My Writings....

One of the most delightful things of all time is to walk down the memory lane. Irrespective of which stage of life you are into, reviving into incidents, people, situations, times, etc. recharges your mood and day, without a doubt J I genuinely feel that this attraction towards old and especially childhood memories is because of its authenticity. Childhood times are unalloyed for each one of us. The innocence that we carry into our behavior, our physical or mental state of being is unmatched, solely because it is super concentrated by purity and absolutely undiluted. If things, people and time would have been the same today, we might not have valued these old memories as much as we do today. Things change, people change and so time for betterment, as Change is the only constant. But I guess we have misinterpreted its intended meaning. Reference to context of a saying or a quotation is equally important as its meaning. This “Change” is for our adaptability, technology, proces

This is a small attempt to elaborate one of the forwards I received recently in my social media account. These are based on real life incidents so hopefully it will turn the needle of our thought process. Incident 1 Way back in 1983, a very renowned American Tennis Player Arthur Ashe was diagnosed with AIDS, which he got due to infected blood he received during a Heart Surgery.  One day, he received a letter from one of his fan. With a deep sense of grievance, the content had a question for Arthur as to why God picked him for such a fatal disease. Before I pen down Arthur’s response to this question, I would like to admit that his answer was much more prestigious and respectable than his three Grand Slam titles, Wimbledon title, US open trophy and so on... put together. Being a celebrity to millions is not only about awards, recognition , fame, red carpets, etc. It is equally about how to absorb all these successes and still be human and deep rooted with values. Arthur

A Short Story, There was a boy named Rahul. He was to appear in his 12 th grade board examination in couple of days. Like most other students, he wasted his year in doing nothing. The examination day was at doorstep and he was now realizing that more than the result which he will have to face, he lost those precious days of practicing perseverance to get through any small or big milestone in life. As certain, the result was not in his favor. He was destroyed within himself. He managed to gain courage to show his result to his parents. His parents’ reaction was obvious. They kept lamenting over his result and lost time. It is indeed true that we realize about importance of things, time and even people when it is gone. Rahul was bound to understand what he lost. He tried to combat the situation but somehow self-condolences went in vain. Days went by, Rahul was heading towards utter silence. After few months, one day his father was back from his work and called Rahul in