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Advaita felt that the moonlight would give him enough light to escape from the city. With a bag on one shoulder and a bow on another he reached the outskirts of the city. It was time to venture out into the forest. He decided not to take the path which was meant for the carriages but follow a path parallel to it.

As he went further the forest got thicker and the darkness followed. He decided to climb a tree and rest on a branch for some time. As he waited he ventured into his thoughts.

Advaita was struggling to keep up with his father’s pace. The sword was dripping with blood. He noticed that his father’s left arm was hurt as well. Rajan, his father’s friend came towards them as they reached their house. “Keep guard Rajan,” said Karma, Advaita’s father. As they both went inside Advaita could hear Rajan calling for help from some more people.

The sword from Karma’s hand fell as he locked the door from inside. The house was a mere hut with a single room. Advaita could hear the fight going on outside. He was scared. His father came near him and made Advaita look into his eyes “Listen son, from now on you will be venturing into a new life. I want you to run towards the north and not stop for anyone, especially our people.” Karma said.  

Advaita was struggling to listen. All he could listen was the sounds made by the swords clashing outside and the screams of people. He realized people were dying. Karma took out the hay from the top situated on the opposite end of the door. Advaita saw that his father put his dagger along with some arrows in the bag.  “Advaita concentrate on what i am saying. Take the bow and arrows. Climb the wall and get out, protect yourself, you need to run from here, go north” Karma wanted to say more but time was running out. The sound of fight outside had come to a sudden halt. There was a knock on the door. “Rajan, is that you?” he asked as he turned and walked towards the door.

There was a silence for a few seconds. Suddenly the door was burst open as Karma fell down. He moved for his sword. “Runnn..” he shouted to Advaita. As he climbed the wall Advaita saw that Rajan’s face was covered with blood just outside the door lying on the ground, dead. Couple of people were attacking his father. He dived outside and ran towards the forest. He heard his father’s cry as he ran ahead.  

Advaita woke up from his sleep as he heard a roar from deep inside the forest. He was wide awake now. He wondered whether his father had purposely sent him north with a dagger so that by chance if Thomas or Tip found him they would know he was Rob’s son.

He wanted to trace the steps of Rob and Agnes from where they left. Advaita remembered Bantu tribe people telling him, his face looked familiar, so he decided to go to Bantu first. He walked in the forest cautiously the whole day. Sun was about to set as he reached the Bantu tribe.

Some of the Bantu people were surprised to see Advaita. But it was not new to them as he always used to come in at odd times. They greeted him. He rested for a while and then he went to meet the chief. Advaita greeted the chief of Bantu as he entered the chief’s house. Chief was happy to see him. Advaita found the chief weaker than he had seen him before.

“You know what your specialty is Advaita. You become one of the tribe members when you stay with the tribe and become a vagabond as you venture into the forest until you reach another tribe.” Advaita took that as a compliment from the chief. “What brought you here my friend, I see your eyes and I feel you have questions for this old man” said the chief with a smile.

Advaita without wasting anytime took out the copper sheets and gave it to the chief. “Do you recognize any of them?” Advaita asked. Chief stared at it for a long time. He called his wife and asked her to look at the painting as well. She nodded. Chief said he had seen them as he went on, “Many years ago these two visited us. They were very tired and the lady was hurt. We had made them sit in this very room. It looked like it was their first journey in the forest.” “What happened afterwards?” Advaita asked impatiently.

“They rested here for the day and before we woke up they had left. But my wife had seen them leaving” he said as the Chief’s wife added “Yes. They had left very early. I do not know what had happened but I felt they were arguing over something as they went south into the forest. That was the last we had seen of them.” Advaita thanked them for the information. The only tribe in south after this was Shaka.

Advaita wanted to leave immediately. But they suggested him to stay for the night. Advaita reluctantly agreed. As advaita laid down he wondered whether he would ever win an argument with anyone. He thought of Fear, then Shadow, the two he cared and loved the most.

Now he had to venture into an area he had avoided for so long. He had to go back to Shaka.

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The Innocent One

“How was the movie dear” his mom asked Ram as she buckled him in the back seat of the car. They had just finished watching a Superhero movie.  “It was awesome mom, I will save the world when I grow up” he said beaming with enthusiasm. “I am sure love” she said, smiling back at him as she closed the back door.

Raghuveer, Ram’s father was waiting for his son to settle into his seat as he opened the door for his wife to get in. “So Kausalya, our son will become a superhero now?” he said as she got in. Ram gave a glaring look to his dad as he shouted “Yes dad, I will be the strongest superhero ever!”, “First you need to drink your milk everyday dear” said his mom. Going by the look on his face Kausalya knew he did not like that. “Raghu it’s already 11, let’s hurry up” said Kausalya as she started to get worried about the deserted roads and the long distance they had to cover to get home, “No people, no traffic we can reach quickly” Raghuveer replied nonplussed as he drove on.

Ram started feeling drowsy, the faint noise of music from the radio in the background added to his drowsiness, he was imagining saving people like Lord Rama from the Ramayana, he wanted to tell his dad to continue this story as soon as they reached home as he fell asleep.

Ram was running behind SUBAHU, the Villain, who in turn was baying for the blood of the innocent people of Krishnanagar. Ram started to gain on SUBAHU as he sped up. But SUBAHU was very fast, laughing and taunting him as he closed in on his prey. Ram used his special jumping prowess to jump high in the air. When SUBAHU turned to mock Ram again, he could not find him and got confused. On turning back to his sheer horror he found RAM right in front of him. He panicked but he was not ready to give up. He used his special weapon BOMB which could blast off the person in front of it. Ram had destroyed all his BOMBs in his last mission and was shocked to see one in SUBAHU’s hand. He laughed as he threw it on Ram. SUBAHU was late in realizing that Ram was too close to him, Ram used his special jump again but it was too late. There was a loud thud as Ram yelled as did SUBAHU….

Ram was in shock. His hand was hurting. He thought he was in his bed as it was what would usually happen. He would fall asleep and his mom or dad would put him in bed. His first thought was he had fallen from his bed; He wanted to get up but something was stuck. It was pitch dark as he opened his eyes, he was still seated in the back seat of their car. His belt buckle was stuck and he struggled to remove it. He cried out for his mom as he was hurt.

His vision was blurred and the inside of the car was completely dark. He could see a light far away which was street light he guessed. He somehow managed to open the belt buckle. His side of the door was a little open. His dad’s head was on the steering wheel. He could not make out much. He tried to wake his dad up, he shouted for help but received no response from anywhere. He started crying “mummy, please wake up”. He managed to open the door, got down, and tried opening the front door. But he could not. He was experiencing pain in his knees, elbow and he could not say from where the blood was gushing out. He saw that their car was stuck to a side of the building. He observed that a guy was sleeping in the middle of the road. He was still crying. He wanted to go to his mom’s side and open that door as well. But it was stuck to the building.

He went near the guy who was in middle of the road. He could smell the guy from a distance. He saw that whole area was deserted. Now he had stopped crying. His hero instincts started to trigger in. He wanted to save his parents. He had to find someone to get his parents out. There weren’t many buildings around. Few which were there looked closed.

He stared towards the only street light that was on the deserted street. With all the pain in his body, he started walking towards it. As he reached there, there were 3 directions he could go. He chose left as there were street lights fully on that road.

He could not find any building or people around as he moved ahead. He was having a lot of pain in his head as he looked at various places, trying to find someone. He saw a bike approaching. He shouted “Help, please help!” The guy on the bike saw him, slowed down a little bit, but did not stop and sped off. He could not understand why the person didn’t want to help him. But he had to move and find someone.

Ram was slowing down now. As he took another right turn he saw that there was a small shop and it was open going by the light that was coming out of it. He wanted to run towards it as it was a little far to walk. But as he tried, pain took over and he stopped. He placed his hands on his thighs, took another deep breath and started walking slowly. It was a Tea shop.  Ram shouted for help as he was about to reach the shop.

The Shop’s name was ‘Parmesh Tea Corner’.  Parmesh who usually closed his shop at 12AM was waiting for his friend to arrive. Hearing someone shout at almost 12:30AM was a surprise for him. He came out of his shop to see his visitor.

Ram was in front of the shop now. He saw a guy standing in front of him. “Please help, there has been an accident, my parents are still in the car, please “he said..He held guy’s hand and tried to take him there. The guy stopped him and went inside the shop and took his mobile and dialed some numbers. All Ram could hear was “boy alone, some blood” . He was very tired now and could hardly stand.  The guy came back and offered him some water to drink. Ram said “Please help me, I need to go help my mom and dad”. The guy replied “My name is Parmesh, please drink some water, we will go in a few minutes”. He made Ram sit on a small bench which was beside the shop. He even took some chocolate from his pocket and gave him. As Ram was drinking water, Parmesh got a call and he went inside the shop again.

Three guys came from a narrow pathway near the shop and started towards Ram. They looked scary to him. They were walking towards the shop now. Ram was scared from inside but did not show any signs of fear.  

One of the guys in the group saw a chain on Ram’s neck. He asked “are you alone boy?” Ram stood up “Please help me, we met with an accident, my mom and dad are stuck in the car” as he held the glass which was half full. The three started talking among themselves and were about to make a move towards the kid.

A bike soon approached the shop. Parmesh who was scared looking at the local goons, had a sudden feeling of relief now. He had called the local inspector Yadunandan. The bike stopped in front of them. Seeing the cop the three guys started walking away.

“Hello Inspector, this is the kid I had reported about” said Parmesh pointing towards Ram as he came out of the shop. Yadunandan walked towards Ram. When Ram saw a policeman coming towards him, he said “Help me, my parents are stuck in our car”.

“Hi, I am Inspector Yadunandan. Please tell me what has happened? Can you tell me what you were trying to say to Parmesh” said Yadunandan as he sat on his knees. Ram struggled to recollect what exactly had happened, finally he said “our car has hit a shop and my parents are stuck inside. I tried to wake them up and get them out of car. But I couldn’t”. Yadunandan who just realized the seriousness of the matter asked “Can you take me there?” Ram nodded. He examined Ram and made sure that he had no major injuries. He took out his phone as he held the kid’s hand; He called someone “Possible accident, a male and female stuck inside the car, on my route there. Yes near to the Parmesh tea shop on Shyamnagar circle.”

“Parmesh you come along. Close the shop, quick” said Yadunandan. Yadunandan and Ram left on his bike towards the accident spot with Parmesh following them. As they started “which way Ram?” he asked.  The kid started to guide them. Yadunandan was shocked to see that kid was guiding them very well even in such bad condition. They had diverted 4 times already and gone about a kilometer. Yadunandan was going slowly giving the kid right amount of time to guide. He saw a car crashed to a shop when they took the last right. He accelerated and reached there quickly.

“What’s your name?” he asked the kid as they got down. “Ram” replied the kid. He saw that a guy had fallen in middle of the road. He went to inspect the guy and told Parmesh to check on Ram’s Parents. As he reached near the body it was evident that the guy was drunk.  He took his phone “Accident opposite Kubera Jeweler in Shyamnagar, need immediate attention”. He turned the body and confirmed that the guy was ok and he was just totally drunk.

Parmesh was able to open the Driver’s door as it was facing the road. He slowly removed the buckle and very carefully brought him out. “They might have taken this left turn and as they saw there was a guy in middle of the road, he might have tried to avoid him and crashed into the shop” said Yadunandan after a quick inspection. They heard the ambulance siren and soon an ambulance approached them.

Ram who was seeing and listening to everything that was going on slowly went towards his dad and dozed off as he did not have any strength left in him to stay awake.

Ram was injured badly. His followers had taken him to a nearby hospital. When Ram was fully awake “Where is SUBAHU?” he asked. One of his followers replied “He was injured too, but he escaped”. Ram got up from his bed. Everyone wanted him to rest but Ram took off from there. SUBAHU was injured and Ram wanted a solution to this as quickly as possible. But recently when Ram had gone to seek the guidance of his teacher Vishwamitra, He remembered his master saying “None are born bad, situations in our lives bring out the good or bad in us”. So Ram started to wonder why SUBAHU was bad. With the help of his brother Lakshman he found out that SUBAHU was a scientist and was devoted to his country. But when he came to know that Krishnanagar people had his mother Tataki and brother Maaricha arrested, he turned into a terrorist. Lakshman brought more info on Tataki and Maaricha’s death which proved that they were cheating and harassing people of Krishnanagar. Their death was accidental as well and people had nothing to do with their death. Moreover people were still in doubt of Maaricha’s death as his body was never found.

With all this info Ram goes in search of SUBAHU. When Ram finds SUBAHU, he talks to him with all the facts in hand. But soon Ram realizes that SUBAHU has been taken over by evil and nothing can be undone. Ram calls for Battle of Arrows till death. SUBAHU knew Ram was the best archer in the world but still he agrees to the battle as he had his own cunning plans to defeat Ram.

The battle takes place in Open grounds of Tatakaranya. Ram pleads to Subahu, “SUBAHU please listen to me, I do not want to kill you. You are mistaken about the death of your mother and brother”. SUBAHU interrupts him “Ram stop giving these talks. Do not try to talk about the dos and don’ts as you are here to kill me. This hurts Ram. He was there to fight but deep down he does not want SUBAHU dead but the bad in him. He recognized the power of love that could remove the hatred in people. He remembered the power of good to remove the bad. “Remember Ram everything can be won with good and love” he remembered the words of Vishwamitra.

The Battle started. SUBAHU was striking arrows in regular intervals. The arrows looked different and bigger. Ram realized they might blast. He made a special jump and escaped. As he jumped he sent few arrows towards SUBAHU. People who had come to watch the battle roared as they saw Ram sending arrows towards SUBAHU. Few of the arrows hit SUBAHU. But it did not hurt him at all. He was confused with the outcome, so were people. The battle continued as SUBAHU used various tricky arrows which were easily dodged by Ram. Ram’s arrows hit SUBAHU every time but nothing happened to him from outside. SUBAHU was unhurt from outside, but within something was changing him. He was getting weaker . Soon SUBAHU collapsed as an arrow from Ram hit his heart.

Ram ran towards SUBAHU. “What are you doing to me, why am I feeling as I have been wrong all along?” Ram smiled at him. “What is this feeling?” he continued. People had surrounded Ram now. “That’s love and kindness my friend” said Ram. Hearing the word friend from his enemy made SUBAHU cry. People chanted Ram’s name on seeing his big heartedness.

“Ram, Ram” Ram could hear his mom’s voice. Even though he was conscious now, he was struggling to open his eyes. He felt as his mom leave the room as he slowly opened his eyes. He heard the door open. He saw Inspector Yadunandan come in “Hi I was the inspector who got you and your family here, can you explain the events if you are ok now?” Yadunandan said. Kausalya nodded “we were coming back from theatre. On one of the turns we saw a guy coming right in front of the car. Raghu tried to avoid him and hit the shop nearby. When I woke up I was in bed.” She said. “Ya he was some drunk. He hit his head when he fell on the road. We have got him to the hospital as well. He was completely drunk and in no condition to walk. Your Husband did a great job avoiding him, but I guess he lost control in the process”. “How is Raghu? Did doctors say anything?” she asked. “Yes, he is fine, they are operating on him. Doctors are hoping he will be fine in a few days.” After a pause he continued “Your son is amazing, he walked for about a kilometer to get help in that condition” he said as he turned to see Ram.

Ram smiled as they both turned towards him. He slowly tried to get up. He sat on his bed and said “Mom I want to see Dad“. Kausalya came and sat beside him. “He is in a special room Ram, we can see him later” she said. “Please mom” he said. “Why don’t you walk him out and show around” Yadunandan said. Ram got down from his bed as he saw that his mom was bandaged on her head and hand. He himself was covered with a few bandages of his own. “He needs proper rest inspector” Said Kausalya. “I am fine mom” Ram said as he got down. She shook her head and started walking towards the door as Ram followed her. They went to the corridor.

Ram held his mom’s hand as they walked towards ICU to have a check on his Dad. “Why was that guy so drunk and what was he doing on the road?” asked Ram. Kausalya was about to say something when Yadunandan who was behind said “He is very poor and he is having a lot of issues Ram and these kind of people always think drinking will make their problem disappear.” Ram stopped walking as he turned back and said with a smile “Mom says being good, showing kindness and love towards people will always keep people happy”. Yadunandan smiled at the child’s innocence. Kausalya smiled too.

They reached the ICU door. As Kausalya opened the door and was about to enter, Ram stopped and turned once again towards the inspector to ask “What is the guy’s name?” “Oh! Its Subahu” said Inspector Yadunandan…..    

THE PERFECT ONE

When he was born his cry was perfect. His cry gave away smiles in the hospital like never before. The Nurses who saw him called him the perfect one. His father’s joy knew no bounds when he held him for the first time. His mother smiled like never before when she set her eyes on him. From the day he came into this world, he was termed as Perfect.

Parents found it very difficult to name him. He grew more handsome and showed intelligence that belied his age. His walk was perfect. Finally they named him Krishna after Lord Krishna the Hindu God.

He grew up doing everything perfectly. He excelled in every field. Though he was getting tired of everyone telling him how perfect he was, he started to get arrogant about it by the time he was 16. Krishna’s friends envied him but still acted as if they were his best friends. He knew this but could not care less.

As he grew old he became lonely. When he was 20 his so called friends started to feel so insecure that they tried to avoid him. Everyone started to have girlfriends. Each girl wanted to be his girlfriend but because of insecurity they avoided him too. Moreover he was looking for a perfect girl to match his perfection.

At the age of 26 he started working for his dad, helping him with the family business. His parents had started looking for a suitable bride. He had rejected a few proposals and he got rejected by a few of them as they felt insecure. One night Krishna went to his dad “Dad, I would like to take care of the other site we have. I badly need a break from this city.” The site was in the other end of the country. His Dad considered for long and reluctantly agreed.

When he was in the plane that would take him to his new place, he saw the clouds, plains below. He was amazed by their naturally perfect beauty. “Everybody wanted to be him. All would just look at him as if he was next to God. But is there a need to be perfect? People don’t realize they are perfect in their own way. They really don’t realize it. Every child’s first cry is perfect not just his. A little one fighting for that extra piece of chocolate is perfect. A young student studying hard to attain success is perfect. A sportsperson working hard to reach his goal is perfect. A person trying to keep his family happy is perfect. A crow sitting on the branch of a tree and gazing around is perfect! It all depends on the view a person has.” Flight attendant woke him up as it was time to land. He never realized he was asleep. The thoughts were still strong in his mind. It changed his whole perspective on life.

He had come to a new city now. The look on everyone’s faces when they saw him were the same as before but now he saw perfection in them too, whether it was the auto driver arguing for extra money from his customer or the elder sister taking care of her brother while crossing the road.

Krishna was riding his new bike that was presented by his parents. As he rode, he found perfections in imperfections. He was indeed perfect now!

As he turned round the corner, another bike came from nowhere in front of him. As they tried to avoid each other they collided. Krishna fell and his head hit the road,it was just a minor fall as he just had a small cut on his face. He was worried about the other person.

“Oh my bike! I had got it ready perfectly” Krishna heard a voice. As he stood up.. “Oh No… my bike, OMG look at my face…” she said looking in the mirror. As Krishna faced to look at her, He saw a tag hanging around her neck, It had ‘Radha’ on it. He had a bruise on his face but it did not matter to him. He was not even hearing what she was telling anymore, just staring at her.

Radha was still shouting at him. As soon as she saw him, she stood still. Both were looking at each other as if they had eyes only for the other. A smile flashed across their faces as Krishna said “Perfect”.

THE END

Life we live is perfect. Every moment in our life is important as each of this moment becomes memory the very next second. Make every memory a Perfect One… Take care.

The Angel

“Daddy why aren’t there any angels in this world anymore?” asked the little girl. “You are an angel, love” Daddy smiled. The girl was in bed; Daddy covered her with the bedspread and kissed her forehead “Good night, my dear”. “I am not sleepy, daddy. Tell me why there are no more angels?” she asked. He was walking towards the door, but turned to see back to see his daughter, with a question on her face.

“I heard you talking to mommy regarding angels, you were saying something stopped angels” she said. Dad smiled and came back to sit beside her. “You heard that?” He asked. She nodded saying yes.

He took a deep breath thinking how to put across the story to his little angel.  He started as the girl waited eagerly holding her bedspread.

“Once upon a time there were millions of being called Grounders. These beings stood on their ground and prayed for the angels to come to earth” Dad began. “Grounder is a funny name daddy?” she interrupted. “Please do not interrupt me. Don’t you want to hear the full story?” She nodded, he continued.

“These Grounders would stand throughout their life, so that other BEINGS would also have a good life.” Dad was explaining with his hand movements and expressions suitable to the words he was putting across. His daughter was enjoying it. “When the time came for the angels to come down, these Grounders would nod and be happy; some would even lose their life!” Girl’s head was moving with the movements of her dad’s hands and her expressions changing with his.

“As the angels came to earth, their touch brought happiness to all the BEINGS. Grounders would pray for a good year ahead and would remember the ones who died. Grounders helped other beings in many other ways as well. Seeing this other BEINGS wanted to take advantage of these Grounders because of their innocence. They wanted to use Grounders for their own benefit. The BEINGS started to kill the Grounders for their own advantage. Grounders were helpless as they never gave up their stand but they didn’t object either. They sacrificed their life with no hesitation or agitation.” Girl could see the pain in her dad’s eyes as he narrated this.

“Angels saw these developments and with the decrease of the Grounders their arrival also became limited. One fine day there were no Grounders left and soon angels stopped coming and the ones who were already here, disappeared. When the BEINGS realized that angels weren’t coming and their survival was also in question, they with the best of their ability tried all they could to get angels back. When they failed to do so, they tried to recreate angels but never came close to. Soon after, they started trying to recreate Grounders as well but the result was the same, failure! So angels never came after that and the BEINGS are still trying to find a solution as their race is on the verge of the extinction.” Dad ended the story.

He made a sad face as he arranged the bedspread properly. “Will angels come again daddy?” the little girl asked as she prepared to sleep. As he was walking towards the door he saw the artificial tree made by his own BEINGS outside the window which would never succeed in getting the water his race needed badly. “I am sure they will, they surely don’t want to miss seeing you my love”. She smiled for that and closed her eyes to fall asleep.

He switched off the lights and gently shut the door as he held the seed he had finally succeeded to create, hoping that it would bring back the angel.
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PS : I hope the above story makes my statement clear and no further words are needed to explain my views.

Grow green, go green.

The KEY

The room was dark. You open your eyes for a bit and close again. You hear a voice and start feeling that the God is trying to wake you up. God whispers “Find the key to unlock the door and get out of the room”. You are unable to understand what is happening and by the time you wake up, you realize you are indeed in a dark room with no light.  You see a faint light coming from beneath the door. You try to peak through but will not see anything.  You try to open the door but it is locked.

Now you realize the words you heard in sleep . You start screaming for help but will not get any response. Finally you decide you will search for the key.  But there is one problem, you have no idea how big the room is or what it contains inside. You start searching, come across a lot of stuff, of which you couldn’t make sense of. After hours of searching you end up with no clue of the key with complete darkness around you.

You start feeling it’s impossible to find the key in this big room. So you decide to search for a source of light, source which could help you find the key with more ease. You start moving around the walls trying to find a switch. When you cannot find it, you think of the objects you had touched and try to remember whether any of them would be a lighter, a torch or something. You fail in it as well.

Time moves on, you start to feel weak. You think of breaking the door now. So start taking the objects and try to break the door but with no success. You try various solutions and the search continues further and further……

In the end you will be very weak, unable to get up. You finally call God for help. Ask him to help you with the solution. You hear a voice “Search your pockets”.

Your eyes close with tears as your hands touch the key in the pocket!

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There is potential in each and every one of us. Instead of realizing the potential within us, we search and try to find answers everywhere else.

Hope this year gives you all the more joy, experience, happiness and makes you realize the potential within you, if you haven’t found it yet..

Wish you all a very Happy New Year….

Take care.

LOVE

I lost myself the day I lost you
Each days go by me
Thinking a reason to find you with me,
Though you will never be

Peace is getting torn into pieces.
The tears falling around
Forms a sea of fear and sadness,
With happiness long gone

Swim to shore of happiness
A place we will unite
To create a better place for us
For all around the world

“I, love, am dying’ said the love
come save me and world
before the hate conquers you
and rest in the world.

Its time to love yourself, others and the world, before we lose all.
-Aneesh

A United Kingdom

Last month, my friends and family asked me “what is your new year’s resolution?” I smiled and said “To try and make this world a better place.” Their reaction to my statement was interesting!

Consider the following two paragraphs,

I know I am smart and I also know that there are people smarter than me. I have seen this world for 23 years now. I have seen more pain than happiness around me but I still try to smile all the time. People ask me “why are you always smiling?” They think that I am always happy and I intend to keep it that way.

I know my country isn’t perfect and I know there are countries better than mine. My country has seen this world for 67 years. It has seen more pain than happiness but it still stands still amidst the people who say “I am happy to be here, I love my country.”  They know the situation of our country, it is filled with poverty and corruption, but does anyone even contemplate to try and change it!


In the above two paragraphs I compared myself to my country. Both look similar but very different. Say each one of us agree to the first paragraph. What would it mean? Are we all happy? Surely the answer would be no.  But only when the first paragraph is true the second paragraph would automatically reach perfection or at least to perfection!

So we can clearly say that we are the ones who decide what our country would be and finally what our world would be!

I know my country is full of flaws, my world is full of flaws and if and only if each individual contributes to for the betterment of the world will it see the near perfect state!

It’s not about the individual invention, rather the discovery of the truth around us that would change this world. The answers we look for will always be in this world whether we find it or not..

I would add unity as one more factor that is very much necessary to make this world a better place. In my previous post I had talked about being happy. Happiness will be at its peak when individuals help one another, which in itself will find a path to unite us….

We say “To break a stick is easy but try breaking a bundle of those same sticks…” Where will be the necessity of this breakage if we all are one!!

Think about it…

A note from the author:My blog,My kingdom and some important stuff!

Its been a long time since I published anything… I have been busy recently… no time to write… have written all my ideas in small sheets … no idea when I will be able to complete them into a full story or a poem…I do hope to write one soon.. I only feel like writing when I am alone with my ideas and not when there are thoughts about my work, my life, I mean my lifestyle….

Well, anyways.. In this note I want to share a thought that came to my mind when I started this blog…

My blog is my own place… It’s like my own kingdom (writings)… I state what I want, I show what I want.. I put forth what I want…

People who follow me (my blog) are like the people of my kingdom and these people also have their own kingdom, whichever kingdom you like you can be a member of it. It’s like every single kingdom can be your own kingdom. A king/queen in one kingdom is the citizen of another! So in a way we all are peers, all are kings/Queens!!

Travelers come, see my kingdom. Few appreciate my thoughts, few give away their thoughts as comments, few help us with their thoughts to improve our own Kingdom, few become their citizens, their wishes and likes make us follow them to their kingdom and we may become their followers. This goes on like there is no end, which is good and that’s the way it should be!!

When I see this whole concept, I feel wonderful. Life in this kingdom is sharing my thoughts, my views, in various manners, it helps me to put forth my ideas in front of the world and in turn it helps me to evolve into something new. I feel I am somehow maturing differently than when I was without this kingdom. Well, people around me still see me doing crazy stuff and talking random philosophy and cracking some pjs all the time!! As I always say there will always be a child in us whatever maybe our age.

This kingdom has made me know more about the world, people around the globe. I have started to look at things in a better way, though there are many damages being done to it. But this kingdom of ours will always be a part of us and we will always try to improve it in one way or another.

Mother Earth, if we see her as a person, we people are destroying her by destroying ourselves. The rule is simple live and let live .We still can’t manage that and we call ourselves mature, just think about it guys and least if not for us but for the future of our race.

It’s like a chain. I mean we need to see us as an individual first, we first need to fight our own thoughts, ie everything starts from inside and then we may have to face other individuals with their own thoughts  and this finally effects mother earth. Whatever we do for us or for others, it finally comes to one thing! Also amount of certain emotions is different in each humans though all have every single one, maybe that might be the reason!!

Feel like talking about what’s going on in my country, though it’s out of the syllabus as we say in college!!

If you are following the news of my country, North East India is being targeted in many ways… I don’t want talk about the facts but the aftereffect of it is that north eastern people around the country are being threatened to leave various cities like Pune, Bangalore etc. The government has been saying in various states that all north eastern people are safe in various cities but the reality is nobody is taking the necessary action, when there is a threat to people and police are just there to pretend that they are there to protect.

Seriously I don’t understand what’s wrong with the people… I hope someone will put some sense into their heads and make them do the right thing…

LIVE AND LET LIVE PEOPLE

If life in real world was as simple as this kingdom we would all be happy, just because of few sadists who move like wind and pollute the air we intake which in turn results in a change in the mindset of weak ones resulting in a bigger catastrophe…..

Hope that all friends from north east are safe and are strong enough to bear this passing wind

Take care all, work on your emotions and work for a better future…

Thank you
Aneesh Bhat N(ABN)

A PATH TO SUCCESS

Life is a path we take
To attain a certain goal, but
A path should never be easy
A path should never be simple

Yes, we need a path
A path with love
A path towards happiness
A path towards the goal

When we desire
we should shed our weakness
When we are certain
We work hard for success

No one said
It would be easy
Neither did they say
It’s impossible

Whatever may come
Whatever may happen
Never give up on the goal
That you have chosen

It takes time to build
It takes time to reach the goal
Be patient in every step
Do not let the weak control

With thunder and lightning
Comes the rain
With hard work and pain
Comes the success

When we do something, when we want something, when we have a goal to reach never give up on it. It’s something we want to happen not anyone else. So it’s up to us to MAKE IT HAPPEN…

Never give up on something because someone else thinks you can’t do it. Nobody knows you better than yourself. Live your life to fullest. Dream and Achieve. THE PATH TO SUCCESS might be painful but when you reach your goal, it would surely be worth it..Go follow your own path and make this life worthwhile  before you leave…

 PS: Its been long since my last post.. had some busy days… Thanks for all the support and will definitely try to write more posts in future..
Would love to end this post with one of my favorite Bob Marley song… please do listen to it… Take care all until the next post ….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuMlHdxiIZ8

THE FAME…

Few years back,

I was someone,

Having a struggle,

With myself and the world

 

Now he is someone,

In the dark

Trying very hard,

To make a mark

 

I took risks,

Played life as a game,

Ignored the people,

To reach the fame

 

He is honest

Like I was,

He had passion

Like I had

 

Now I have riches

With no one to enjoy and live,

I still have dreams

Which money couldn’t give

 

Now he has no riches,

But only love to live

Now he has dreams,

Which only money can give

 

Close ones around

Were after the money,

Life seemed dark

And the weather was sunny

 

He told the close ones,

How rich he wants to be,

Giving his best,

To reach his goal

 

I am sad and lonely,

With richness and fame,

Started to walk back,

To play a new game

 

As he started his walk,

To play the fame game…