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Image courtesy- Google                                        We think of you in silence, we always speak your name,                                        We have only memories and your picture in the frame We do not need a special day to bring you to our minds We do not think of you,are impossible to find  You are now our Guardian angel, watching us from your place of rest,  Heaven must be a beautiful place, For God only takes the best.  Grief is my companion, it takes me by the hand,  And walks along besides me, in a dark barren land How long will this lonesome journey last? How much more can my weary heart bear? Since your Death, I've been lost in fog. Too burdened with sorrow and care. Grief Pours like water, Draining my heart and my soul, Leaving me empty People tell me my sadness will fade, And my tears will reach their end, Grief and I must complete our journey, And then may be i'll find happiness again

The definition of Photography for me is the capturing of expression and the best time of life, a proof that will be with us forever, which shows the moments we shall always cherish upon-the good one. Isn't it fascinating that the present time shall never be back again? There also are chances that people present in a particular image may not meet again in this lifetime, or may be this image could actually be the reason of meeting these same old faces with whom we once got an opportunity to capture image, people who added up the goodness and special experiences to our life. We humans make memories everywhere we go..but the only way to relive those awesome moments are pictures. Now matter how things or situation or for that matter people change, picture captured once can never change what we felt with a particular person or how we felt in a particular place or situation. Some pictures are liked by us..others are clicked for us..but the magic remains the same. Every image has its o

Image Courtesy- Google Like many others before me I came to Bombay now Mumbai with lots of dreams. Dreams to do something in life. Dreams to achieve great heights. Dream to live my dream.                                                                “WORDS ARE all I have to take you heart” goes a popular pop song but in our case, words originate as a desire to express the emotions of having our hearts been taken away by the charming, sensuous and mystical Mumbai. There is no contention that this ‘city of dreams’ exudes certain magic that leaves its inhabitants and visitors spellbound with others waiting to be cast under its magical spell. What is this charm and magic? What is the mystic of Mumbai?                      In attempt to uncover the secrets and reveal answers to these questions, many Indian authors have chosen Mumbai as a central character in their books while others have based their characters in this financial capital of India only to beautifully exploit the

Pic Courtesy- Google Yes We Bleed! So what ? Why should people make fuss about it? Menstruation is Just a periodic discharge of blood and every person on earth knows about this natural process so why should women be hush- hush about it? Recently we came across a picture on Instagram posted by Rupi Kaur, which was removed by Instagram saying it was violating the community guidelines. When pictures of women being objectified are posted on Instagram doesn't violate the community guideline then why should a picture of a natural process be removed? Reminds me of a video where a female reminds us Of our freedom fighter Subhashchandra Bose, He once said Give me blood and i shall give you freedom,For the love of God People women have been bleeding for years, atleast now give her the freedom to live a life where no Sharma's or Varma's or chacha's or Mama's comes in between of what she wants to do. A life where she is not judged by her skimpy clothes nor by the way she

​ Below is a Letter i wrote to our ex prime minister in 2013, to which i have not received an answer yet!! Pic Courtesy-Google ---------- Forwarded message ---------- From:  pooja pariath   <poojapariath@gmail.com> Date: Tue, Oct 22, 2013 at 7:44 PM Subject: High time you give glance on these issues raised By AAM AADMI To: manmohan@sansad.nic.in Dear Mr. Prime Minister,                                   I am not even sure if you would actually receive my letter or read it and react on it But with a hope of having a Peaceful atmosphere i am forced to write this letter to you .This letter is in the context of the trouble created by the  Rape cases of   23rd Aug 2013 &    16 December 2012 & serial blasts at Mumbai on 13th July 2011 , I write to you with concern and deep sense of hurt. I seriously want to ask you, “How much is enough?Those 21 dead in Mumbai didnt wake us up nor is the 200 injured going to? so when are we actually going to wake up? Can w