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Showing posts with label #love #pain #grief #heart #emotion #breakups #independence#morning love#truth#teenage#independence#stories. Show all posts

Saturday, October 21, 2017

The unmatched soul of Bihar

                        BIHAR  !

What do people think of it when they hear out this state's name .for an economist it's state with slowest growth index ,for an educationalists it's a state with worst education infrastructure across national ,for politicians ,it's an opportunity to build their dynastical political career on the basis of caste and religion .for foodie it's a state known for Litti chokha.for an artist it is home of madhubani paintings .for the rest if is a state to troll for it's backwardness and weirdnesses (i.e nativeness) of it's people.

What people don't actually know is the actual soul of Bihar . The soul of Bihar lies in it's own people .No paintings ,nor food habits nether  any state personality defines this state.The soul of the state resides in it's homie.

Born in Bihar and travelled across many Indian states ,their is no matched soul as the state has it in people.the struggle for improvement tendency among the rural  population is maximum.Bakwardness among the rural population is the curse of the corrupt system who instead of growth , depleted the state everyday.people here fight every minute to grow up and earn a living.

Among the Indian states ,Bihar top's in the list of top 5 ,in providing man laboures,helpers and odd job help across the nation and globally too.A large group of it's people are in gulf countries earning better pay to support back home.

Having been with the people ,I have experienced the grief of the people ,who describe ,how difficult is farming in current times and dropping their ancesterial profession and switching to odd jobs in countries is an unbearable pain to them which they have to bear unconditionally.

Claiming being a farmer and being one are way different in modern times .The one's claiming of it have an alternative source of income backing them in hard times.the being one  has nothing apart from his fields and in case nature takes him town ,he is left with nothing  other than a drop in ocean like relief package from the government .apart from dealing all this troubles , it's still the state with lowest suicide rate among the other Indian states.It's a shame for a national with   being known as a agriculture country have to keep records of farmers suiciding every hour and day.The intial one's living in the state are most  friendly so far to my experience ,others who reside in other states from Bihar may have had impression on fellow statesmen but it's the system and the fellow statesmen to be blamed for it.Not treating a fellowman with dignity is one thing in common .'BIHARI' is not a sign a backwardness or a slang rather a proud head of farmers backing state ,which a bihari needs to understand.

He earns his place with hard work and determination ,who is later troubled by fellowstatesmen with tag of 'bihari taking our jobs'.They prove their worth ,they aren't born with it.they prove themselves as indians do it in U.SA.

To live with minimal resources and infinite care and dedication ,you need to be a Bihar first .the changing times in state forces  me to back my conclusion ,as India goes forward Bihar must lead forward in marching.people here are of infinite  possibilities it's just lack of opportunity stopping them ,other being is corruption which has become a part of habit among the statement which needs to be in root out right now!

Seeds  of corruption give birth to weeds ,hereby they block the potential growth of the needful paddy .the state itself is an institution f morale teachings.

B.   I.   H.   A.     R.       - Bharat ,India , Hindustan, Aryavrat,riwalis has the Indian history in it's name but the people living here have forgotten the glorious history of Bihar ..The roots of tree Bihar and it's fruits living far from it have forgotten  it. It's the time ,the fully grown trees from mother Bihar plan to give back their shade to thier mother plant and help it grow giant again .

"COME BACK ,LETS STAND TOGETHER AND HELP OUR MOTHER STATE GROW AGAIN

BE A PROUD BIHARI ,BE PROUD OF WHAT YOU BELONG TO"

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Sunset of relationships and redemption

                                                    
This is a story of a boy meets girl. The boy believed that he could never be truly happy until the day he met truly, “the one”. The belief was stemmed from early school days by Bollywood movies and Indi-american pop songs with combined effect of intense lyrics .This is a story of a boy meets girl but you should know upfront this is not a love story.
The school days are best days of germination of feelings and you grow interest towards the opposite gender. Here the hormonal imbalance take place. Likely most days of the year are unremarkable. They began and they end with no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life. For me that day was, “Wednesday” 12/12/12.
The story began like all other stories. Suddenly love happened and the boy proposed and the talks began. The stories began to unfold. Some stories told during togetherness are not ones that are routinely told to everybody. These stories one had to earn .We both earned them. People forget this important part and take these stories for granted. According to facts, 40% women would consider dumping a boyfriend if her friend didn’t like them. Well in case of boys it comes to 0 because they follow the zero tolerance policy. We have no complain policy.
The story goes next to and you are told that the girl you are dating is no other girl though you find no dissimilarities. We’ll are some just a bit different but they don’t agree to that. I don’t mind saying I am same as other boys .well for them it’s a matter of prestige. There are only to kinds of people in world. There’s women and men. She was a women. Height average, weight average, English slightly above average. For all intents and purposes she was just another girl. Except she wasn’t. I was no special either. I would love better remain average and enjoy than being extraordinary and being alone and surrounded by fakes.
Then comes the part of separation. There are 1000 reasons of separation if you find it and a reason to be separated. Here it was me .There are times when you need changes and we part your ways. I parted mine and took the road which I didn’t wanted too but I understood we didn’t need label of relationship .people do live without this shit in there head. It’s the valentine cards, the movies and the pop songs, they are to blame for all lies and the heartache everything. It’s time when your likes turn from Yo YO Honey Singh to Arijit Singh and Kumar Sanu.
This was my sunset of relationship. This was when hope was dying flame .This was when a man cared so much about a girl then let her walk away. Though he asks about her every day. He knows the inevitable and wonders when that day will come when the sun will sink behind mountain and go to bed alone. We all have been this man sometimes. There is an Urdu poetry to describe the condition
“Maine samjha tha kit tu hai toh darakshaan hai hayaat (I thought that life will shine eternally only if I had you)
Then comes the other side effect of endings, the loneliness and the regret of being left alone. People don’t realise this but loneliness is underrated.in the end, no kindling will restart that flame and you’re left to watch her backside disappear in the dying warmth of the evening sun. It’s all because a boy loves a girl. It’s none fault .just isn’t favorable. Then regrets start to fall and you think back of all the times you had with someone and you just replay it in your head over again and you look for those first sign of troubles where things went off. You began writing then if you’re accustomed to it.trust me, the best way to get over a girl is to turn her into literature. If you think she’s the one, just go back. We just remember the good stuffs, the best days. Next time go back and think of the other part as well. There are  no miracles. There are no such thing as fate, nothing is meant to be. I know and I am sure of it.
Everybody likes being on their own. Even girls do. You can’t keep stuck to them.relationship are messy and people’s feelings get hurt .who needs it? We are young. We live in one of the best city of country. Might as well have fun while we save the serious stuff for later.
Also, one more fact would help you to realise the importance of being you first. “On internet dating sites, who reported incomes higher than $250,000 received 156% more email than those with $50,000.
We have been postponing living and doing things of their choice, of their interest. Break free. When you make better choices, you’ll see better results. Live life on your terms. Listen to the values that are most true to you.

“EACH NIGHT YOU’LL SEE A LITTLE MORE OF THE LIGHTED SIDE OF THE MOON AND YOU’LL SEE THAT IT’S HIGHER ABOVE THE SUN”.
That’s relationship right now my friends. Thing before you enter it .Let’s save the serious stuff for later.  




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