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PART-I Once again being haunted by the same old queries, found myself standing in the realm of my self-conceived worries. I stared for long at the infinitely stretched ocean and yeah i did laugh being convinced it is far less deep than my array of thoughts. and nor is its turmoil greater than my heart's it seems. as you can see there its clashing waves but here its breaking dreams PART-II But then my gaze fell on distant stars and unscaled sky Was it goosebumps that I felt of my heart urging to fly As I began my journey to stars and my dreams became my wings of flight clearing away the mist of worries and castle of destiny came in my sight. now I knew no more i was naive nor was i incompetent, they were all fears of my heart. fear!!! that is prevalent, fear! that is perennial a fear that encases every golden start

"Yeah! you are the busy guy", this taunt has somehow become integral part of my life. I hear it all the time,  times when I forget to call my mom for weeks and friends for months or when I fail to receive their calls, or when I have to break my way out of an ongoing conversation,every time it emanates from a different source I feel the predicament of whether to consider it as an accusation or take it as a compliment (I hate sarcasm as most of the times I fail to get the intended meaning so I take the meaning that suits me, so for all those who think I am busy, Thanks :P), and I don't blame them as I have clearly failed to keep my work out of my life. The realization is intimidating, yes, I am a workaholic.The one who can't just shake off his responsibilities. The one who takes his jobs to his bed, dreams about it and then wakes up again with the thoughts of the same. Yes, I am one of those who goes through all the perils to get things done. The one with a mes

Hotel Taj during 26/11 terrorist attacks After his mercy petition was turned down by Honorable President of India on  November 5; Mohammad Ajmal Amir Kasab, sole survivor of the terrorist squad that tormented Mumbai for three days, was finally hanged to death on November 21 at 7:30 am in Yerwada Jail. The punishment, being executed 5 days before the fourth anniversary of India's most notorious terrorist attack labeled as 26/11, is seen as the final nail in coffin by the populace of the nation . Kasab, justifiably, had been an epitome of terror and evil as he had killed numerous innocent citizen including women and children. Moreover, he never showed any sign of guilt or remorse for his heinous act. It was really monstrous as he open-fired on unarmed horde of civilians. He deserved to be punished and he got what he had asked for. He might have felt the same fear. fear of death, as he walked down to the gallows. And thus in our great nation justice is finally delivered. But is i

If we try to ruminate about ‘Gay Marriage’, we have to take into consideration various important points such as its implications on social beliefs of the people, the religious norms and human rights which should be equally accessible to both gay as well as straight couples. The social ethics and the dignity of an individual’s  Right to choose are at loggerheads when we try to answer this pertinent question ‘Whether gay marriages should be be legalised? ’. Those in favour often find it sardonic that when homosexuality is legalised then why isn’t the same with gay marriage. When we can chose our sexual companions then why not life partners? Why discretion is imposed on the gay couple which makes their relationship illegitimate and looked down upon. Another relevant argument raised is that a constitutional legitimacy may lead to social acceptance as there have been numerous instances where the formerly state argument bore fruits, say Sati Pratha.  In spite of all this such propo

"Well begun is half done" , they say and as everyone else does, I believed them too. Therefore, I never started blogging even though I always wished to; waiting for a literary marvel, seeking a perfect name, I always wanted a perfect start. But as you might have noticed this, my very first post, is nothing extraordinary. So why, finally, I left the quest for perfectionism? Well, the search for a perfect start of my endeavours, instead of encouraging me, made me procrastinate. I was never really satisfied enough by any of my article, so I didn't start blogging. With this I realised that in actuality importance of beginning is more profound than the perfect beginning. Its with time you achieve perfection. Furthermore, a cursory glance on this world around provides several examples of imperfect beginnings leading to great implications. The most important of all is the imperfection in BIG BANG itself. As we all know every particle has an anti-particle but then why is the