Charity begins at home; and ........terrorism?

Yesterday (26-11-2008), we were privileged enough to attend a seminar on dowry(since it was anti-dowry day yesterday).I came back home and resorted to my pastime of surfing through the Tv channels. After a few hour,I saw the BREAKING NEWS about the firing at Colaba and various other parts of Mumbai; south Mumbai.

By the next morning Mumbai was under terrible terrorist attack and many brave police officers of our country had lost their lives trying to save the lives of the innocent people (Indians and foreigners alike).And I can now hear reporters saying that "terrorists had struck yet again at another part of our country ."

A thought suddenly struck me; "Isn't the system of giving dowry and the consequent domestic abuse a form of terrorism ?" They say charity begins at home. If so, even terrorism does. So it is the duty of parents, teachers and the elderly to teach the young ones about the values and virtues of friendship,love, harmony and peace and not inject into those young minds the bitternes of vices like (for instance ) violence or even the dowry system(?); which is a form of gender-discrimination since only the woman has to give it . How many men have given money to their in-laws so that they'd let him marry their daughter,huh? Truly speaking, Man or woman; dowry should be prohibited.

"Many foreign media reports that foreigners are being held hostages by the terrorists. But , it is mostly INDIANS, who are held as hostages.It is really our fight; an we have to fight back......."

I could hear Zakka Jacob say this with such emotions which would melt even a stone. And it is true; partly .It is our fight against terrorism. And partly because it is not JUST our fight ... it is OUR fight as a whole world facing the evils of terrorism.We have to join our hands with the rest of the world on this venture against terrorism. It is one critical factor that has affected all of the world alike. It is a graver thing than the economic recession of recent times.If this goes on, half the humanity would be wiped off the face of earth by this disastrous phenomena of Terrorism.

Unseen, but not unheard.

Well, to start with, I say, Venturing into a new territory is always difficult , is it not?
Upto a limit, yes....
It won't be that hard if that is your forte. But what if you have no idea about the area in which you have just stepped in?
Well, i have not so ever any idea about it.
Well, to take examples from life, i'd say that it's not that difficult you know; nothing is impossible for us humans, in short.
Another case: what if you fail to succeed in something which you thought was your forte, but you now are not quite sure if your instict led you to the right path?
Well, in my opinion, all you could do now is to determine yourself and tell yourself that your instinct couldn't have ditched you and you are heading in the right path and try to believe it. It helps, you know....
well, Now you tell me , what do you think about what's been said above....

All I've got to say is "Whatever may others tell you ....: follow your heart, 'cause it knows where to go and what to do.."
adieu!

He Lives...

A very familiar face isn't it?
Well......
He's more than that popular face on T-shirts... Much more than that ... and He's not any icon of politics as such ... But he's Che.... Ernesto Guevara... the face of Argentine Marxist Revolution ...A counter cultural symbol they say ....so he has become ....But .. he still reminds me of that handsome youth who set off with his friend.. to explore Latin America....from Buenos Aires to the Andes... the Amazon basin ....Chile... Atacama desert ...Peru....... Ecuador ..............Venezuela ....Panama... Miami .....two excited youth on a mission ....to Unite Latin America....Ah! How One wishes to be traveling with these great travelers ...But 'Tis only a dream for One .. as a Dreamer.......Words are few to describe Thou ..... The revolutionary ... The Dreamer.. and many more adjectives could I shower upon Thee ... But they aren' t enough .... Just wanted to tell you...that ...I Love you Che! :)

Newer Life..

And a New life..
New friends..
New world altogether...
It's not very hard to cope up with the changes.. since one knows that change is inevitable and is the only constant thing in the world..
But still .. the heart still cries out for the ones one lost for this new life... Old friends.. Old memories..Oh! what pain ...
But sweeter are the memories when we laughed .....and cried and had fun ....
than those .. when we all went to different directions......Like birds... from one nest .. fly away to distant destinations... and may get lost in the way .. but then they find other friends... and some reach the destinations... some may get slaughtered at some huntsman's hands...Well... C'est la Vie!~

Rahatein …

न मिले इस दिल को राहत …

न हो जब आपसे मुलाक़ात …

ना मिले इस दिल को राहत …

जो न देखे ये दिल उनकी चेहरा…

ना मिले इस दिल को राहत …

जो न हो आप हमारे साथ ..

न मिले इस दिल को राहत …

जो न मिली इस दिल को चैन …

जो न मिली रहत –e - प्यार

जो न मिली इस दिल आपकी प्यार .

ओ दिलरुबा…

New Life

New Territory .....

New Life....


New Experiences.....


New Mischiefs ..........

New Stories.....

New Tales.....

New Thrills......

New Friends....

New History ....

New Air...

New O2....

New H20....

New Trees........

New Hobbies....

But Dear Old .."New Me"

Chained For Life

I have been smiling, may it be all fake; but still , I portrayed myself as a simple, smiling girl, when I knew I was as complex as complex could be and as simple as simple couldn't be.I gave people a person whom they wanted to see. I was talkative, happy go lucky girl amongst close friends and I was a thoughtful and silent girl when I was with teachers. In the end, I was a nobody when I reached back home and thought who I really was.
I knew I had successfully hidden myself somewhere deep down inside myself. Yes. I had hidden the best part of my soul in the core of myself.The soul, The best part in anybody; and mine was yet unseen and untouched.(well, mostly)
I had now finished my High School education. All I wanted to do now was to scream out loud that my soul has broken free. But the truth is, as I see now, it had broken free to get entangled in those enchanted chains of freedom(even freedom is in chains). I pull myself off it as hard as I could to break free. And for once, I did. But then I realized that freedom is the thing one has to fear the most, since world today does not accept Free Humans. They think Freedom is a sin; Free Humans ar4 worthless and I have been taught at school that it's far more honourable to die that to lead a worthless life. So , I go back and get myself entwined by those chains.

But .........
Why should we go by a life prescribed commonly to all in some School? When we Know that Rules are made for Breaking And Laws exist , so that we could change them . All that we've got to have is the courage; The Courage to say that "Yes, I am different " And "No, You are wrong. I AM Worth it!"
Maybe you've heard this all a ton other times. But still, Ponder on it.
So that world could break Free from all it's chains and breathe free , like You and Me.
For a Better Tomorrow.
For a Better You.
And a Better me.

With Love,
Yours Silver doe.