In the Land of no Rulez.....

" Rules are meant to be broken "

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An ancient phrase that has more dedicated followers than any religion in this world. it never does run out of fashion does it ? people come out with innovative ways to deal with innovative rules .

But now i am particularly concerned with a certain fatal kind of rule breaking called traffic rules. and this we simply enjoy breaking don't we ? in fact we break it so often than we no longer know whether such rules do exist . we have got so accustomed to breaking traffic rules that we can no longer make ourselves obey it , even if we want to.

Lets take just the simplest of all simple rules, Crossing a road,we do know we have to cross the road using a zebra crossing , and actually everyone does know that the stripes of white across a road is actually the path to cross the road through even if we dont know its called a 'Zebra crossing '. strange enough people just hate touching it as if its a taboo. here you can cross anywhere you want except at a zebra crossing ,its a never do.

Its troubling ,Very troubling actually that everyday you have to hear of at least one fatal accident along with the morning breakfast. its like medicine one each day, sorry the pathetic that perishes in this reckless carnage of the self, slippery roads and an unconscious mind hungry for some adrenaline,its something like gun powder and fire combination ,An Explosive recipe for death. Blame not anyone ,but the drivers and the poor dead for their death ,Now a days  it doesn't even make the layman's eye wink ,accustomed they have became to this new habit ! Sadly ,But True.

I wonder whether it is the false self respect that causes drivers to flirt with the wheel and end up wrecked ! We do think that obeying rules is a very very bad thing to do in such a society as ours ,dont we ?, and this mindless attitude is eating up life faster than worst possible famine. More invite death and more and granted the wish.

Nothing will stop this but an healthy does of enlightening in this regard, the success and failure of this awreness shall decide how many more hapless life shall perish in our roads.Talking of roads its hopeless ,it will take just another post so let's save it for later.have a good day

When it rained

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Its was not so long ago that we knew the heartbeat of the monsoon. it came ,we knew it will come , we knew it will rain and it does .Surely it was not far away that the sweet aroma of the dry earth intoxicated me and soaked the soil as it drizzled on .and i do remember the voice of the rain its stories and the coldness of its shower.


It was the first day at school and rain did welcome as it always did we soaked we played and we enjoyed the music of the rain.It threatened as with anger and shooed as with light ,yet we stayed on and enjoyed it,.The times ,i remember watching the brilliant spectacle of light that opened upon the dark night sky. the dazzling electrifying patters of light that was something far away for my room's little terrace yet was something closer for my little heart.


Now ,the patterns are all lost ,it comes and it goes as if it no longer cares ,its anger that it shows, not elegance of the grand show. i still enjoy the drizzle the shower and  down pour yet something is missing ,the rhythm of the song is lost for now but it cant be lost for ever can it be no i don't think so its the beauty of earth it always shall and can put on a memorable show.

May be it no longer rains beautifully because they do not enjoy it ,after all the pleasure of an artist is the pleasure of the audience . now they are too busy for the 'small' big things in life . i wonder what i will remember in my death ,the day i enjoyed life or the day i got screwed for being late to death.after happiness is a choice and i think everyone should chose it wisely. it will come back if you long for it. happiness and pleasure will be yours if you want it to be ,but still you should search for it in the small things in life .



The way it rains is the art of nature but a lost art for now,I do miss the days when it really rained.outside and inside .





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