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Recently I've come across the news of a boy being suspended for hugging a girl in the school premises. It occured in Kerala with its highly educated society. Oh god! This is ridiculous. Being a citizen residing in kerala I'm ashamed to accept such a heinous crime aganst the blooming generation took place in my society. With the informations filling in and the responses from the schools and parents, it is clear that it is the school authorities who have been blowing into the fire. The boy have already appoligised for his behaviour. A boy hugged a girl after she won a prize in recitation. A hug ! Nothing more. It was a gesture of their excitement and appreciation. Till now I believed that school is a place of education and correction and not punishment and labour. But with incidents such as this it is time to rethink. The flaws in the current education system is getting more attention. It seems that afterall the school authorities only care about their reputation and not ...

I adore you, when you say I'm mad to see that you care for me In your muddle of thoughts Am I so valuable to you But Where were you till I got insane How come you get to me, now To pursue the memories Hitting me with the volleys of pain I was not there when you needed me Here you are at last Prominent, to me Why make me have, Those promises that I can't keep Do you know the pain of being false To the one whom I care Putting up the evil smile, crying within the soul To smile, when I cut through your heart Knowing the blood flowing on my hands To feel the guilt flowning in my soul There in the dungeon of memories I confined myself to make up to you I avoided you so far, to let you know I'm sorry Thinking that I wasn't worthy, trying to get over This pretty mess I've made, Guilt was friendly to me Keeping the pains away from me But it had its price, that no one can refuse to pay Turned me resilient, into a stone One day I saw that it was l...

Good nyt...one day I'll say one to this world Some may cry and Some may laugh Some may weep and some may rejoice Some may curse and some may bless care not, as long as it doesn't signify Life is a mere struggle for happiness happiness is in paucity, where the dead shall see and living shall not The eternal happiness lies in concomitant presence of absence Then I  join soul with natural limbo, i find my being There i begin to enjoy, this ferocious beast of mine, Wish this beast ends with and in me.                         

Dean was a bright, young chap from Oxford. He was interested in studying other people, so he decided to pursue a Masters in Philosophy.  His dream was to obtain a PhD in the same discipline. Dean was walking down the road one day, when he suddenly went up to a pool and dipped his head in water. A stranger nearby, felt uneasy watching this odd behavior and asked him, "Hey dude, what's that you are doing there?”   “Huh?", Dean replied, "I’m trying to suffocate myself, so that my thinking, will stop." "What? What is so terrible in your thoughts, that you need to suffocate yourself? ", asked the man?  "I was thinking of religion, mate”, said Dean.  The stranger felt uneasy, hearing that a man would want to avoid thinking about religion. He thought that this man must be crazy. He asked, "What's your name?" Dean said to the man, “My name is Dean and as you seem to have interest in me, I'll tell you my story." This is how he...

 Paulo Coelho in his book, Zahir  portraits  a desperate writer who is bound to find his Zahir, the lost love. The protagonist reveals his reasons to write. He wanted respect for himself. He wanted to express the feelings and leave an impact in other's life. He wanted to play the game, game of words. It is from Zahir I took inspiration to write. Words can have a mystic power. The pen can often write itself, provided with a reason. But it is not what it makes good writers. People tend to keep a diary upon hearing their idols maintain one. But after the first few entries, it is discarded altogether. The truth is writing is an art which chooses its destiny. The destiny of a writer lies at the tip of his pen and not in his hands. For many its a path to glory wealth  and whatever. But for some others it is  life. And that's why I wanted to be one of them. Autobiography is a way of writing which prevailed through out all stages of writing.Autobiography...

American President Mr Franklin D Roosevelt once said "The only thing we have to fear is fear". Fear is the feeling of anxiety concerning the outcome of something or the safety of someone or the likelihood of something unwelcome happening. Fear is an unwanted emotion that will let you from thinking clearly and solve issues. Fear is a false anticipation of  something to go wrong.Fear is a necessary evil. Fear often helps you in physical situations  by boosting adrenalin. But in mental and intellectual troubles fear is an adverse factor. When fear is inflicted it reduces your ability to think and lead you by instincts. Shakespeare in one of his famous dramas said "When you fear a foe, fear crushes your strength ; and this weakness gives strength to your opponents"  It is same in the case of problems in life. When you begin to fear them they will only grow. But rather when you start to face them you will see they will begin to melt away like ice. There is no life a...

The Strange Case Of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde is a scientific novella by R L Stevenson which describes a strange thing that a man has dual personalities and that can be choked out by medicine. When i first read the book i find it quite absurd. But later i was astonished to see how one of my friends connected it to our current lives. Dr Jekyll was a talented medical practitioner. When he tried one of his portions he changed to a stout, ugly man who was name Hyde. Jekyll was a man with values and good at heart. But Hyde had a personality as ugly as he was. my friend connected it to the way we act in social media and life. Today in social media we try to make a perfect man, which we want ourselves to be. We act as intellectuals who are ready to change the humankind. But we fail to be the same in life. What we pose in front of the society is what we want to be and not what we are. Seldom the society is reluctant to accept us how we are despite how good you are. A black dot on a white board...