THE DICHOTOMY OF FAME

One of the most melodious instrumental playing track I've ever heard. The "Shehnai" being in fusion with Guitar. Which comes to be the most vital part of this track being played for just 160 seconds. Track from the latest bollywood release Rockstar. Instrumentals being played here are Sarangi and Guitar. Melodious discord played by Balesh and Kabuli. Overall track was composed by A. R. Rahman. But it is quite marvellous in audible shape. LISTEN the track below.

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Cardinal Attempt

Consecutively, it's been the third of all my smoking days. Its not that I have not been smoked before or these are initial moments with cigarette. I do have lots of chances to hold the tobacco stick many times. Commensurately, I did made attempts to broadly disregard my own didactics to hold it more than I had wish. But I have never stashed it in such a repetitive way, the way I am doing these days. I do admit it unmistakably that the things are not equivocal anymore. I am totally assured with beyond the fact matter, that purely smoking is not that particular substance which gives me the kind of aesthetic pleasure to which I am looking for. But still I have infinite hazardous intentions to collect minuscule of all. Probably this is the kind of stupidity I use to do diligently and punctually. I call it my way. That I am experimenting my way of living. I don't feel anything wrong into it. Even I don't a fuck to those, for whom this matters a lot. To this moment, I feel, I am completely in senses. I don't know what is the reason. But at last I am enjoying each and every piece.

Unavoidable Honest Reply

Q : What does that mean — "to have the reader as close as possible"?

Julian Barnes: This is how I visualize the relationship. There are some writers who go up to a lectern when they write—they stand at a podium and the reader is down there in the audience, and the writer tells the reader about life and what it consists of and what its truths are. By contrast, I like to think of the writer and the reader sitting together, not face to face, but side by side, looking out in the same direction, through something like a café window. And then in my scenario, the writer asks the reader ‘What do you think she’s like? He looks a bit odd, doesn’t he? Now why are they having a quarrel?’ The reader’s gaze runs parallel to the writer’s gaze—the writer is just a little bit ahead because he’s spotted these things first.

Questions & Answer round with Julian Barnes

I'VE GOT SOMETHING FOR YOU

Watched two videos and heard the audio versions recently and just got fantasized to make a blog post to incur some of myself in others, the things I had felt. Please let me know whether I was wrong or right. Here is every form of media is posted in order to keep up the idea of listening. To facilitate the inertia in the songs , what I need from you, MUST play the video tracks (embedded below)first AND then go through LYRICS. Already served with marvelous sensationalizing words content, forced me to insert lyrical composition as songs are composed.

मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
यह फांसला, अफसाना,
फ़साना हमारा हो.......

मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
यह फांसला, अफसाना,
फ़साना हमारा हो...

चंद आशिक; हों एक पागल,
चंद खंजर; हों एक कातिल,
चंद तूफ़ान; हों एक साहिल,
चंद घुंगरू; हों एक पायल,
चंद ग़ज़लें; हों एक महफ़िल,
चंद एह्मक; हों एक आकल,
चंद राहें, एक मंजिल...
एक मंजिल.... एक मंजिल...

मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
यह फांसला, अफसाना,
फ़साना हमारा हो.......

चंद आशिक; हों एक पागल,
चंद मज़हब; हों एक आदिल,
चंद जज्बे; हों एक हासिल,
चंद आँखें; हों एक काजल,
चंद जाहिल; हों एक काबिल,
चंद मुनकिर; हों एक कायल,
चंद राहें; एक मंजिल....
एक मंजिल.... एक मंजिल....

आ.. आ...
मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
मैं उसका, वो मेरा हो,
सेहरा हो यां दरिया हो...
यह फांसला, अफसाना,
फ़साना हमारा हो.......

चंद आशिक; हों एक पागल,
चंद खंजर; हों एक कातिल,
चंद तूफ़ान; हों एक साहिल,
चंद घुंगरू; हों एक पायल,
चंद ग़ज़लें; हों एक महफ़िल,
चंद एह्मक; हों एक आकल,
चंद राहें, एक मंजिल... एक मंजिल....
एक मंजिल... एक मंजिल...
एक मंजिल.... एक मंजिल...!!!!

या..या..या..या......

जो भी मैं,
कहना चाहू,
बर्बाद करें,
अल्फाज़ मेरे...
अल्फाज़ मेरे.....

ओ ये....ये..........

कभी मुझे लगे के जैसे,
सारा ही ये जहाँ है जादू,
जो है भी और नही भी है ये,
फिजा... घटा... हवा.. बहारें...
मुझे करें इशारे या....
कैसे कहूँ कहानी मैं इनकी.....

जो भी मैं ..
कहना चाहू...
बर्बाद करें..
अल्फाज़ मेरे
अल्फाज़ मेरे....

ओ ये..ये....!!!

Here's another one. Just press "PLAY" button to play the song.

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THE "SHIT" I LIKE

Here are some videos that I like to watch again and again and so forth. I hope you must like these.

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WHO DID THIS ???

I don't know, but, verily surprised after come out with these sort pics. Pretty much weird, isn't are? These made me shockingly persuasive about my non-participating act.

Well forget these, Get some dirty calls here

DON'T LET ME FALL....!!!!

When somebody enters into his dreams arena, the succession to came up with real & live pictures, together create a sense of drama in his own forte. Dreams are full of living patterns. But those, who dreams, only get the best of it. Their dreams are their own. Their own Property. Their own Treasure. Their own motivation and flow of emotions. Dreams cannot be compared. They cannot be created again and again. Once they arrived, never go back. Although, more you try, less you succeed. They'll awkwardly convince you, about their strong relationship with you. Dreamers and their Dreams cannot be fall so easily. They are not a matter of mockery.Dreams made with some sort of call, a call of fortissimo, shouldn't let you walk out the scenario. So, in such apprehension, one always look out for a kind of alimentary substance. Who'll sort out vivid things to get straight and knead them all abstruse or heterogeneous matter. In last, I just want to say that, "It was just a Dream, a moment ago, I was up so high, looked at down from the sky. They say, what goes up, must come down, but please don't let me fall."
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Don't Listen to Me, I am not Important...

Lots of Apologies for being too late at the place, where, some months before, I used to make my day as a regular routine. It'd be little ackward to hear, but I've faced some astounding shackles during the period of absence. There were some unknown things, which merged in me, such a way to destruct me in myself. As like ashes remain after a big, drastic flame. This phenomenon was newer to me, of which I didn't aware and known of. Certain things were collapsed and established in this escape. I don't know who helped me, but have prefect surety about its immense support and spirit of providing strength to its offsprings.
Well, today I just want to tell something, something I want, to you. Here's a confession. Please don't listen to me. I am not so much important, by the way. I wasn't. I 'm not. Even i won't be. But yes, It'll be too hard for me to wait for a second or line to make mention about somebody, to whom you must listen. And I couldn't bother to shut my mouth for a jiff. "Please Listen to the Voice, Listen to secrets of Air, Listen to the calling you are getting." I dragged a track online , one of my favorite to make it easy to understand what I really want to tell.
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दिशाएं लिखने का मन नहीं था, पर फिर भी लिख रहा हूँ, पड़ने को अगर दिल न करे, मगर तब भी पड़ना ! शायद मैं आपके लिए ही लिख रहा हूँ, लिखता था, कोरे कागज़ की ज़मीन पर, निशान अब भी हैं बाकी, अनसुने अंशों पर, परन्तु नहीं है, प्यार की स्याही वाली दिल की कलम ! लिखता भी हूँ, और सोचता भी हूँ, अजीब है, पर शब्द टटोलता हूँ कुछ दिल में, कभी - कभार मिलाप होता है उनसे, तब बाखुदा सा लगता है कविता का सरंजाम ! बावजूद इसके समझने की कोशिश हूँ करता, शायद उमड़ आये प्यार, यही उम्मीद हूँ करता, पतझड़ पर जो झड जायें, पत्ते ही क्यूँ होते हैं, खुशबु जिनकी महका जाए, फूल ही वो क्यूँ होते हैं ! प्यार की बारिश में, रिश्तों की ख्वाइश में, दर्द भरी तन्हाई में, दिल में ही क्यूँ - पनपते हैं सवाल ? ऊब गया है मन, सुन सुन के गीत, शब्दों का वो कोष, समझ नहीं आता, दिल में भरा है दर्द या रुसवाई, समझ नहीं आता, पर कमबख्त इसे दूर करने का सही वक़्त ही नहीं आता ! वादे तो बोहत करता था - किये भी थे, पर निभा एक भी ना पाया, आँखों की रौशनी के पीछे घोर अँधेरा है छुपा, बस गम है इतना, की शब्दों में उनको - बयान नहीं कर पाया ! रूठ कर जो बैठी है जिन्दगी, उसे अभी तक मना नहीं पाया, पत्थर पर लकीर का फकीर नहीं हूँ, इसीलिए, कई दर्द हैं ऐसे - जो दूर नहीं कर पाया !! तभी तो, मासूम है खुशियाँ, जिन्हें अभी तक गवा नहीं पाया !!

मेरा घर

एक किताब है मेरा घर,
पन्ने हैं कई सारे इसमें,
मोटी - जाडी सी है थोड़ी ये,
पिरभाषा की है इसमें कई किस्में !

मोटे कवर से बनी है ये,
फटने का नहीं इसका डर,
जोर से खीच कर पढने पर,
निकल आते हैं इसके धागे !

कुछ अंश हैं इसके अजीब से,
कुछ को समझना नहीं जा सकता,
प्रश्न - उत्तर की है लम्बी फेहरिस्त,
िक फेल होने का भय है रहता !

पन्ने है एक धागे से बंधे,
पर फिर भी है इनके अलग इरादे,
अलग है भाषा; बदरंग सी है रूपरेखा,
अर्थ हैं मजबूत; पर रहते फिर भी विपरीत !

कुछ अंशों में सच है छुपा,
कुछ में बिखेरी है अनूठी हंसी,
कुछ पन्नो में राज़ हैं छुपा,
कुछ पन्नो को पढने की अब है बारी !

अब कुछ पन्ने बार - बार पढने पर,
हो चुके हैं थोड़े से पुराने,
जो नहीं थे अब तक निकले,
उनकी अब आई है बारी.....

यूँ ही सोचता हूँ ...

खुद ही सपने बुनता हूँ,
खुद ही उनको तोड़ता हूँ,
जिस भी राह पर चलता हूँ,
पाता खुद को, झंझोड़ता हूँ !

रूकना आता तो,
कब का थम चूका होता,
उस पथ पर इतना प्यार उमड़ आया है,
जागना भी, एक सपना है लगता !

सुरूर जो है छाया,
नशा सा है जिन्दगी में आया,
फिरता हूँ संभाले जिन्दगी की डोर को,
मुझको नही भाता मेरा अपना साया !

ये सफ़र ही कुछ अनजाना है,
एक किनारे पर मेरा है ठिकाना,
छोटी सी है नाव,
समुनद्र पार, उस किनारे पर है जाना !

ये रात बहुत है लम्बी, रौशनी है कहीं - कहीं,
जो कुछ थे सितारे, गये हैं घीर काले बादलों से कहीं,
जब दिखेगा, वो सूर्य का चषक,
आँखें नींद से खुलेंगी तब ही!!!...

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कैसे हो तुम ???

गहराईओं से भरा हुआ हो अन्धेरा जैसे;
खून से सना हुआ हो ज़ख़्म जैसे;
जंगल में लगी हो आग जैसे;
क्या समझ पाओगे तुम, दिन कट रहे हैं कैसे...

फूलों की भी महक नहीं आती;
साकी भी प्यास बूझा नहीं पाती;
हर आलम बुझा-बुझा सा लगता है;
एक छोटा सा भी लम्हा, तेरी याद नहीं आती.....

किसी गम का तकाजा, तजुर्बे का मुरीद नहीं;
स्पर्श है बस प्यार का, जिसकी किसी को उम्मीद नहीं;
हूँ जमीं के ऊपर या आसमान के नीचे, धुंदली सी है तस्वीर;
सयमं का इतना है अभाव, िक सांस लेना भी आता नही....

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LOVE or LIFE

Universe is full of Love. Love exists everywhere in different articulated appearances as suggested in moral and social tranquility. Love is something, which continues to spill its fragrance in garden of soulful connection. In a factual concern, love is unleashed with the presence of human being, possessing loving heart & attachments, committed to love each other till their last breath. But I think such a qualitative need of emotional technique of someone with close pitch of feelings is only a part of eternal and universal application of Love. Instead of that, every longing desire to feel something could be a general perception, not universal.

Emotional fallout for someone, look out for a place into his heart and eyes cannot be the true love. Love is beautiful feeling of life. There is no general acuity about the features of love. It can be the fondness about something. The desire of human being can be the powerful way to express love. Crashing out passion of infatuation by one soul for other soul would be the killing of zeal inside both of them. Incitement of love for nature should not be deterred by soulful connections. Crony state of love cannot be manufactured under the biased mode of sexuality.

I think that somebody doesn’t need love, even it said to be the desire and necessity of life. S/he doesn’t need love until it occurred. In simple words of understanding, Love is something which needs us. None of human being needs love, it comes automatically to him. This is the only way. When somebody is eligible for adoring part of his life only then love will cause its disorder. Ability to be get loved and love selflessly, clear out the way of fusion of irresistible harmony of life. This is the way to get a fuss into the eternal gratification of life. Only then, love will welcome the soul to get connected with universal source of happiness.

General forms of love are classified under the parameters of their relation. When two souls get connected in a relation with each other, in a need to give or to get the desired things out of that relationship, is sometime called as Love. Such close and narrow measure of human feelings is generalized under the nature of Love. But, love cannot be bind under the social and moral code of sentiments. Though, the nature of its existence is plausible to those descriptions.

Matter of fact is that, love is not the neutral way to possess emotions as being described under the moral language. At several fictions, it is portrayed with the image of getting everything from your beloved rather than giving nothing. Some illustrious depictions conceive love with giving everything to beloved it need. Whereas expressionistic love is a state of affair, where emotions and feeling is articulated in a way to get and take with mutual consensus. But, the truth of the fact denies above forms of temporary love. There is no place of such transformational process of heart under this kind of unscrupulous expression of being devoted to someone. But there is another and the only way to explore love is being in Spiritual Love. This is the real drift of love. Spiritual love is the contour of universal applicability of humanism in someone’s heart.

Under utmost feel of love, I think, love cannot be linked only with fulfilling hearty sensations. I am not fitting a command over the live and regular perspective of love. To be honest, the beauty of love is that it cannot let someone feel the pain it hold. Certainly pain would be the awkward necessity of true love. Someone had said that “Love is need & necessity of life, for which we need to cease living”. To add the best to life, in form of love, subsequently requires expiration of life.

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स्वार्थी दुनिया की रीत

दुनिया में एक अजीब सी चीज से सामना हुआ;
मैंने सोचा शायद वो अपनापन है;
पर वो किसी स्वार्थ का एहसास था;
उसमे भी छुपा एक अनोखा राज़ था;
उसमे भी खोट थी;
उसके बावजूद भी अकेलापन था;
उसमे भी बदनसीबी की तस्वीर थी;
उसमे भी छिपा बेगानापण था;
ना प्यार था; ना प्रीत थी;
कुछ ऐसे ही होते हैं रिश्ते....

FUCK THE FAKE

Recently, I got crowded inside abdomen with insulation of two bottles of extraa strong kingfisher and has also puffed couple of spliffs (Malboro king size). This has made me realised that who am I to hold this respectable and honest trance like situation? Isn’t I’m a wrong person to acquire such an awesome feel of life? There is nothing that somebody would prohibit me from having wonderful time with life. I think the sheer urge of your life and its dreams always decide how much you got dizzy. I think life is all about living unconditionally. It simply goes like that; we don’t need to put hindrances to desires and dreams. Basically, having a dreamy life is like building castles in the sky. It is something giving nourishment to scrawny state of our existence here on this faulty place. So being dreaming about something very special cost someone nothing, instead it gives a new way to live life. Lumps of desire and dream were the only way to happiness and this would be the indirect un-anonymity to the fact about Life. Years of living behind dark curtains of being a human body, practices only the process of respiration and in fact causing nothing to it. Bringing commotions for yourself and for the persons connected with your commands. So lets be the part of the club of real owner of original happiness. So for this, we need to learn the art of gratification. Which come out only with unconditional plausibility’s of our daily life activities.

By unconditional, I mean that everybody should follow the command of their own God. Now some of you went to wonder about what the hell is this own God. I think the person who is always used to advocate you with great deal of noise and exhorts you for some pleasurable moments of life is somebody called your well wisher and explicably known as your own God. And everything outside in this shit planet and in the fucking universe is a best exemplification of falsified non-existence of unrespectable piece of idol. Just listen to your own God. Just shun down from get expertise in fake notion of non-existing beliefs. Only your own God, will take you to the way of salvation from this fucking hell. Be passionate about life and its certain dream projects. And also try to stay raw…
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STOP MAKING FOOL OF YOURSELF

For some people the world full of uncertainties is better, rather than having a place embraced with unsurpassed features of happy life. They use to strive all the time for happiness. Trying hard all the time to explore all the elements of opportunities they got in need to bring contentment in their hard earned survival. That explains, how a social animal – a human being hues for bread and butter in his dreadful life. They all said that “we are a social waste, and we want to get rid of that.” Is there anything better than this about life? Can anyone suggest proper and pertinent belief towards their ideology? Is there anyone who can say that they are putting their life into a proper use? Is there anyone, who can proudly go for honesty to accomodate a better life? No, there is no one. I think everyone here is pulling unstretchable strings. They are pulling it hard in order to survive wished moments in this life. Also, they make it hard for every glorious moments to arrive punctually. Frankly speaking, they need to grow more, not in matters of age but of course with right part of their scalp. They need to learn more about themselves, and need not to advice others and stop jerking around. According to them, mad peoples were just grown up madly by mad thoughts and activities. But I think that their upbringing is something goes under unintentional speculative suspicion about right way of survival. In fact they should get rid all the things they are carrying along them. Instead of siphoning their think tank mind with crab of null and nudity of lunacy, they should feel something about their life.

This is not just the end of their bragness in terms of their silly & skeptical nuisance. Personalities ruled down under these commotions were popped up by the ties of their fundamentalist life and also bring down their own perspectives about claustrophobic pitch of life. In either way, they were remained un-contended of their executions, just because their way to opt for life is the possible and real indicator of their repercussioned life. This is where I think procrastination comes out for work and is known for. Plausibility of someone’s ill mentality would be the worst and weird thing about the particular person. Hence, my conclusion to this is certainly centered around bringing sensibility about one’s own life rather putting unnecessary and deliberately attempted steps of foolishness to answer and counseling someone. May be they don’t know, but finally their disastrous verdict about someone’s credibility would be in-vindicated at the end.

A MOMENT TO KILL

How it comes so hard in life that somebody feel like alone? Isn't it strange to have in-cooperative life at such a crucial part of growth? I think before proceeding to play, there is a need to understand the frugality of unconcerned elements of life. Behind every step of upbringing, something mild is hidden there – which enhance the enthusiasm in someone to create mishap either for itself or for someone. Somebody motivated enough with the strengthened ideas of their living, form the entire scene of their life story. But, someone with loosened pitch of life, keeps realizing that they are nothing but a wholly piece of shit. Something like that comes to lots of people strolling down on the streets with un-communicable life of a wannabe. Life to them meant nothing but a useless piece of paper, which should be crushed any time and thrown in dustbin.
Life, to them is not less than Insanity. Insanity gives them power to stay more in this fake acknowledgement of being a human being. Otherwise, sanity would have killed them innumerably with respect to their attitude towards life. Surviving here on this planet instead of insanity will be like a breathless life to them.
Now watch this video to explore the desire of mind

Am I Nothing ???

Everyone said I am Nothing,
Some people said I am Everything,
My Girlfriend Said,
Why do you do wild things,

Parent doesn’t like me at all,
Scold badly, I am Nothing…

Friends went grieving,
Lookin’ to me sometime,
Searchin’ love for my life,
I tellem’ ; I am Nothing…

Black is the color,
I like most,
Seems like;
I’d decided my life earlier….

I am Atheist,
Because; I don’t like your God,
And I also know;
You don’t know & like mine…

Lots of time, I ask my God,
Where you’ll take to me,
He said;
Buddy, Where you want to…

Then I ask my God,
Are you’ll always with me,
He Said: Are 'You' with 'Me'?,
I am "Speechless"……

Watch this Video and you'll really come out from all shit.

Are We "A SHINING NATION"??

Recently, a news is splashing on regular news channel in the morning which goes like - "Indian Cricketers went across to slums and introduce themselves to blind children. They don't even know who is sachin, yuvraj, harbhajan." This is because they are not the part of people like us. They are most un-priveleged, disadvantaged section of the society. To whom we like to address with pity features of our testimonies. These people always went deprived of their basic rights on 28 February. It is also to be considered here that, until independence Britishers buy a lot of annoyance from us. Such kind of ruling has been termed as Slavery by some sluggish freedom fighters existing today. But, what would be the best possible term for today's bureaucratic regime. Is our minds cloaked to logjam of thinking, when it comes to breakdown of such malicious acts of blasphemy. According to the latest studies, it enquires that almost 38.4 per cent of children of under three years are stunted to be too short from their age, looks like a small and weak toy in front of children of rich class. There are 46 per cent of children who are too thin from their age, whereas 79.2 per cent of our children under three years are anaemic. Also, among the pregnant women, anaemia has increased from 50 per cent to 58 per cent during the last two years.This is the bright future of shining India.
Earlier On February 28 2011, Finance Minister pranab Mukherjee had been honored with garlands of Budget has been declared and several has been made in Finance Act.

"Finance Minister Pranab Mukherjee announced in his budget speech that the long-promised National Food Security Bill would be moved in Parliament “during the course of this year” but failed to make any financial allocation to back up this statement."

Harsh Mander(Head of the NAC's working group on the National Food Security Bill) “We have been given the full mandate to go ahead with framing the Bill based on our own recommendations. NAC's view of its job was to “advise” the government and “not to be influenced” by its predilections. Where this leaves the issue of food security is anyone's guess."

UPA alliance have to confess that at several instance, they had been failed to address unleashing welcome of deprivation and underestimation of plight of succeeding inflationary pressure. Even though, after several recommendations of NAC (National Advisory Council) comes out to be failure on the platform of global recession and in extracting inflationary impacts out of the economy.

Now there is another stigma on the balanced third power of planet country is "Child Labour. This is going to be the part of country's massive belt of industrialization. All become possible just after the incorporation of industrialising Indian economy in very first five year plan. Which aimed at strengthening agricultural facilities through development in such tertiary industries. Almost 90% population is surviving under the cover of agricultural earning. Child labour rises massively with the unwrapping development of corporate infrastructural entities. These institutional stretching meant for meeting the needs and creating a platform for agricultural diversification at initial stage. hence, this posed a urgent need of human resource to cater the need of plenty. Such raised situational imbalance, led lots of child to enter into such arena. And this impending curse is still going successfully with extensive mechanisation. But, the thing really consume my attention is that, the core reason of flapping outstretch of developmental process of aid to agriculture went unreasonable. The number of child labourers in tertiary sector has been increasing since 1991. At present their presence is very high in bars, restaurants, internet cafes, malls, retail chains, transportation sector, communications, banking, and business establishments. Prior to 1991 most of them were seen in primary and secondary sectors like agriculture, manufacturing industry, etc in India. Some of them have also been working in highly hazardous and unsafe industrial establishments. Most of them without any special economic benefits though they work in life threatening industries.
Here question is arised in my mind that:

• We, independent nation, is really going in a very fine way?
• Does the process of growth is covering every single section of the society?
  

DREAMS & DESIRES

Life meant for survival, but there are two roads to this survival. One goes towards miserable, depressing moments of life. Whereas, second one goes for happy, joyful mints of life. But, who’ll decide that where do we lie in this static path. Where is the original idea of living would take. It is really as tough as it seems. Had anything fixed at its required position, put thwarts to extinction. But, firstly – indeed - it is really a need to be ponder that what would be the thing, that constitute such a huge responsibility ? Lots of people like us got it quite late. I’ve also scored a point in this regard. We used to bloom it later, sometimes quite later.
I think our ‘Desires’ & ‘Dreams’ decide that whether we want to live happily or not. Do we are seriously following the concerns of cheerful life ? Do we had noticed that either we are fit for life or not ? ‘Desires’ and ‘Dreams’, both of them are elements of scarcity in each unhappy life. Long living life can underwent guilt of neglecting happiness, if it does not constitute the real purpose of wish full desires. Lots of examples can be flourished swiftly, if based on unsuccessful life. But, there is single to ecstatic life. And, it must comprises of strong tendency to realise the dreams to which we had committed. One should dreamt of being ‘on cloud nine’.
It happens to be revolutionary step, if somebody succeed in achieving what s/he had ever dreamt of. For what his/her desires had been installed in his heart. I need to know why is so ? I mean, Is there is a basic traditional criteria for accomplishment of desiress and dreams? Is there is a special welcome song or ceremony for achievers. Are they had actually the won the universe? There is no confusion in saying that we had been come to known the truth of universe. But the problem is quite different from the mistake. So, this would simply clarify that, it has been quite tough and hard to have dreams. Seems like that we need to put our life on flame to achieve dream, to fulfill desires, to live life. What a bullshit is this. Who had puked these lines.
This should be true that Ignorance for our dreams and desiress will bring a hard set-back to life. It could un-cherished the hard realities of life. It could proven to be remorse of life. So, for a contended and blissful journey of life on this planet, please dream a lot, think of something called desires. Do not deny the massage of divine spirit. Make most of your presence on this planet. Live your life with any idea of exhilaration. This is the idea of “Supreme Power”.

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