My Down Memory Lane

I don`t know what happened to me, how long I have to live. The disease is incurable, I know. My husband is always try to unturned all the stones to see me well. I have a little kid, who is also want to see her mother happy and wants to do all possible for him. So who is more happy than me? I can`t  look at my  husband, who is always try to (pretended) be happy, he spent money like water and sacrificed his esteemed job from an unavoidable transfer order and joined a company in one third of his previous salary. I am suffering from the last three and half years by the deadly disease. I want to live, a long life. I have to admit the truth that I am a real fortunate woman, having a husband like mine and a loving  and caring kid that God has gifted me but doubly unfortunate  that I have to leave them all. The best doctors of my metro city remains unsuccessful to recover me, is not my faults, not my husband. Perhaps man will be successful enough to conquer a

The miserable x-mas eve, I could not forget. It was a few years back while I was returning from my in-laws house. The road was flooded by the x-mas lights and gay, crowded with gaiety happy faces. In front of the St Peter`s church I saw a boy of eighteen who crossed the road with his bicycle, I could still remember the white woolen cap he wore, a school bag was loitering at his back. No one could heard anything except the high pitched jingles and music that night.The whole atmosphere was electrifying. I sat on my motor bike and took delight to the whole things beside the road. Suddenly a big bus like a Cornish ogre came into the place pushed the boy`s bicycle from behind, the boy along with his bicycle shaken out. Although the boy could manage its balance once again and the same time   the giant bus abruptly smote on him   for the finally. The boy fell down with his cycle. The driver of the bus was not pressed his brake for a while, perhaps he tho

It is always said that ,“I love you from the core of my heart.” Means ‘love’ is a feelings  that directly subjected to the heart. But recent studies reveals the real truths behind it. A group of scientist of the university of Syracuse conducted a study and unveiled the truths of love. The chief of the scientist team Dr Steffane Ortega narrated that in the battle of ‘love’, brains win over the hearts and the heart loose its supremacy and honor regarding love. Dr Steffane stated that everything related love is directly controlled by the brain not by the heart. Dr Steffane also added that the brain is also a very good lover and can defeats heart by miles. It takes only one fifth(1/5) second of time to love at first sight. Brain makes involve its twelve site specific zone to come closer to the beloved. The scientist team also claimed  that,when a man or woman in love, their brains directly regulate the discharge of some endocrine hormones like Dopamine, O

It is always said that the word ‘woman’ can`t stand without a ‘man’ and  the word ‘lady’ can`t  stand without  a ‘lad’, similarly ‘she’ without ‘he', etc, etc….. But how many times we ask ourselves that the man kind is capable enough to survive without a woman? In every developed organism, the responsibilities and the activities  of the female is  more responsible for  its existence than that of her male counterpart. In case of human society, a women is almost solely responsible for the fore coming  offspring. Like other animals  a man is always try to establish the supremacy of his valuable genes by the virtue of the instincts. The simple but more  complex process is called fertilization. A single potent sperm is more hard working than the man who produce it to create a new life. Apart from the fun and enjoyment at the end of the day a great responsibility has to take the lady to give a birth to a child.The easiest way to escape from this liabili

Yesterday I witnessed the world`s greatest and wonderful relationship of a creature which was not likely human, in The National Geographic Channel. The story (real story) was about a happy family of a zebra stallion, his mare and their loving new born baby (calf). It was happened in the midst of the dry summer in tropical savanna (h) of Africa. The family was a happy and contented one after the auspicious birth of a calf. It became a little sweet family like ours. Meanwhile the black ominous cloud was appeared to nibbling the bright sun of their happiness. The mare became feeble and vacillating after a sudden severe injury that leads her life to an end. The helpless father and son watched her throughout the long tropical days, as well as the sleepless nights, protected her from all possible dangers. They were sniffing all around her body and try to alleviate her pain. They frequently looked over the sky, as if they silently prayed. There lives were be

My grand father was a famous hunter at his time and a special game shot who was  well known for his art of hunting and big moustache. A few years before we could heard of his kudos.He was a successful member of British Pioneer Riffle Association. An African ivory studded famous 303 riffle, a Lion & Lion branded beautiful double barreled gun and an American short gun were under his pride possession. They were always shining as their esteemed owner as well as their famous western manufacturers. He had a good knack of hunting. In our childhood we used to see many crafted stag head with real horns and stuffed big cats skins. A big buffalo head was fastened on a pillar behind his huge chair. He was indeed a very tall person having a height of six feet six inches. He was also a very rich person too. His personality was  so strong that anyone could misunderstood him and dare to talk with him. In fact he he was a very friendly and pleasant person .He had a

She   was truly a Penelope and a great peripeteia of my life. It is hardly I could   describe her. My English is as poor as my fate. Some grimed jawed and John Bull may find criminal offenses to slay the greatest language by me. Although I have already faced some of them who rename me   as a “Jackanapes.” She came to my life with all the wellness and   a lapicide who created my lapis life a happy one. She gave me everything I needed, the treasure she gave me is perpetual. She taught me how to love and how to live. Now I realize, even after her departure, she is always with me like a shadow,’the intangible friend’. She taught me the important lessons of humanity and the values of life. Some moral qualities   she poured into me that helps me now, to live and live for other. She was a teacher of human life and humanity, who taught me   how to live in peace instead of jeopardizes. Thank you very much for your   valuable lessons. An unrecognized mentor

Yesterday I experienced an intolerable pain in my heart. I could not find any reason behind it. The allegation was a serious one, as if I payed  extra attention to a self conscious lady who was undergoing  a psychological  turmoil, intentionally to got a little bit of favour or advantage to enjoy her youth. That may  wounded her entity and soul. First of all I begged unconditional forgiveness to her. I am not a misogynist, not a lascivious person also, I am an ultra humanist who believes in absolute monogamy. She is in the same age group of my niece and she is at least twenty years younger than me. My son is now eight  years old, my wife has  passed away,  who was suffering  from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia  five years back. My life is now concentrated entirely on my son who is my only own and the only visible remembrance of my golden days.  A few number of person whom I have no blood relation but they are more than that. They are the only companions  of my lonely avenue. I never fel

The activities of all the creatures is directly controlled by the central nervous system, mostly by the brain. Brain is the only organ who gives  and takes the electrical impulses, by which living objects act or react. It is the most advance,  updated, developed, sensitive and sophisticated organ that present in the advanced species es  like vertebrates. In case of mammals it is work as a micro processor and it is unique and unparalleled device ever made on this blue planet in terms of human being. In the human society another one microprocessor is also available, called ‘heart’.As we are well aware that heart is the only organ  responsible for circulatory and cardio vascular system and no role at all in the mental jobs, although we love or hate ‘from the core of our heart’ that compels my wonder. Man is the only animal who believes the active participation of the heart in the mental jobs, specially those activities are duly involved in abstract, spi

  A simple  question that haunts me a lot and perplex me all the time in my leisure. Is it the savage instinct that leads to kill a person or an animal only for the flesh or fest ? I  tried hard to understand the supreme value and enormous dignity of BLOOD, or it is an ordinary  liquid connective tissue like skin and bones that works physiologically.  To find the  question, certain creative and pertinent questions come to my mind one after  another?  For an example, harmless deers are killed by the mighty tiger or lion everyday.  The flesh of the deer wards off the hunger of the tigers. The theories are simple here as the  survival of the fittest and mighty food chains.  But in human society where the relation between a man and its genetic cousin is not like the predator and prey. In the jungle, might is the right but in human society, everything is possible and justified!  Killing a man or men and hush up all evidences or documents is fair to the law enforcing agency. B

Few days ago we went for a outing to purchase some plants and saplings.It was only two to two and half hours drive from our house. My uncle led the way.  We reached in time and entered in a nursery where we saw different types of flower plants and indoor plants at opening of the nursery premises. So far it was a very common view of its type. Now I have  to spent some word about my uncle. My uncle is such a person who almost spent his entire life in search of humanity. It doesn't mean that he is only humane, but more than that. His profound knowledge and vast wisdom promoted himself into a state of absolute tranquility and divinely placidity. The personality of a friendly philosopher who can guide every living organism. At that time he discussed about the ancient science of Alchemist used in the Mayan and Inca civilisation. He was constantly walking while observed the plant and trees and described them, their scientific names, where they came from and also their use in day today'

When I was only eight. She came to our locality with her family. She is Kanna and that time she was only five. Among her brother and sister she was the smallest and prettiest. We grew up in the same environment where  my and her siblings also grew up. I could remember those days when we shared almost every things. From green mangoes, candies, guavas to pens and books even also punishments which were given by our parents. Swimming in a village pond was our favourite fun as well as the strongest cause of punishment to our parents. She couldn't swim well and became the funniest character of  ridicule at the pond. But she was a great fighter, and now, I can confess now that she knocked me down quite a  good numbers of time. My mother loved her a lot and supported her also even her nuisance. It backed  her up every now and then. She was a good singer and a painter too. Her crying and nagging irritating personality were unbearable to me. Everybody used to trust her even knowing that she

I could not see anything because of thick spiral smoke that was onwards to the leafy sky.A corpse was smouldering on a funeral pyre near by.It is belief in Hindu mythology that the earthly body diminishes into eternity and placed into Heaven.The fire become dried down .The only evidence was left is burning charcoals and flake white ash.The esteemed priest sprinkled the holy  water of river Ganges.An absolute  melancholic silence prevailed over the necropolis .It not an extraordinary  picture of a 'samsan-ghat'(a funeral place or  a necropolis).But it is not ordinary to a  person who loose his beautiful beloved wife,who is also the solitary lover and the proud mother of his only boy child .Suddenly the colours of the World and the colour of the life became fade,colourless ,the songs became verse.the flowers loose beauty and the time was  stopped.Awaiting become endless waiting.........and waiting      ......and on and on...............on !  

I remember the day of the days when I came to know that my journey ended in a dead end before reaching the destination. All my belongings  were loitering in the sandy dust in the mournful dusk of the lately Autumn or an early Winter. An uncanny sadness clutched me with its both hands. I felt an extreme suffocation as if I was about to sink in a pool of darkness . The darkness which was darker than the darkest of the Moonless night that was prevailing vast expansion of the universe, few stars peeping out the cloud , some night birds were shaking their wings that creates a reverential fear to my mind. What should be done ..... should I give it up ......??

Man has uncovered many wonders on the earth. Yet his search for unknowns over the sky still continued. Man has seen many species in flesh and blood, but a few of them glitter within themselves. They are indeed unseen in naked eyes but seen through the inward eyes. This blog is aimed at looking them to uncover the beauties of life , the life for the lifeless and many unique thoughts. My blog is dedicated to those who attempt to lead a life of meanings.