Dadaji….Dadaji????????? The door creaked but the greeting went unanswered . Both fumbled for the light switch, but couldn’t find it. Rahul used the light from his mobile phone to locate the charpoy in the far corner of the room. Someone lay on it under the blanket. Anita moved the blanket and a face came into view. The eyes were closed. Rahul put the back of his hand near his nostrils and nodded, indicating that he was breathing. But he had fever. Anita sat down on the floor, her palm soothing the forehead of the old man. Minutes later, ha...

Well Airtel has been my partner from the day I learned to use a mobile phone, I am a big fan of Shahrukh khan and Preity zinta and I still remember the ad in which the tagline was “ MAGIC HAI TO MUMKIN HAI”. So what Shahrukh khan endorses  automatically becomes my choice. I got my first phone when I was in second year of graduation.  From then its been 5 years now and the companionship between me and airtel has never broken.  I have enjoyed the vast network of Airtel in all this years, though its recharge , data packs, sms packs all are a bit costlier than other prepaid services but what it gives you is quality, you can be assured of that. Even if you have to pay some extra bucks, it does guarantee you a better service. I never had a problem of poor network coverage or my calls getting disconnected in between. Airtel internet is simply superb , has great speed, you can browse through net smoothly and its downloading speed is the best. Its like airtel has given me specia...

Some people are meant to stay forever in our lives, forever like the stars in the sky, we can see them everyday, but they are way beyond our reach. We cannot touch them, we cannot feel them... forever in our heart they remain, B uried in the graveyards of our mind, The moments spent with them, breathing in my lungs, beating in my hearts, they will live me until i live.... . 

Earthquakes never kill men, it’s the buildings, the vast empires made by men that kill them. We make multi storey buildings, buildings made through evil means, buildings made on the foundation of death bodies of the poor. They are the living dreams of mankind accomplished by killing of trees and wiping out forests from the map. We cut trees, we kill animals, we exploit everything that is around us. We keep accumulating so much, so very much until one day earth gives you shake and you are crushed n your own sins, your own Selfish dreams and then you realize the burden you put on mother earth was unbearable.

As I continued teasing her,  she got furious. She- shut up…..just shut up…ok I teased her again by emotionally blackmailing her, I-so even you have started hating me. She- its not hating you, hate is a strong word. I – then  !!!!!!!!!!!!????????? She- it’s like strongly disliking you but still liking you, Its like I would love to burn all your belongings, all your letters, all the things around you but I won’t burn you, I would be merciful enough to leave you alive. See you breathe, see you cry. That was a tricky answer….i had no answer to it but marvel at her exemplary wisdom.

She - Thank you for the compliment, I know I am looking beautiful and sexy in my new dp. He was surprised.....!!!!!!!!! she always manages to surprise him.. He - when did I say that……!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????? She - I want you to say that….ha ha ha ha ha ha ha….. He too started laughing….after a minute he checked her dp…well ya she was wearing a white coloured mallu saree posing off her beautiful body and million dollar smile. He thought, why did I not had a look at it before and smiled, she looks gorgeous. He -  so gorgeous you look babe, beautiful  and fresh like a newly grown rose bud. She - blush…blush…blush…..kisses…kisses…kisses…..

I had gone to Mumbai to meet a dear friend of mine, he was really happy to see me as the busy life of aamchi Mumbai had torn him apart. Spending time with me helped him in putting back those broken pieces of his life. He like a tourist guide made me tour the whole of Mumbai.  A city is unexplored unless you don't travel it through its local transport. Metro trains I had already experienced, now was time to travel by road and Mumbai was quite famous for its public transport. So I took a public bus, it was shit though, a bit crowded with the smell of sweat all around. I and my friend luckily managed to get a seat. I got the window seat and I felt quite relaxed as there was some relief from the suffocating atmosphere and dirty odour. The bus was moving at its speed and I was seated there staring out of the window. I must say the roads of Mumbai were quite good better than Bhopal atleast.  The bus stopped at various red signals, on one of those red signals I was look...

It was New year eve and she was walking on the road, about to meet a friend whom she had never met before. It was their meet in their 3 months long friendship. They had met on facebook and from then on continuously chatted with each other to become good friends in course of time. She was looking hot in her short black skirt walking on the road constantly ignoring the irritating stares of random strangers. Such things were not new to her and she was accustomed to all those glares and stares. When would men learn to respect women, she thought. There were these men penetrating her soul through their dirty stares and there was this guy, whom she was about to meet, so sweet he was, so caring. He had really wanted to meet her so badly and even though she wanted to refuse this time tour to but then she had nothing better to do, so thought of taking a chance and the guy was not that bad. He talked decently and had a good sense of humor too. She had bought a chocolate for him, a g...

I forgive the tears I was made to shed, I forgive the pain and disappointments, I forgive the betrayals and the lies, I forgive the slanders and intrigues, I forgive the hatred and persecution, I forgive the blows that hurt me, I forgive the wrecked dreams, I forgive the still born hopes, I forgive the hostility and jealousy, I forgive the indifference and ill will, I forgive the injustice carried out in the name of justice, I forgive the anger and the cruelty, I forgive the neglect and contempt, I forgive the world and all its evils.’

Once a Hunter was telling his experience, he once had on a safari. “this huge lion was racing toward me, and all my gun bearers had fled. I had no gun, there was nowhere to hide. Not a bush or tree was in sight. And the beast was charging straight at me, coming closer and closer,” “How did you escape ?” the listener asked. “I ran over to the nearest tree and climbed it” replied the hunter But you said, there were no trees, asked the listener. You don’t understand, there has to be a tree, there was a tree and I had to find it, said the hunter.

A Man called Anoop is in need of money and asks his boss to help him out. His boss sets him a challenge, if he can spend all the night on top of a mountain, he will receive a great reward, if he fails, he will have to work for free. When he left the shop, Anoop noticed that an icy wind was blowing. He felt afraid and decided to ask his best friend, Daris, if he thought he was mad to accept the bet. After considering the matter for a moment, Daris answered, “Don’t worry, I will help you, tomorrow night, when you are sitting on the top of the mountain, look straight ahead. I will be on top of the mountain opposite, where I will keep a fire burning all night for you. Look at the fire and think of our friendship and that will keep you warm.  You will make it through the night, and afterwards, I will ask you for something in return. Anoop won the bet, got the money and went to his friend’s house. “You said you wanted some sort of payment in return.” Daris said,” y...

She texted me,“hey you online” I said, “ya I am” She said, “ok”. I said,” say what’s the matter”. She said,” nothing, I feel assured when you are online, I never feel lonely……thanks stay there…until I get back home”. Hmm, I said and realized that how lonely she had become, she was in another city all alone struggling, chasing her dreams, running day and night , working hard to sustain her job. The once cheerful bubbly girl has now become a depressed loner…..life is so hard at times….