Writing is the Painting of the Voice - Voltaire

You fool who think love is enough and its all that it takes. For once I believed in it, see now what has become of me. Love is but a name and a part in their games of life. Play their games if you must and forget not it's a game. A transactions two individual made in a while, written on a plain paper inked by water. You fool who think that once made it'll remain forever. For transaction are but till a better prospects turn up then a new deal. Of money, beauty, status and anything but love, transaction are made. They'll tell of character, ethical standards, and what not but it's the above that sealed the deal. It's a fool paradise that true love alone is enough for the other to stay. Love is not enough and transaction are made without it.

Suppose one fine day a friends call you up and says that he/she started working in a company. He/she went on to narrates that people in his/her company are earning huge sum of money, moreover their companies are gifting out cars, and are sponsoring foreign trips to them. He/she then proceeded to ask you to join him/her in their company. Further he/she told you that, you only had to register from them, find more people to join their company and sells some products monthly. Should you accept his/her proposal and join the company?? Lets find out more. Basically, your friends is asking you to join and be a part of a Multi-Level Marketing or MLM business. So what is an MLM you might ask??  A Multi-Level Marketing or MLM, is a type of business where the company only sells their product through distributor like in this case your friends and you if you join, without an actual shops.The company won't pay you money directly for selling their products. You make money either by sellings the p

"Am yours forever" a common phrase we often hear when two people falls in love ❤️ with each other. It's no wonder that such words create a deep sense of comfort and blissful feeling in us. The assurance that someone we love and with whom we want to spend every second of our life will be there for us through thick and thin is a joy, words can't describe in totality. Often than not lover's tends to promise "I promise to love you in this life and for eternity" and many such forever and for always. Though comforting such an assurance maybe, the reality is that we often falls out of each other's in most case. Forget about eternity those promise of forever often end up lastings not more than a couple of months or so. And we end up being a stranger with memories or rather a villain in his/her side of story. The point I want to drive here is "Why do we often falls out of each other's though at once we are 💯% into each other?". There can be an

I'd feel the rush of blood across my vien.  Nervously and anxiously waiting for the result. No matter what the outcome be I'd still be at, Crossroads pitching my parents wish against mine. A choice I had but one and only one I could. Here's another choice, another dilemma of life. And a life to live with its outcome.

Been there at the edges of life, battling  the demon within to give away.  Been there bruised and broken, without hopes and strength to see the day light.  Been there before and is continuing to be, living by the edges of life.  A mistake too costly, a life it would takes down with it.  It's neither easy nor a choice I made to live by the edges.  Situation compels and this I had to live with while I could walk without stumbling.  Every second, every step, a matter of life and death for the ones who live by the edges.   Praying and hoping that storms don't pass-by lest I give myself away with it.   My only wish is to see my parents smile and be happy for me.  That's what keep me through all this, living by the edges of life. The faintest ray of hopes that one-day, I'll made them feel proud for one of their own.  This that kept me away from giving in to the offers of demon within.  Been there at the edges of life, been there battling the demon within.

You who set the ideals so high, how could we ever live up to it. You who seeks to give voice to the voiceless what has befallen thee. Your children cry out in the street only to be quell with force. You who seeks equality for all her children, what has gotten of you now. Pity now your children, they are weight according to their weight. You who seek fraternity to be a model of living, what has caught you off grid.  Your children rise up against each other over pity matters. You who promise freedom of belief, what has become of you today. Your children are been discriminated and treated based on their beliefs. You who seeks to instill tolerance, what have you done to achieve it. You have fails thy children and has taken to subdue any difference. I wept for you oh Democracy, and i shed my tears for your children. For when your children raise up to demand what you promise to give, they are but label the aggressor. Our days are getting darker and we need you to be at our side at this criti

Got to admit it's lot easier wish than done, the road to becoming an IAS is not a pave one rather one has to move every dirt and stone to reach there. Am cent sure that it is important and okay to believe that in the end one will end up being successful, so here goes to the future IAS:  Judge not your success by the post you hold nor by the appraisal. Measure not yourself with the followers you accumulated, neither the favor you got from politicians. Measure  not your success with the wealth you gain, for this will come to pass away someday. Instead measures yourself of this, the times you gave hope to hopeless. Of times you fought the mighty for the helpless and of times you gave up your comfort to get the work done. Measures yourself by the  times you were left alone by your colleagues coz you stand for truth, and  of the  times you are the inspiration to the youth. Measure yourself of the times the people register their complaint, for its the voice concern a sign of trust and c

At the outset let me clarify that I by no means claim to be a scholars nor have in-depth knowledge of Bible. However, I will be fairly exercising my own understanding and interpretation of passage and verse and I highly welcome any counter arguments. Let me also clear my stand on topic, I dont despise people who pledge to remain virgin till their marriage neither do I encourage anyone to lose their virginity. As such this is a personal choice and should be left to discretion and choice of individual themselves. To begin with, virginity in Bible is highly skewed towards woman. According to NIV Bible, the words virgin or virginity is explicitly mention 58 times excluding construction such as 'haven't slept with any man or have not known any man.' And of the 58, 4 refers to 'virgin Isreal' and the rest are directed at woman either as individual or as daughter of somebody's or place. However there is no mention of men virginity and this show how male oriented Bible

Voice over the phone: 'How are you?', the reply was almost a reflex:"Am fine. What about you?". A normal pleasantries exchange over the phones. Normal it appears but when followed by another: "Are you really doing fine", the reply often lead to "am doing okay but ........" Though the situation appears to be trivial, it has been a consequence of a far reaching trend in our present society. Call it a process of evolution "survival of fittest" our species has long struggle to be dominant or appear to be dominant and has shy away from exposing what appears to be a weakness. Our  society has become such adamant to flaws in search of perfection that we forgot to realise we are but a flaws beings. This quest for perfection often lead to wanting to appear to be flawless in every sphere of life.  The  almost universality reach of internet and social media has over-hype this quest for superficiallity in  our society. The easy reach of life of celeb

"You came as a surprise but you have a choice to leave prepared". Since falling sick in February, I haven't been quite fully well for a week or so till date with one health issues after another. This has quite let me to ponder what death is and has been trying to figure out my view or rather my wish on death. If my memories serve me right, it was during my 12 standard that I share to my parents and better half (of that time) that when I die I don't want them or anyone to cry for me . I  don't remember what actually inspires me to take that view but I still subscribe myself to it. I am of the view that we should be grateful for the opportunity to have pass this life together through thick and thin. The love and cares we bestowed, the times we disagree and fight, and the moment of laughter and cries we share together are anything but a gift of life.  I find resonant in the recent viral video of an African group who march and dance carrying coffin of death person. My

"Shibu woli hrii ikhrii pralole ana emei hriiwoli ovu kali thithili hriitho pule moe" translated as "if it was a tree it could regrow again but us men once we are dead we won't resurrect up again". This I remember reading in highschool in Maola textbook. The context here is that our life is sacred and precious which must be treasure and taken care of. As someone who identify himself as a human being and a humanist, it pain me to see the various unfolding in the present time. For one the murder of George Flyod which for positive reason caught the major limelight despite been under pandemic situation. And driving home to our country, the plight of migrant workers is no different and something we all had a part in.  Before going any further, my deep appreciation and gratitude to those numerous selfless people who despite under such distress time took our their time to help them. Be it providing needs for them or raising the voice for their cause in any media. Thoug

"At what time am reaching there?"- a question I always ask when am in the journey. A matter of fact like anybody, I certainly want to go to new place but journey has always been a huge hurdle for me. And thanks to Google map I always took my turn looking into my phone to check the expected time to reach my destination and get  relived when my journey ends. Quite like the journey, in life too we traveled from one phase to different destination. Take the case of two people in love, first they are a total stranger to each other and then they became familiar with each other either as classmates, colleagues, friends friends etc... Later on they started to move on to friendship then fall in love. Though been lover's is not the final destination, a happy couple or maybe divorce or as in most case became strangers with memories. A person if he/she began like and  love a friend, usually wants to move from just friends status to in relationship and likewise lover's may want to

Imagine there is a exact replica of you in aspect of heights, size, IQ, same face structure, same thought capacity and let's say he/she has the same opportunities of what you got. How would you like to differentiate yourself from that person?? Given the advancement of Biotechnology and genetics and also to some extent Artificial Intelligence and Robotics it's not far we can expect it soon. By the way who knows some may even have walk among us. This point to a very fundamental idea and question which have been a hot topics since human kind existed, "How do you define yourself from other?" The question though appears to be objective, it is subjective in nature. How hard one may try to generalise the question and gave a standard answer like in any of standard test, the answer is always incomplete. You may say, I agree and subscribe to his/her answer but if you dig further into yourself you will find its not at all what you really define yourself to be. Everyone ha

Back when I was in my highschool, we had 'Catechism Class' a kind of religious lesson especially of Catholic Dogma on Sunday. One of defining questions we are taught was 'who made you and why did God made you?' The answer of course was God made me, to know him, to love him and serve him on this earth and to enjoy with him in afterlife. This seems quite simple and answer the questions: 'what is the purpose of life' for a young catholic boy in me back then. Technically, meaning and purpose may not be the same but for simplicity as in most case 'meaning of something is derived from its purpose' per say and here on I would use them interchangeably. Throughout human history and every individual we are grapple with the questions "What is the meaning of  Life and often we wonder if there is actually ang meaning or purpose in our life?'  Various philosopher has postulated what they consider is a meaning of life. A very famous concept is 'Essentialis

Confused and delusional i am, loss in this waves of life. Searching for something to hold on and collecting all the little bits I could grab treasuring all the while it's within my reach. Recklessly waves strikes again and over again taking bits by bits which I once hold on to. Does life has a purpose and meaning after all or is all about surfing the waves to meet my end someday. Maybe this life is but an endless Ocean after all and am but a surfer in the endless Ocean. Tired and wary I am trying to understand this life of mine. Is this how my life has be determined to be or would it make any difference if I did make different choice. The vastness of life has consume me thus far and my destination still beyond my sight if there is one after all. They say live the moment and let future be future yet this delusional mind of mine need something to look for. The present is all the more confusing with all the alternative it present and rather would those alternative makes any difference

"So you eat Chapatti in your home?"- a surprised classmates asked. While I use to like Chapatti, it was during this lockdown that I develop satisfaction and rather become addicted to making perfect round Chapatti. So ladies and gentlemen  here's my recipe for a perfect round Chapatti. Take a cup of coarse flours (atta), half cup of fine flours (Mieda) and add either salt or sugar to the taste. Mixed it well and pour in the right quantity of water and stir it. Avoid pouring in large amount of water, if you aren't sure instead add little by little. Apply some oil on your hand and knead the mixture thoroughly over and over again till it become soft and show some elasticity. Spread some flour on a flat surface, take out a bit of dough and flatten it using cicular rolls. While flattening the dough ensure a medium equal pressure on both ends of the rollers. This will ensure the evenly spread out and thinning of chapatti. While flattening the dough, I usually prefer rotate i

Introduction: The rising of communalism in India has created a huge divide among the citizen of India. Almost now and then we came across news of violence and clash between two groups of people. The sad reality is that currently almost every incident is painted from a communalistic point. Let’s take an example “Rape” which ought to be condemned by all unequivocally, is often given a communalistic view when the victim and perpetrator are of the different community say religion, caste, region. Often than not some will be defending the perpetrator or even cast doubts over the victim, also media would use headlines mentioning the perpetrator and victim community. Like many other communal riots, in the recent communal riots in Delhi, the triggering point is often attributed to incitement speech by Kapil Mishra. In this sad state of affairs, it is worth revisiting and noting the views expressed by the Legendary Bhagat Singh in “ Kriti ” magazine in 1927 tittle “ Commu