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Monday 8 December 2014
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Mahaprasthanika Parva

It was after a long interval we set out for a tea. For us the usage 'leaving out for a tea' provides some sought of adventure, trip or sometimes crazy tasks for fun. We found immense pleasure in sipping tea after some extravagant actions which allowed ourselves tired. This time we were just thinking of walking our bus route to town. We contrived for sleeping earlier so that we can start walking early morning. But the usual problem of sleeplessness doesn't allowed us to sleep early. And some of my friends fall asleep while trying to stay awake till morning. However it was a really disturbing task to make them awake when the alarm disturbed us at 4:00 am. We irritated them making them awake and setting everything ready to go.

The village was still sleeping silently under the warm blanket. The cool breeze that gently blushed where more than enough for getting us come out from the warm sleepy tiredness. The start was set to begin from our usual bakery a kilometer away from residence. The strong tea was hot enough to raise the interest of our exploration capability. We the group of five, for a morning walk covering approximately 14 km, with 16 bus stops (checkpoints), was the task. 

After finishing the tea with lots of fun and blaming each other for our crazy plan we get down to road. We started walking from the first checkpoint targeting the climax. After 100 meters of walk we noticed a small dog following us from the beginning of our journey. It was too small so we feared whether the dog will met with an accident.

The walk was slow and simple while finishing the first two checkpoints and it was easier than expected. Remembering the long fourteen checkpoints ahead, we wanted to make the journey even more interesting. So we started singing songs from the evergreen hits to new trendy classics. At the time we reached the fifth checkpoint one of my friend stopped. We understood something is wrong with him and asked him about it. He replied "I think I can't walk further more! Need to find a closet; its paining inside. "We burst to laugh and put him in ill humour with this retort.

The morning breeze and the hot tea combined for a major cause. We called one of our sleeping friend to pick him up in a bike towards the closet. After little hesitation, disturbed from sleep, he came within minutes and took him back to room which later provided him enough relaxation. We started again with the group of four and the little dog following us.

Sun started its walk from east to west leaving his bright waves of light to earth. These waves of light penetrated through the green leaves. Meanwhile we reached the eighth checkpoint. There arose the need for an energy boosting tea. So we found a near by bakery where we can rest our back for relief. We were talking about the next half plan. It will be harder covering the next half because half among us are already tired. There will be more heat and dust with heavier sun rays hitting eyes. One among us is concerned about his costume of small trousers and less washed cloths. And we finished the tea within time and started to continue the mission. But unexpectedly one among us seemed to be sleeping in his folded hands at the table. We made him awake. But he said he cant continue walking in that present stage. Finally after lot of motivation failure, we found a solution. We left him in the near by room which was owned by one of our senior brother, staying there and working nearby. After settling him to sleep we continued our journey of craziness with the group of three and the little dog.

It was a refreshed morning with people opening shops with the song " Kowsalya suprada rama poorva sandhya....." Workers started their hard works early morning, dreaming a bright future ahead. I felt it like my back bone is getting  afflicted slowly. Town busses started their rounds throughout the city rushing to finish the routes within time. The fruits and vegetables displayed at the opening stores presented a conspicuous view of freshness. We started again with the target of reaching the town. While singing songs and walking in some speed, people around would have thought about some insane characters. While reaching the 12 th checkpoint a pedestrian with neat professional uniform broke slippers of the one who is walking behind me. He left leaving a sorry just as like the formality demands. We walked till the 12th checkpoint and he was saying he won't continue without chappals. Finally showing hands of help for a lift before the coming bikes fruited. He faded away towards the footsteps we left behind sitting in the back seat. This disturbed the one with me totally. He started saying " look! It is better to go back. Everyone escaped and they betrayed us. Let's get a bus ! " I walked straight acting like you cant make me return.

It was more prettier the day with school busses and roadside filled with cluster of beautiful students grouped everywhere. Too much of vehicles started rushing to colleges and industries for the morning shift. We, with one of my friend and the small dog we walked in some force and speed, to reach the town as soon as possible. My friend felt it shy to walk wearing mini trousers and dried dusty T-shirt. So he keep repeating about returning before entering the town. And I replied nothing back but was walking straight and quiet. When the 14th checkpoint came, accidentally there came a town bus at the bus stop. He angrily run on to the bus and left with it and that felt like the reply for my silence. I walked alone with the little dog behind me. The dust and smoke were becoming more and more while reaching every step forward. With little pain in the foot and a bit more in the back I reached the town bus stand. The final destination gave me some immense pleasure and a beautiful smile in my cheek. With the happiness of finishing the task I ordered for a tea and was thinking about the trip. I saw the small innocent dog which followed me all way. I get some biscuits for him. While serving my beautiful companion with biscuits I found similarities of our journey with the mythical story 'Mahaprasthanika Parva'.

Mahaprasthanika Parva ( Sanskrit : महाप्रस्थानिक पर्व), or the "Book of the Great Journey", is the seventeenth of eighteen books of the Indian Epic Mahabharata . It has 3 chapters. It is the shortest book in the Epic.

Mahaprasthanika Parva recites the journey of the Pandavas across India and finally their ascent towards Himalayas, as they climb their way to heaven on Mount Meru . As they leave their kingdom, a dog befriends them and joins their long journey.

Pandavas starts their journey. Sahadeva dies on the way. Yudhisthira explains Sahadeva like his other brothers was virtuous in every respect, except he suffered from the vice of pride and vanity , thought none was equal to him in wisdom. The brothers continue on taheir way to Mount Meru. Nakula dies next. Yudhisthira explains that Nakula also suffered from the vice of pride and vanity, thinking he was the most handsome person in the world. Arjuna is the next person to die without completing the journey.

Yudhisthira explains to Bhima, Arjuna too suffered from the vice of pride and vanity, thinking he was the most skilled, most powerful warrior in the world. Yudhisthira, Bhima and the dog continue forward.

Bhima tires and falls down. He asks his elder brother why he, Bhima, is unable to complete the journey to heaven. Yudhisthira explains his brother's vice of gluttony , who used to eat too much without thinking about the hunger of others. Finally Yudhisthira reaches heaven and the dog will take back its original form of a devan.

Remembering the story and experiencing it was really peace providing. I looked up into the rushing city where hundreds running for making a living. I took the small dog in hands and find a side seat. While sitting in the seat, watching the busy world ahead, a strong wave of happiness was been continuously rushing inside.

Sometimes you may think what is so special about walking this 14 kilometers . Its significance lies in, where a group of lazy people exists and a foolish generation only born to sit and chat at the virtual world.






Friday 28 November 2014
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New seeds for Indian Education

Importance of education affects the status of every country. Status of a country is all based on the quality of education it provides. It is the our responsibility checking quality of our education and maintaining status of our country.
In Kerala, we studied lower primary education of DPEP (District Primary Education Programme) syllabus where we should carry colour pencils, art works describing subject matter and assignments. It was fun working with those subjects. In upper primary section including history,geography and science we had tough exams which makes us usually complain about the mysterious questioning style. They includes pictures of birds and vehicles for questioning subjects like physics and chemistry. That resulted in absence of surety about result prediction. Unexpectedly division of marks were liberal . That provided confidence for the next exam to create answers. The next year was more interesting; analysing questions and creating answers. 
Instead of direct questions that could be answered only through memorizing the lessons, indirect questions and open ended questions were included so that the student needed to think before answering, and the answers could be subjective to some extent. This meant that the students had to digest what they studied and had to be able to use their knowledge in a specific situation to answer the questions. Present social situations like political and economical issues related with subjects became questions. That created the importance of being updated with the news. At the same time, the new method took away a lot of pressure and the children began to find examinations interesting and enjoyable instead of being stressful. We understood the value of our education is precious when we migrated from Kerala to our  neighboring state for higher education.

Teacher - The model
In India, a great system named 'Gurukula' was been practiced in olden ages. The student should go for his guru requesting for his approval as a disciple. After his acceptance he should live with him gathering every knowledge his master can provide. Metaphysics and philosophy were the main core subjects taught.
The main lesson taught by gurukula system is the teacher itself. Every teacher should be a model for students to follow the right path.
Now a days the quality of a teacher should be checked. I personally categorize modern teachers as 4 types.
1. Newspapers - they just read the information.
2. Radios - they will not allow doubts
3. Kings - they think they should rule students
4. Politicians - they say if you have any doubt then
                             ask me, if you have any problem then
                               tell me etc. And escapes in needs.
We can't blame our teachers alone for this situation. The quality less education and improper teacher training makes the 'Newspapers'. The teacher selection of authorities without finding or analysing his abilities creates 'Radios'. The people meant for serving students are transformed to rulers and the system continues within themselves. When one becomes teacher he/she utilize their position as an opportunity to rule students, as it was for them.
Improper teacher training programmes and its implementation failure are the basic reason behind this condition. Training levels should be effective such that the teachers should understand how to make the students gather knowledge, think and analyze things for a better future. Proper training levels provide better knowledge about how the students can perform well with their brains.
'Amir khan'  the erudite Bollywood actor explains the best concept of teaching in his movie '3 idiots'. He says ' Even the lion of zoo will do actions as its master suggests, we will not call lion 'well educated' but we say 'well trained' '. Well educated means they should know how to analyze and create. In my personal opinion I think we can create masterminds with the help of changing the present way of teaching in a slightly different manner. We have four levels of Indian school system : lower primary (age 6 to 10), upper primary (11 and 12), high (13 to 15) and higher secondary (17 and 18). In the lower primary level, manners like punctuality cleanliness etc. should be taught including the basic of subjects. Stories should be told effectively so that imagination and capability for thinking can be made even from childhood. In the upper primary section they should study the language so that they can learn everything reading ie. without translation. Another thing is the art of learning should be thought. Other than mental photography technique memorizing every line, the theory can be zipped by relating it with some other ideas and can be stored in memory. A student with proper language skills can elaborate the zipped concept eloquently.
In the high school level they should include some subjects and activities that can help them finding their career. They should be checked how effectively they can produce their potential abilities out. The exam should have a better interview level that check his/her skills of being a student which includes aptitude and creativity. Exams should not bother them while enjoying studying. During the higher secondary education they should realize the core of their abilities and should select subjects accordingly. There should be enough guidance specially allotted to support such departmental qualities. They should be taught how effectively the modern technology can help them in achieving their interests.
Apart from this there should be a revision of base in every levels. The teachers should try to create curious minds so that the education become much more interesting. They should make the students able to think out of the box through debates and group discussions.
Our government can do a lot more for improving our quality of education. Corruption in examinations aiming at the good result outcome from school is also a threat for our society. Corrupted government officers and syllabus selection creates a foolish generation. Updating the syllabus at times in accordance with the improving technology is the suitable way of creating a new great India.
Kerala was the first state in the country to introduce Information Technology as a subject of study at the High School level. It was started in class 8 with the textbook introducing Microsoft Windows and Microsoft Office. Once you establish these methods throughout our country, the idea will make you feel like its implacable. Changes are happening all around. Let those changes direct us towards a bright future.

Saturday 22 November 2014
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Experiencing Village & its beauty


This is an incident that took place recently, when I decided to spend my diwali holidays in a Tamil village with one of my classmate. It was the end of terminal exams and starting of model exams continuing till university exams. Expecting the busy season ahead I have decided to make a trip to somewhere in search of peace. Unexpectedly 'Meialakan' an amiable fellow from erode invited me to his village where they arranged a trip to 'kolli hills - the dangerous road in 
south India with 70 hairpin turns. 

It was the second time for me to reach his home where two children Naveen and Jyothika gave me company. When I visited that village last time they told me that the rain only visits them rarely and for two years there was no rain. Such a situation where there is no water to drink and to cultivate grains. The Kaveri river seemed to be like the spill ways. But this time nature blessed them with enough rain that covered their land with a green carpet. Even ponds and wells got filled. In the diwali evening we were playing with the crackers at his home and was planning about next day trip.

Unfortunately the arrival of an unexpected guest destroyed our plan with their animal sacrifice ceremony for thanksgiving. So because the function can't be avoided we abort the plan for trip and decided to stay at his grandpa's house. His grandpa's house is a three room habitat with an extended verandah where they actually live.

Sun moved a few hours other side when we reached his grandpa's house. There were some elderly people including his uncle and aunts preparing food for the relatives.  They were all present for the temple function of offering goat for their god. The animal sacrifice ceremony is performed a kilometer away temple where many of the localities usually pray for the well being of their village. In that agricultural village most of the people used to travel in a cycle structured motor scooter and only the coming generations use motor bikes which are more stable than their usual vehicle. So because we came in the motor bike we are assigned for taking the offering goat to temple nearby. I felt so excited being there because it was my first experience watching a Tamil custom in a village. Then the time got ready. They taught me how to hold a goat in my lap avoiding its  jumping from the bike. So he started the bike; I diligently took the goat and sat behind. Goat was big and heavy. The heart of heavy goat was beating quiet giving me a poke at my thigh lap. It was enjoying its final moments of life silently. Even if it had a bad odour of shit, I never felt it bad. Within minutes came the temple. There was a small crowd present with their offerings like goats, hens and a small pig. It was nearly 9:30pm when the prayer started with ringing bells and lifted fire. The priest suddenly started dancing, shivering his hands and rotating his head. Watching him doing like this I made a confused glance at Meialakan standing at my side. He replayed that ' saami vandath' means 'The God has  Came '. After a pause of time two of the elderly ladies also started dancing, shivering body and rotating heads. They all show the presence of god among them. Then the priest took a small vessel full of water and came dancing. Two of the strong men came forward and hold him for support. They took him to every goat and he took some water in his palm and poured it on each goat head. Everyone seems to be eagerly looking onto each goat after this ritual of water pouring. Soon the goats started to shook their head in order to get the water out of their head. The elder people made some sound showing some kind of end to their anticipation. I twisted my head and made an expression of ignorance. Meialakan understood my question mark shaped expressions reason and explained. '' They are asking the goat for its affirmation with the pouring water and when the goat shook its head implies its confirmation in taking its life.'' With no possibility to chide, whatever it be a goat or human it will surely shook its head when water is poured above head . Do you feel it so terrible ? What about experience watching it!
After getting approval from every keda(goat) they made it ready for its sacrifice, holding its upper legs together with one leg and lower legs with other. The dancing priest came with a knife to cut each goats head. I began to abhor that scene and stood confused whether to see it or not to. As the first goat left its blood I find it so hard looking at it. So to inhibit that scene of murder, I diverted my point of view straight so that I can find a gathering of ladies at the opposite side. There every lady was of my mothers age or more.

Between them I started searching for a young girl without hope of finding one. At the back of that group I suddenly stuck at two beautiful eyes which were looking on the god statue. All of a sudden it pointed straight on me. With the excitement of that look and remembering the strength of Tamil slap, I diverted my view and acted like I'm behaving casually. Again after some seconds I repeated looking back at her. Only some parts of her face including eyes were visible. She appeared like a gem in dug so that I adjusted myself here and there to see her between the crowd. At that time meialakan interrupted. " Hey look here; See how the pig is getting killed. " There the girl disappeared between the crowd and every eyes were killing the final pig visually. A small pig was held tight horizontally and the priest came with a vel (kundham). He inserted it into its throat giving end to its small life. The small pig gave its life crying out loud like a simple cat. There was an old callous man with a clay pot, collecting hot blood of every baits. I doubted myself whether that man have no emotions while collecting those blood sprayed even at his arms. The man with a pot full of innocent blood appeared so feral. Can you believe he serve god ?

When they finished killing the last that ground appeared like a war field with beheaded goats and full of blood. Fourteen pigs, ten hens and a small pig sacrificed their life for humans. While packing the goat meat back to home I searched for that owner of beautiful eyes. At the back of a tree I found her wearing a green silk saree and was talking with two small kids. But what made me sad was her bulging stomach carrying a heavy kid inside. Those kids were even calling her 'mom'.

We came back to home ready to prepare mutton curry. They took the goat skin carefully and was cutting its legs. The head and the legs were burnt in fire and kept stored for months like the old people of ancient periods. That night was my session to chat with those village people and they became my very good listeners. They enjoyed  talking with me and my eloquent speech were interesting for them like never before. I wanted to ask them about this ritual of brutal behavior, but I understood my position as a guest and made myself silent in questioning them in something related to their belief.

The next day mutton curry was not good for me and remembered me about the last night seen of assassinated goats. I vomited that morning and find it difficult to eat something. We returned that day morning. Being a village boy in that agricultural village was wonderful. Enjoying every moment and  experiencing something new like the volleyball match in midnight, the cycle ride between crop fields, getting friends with his friends, the kedavett, watching agricultural fields etc were awesome. Being a listener for their dreams was been also a wonderful experience. While returning back from there I felt myself proud for getting such a chance in exploring such a village.




Saturday 15 November 2014
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Women of Indian society

I think one of my friend from my village and his story suits the opening. He studied nursing as because it was the trend of that time. But when he finished his studies situation changed a lot. He was a normal village boy and had a younger brother. He always had a sexual starvation with an enthusiastic eye on every girl he saw. I think the social status and the formalities he practiced made him silent while he experienced such lust. After spending lot of money in the foreign agency, his dad arranged him a visa and a job that flooded him to UK. He got job and an apartment where he can share it with three other female mates. He felt it so shy to face them every time and two of them were attractive enough to kill his mode of control. He avoided situations where they initiated for some long conversations. He wanted to come back home so because he can't adjust with that situations. After half a month he suddenly became ill and needed to have rest for two days. At that time they took leave and served him with alacrity, arranged his leave formalities at hospital and made him speak. At first he felt shy and had thinking like 'these ladies are going to take advantage of me'. He acquiesced and started talking with them, interactive conversations took place. Slowly he realized, he is changing dramatically. His concept on looking at women changed in a way that he never felt them sexually attracted after. He enjoyed their friendship their care and their love. When he came back to our village, we saw a different man of self quality. He says the reason for his change in looking at women with his story. In the past, if he would have existed like the way he was his sexual starvation would have directed him to rape.

I think the major and basic reason for rape is the gender discrimination exists in our society. Lack of female love turns to ignorance and the desire for experimenting. Humans from the very beginning showed their immense pleasure in finding something that they were unknown about. In magic shows every audience looks for the secret behind the trick other than getting amazed.
Women of our society are kept secret by our own cultural rules and judicial laws. Sigmund Freud known as the father of psychoanalysis, stated the core reason behind most of the psychic disorders as sexual starvation. We separate our children based on their gender, we never let them have a healthy relation with their opposite sex. Later they becomes over enthusiastic about their opposite sex ie. his/her body. They try to abuse them by touching and groping them in public transports, schools and at home.

In India women are treated as women and men are treated as men other than considering both gender as humans creating gender polarity. Our movies, social acts, serials, screenplays etc. affect our mental status in describing women of our society. Some social art forms describes women superior and other describes them as backward. Reservation for women in public buses, government offices, schools etc. also makes it worse. So because of that  many adults pass half their life not interacting with the opposite gender. It is the sexually perverted or sexually starved mind set of Indians which leads to pathetic situations.

Initially, I think we should teach our children how to live in manners, not to act.

Cultural exchange

The Vedic period can be called the "Golden Age" because this period women enjoyed high status. Ancient women were educated in the early Vedic period. Rig Vedic verses suggest that the women married at a mature age and were probably free to select their husband scriptures such as Rig Veda and Upanishads mention several women sages. Women began to decline with the Smritis and with the Islamic invasion of Babur and the Mughal Empire and later Christianity curtailing women's freedom and rights although reformatory movements such as Jainism allowed women to be admitted to the religious order by and large, the women in India faced confinement and restrictions. The practice of child marriages is believed to have started from around sixth century. People from west not only stole our resources but also a good part of our great culture.

If there is no concept named virginity in our society, what all things will be rewritten ?

Hanne Blank says, "virginity reflects no known biological imperative and grants no demonstrable evolutionary advantage."

Concept of Virginity actually makes a good girl and a bad girl in our society. If she isn't virgin, this concept opens two options; either to die or to live ashamed in the society. If she is raped to spoiled virginity, then she is considered as a bad girl neglecting her justice and society of male superiority suppress such cases encouraging rapist to do another. After committing crimes some people say ' her way of dressings provoked me'. Think wisely, whether this statement from the platform of a dreadful crime can erase or protect him from being punished. She not only loose her virginity but also life in Indian society.

Love is the medicine

A change in mindset of society can save both, life of that girl and a rapist from his bad behavior. A rapist is surely born from a place where he is subjected to absence of female love. Basic reason for sexual assaults, rape and prostitution are the indirect result of gender polarity in all parts of India. It is the right time to change our customs and culture providing equal freedom to both men and women. Respect for women needs to be preached and practiced.
The reason for these type of heinous acts are repressed mentality due to lack of sex education, spreading of porn and disgusting sexual videos.

Let freedom for individual rights and expressions may change Indian society back to our golden age of great culture.


Thursday 6 November 2014
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Kiss Of Love Not Lust



Kissing is the symbol of love not lust. If you think its lust then it is you who should change your view of looking at yourself and your state of mind. If you can kiss your mother and say it is love, then why are you watching it the other way. Even they say it is kiss of love.

Strikes are usual in Kerala, fighting within humans, destroying public properties like vehicles and shops, creating traffic and making disturbances for everyone. Police usually stand quiet at these situations like dolls at the cracker store.

Some young men and women wanted to express their protest against the orthodox behavior in changing society. They never violated rules, fight each other nor created public disturbance. Police arrested them. The whole state started blaming them. If they protested in the usual old style for another reason creating public disturbance, they will get protected and will become the next election nominees. They are blamed for a silent protest. Some others say these youth destroyed our culture. They say kiss of love, not lust. 

I think culture is something that changes with time. It is not the culture that existed 10 years back. It keeps on changing. You should think about our culture before independence. The low cast people should submit their newly wedded bride to their high cast land lord for the celebration of first night. A time where low cast ladies are not allowed to cover their bare chests. They say kiss of love not lust.

Some arguments says 'this change is the effect of westernisation not modernization'. Only the English or people from west taught us how to wear better cloths. Are you saying about India's culture. It introduced Kamasutra for the whole world. A ever made mass public descriptive note on sex. Isn't  that offensive ?

Do you want to say about Purana, base of our culture. Kamadevan and the oliambu is also a part of our purana. Krishna the lord had too much of wives and pancha pandavas shared a single wife. Our youth said, 'kiss of love', not lust.

Culture is something that is constantly changing. Even then they are not protesting it will change with time. I would like to present you an example. If the bill gates have not introduced Microsoft, someone will have done that job after, sometimes better than that. What makes him special is that he started the new culture revolution in IT releasing Microsoft. Likewise these young people are the front row of our changing society and culture. They should be praised for their intrepid attitude in facing such situations. What they wanted is here to reach the society with their ideas. Their incisive work did it, creating a spark in every mind. Let a free world arise with love, respect and peace.

If you say they are not right or they are right. Or when you discuss about this within yourselves or between others, they just wanted that. Just a spark that enables us to think about freedom, love and change.

I know some local politicians, who strongly resisted the arrival of computer in our country. They made speeches making people aware about its bad effects. They said it destroys our culture, it will turn us lazy, and much more. Now they realize how foolish and useless those speeches were. They are also using computers and the government registrations and works are also performed with that change.

Let's wait for the change. Not in actions but in mindsets.




Tuesday 28 October 2014
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Avoiding Loneliness & Experiencing Solitude




One of the problems I found strange and usual around me is the main reason for this blog. I have never ever witnessed a world that stood silent around me. But my friends say, they had.
It was the first year in college hostel I heard the word Loneliness from a musical album singing 

' I'm so lonely broken angel......... '. Then I asked my friend what is loneliness. He replied that it is the feeling of being alone. How can I accept such a foolishness? No one can never be left alone because creating friends is so simple. Then I asked him the next question. " Have you ever experienced loneliness ? ''

A story about his childhood where he got worst experiences was the reply. He said he was experiencing loneliness since childhood. I tried to understand but can't even picture such a situation of being alone in the world.
                               
The reason for loneliness can be

* rejection from loved ones
* incidents against expectation
* break-ups and problems
* workload

One of my elite classmates, 'Hari krishnan' was a chatting maniac usually chat with a hundreds of friends daily. But once he started saying 'I feel so lonely.' Even though he had a hundred friends to speak daily and yet he feels lonely.
Joseph F Newton explains the reason '' People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges.''

A social networking chat box is a crystal wall which restricts emotions to pass through, just transfers copy of texts.

Loneliness is dangerous because it can direct us towards serious mental problems like depression, loss of interest in everything, sometimes suicidal tendency. I have failed many times, again and again, frustrated,but I never felt lonely. There were a lot of people to hear me every time I needed.

In the second year ,he started a Facebook page named ' I hate loneliness but it loves me more '. He added me as the admin of that page and from that I found there are hundred of requests coming to join that group. Probably girls send requests only because of its particular name.
The main reason for loneliness these days among youth is the influence of social networking. The wall created using the chat boxes. One believe the other can understand me and the other believes back. Actually none understands other. So it leaves you back in pain forwarding to loneliness.

''Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word solitude to express the glory of being alone''.
                     Paul Tillich

Solitude is a joke if told among normal youth. Nobody likes being alone that much. Everyone needs someone to share everything. Albert Einstein says, 'Solitude is painful when one is young, but delightful when one is more mature'.

I like to be alone, like to travel alone, like to walk alone, like to enjoy rain alone, like to have a coffee alone, like to work alone, and so on. But usually friends will not leave me alone and they find it strange among the society to enjoy alone. Anthony Burgess says ' To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.'

I like arguing just for nothing or to make myself understand I can win at any case. I used to argue with friends that the reason for divorces in love married couples is the over understanding which results in judgmental behavior between themselves. In my opinion a relationship exists if one protect the space of  other. If there is no space, there will not be nothing special about someone and it gets boring in the long run starting with problems without any logical reasons and finally to divorce. Every relation sustains if there something is unknown in the other side. That unknown fact of other side make us stay curious about the part and continues interesting.

Albert Einstein quotes, ' The monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind '. A serious work or a creative work is done from someone's solitude. One is able of anything and feels totally confident while enjoying solitude. It is such a special feeling I experience while being alone in the rain, screaming and laughing loud. Even the atmosphere before rain and the walk after rain provides me that  special effect of solitude.

Getting out of the feeling of loneliness can me made possible by exploring new. Get out of what you are doing. Make new friends. Go for a walk. Spend time with your family. Make yourself engaged. Let that recreate yourself from a lonely you.

Experiencing the special effect and happiness of solitude is something different. It is possible through meditation. Practice running. Follow the beat of your footsteps. Do some work that is creative. Give some time to think. If you are a chatting addict, stop interacting through internet and mobile phones. Stop hearing music and concentrate on yourself while cleaning room, washing clothes and cooking food. You better experience the wonderful feeling of solitude if you want to.

Sunday 19 October 2014
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Deepavali

India is all about its cultures, a 10000 years tradition, and its ancient scientific technologies. If someone likes visiting India, then they should experience the colours of festivals. The festivals and celebrations of India is better and wonderful than any other celebrations worldwide. Something interesting about this thing is that the Indians of different culture and religion celebrates every festival together in unity. Deepavali is the festival of lights.

The day is also known as Kartik poonam or Karthik Purnima and Tripurari Poornima Dev Diwali is observed on the full moon day in the month of Kartik in traditional Hindu calendar and is a major event in Gujarat and other parts of North India. Tulsi Puja or Tulsi Vivah is a major event on Dev Diwali day for some communities.
There are a lot of mythical explanations for the reason in celebrating diwali. Some of them are
* It is said that God descends from heaven to bathe in the Ganga.
* It is also believed that Lord Vishnu returned to Vaikunta, his abode on this day after the Vamana incarnation and visiting King Bali.
* Another legend has it that Lord Shiva killed the three demons, who were killing the Devas and humans, and destroyed the three cities built by them on this day.
* On Kartik poornima is also the birthday of Matsya, god Vishnu's fish-incarnation (Avatar).
* On It is also the birthday of Vrinda, the personification of the Tulsi plant. This day is also observed as Tulsi Vivah by some communities.
* It is also the birthday of Kartikeya, the god of war and son of Shiva.
* This day also is considered dear to Radha, the lover of Krishna - Vishnu's incarnation. It isbelieved that Krishna and Radha danced rasa and Krishna worshipped Radha on this day.
* This day is also dedicated to the pitras, dead ancestors.
* Another major event on is the taking of holy dip in holy rivers live Ganga, which his popularly known as Kartik Snan.
* Kapal Mochan Mela is observed in North India with much gusto.
* Pushkar Mela is also celebrated in Pushkar town of Rajasthan on Dev Diwali day.
* Mahabharata also has a reference to Dev-Deepavali.
                            Whatever be the myths and stories the celebration looks forward about the success of light over darkness, good over bad. It passes the message of greatness, and purity of light throughout the people celebrates. Let the world directs towards the right path with the help of light we provide.
With Gleam of Diyas, And the Echo of the Chants, May Happiness and Contentment Fill Your life ! Wishing you a very happy and prosperous Diwali !!!




Thursday 16 October 2014
| 10:15 | No Comments

In Search of God

We will be having a hundred of questions related to god asked every time. What is god ? Who is god ? Whether god really exist ? What are the powers of god ? Whether god made everything we see ? Will he punish us if we do bad things ? How he look like ? etc.
In childhood god is what my parents show me to follow and to praise for his help in situations. Jesus is my god, he is my lord, my way and my life. I have grown with the church and its premises hearing bible stories, finding its moral and trying to live accordingly. When I came 15 my way of thinking changed into such a way that of the world with common issues, problems, etc. So my god concept changed ; god is what we can't calculate with human intelligence. Something which we are unknown about and something undefined within our limits. So again mindsets started rolling and changed the angle of looking at situations. God concept seriously considered as a matter of discussion and we fought between religions and caste.
From the origin of history humans learned to praise  everything they fear such as sun, moon, thunder, sea, rain, animals, finally human kings. As in a small process they all converted to gods in with mighty stories. Tribal groups made rituals which continued generations and finally became traditions. A story for a good reason and a story for better life got invented. Ordinary fights and incidents converted to mighty stories or myths while time periods of generations overruled. Whatever be the cause everything pointed towards something that can help humans live long with unity and peace until the end. They were teaching what good means; The way to live life better; The key for maintaining human life on earth; What truth refers to. Etc.
In the pre-degree classroom, a usual English period was going on with sleeping last benches, listening front benches and gaming in-betweens. Fr. Jimmy was a funny, intellectual lecturer whom usually takes classes using interesting debates, stories, discussions etc. That day his question for debate was about god. '' whether god exists ?''  Whoever says god exists can leave their points against the priest lecturer. We were actually stunned with his question. ' How can he ask such a question ? '
Everyone was explaining the miracles happened worldwide. But he defeated every argument simply with a coincidence theory. Finally we the true believers failed after the war with words.
This incident make me think more and more about the subject.
After a month I was watching an old Malayalam hit film 'Aaramthampuran' starring 'Mohanlal' in the lead role. There a dialogue which wasn't much noticed gave me some more with the stuff. '' karmamanu daivam, karmamanu vishwasam karmam thanne anu aaradhanayum'' (means the actions we do is god, action is the belief and action itself is the praise.) These words part of bhagvathgeetha a mythical text of ancient India which is the bible of Hinduism. It gave me some more ideas that separated me slightly from my belief on Jesus. Again thoughts disturbed me with the question ' then for what the religion is for ? '.
Some more days passed leaving my mind in another confusion. One day one of my friends were talking about the need of confidence in life for achieving greatness. He said life depend only on confidence and nothing else. Whatever a confident man dreams he achieves. Then why religions are for ? Again that left me in confusion.
What make me confident about something ? My dad, my family, my acquired characters and talents, more than any thing the religious theories and god. I finalised god provides confidence, more and better than anything. Do good because god will surely reward me for that, fear to act bad because he will surely punish me one day. So base of my confidence is god which drives me good. Soon the something flashed saying god is good itself. The way of life for living happy. God is the reason for maintaining human life on earth. The reason for unity, forgiveness, and sympathy. If there were no god then the desire of humans will have killed themselves.
After finding this answer that God is good, I sat so happy near our church varandha. There at the holy mass the priest was praising the lord loud. '' Oh my God ; My Lord, you are the way, the truth, and the life. Without your grace we can't enter the gates of heaven. Lead us our god ....'' That day I carefully attended the Holy Mass. 'There Jesus gave his flesh and blood to humans; they ate his flesh and blood and became part of him. And then the priest said finally, ''For all who ate his flesh and blood will be allowed to heaven, and let them live peacefully till death. Amen...''
Jesus is my God. God is Good. If God is Good then what he have done is giving his good to others so that others can be good and can live long. The one who eat his flesh and blood is suppose to see himself and his neighbour as god itself. Then life will be happy like never before. If you can see god in others, you will be praised to God and success will comes behind. Its not a joke, there are examples; Rajanikanth in kollywood and Sachin Thendulkar in Indian cricket.
Searching for good is the next task, let me try to explain it in my next blog.

Tuesday 7 October 2014
| 00:20 | No Comments

Cutting the sitting branch

Hi engineers,
The human culture starts with the invention of machines. Starting from simple machines to most modern hi-tech machines are invented for making human life much and more easier. We created each and every machines for helping us in performing different tasks easy with increased speed and accuracy. We dreamt of an effortless future generation with every facilities available at their hand-away distance. We invented electricity, facilitated infrastructure of buildings, super computers, high-speed bullet trains, hi-tech vehicles, communication channels, robots and much more. But recently we calculated the fact of reality about future. We made everything for the future generations ignoring side effects of the technology we mastered. Finally reality about the future revealed that if we can't control the technology we mastered then there will not be a future generation to make use of what we provide. The world of humans is going to end because of the technology we invented.
Global warming caused due to the excess carbon dioxide exhibited from vehicles, industrial hot air released from chimneys, hot water spillways etc. are the major threat of mankind. Because of global warming earth poles started to melt which results in such big floods that can cover the whole land. Pollution is an agent of murder in which we programmed for murdering ourselves. Even mobile phones is the major reason for the extinction of honeybees. Signals that cut their path back to home. Over exploration of both human and natural resources lead to the scarcity of wanted minerals and petroleum.
So we are going to run out of fuel within no time. We can't ignore and avoid the technical intervention of gadgets we use. We can't even think about such a situation. Here comes the importance of nature friendly technologies. The anti-dot for the agent we programmed. We are able engineers who can even protect our world from this dreadful situation of survival dilemma. Or else it is our duty to save the world, using technology for recreating a peaceful atmosphere which can make us live long. The available methods getting widespread these days are usage of solar panels and waste management. The saga of solar cell technology is getting widespread these years. We can protect nature making the habit of genuine behaviour include recycling and reusing the products that can be used a few times so that the waste produced from them does not deplete the environment.
Waste management is an essential need which have available techniques used for the solid waste management. Some of them are

Aerobic granulation
Air purge system
Crankcase ventilation system
Cyclonic separation
Electrical resistance heating remediation
Electrostatic precipitator
Emission test cycle
Facultative lagoon
Flue-gas desulfurizationn
Green Bridge (filtration system)
Hydrodynamic separator
Hyperaccum ulators table
Onboard refueling vapor recovery

Here in this situation of distress importance of a society which unites and leads the go green motto is essential. The Jackfruit Society is all about protecting the world from this major threat of modernisation. Our world is going to become the best platform for the life to live in. We will be soon developing nature friendly technologies which are able to protect us from the deadly reply of nature for polluting it. What I wanted to remained is that we should not wait for the situation to suppress us with another disaster. We should manage to protect ourselves from whatever the threats aiming at us.
We as the engineers of this era should dedicate themselves in working with the technology that are able to protect ourselves from pollutions and disasters. We should dedicate our knowledge, time and work for the betterment of coming generations and mother earth. Lets make the coming generations praise us for protecting them from all harm.

Sunday 28 September 2014
| 00:42 | 1 Comment

5 Steps for being Creative


Final year college period of life definition started with placement coaching classes and serious preparations for interviews. I used to hear the words confidence, creativity, ideas, aptitude etc. minimum five times a day. I rechecked myself with these terms of self valuation. I'm confident enough about myself, which makes me in this situation of pride. My friends and classmates used to say 'who on earth is creative than Daivas'. I don't know what miracle from me make them say so. Usually ideas for short films, decorations, program co ordinations, love proposals, break ups, etc. were simply written with my master plan.

                                    Even if I'm very weak in aptitude, I make them believe I'm good at it giving an expression like ' I know the answer but I'm not interested in the quiz' is enough for them to believe I'm good at it. I started thinking about the term creativity and how that evolves. The dominant factors of creativity are usually identified as "the four Ps" —process, product, person and place. In my point of view creativity is been processed with five steps.

1. Gathering knowledge

2. Analyzing

3. Relating

4. Visualizing

5. Working

                                Before starting with the points, it will be easy to explain these things with an imaginary story where I can transform myself into a hero.

We, with one of my friend, attended a grand function of two days in which we saw a beautiful lady in black wardrobe. Both of us were flattered by her stunning looks and wanted her for a date before the next day ends. My friend started talking with her impressing her with his handsome looks and style. At night while enjoying a beer I collected maximum details about her interests(including her love for lip colors) from him. The next day I saw her attractively beautiful at the buffet corner. I walk straight to her and presented her a pack of lakme special edition lipsticks which surprised her at my introduction. Next I introduced myself and started talking with her including her interests and subjects. I flabbergasted her within an hour or two. And  !,;;:::=>><#$%&&-+(()),;:>>< .

This story is an example how I creatively approached her for dating.

1. Gathering knowledge

Knowledge is something we acquire from surroundings mostly from our childhood stories and our observational and exploitative character increases the intensity of gathering knowledge. In the example told above the first step I took was gathering knowledge about her. I collected her interests, weakness etc. that made me get the gift for her. Only knowledge about the subject creates the platform for creative 
thinking.

2. Analyzing

Analyzing something is a practiced capability in which someone can acquire it by practice. When relating it with the story I was able to talk with her estimating her character from her costumes and way of responding. I should analyze her character so that I can respond back to her understanding the replay she expects.

The famous character of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes is a man of age who had the capability of analyzing power. He had extra ordinary analyzing power which directs him towards solutions for every cases as a detective. He analyzes a person estimating age, work, character, state of mind etc. by observing his appearance.

Every creative man should know how to analyze himself for recreating his character. He should study how to analyse his surroundings of wonderful transformations.

3. Relating

In this world nothing is new. Whatever we say new is the beautiful proportions mixed with the timing of situations. If we observe closely we will find the situations, trends, technology and position varies in every movie but emotions are the same; sequences are the same. Likewise relating something with something for creating something new is called a creative effort.

Sir Issac Newton and the apple story is famous because he related it with gravity of earth which directed towards the laws of gravitational force. The cause of everything big is the outcome of relating something small with a greater thought. A week later our placement trainer was saying about the constructional idea for rocket was originated from a type of food named 'kolputtu' where everyone burst to laugh. Relating is very essential and powerful if you can relate something small with a bigger idea.

4. Visualization

Visualization or dreaming in clarity means, a planning for the task performed. Visualizing something in advance increases our confidence for working with the subject. In the story told above that night was my dream zone where I saw myself talking with her. I repeated the dream changing situations or like someone entering between us and then what can I do etc. Even if my friend came between us I m prepared for the way, how to avoid him.

Rhonda Byrne is a great motivational trainer who teaches about the confident lifestyle of achievements. In his book 'The Secret' he teaches how to visualize situations with confidence and without negative thoughts entering our mind. Practicing the same helps in achieving it without  much of effort.

5. Working

You will be thinking whether its worth a point to be told, because someone who wants surely works. This point is important because it is based on many supporting factors unlike mind, apart from the remaining points. Working calls for Time, Money, Support, Raw materials and Smartness. I like  to think, so I used to show interest in working with the above four. But sometimes money resists, sometimes time, and some other time I feel myself a tad lazy to work. If we avoid laziness and making other needed things available, it will be fun to work as visualized.

I believe creativity is nothing more than this. If you are lucky enough with the situations it can bring you a great fortune.






Sunday 14 September 2014
| 11:54 | No Comments

Onam Celebration

Onam is the festival of Kerala(south Indian state). Gods own country celebrates onam to remember great asura king Mahabali who was noble and kind to his people in Kerala. Wherever the mallus unite, there onam is celebrated. The beauty of the festival lies in its secular fabric. People of all religions, castes and communities celebrate the festival with equal joy and verve. Onam also helps to create an atmosphere of peace and brotherhood by way of various team sports organised on the day. We are also a part of celebration. Onam mark the commemoration of Vamana avatara of Vishnu and the subsequent homecoming of the mythical King Mahabali who Malayalees consider as their King. The meaning of the song sang everywhere in Kerala that day make us remember the situation existed during his ruling period.
When Maveli ruled the land,
All the people were equal.
And people were joyful and
merry;
They were all free from
harm.
There was neither anxiety
nor sickness,
Deaths of children were
unheard of,
There were no lies,
There was neither theft nor
deceit,
And no one was false in
speech either.
Measures and weights were
right;
No one cheated or wronged
his neighbor.
When Maveli ruled the land,
All the people formed one
casteless races

Our college is situated in the birthplace of human civilization and languages. Tamilnadu has its proud of generations and now it is the masterland of education. Here, for last three years we are celebrating Onam with its colours and games. Usually final year students organise Onam celebrations in its strength and unity. We were waiting for our turn to organise the prosperous Onam. Finally this year we got the chance. We were happy and was planning about Onam at its maximum level with the expected money. Everything arranged well and rate for every product we brought were enquired many times to get it maximum best and cheap. I got two regions both stage&decoration and announcing management. Money got allotted for decoration in which I planned of making the statue of great king Mahabali. I had total confidence about the announcing management because I believed I am good at it. So I avoided thinking about that program of vocal practice. The Mahabali was another question. My laziness slow down the work of statue and gave me immense headache that night which left me sleepless. I spend whole night working with the statue and finally I quit without getting perfection at my work. That morning the celebration started wonderfully great. We were in traditional costumes with girls wearing white saree and traditional ornaments.
The official inaugural function started with speeches. I somehow fixed the statue unsatisfied in one of the less noticed position. There was two members allotted for announcements including myself in the morning section. Uncontrollable sleep was fading my face and was disturbing my head. In some parts of my inner head I felt like a drop of spirit is mixed up and spreading.
I started welcoming the guest '' Let's welcome our Respected Guest Mr. .. . .. . . . .  .&$%$%#& " an absolute silence.
I forget his name. I forget what I told before. I don't know what to continue after. I gathered confidence and tried again. Again the same happened. Even if I made mistake my partner adjusted it simply with his talent. I quit that too. A day of failures was enough for me to spoil my mood. Even then I adjusted for  success of celebration and for supporting friends. We danced alongside our Tamil brothers. We made competitions, played games, performed cultural programmes, shared sweet drinks, sang loud, listened to drum music performance etc. The program was a grand success. And I doubt whether this college witnessed such a celebration of happiness before. Everything was going perfect as expected, except my duties.
At that midst of happiness there came a big disaster. Within minutes every face turned sad. As like waves of tsunami something struck hard. Already there was lack of small amount of money even then it was adjustable. But our treasurer missed the balance amount of money in a nearby bakery. Some huge amount.
I was thinking about his mental condition when I heard this shocking news. I adjusted my mind of frustration analysing myself with his condition. I searched for him thinking of rescuing him from my fellow mates in killing him mentally. But their the situation shocked me enough. Everyone there was consoling him saying that incident as a part of fait. His eyes appeared red and his hands were shivering. We together found an alternative source for raising fund. Everyone was trying to make him come back to such a situation like nothing happened. We enjoyed and compelled him to dance with us for getting out of the mood. Finally the celebration ended happily.
I have heard from the juniors that our batch holds the name for unity in the history of mallu batches existed. But this was the first situation in which I realized we had such a unity. Everyone worked hard realizing their importance for such a target. When the disaster struck everyone fought together with confidence and stood brave. I felt such proud being part of such a batch, thinking about the situations. Its worth thankful to god almighty for such a unity and for making me part of such one.

Sunday 7 September 2014
| 11:05 | 1 Comment

Performing Robbery

Second year college life had many series of memorable moments to explain. An year that changed everyone to their unbelievable state of building character and habits. An year diverted both our mind sets as well as life. Some of my friends who were feared of something became more brave to face situations and some became serial drinkers, some smokers, some studied how hard life is, some understood how the outside world is and so on.
We elated with joy, made enmity with seniors, clashed each other, forsaken our principles, hardened our friendship, ragged juniors, studied new languages, collected new knowledge and transformed ourselves. Some of my best buddies and their life being room mates attracted me a lot. Their method of unity and living needed to be appreciated in the method of adjusting money maintenance. Following the Jesus Christ with his confident quote they live in present like, there is no tomorrow. If someone is getting money from home today then they spend it on food and celebration. In most of the cases that money have the life of two or four days at least. Then two days are miserable in that week with starving, adjustment and finally debts. The next week opens with other ones money lavishly. The same repeats again and again. They never think about the quantity of money their partner can provide but they only think about the value of money in the correct occasion of starvation. More or less, whether it can satisfy their hunger the money contributes a greater value. Usually at the weekend parties they used to praise each other for the good and tease for the bad. That practice made them in creating a good character by developing the good in them and erasing the bad. They always had the behavior of performing risk full acts for fun ; or else let me say they like something risky and different to act.
I remember a time when we regularly visit tea shop opposite a company at 1 O'clock morning. Coimbatore city police didn't allow roaming after eleven at night. Even we manage escaping from get caught by that money eating bastards. Some time we run to escape from police and it appears to be like 'robbers running with robbed thing' for others. And one day we actually did robbery, not for gain but for fun and experience.
There were nearly five security guards in the college at night. Two in the main entrance, each one before male and female hostels and one at the generator room. We were tired that night and made a plan interesting to make ourselves energetic. We jumped the college wall. One of us were instructed to check the sleeping guards and another one for checking police patrol. Myself, with one of my friend, jumped the wall and moved slowly towards the parking without making noise. We took a cycle lifted it up and shifted it out of the college through up the walls. It was a real thrilling experience with a dilemma of moral interference and fear injection. We three at a time, traveled to the tea shop and the rest came on the second trip. After finishing the tea with jokes and experience-sharing on robbery we came back pedaling. Again we put that cycle back the same way we took it. But this time we made the position of the cycle change so that they should understand the importance and responsibility of guarding.
The next day, when we were entering college the guards were talking about the position change of cycle. We were laughing each other and enquired about the incident. So because we performed a sin we made a confession before the guards asking apology. From that day onwards the security guards are also our great company. In certain occasions they saved us from police while asking for identity. Something interesting usually remains back in heart as the best parts of life.

Sunday 24 August 2014
| 11:57 | No Comments

Industrial visit

Hi Readers,
Recently I made a four day trip to Karnataka which is one of the south Indian state. The trip made itself useless with the title "Industrial visit " without visiting any company. It was boring throughout the first two days with some usual repetitions of music and boring dance acts. Whatever, we visited Mysore palace which stood proud with its royal constructional speciality. We even thought about the pride of Maharaja who sits in the decorated lion legged throne of gold to see the countrymen praising him at the courtyard. Even in thoughts we can't bear the state of mind with such a great pride of royalty. Abbi falls is a misty cloud hangs over the falls. From here the water flows into the Kaveri River. In coorg it appeared like the flow of milk from heaven. It provided a good background for my friends to take photographs and for me a cool refreshing experience only because I am truly addicted to nature. Metro train system of India is in its developing stage. But it was not that much of an experience sitting in the compartment watching the high-tech display and making an eye view on the crowded city. The next day plan was 'Wonderla' , a water theme park with too much of exciting rides. I considered parks as the place for kids to play, so my mind never allowed me to play with rides. I got a friend who avoided rides and it was her birthday. We were talking about flirting so because my friend and her friend break up recently. She had a question why boys always do these things and I had examples of girls who love again and again. I concluded her with the dialog " girls want only love, or someone to talk, not someone to be with her all life. She dream about to make him all her life but usually forgets the last man she dreamt of." Boys too have these facts happening every time. God gave time the speciality of erasing every bad and good that shaked us hard. 

After the final program in coorg we left for Mysore. In the bus usually a clubbing style of mechanism happens with music and dance. One of my friends named 'kutti Arun' (kutti refers to his short height)  made a different program of imitating each and every student of our class with the dialog and walking styles. Even teachers became baits. Everyone was thrilled with the absorbing and expressing capability of Arun which directed us to the most happy moments of our tour. The day passed and slept late. The next day after finishing visits, on the way return with some problems disturbing mindsets, every face appeared disturbed. Then Arun came up with the next program. Everyone turned themselves a speaker who made their view on our class. We spoke about our friends, problems, relations, likes and dislikes etc. One of our friend talking about her old crush on another mate was surprisingly interesting for hearing. Some talks occasionally got a sentimental climax of remembering family conditions. Even many of the mates came forward to share their experiences and situations which can guide us forward.
Every face turned sad again with the pain of separation. Even if the tour had a sad end, it made a different experience of understanding.
However the tour ended providing happiness to everyone who supported and participated. Every day and night turned to space of emotions. Every problems shared equally. Let God provide happiness and peace for all.