• Back to the beginning
    Ankit Abhishek | 18-Oct-2016
    It is all too easy to forget. That is the sole reason people stray. You know what you want and you have plans on how to get it. You have every asset required within the reach of your hand. But then, they tell you a story. A story that is true and which contradicts every single aspect of your methods not of how to do what you want to but of how you live. You try to hear without listening but the harm is done, though you do not know it yet. You still think it is possible, only that every other time you tell yourself this a mild hesitation, which was not there at the beginning, roots itself further in your conscience obstructing the flow of hope and energy that thrilled you to begin. Still you tell yourself what you want repeatedly. Only, steadily the will for action scuttles away. And when you just hope, you dream, which is a good thing to begin with but if it comes again, it enervates you and leaves you in a wistful hunger. Then someone else comes with an altogether different story. This time you are a part o
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  • Muskaan
    Kalamwali | 04-Oct-2016
    At one of the busy signals in the city, which I need to cross at least 2-3 times a day, there's a little girl who has been exhibiting fun dance and flexibility moves for at least 3 years now. She's probably the most familiar face amongst "strangers on the road". More so because she is consistent and friendly (only if you have the time to look at her and spare a smile). Now that it's a ritual to say hello to Muskaan (her name {perfectly given to her}), it's amazing how Muskaan finds me irrespective of how I am commuting. She's found me while hitching a ride in the car I don't normally commute in; in autos amongst a swarm of vehicles at that busy signal and on foot while crossing the street. And what does she do when she finds me? Comes running to say "hi Didi"! "Kaisi ho" "kal nahi dikhi" "pyaari dikh rahi ho" There have been times when I haven't spotted her, and vice versa. There have been days when I have been too preoccupied to look out for Muskaan. But there hasn't been a single time that Muskaan has see
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  • rohitlimaye | 24-Sep-2016
    The Morcha on Sunday - been pondering about the sudden change in status/heated discussions on various groups, Photographs being circulated by apparent Team A & the other Team , etc On further prodding, when I asked my friend the agenda for the Morcha I was told the following – Speedy Justice for Rape Victim at Khopardi Change in Atrocities Act Reservation for Maratha Community This on a group of friends I have known for a better part of the past 20 years! Even I thought for a minute before replying to that message while being politically correct. Why so? As far as Point 1 & 2 is concerned, I agree 100% and probably would have been more than eager to be part of the Morcha. Many across the board agree and would give their fair bit for this cause. On the other hand, hats off to the organisers for keeping it off hands from Political Circles while at the same time managing to get such a vast turn out from sheer free will. Free Will in today’s time & age would be the virtue seen ve
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  • The journey...
    Meenu Goel | 26-Aug-2016
    Years ago, a few of my friends and I got together on a Sunday morning to do something 'enviroment-friendly' (as we were studying about the same in school). Armed with all kinds of tools we set out to plant little saplings in our neighbourhood; not only we did put little cards with our names around the sapling but we religiously took care of them for a few weeks. Having gotten busy with all the usual activities and excuses, it was a delight to see the saplings happily turning into plants with time whenever we (infrequently) checked up. Today, as I continue to live in the same neighbourhood, it's an explicable feeling to see that same patch and hope that, amongst all the greenery, our saplings from back then have made it!
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  • Kalamwali | 26-Aug-2016
    I came across a lady walking her dog this morning. As I was about to pet her dog, the lady screamed, "No, she's not friendly" and walked away... And left me wondering excatly who she was talking about! 
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