March 08, 2019

Beware on the habitual dilemma of your kids, it is only becomes a reason to ruin the life of their future

We are careless about our child, we teach them initially and it becomes their habits and later they have to suffer if they can't meet their own expectations. It is our duty that we have to keep limited access to what we can offer actually not to rely on the neighbours. One day it becomes a bad thing and parents would be accountable for that crime.

"We are careless about our child, we teach them initially and it becomes their habits and later they have to suffer if they can't meet their own expectations. It is our duty that we have to keep limited access to what we can offer to our children, actually not to rely them on the neighbour's rich habits later it becomes too difficult for parents to manage. One day it becomes a bad dilemma and no one but parents would be accountable for that crime."


What kind of nerves that send sensation to the brain of a child of 12 months old. I had experienced for the first time in my life. Being a literary blogger I was not sure that handling baby at home is not only a difficult task but understanding them is a bigger part. When we feed the child apart from mother's milk, they soon become familiar with types of food and taste. And such one of the thing recently had happened with me when I visited a shopping mall with my wife and 12 months old baby daughter.

Since I do not stay at home in the afternoon, I was unknown about most of the activities. And our neighbours take her to their house for a bath and lunch. They live with an elder son, and one younger son lives away in Ahmadabad. They love her so much and feed her from fruits to Daal-Rice. We never restrict my daughter taking her to their house and now she has become a piece of their life. Whenever we go to our native place, they keep calling us and talk to my daughter through video-call.

At the age when she was 6 months old, she was getting all the kinds of fruits in her lunch and thus she got a taste of fruits like Apple, Kiwi, Strawberry, Grapes etc. That day when we were doing shopping in the mall, she was on the trolley enjoying watching different people, smiling looking at the different faces, children, babies etc.

First, we had started the clothes department, we brought curtains and a few floor mats. Then headed to supper market things, Sugar, Rice, Salt, Wheat, Soup, Oil etc. and then lastly we appeared into Vegetable and Fruits department We had seen may children under age of 2 years with their parents in that section and few were still buying. We passed through a bunch of Apples and she saw it. When we were going away from the Apple every foot her head couldn't take away the glance from it. When she got to know that we are going away and away only then she cried louder.


It was then we got to know that she wants Apple, she was trying to jump within a second and was not giving a chance us for taking a turn. My wife holds her into her arms and we reached near the bunch. Before I could take them for weight, my daughter held my wife's hair, gave a few scratches on her cheek. I got 1 kg and gave one to her, she did not allow for a wash too.

I shocked surprised completely that she was so crazy for it and buzzed almost the entire floor with her strong voice. Many of them were laughing at her and some got irritated. The market staff allowed our baby to eat inside the mall. Then we headed to the Electronic section, we had placed her again on the trolley, she was eating that Apple, falling down and again she was crying and giving her back, again and again, she as doing it and if I did not allow her eating then she could cry louder and make people irritated.

I know that it is normal and babies do it often at that period of age. But what I had observed was something beyond my thinking and never experience anger. I pulled out my mobile phone and dialled my father. I just wanted to say to him that Reedha did something different today - it was not that bad or not a that good thing but sharing with him was kind of fun for me or a bit of shame.

On the call, I asked my father that "What if I was not capable of buying something she wants then?" My father gave me a very fine answer and I was impressed. I never had a single thought of it. It was very simple, he said,

"The poor child does not know that is Apple and if there was a baby who had never seen that before then she wouldn't have asked or cried for it."

It was obvious, my daughter had seen the Apple many times and she had to try it several times too. This was the reason that she recognised it quickly and shook the entire floor by her cry. This story was just Apple but what about the important decision in life or when you talk to your child about anything then it is a very serious topic that we have to be alert while talking with our kids. It is a fault if something bad had happened with our child, it is because of our culture at home. If something goes wrong in front of them, they learn from our mistakes and they do it knowingly in their life.

March 03, 2019

The love needs sacrifice, adjustment, understanding and the last is trust. Without these, it wouldn't succeed in life.


I was late in office that day, I woke up at around 7 am, two hours late than the usual schedule. Due to late, I picked up my bike instead of a bicycle. It takes me around 25 minutes by motor-bike and 45 minutes by bicycle. Since it was the morning of February 2019, it was still cold outside. Sometimes I could see some fog around me. I reached the office two hours late. That was not mattered at all, I was sure many of my colleagues will be absent or late due to last night. It guessed from my own experience. I slept after 1.30 am. The reason was simple, it was valentine which had started after 12 am last night.  I had my breakfast at 9:20 and took a walk around the cricket ground. Infosys has a huge one, just like a reality that we see on TV. Despite, it has all the grounds like Football, Holly-ball, Tennis etc. As I turned and started walking by the cricket ground a girl passed on my right side. She was not sad nor happy.

I was late in office that day, I woke up at around 7 am, two hours late than the usual schedule. Due to late, I picked up my bike instead of a bicycle. It takes me around 25 minutes by motor-bike and 45 minutes by bicycle. Since it was the morning of February 2019, it was still cold outside. Sometimes I could see some fog around me. I reached the office two hours late. That was not mattered at all, I was sure many of my colleagues will be absent or late due to last night. It guessed from my own experience. I slept after 1.30 am. The reason was simple, it was valentine which had started after 12 am last night.

I had my breakfast at 9:20 and took a walk around the cricket ground. Infosys has a huge one, just like a reality that we see on TV. Despite, it has all the grounds like Football, Holly-ball, Tennis etc. As I turned and started walking by the cricket ground a girl passed on my right side. She was not sad nor happy.

"He said that we can be together but not sure that he will get married to me," she said on the phone. Her age was the perfect time for marriage. How long she had spent staying together only she would know but they were she was talking to her friend was absolutely normal. She didn’t find loss or gain in the relationship. But whatever time it took her to that level of understanding was learning.

On a special day, you must have thought that she had a break-up or the relationship was about to end today. It was obvious why she would fall in love if the partner is not 100% sure about marriage.

I heard and thinking life has many shapes and dreams. After ten steps ahead I saw another girl. She was just graduated and had joined the company. I was sure can recognise her from her identity card, it was new. When I saw her she was talking happily with her close one. They could be parents or friend.

"I am feeling so good today." She said.

Her face expression was quite revealing the information without saying but there was no liked to any boy that she was talking to. The day was not that important for her than her parents and sharing her mood with them. I met many of my college friends who had no girlfriend like me, but they used to talk to their parent and sharing every information. I remember those days.

I smiled and went ahead, my building was just a minute of walk away. I thought I just need a cup of tea. I could feel the coldness of the morning and I was indeed of sunlight because of cold. I took a right turn on the sunny path and stood in front of a bullock cart where I could get tea, it was standing on the footpath side. It was modern kind of stall in our office, many come here for sipping morning tea in their first break. It had no bullocks, only cart. Boys and girls were sitting together, maybe they were in love with friendship or in a serious relationship.

A girl came in there and stood to hold a mobile phone, she was matured, and talking on the phone. She had a red flower long one-piece. She was frustrated. From her call, it seems like the blood in her nerves were boiling. Her face had sweat rolling down to her cheek. In her tone, I couldn’t find any patience. She was shouting question continuously and was not listening, every time she was cutting the next person.

"I don't care, where are you? You did not call me since last night, where are you?" She smiled looking at the people out there then again got serious on the call.

"Please give me a cup of tea?" She also ordered.

What kind of love it is? I got a question. I took my cup and found my nook on the road since I need sunlight. The road of my office is wide and no vehicles are allowed except ambulance. Though, the speed would not more than 15 km/hour. So I was in a safe hand.

"Were you talking to her all night?" Saying this she went on the opposite side holding her teacup and continued on the call.

Am damn sure this is not loving, it is a kind of harassment and it won't stand for the long period. The love needs sacrifice, adjustment, understanding and the last is trust. Without these, it wouldn't succeed in life.

March 02, 2019

Abhinandan's braveness made many Indians feel proud, he proved that he is a true Indian: India welcomes him with gratitude

Abhinandan Verthaman was born on 21 Jun 1983 and he shows he is an exceptional Indian fighter pilot in Indian Air Force. Who pilot MIG – 21 Bison fighter Aircraft.  On 28 Feb 2019, he was arrested. He shot aerial dogfight and had received many media reorganisation. He was saved by the Pakistan army and after he was in custody for three days in Pakistan.


Abhinandan Verthman was born on 21 Jun 1983 and he shows he is an exceptional Indian fighter pilot in Indian Air Force. Who pilot MIG – 21 Bison fighter Aircraft.  On 28 Feb 2019, he was arrested. He shot aerial dogfight and had received many media reorganisation. He was saved by the Pakistan army and after he was in custody for three days in Pakistan.





 This photogram clearly says that he was saved from the local Pakistani and was being arrested by the army.


This photogram clearly says that he was saved from the local Pakistani and was being arrested by the army.




During his arrest, he was found a well-known personality in India due to his work. His courage was astonishing.
Many Indian’s were posting about his pictures and praying for his return. Pakistan also shows that he was being saved from the local villagers before he was being captured by Pakistan soldier.

He seemed strong and stubborn while inspection by the Pakistani army. His parents were travelling to welcome him and they got a feel of proud of their son in airplane, the people had given them a lot of respect and clapped. That honour every parent need, even me too. The entire country was with Abhimandan and with his parents.
On Friday 1st March 2019 he was handed back to India by Pakistan at Wagah border and after few minutes PM Narendra Modi congratulated him on the twitter post.


PM said, "The nation is proud of your exemplary courage."




After he was welcomed by the Indian Army at the border, many people including his parents gave him warmed welcome, now he is spending quality time with the family and friends.
Many news channels were talking about the shit is happening since "Pulwama attack" this is because of upcoming election tricks. But the truth was revealed after this incident.


This below video was being viral on Instagram at the time of his arrest in Pakistan



February 14, 2019

When such coward will stop bruising innocent people in Train


I do remember exactly which train it was. I was then a bachelor and working at EXL in Pune. As usual, I woke up late morning, I remember it was Saturday 2012. There was a special program in my life had stopped - earn and learn. After graduation, it was my first job. I was staying alone in a rented room. My shift used to log off at midnight at 12:00 am IST since it was a US client. Later at night, I used to read books or browsing the internet until 2:00 am and then go to bed.


The room was awesome and had two windows, between them was V-shape wall. A small kitchen was hidden between the windows. I was living on the top of the building - 3rd floor so there was easy access to morning sun as well as beautiful rain and in cold, I used to hide under two blanket. The room was just a 10X10 feet square, and at one corner there was a small bathroom in open area (It's three side wall up till the chest.) Most popular in Maharashtra in especially in Pune


I was curious as it was a day I was going to my hometown. All my parents were waiting for me. I stood front the kitchen table holding a toothbrush in the mouth. I had only my navy blue boxer, that's all. I took out two egg from a black carry-bag, lighted the small stove which runs on 2 kg LPG-gas, place the frying pan. If I turn right, there were bathroom walls, I turned, wash my mouth and upon my head, there was a rope which had a towel, a step ahead I grabbed it and wiped off the face. I smelled the hot empty pan on the stove, I quickly turned.

"OMG, I forgot this," I said to myself.



I quickly add some oil on the pan and let them burned as it was excessive. Since I was moved to Pune and tried keeping my eyes closely watch on oily foods and using spices in the meal. Before burning the entire oil I took an egg hammered on a corner of the window slowly, gave it one more till a fine crack and poured it on the pan. Took one more egg and did the same.

I preferred this menu as it is easy and fast, anyways I am expert in cooking. Now it was all cooked, about to pick it up, I sprinkled chilli, coriander powder and salt, that's it. Two yellow bulbs were finely fitted into two circles. Placed two brown bread slice on the pan and done. It took me only five minutes in this process. There was no other place for my eating but my bed, my fine dining table. When I looked at it, it was all messy, the blanket was still there and a pillow was on the top of it. It was not too dirty. I pushed them, made a room for my sitting and then took all my yummy breakfast was ready and waiting for me. Before I take a bite, the smell of fried half fry already filled my nostril and the surrounding.

I sat comfortably on the bed - It was just a mattress on the floor, there was no wooden or metal bed.

These moments I cannot forget in my life as this is how my weekend used to start. But that day was little in a hurry, I had to grab a train from Pune station, It was planned leaves, I was going to spend complete next week spending quality time with my family. Talking about future plans etc with my beloved ones.

I reached securely at the station. I had only the college bag that I used for my office too. In it, I had a soft thin blanket and two pair of jeans and a shirt. I had my first-generation Android phone which had half rectangle screen and the second half had the keyboard, looks like an old blackberry. There was the heavy crowd when I got to know about my reservation, it was not confirmed then looking at the crowd I got a headache, but there was no other option. Azad Hind Express was just in front of me. This was the second last train and the last one was after 5 hours and there was no possibility that I could stay there till 11:00 pm. I stood in the row which I guess I was the 67th man standing and there was few behind me had soon started filling the space.

A police officer hit an ass of a one who was not standing in the row, actually, he was talking with his friend. He was hit by a wooden stick like an animal. The police had started from the beginning and were heading toward me, with tons of anger in on his face and clinched yellowish teeth. He was wiping the sweat on his face by his left hand and the right hand was continuously hitting the poor and innocent.

I adjusted myself and stood straight.

After fifteen minutes I climbed on the train and was surprised to see no place for the sitting. Sometimes there was difficult to stand and all I could think negatively, frustrated and regretted. The train had not started its engine, there were five more minutes to begin the journey. I was completely wet and found myself difficult to breathe in that crowd. I was standing in the middle of the way. There was a fight going on, one lady was crying as someone had crushed her foot. One baby girl was crying. By the time acute headache had begun. I was completely pressed, my back could feel the sweat of someone else and in front, I was smelling the odour of many bodies.

Anyhow, I wanted to get out of this situation and I turned up and saw few boys were already had grabbed the places where luggage rests. The train had started its journey, the fresh air travelled through every corner of the coach and in the next five minutes, people got place comfortably. You can't imagine where I was. You will certainly laugh. I had made a hammock out of my blanket. I tied it between the two seats, I loved it. I was enjoying my book reading on my Samsung phone in my semi-sleeping position on the hammock. The train had gained its speed full.

I heard a bang, it was the same bang of the wooden stick I had heard it when I was standing in the queue on the platform. There were two policemen, one that I knew and the other one who was very cruel and seemed his boss. He came near the poor, innocent boys and snatch a mobile from one of the boys. He started checking the mobile's data, grabbed the collar of the guy. He stood up, the policeman inserted his hand into the guy's pocket of the jeans and took out all the money.

"What is there in mobile ha...? What is there!" He cried.

"Porn...? Do you watch porn?" He said.

The boy was crying, he was constantly saying no, begging. He was not audible due to running the train's irritable sound.

"I have only this money, I have no money... please, my family need it."

The police slapped him. Other people including me were also watching and all of them had hidden the mobile phones. This happened with almost three people and they were searching for boys like that only. For a moment I was frightened. But later I realised that I should stop them but I was alone and I couldn't do anything there. I felt pity for him.

What those men got doing such curse thing, their family won't be happy from earning that way. God watching everyone. May such people shouldn't live for long life. They will have to pay for it.


January 21, 2019

Goodbye To Worries, Problems and 2018

The urge of nature call, unavoidable and forceful pressure that could lift any amount of weight to make a clear way to reach the toilet. The place where I earn my wages, work hard to feed my dependants. We three live in Pune, a place of surrounded by long mountains, cold breeze and the centre of the culture of Maharashtra, the hearts of millions of Marathi people. Sun was as usually showering in it's peak time, one of the teams from Australian process early morning shift had ended at the same time. I was curious if I could find a place to unload my waste. I quickly got up with my emergency look and took my bottle, It was my favourite copper bottle which I had bought it for 700 Rs. after several requests to my wife. It's been more than a year I was using it, sometimes I could feel unsafe while taking it to the washroom, but I can't get up from my desk every time for a different purpose. I reached the main door, swiped and came outside within 4 seconds. As soon as I entered into the washroom I placed my bottle near the basin. A wave of insecurity furiously passed through my right year, but due to heavy crowd into the washroom because of the release of an early shift,  "No one will dare to pick up and put in their bag," I thought

The urge of nature call, unavoidable and forceful pressure that could lift any amount of weight to make a clear way to reach the toilet. The place where I earn my wages, work hard to feed my dependants. We three live in Pune, a place of surrounded by long mountains, cold breeze and the centre of the culture of Maharashtra, the hearts of millions of Marathi people. Sun was as usually showering in it's peak time, one of the teams from the Australian process early morning shift had ended at the same time. I was curious if I could find a place to unload my waste. I quickly got up with my emergency look and took my bottle, It was my favourite copper bottle which I had bought it for 700 Rs. after several requests to my wife. It's been more than a year I was using it, sometimes I could feel unsafe while taking it to the washroom, but I can't get up from my desk every time for a different purpose. I reached the main door, swiped and came outside within 4 seconds. As soon as I entered the washroom I placed my bottle near the basin. A wave of insecurity furiously passed through my right year, but due to heavy crowd into the washroom because of the release of an early shift,




"No one will dare to pick up and put in their bag," I thought.

I was not yet aware if I could find a toilet empty or not, there are more than six but sometimes unloading kept continue since I log-in first in morning 6:00 am. There are a huge group of security guards start occupying their respective regular washrooms and toilets. Their brushing and that stinky smell of toothpaste many times make me feel that since how long my office has not yet bath. But when I take my first break for breakfast then I see many machines and housekeeping staffs resume their work wearing the clean dress-code. then I really feel good and eat my lunch box till it gets empty. Thank god I finally found one empty toilet, just opposite of the basin. I could hear all the conversation of the people, talking to them about weekend plans. All were talking happily. I pulled my pant off and sat continuing a big push to the heavy pressure. I always remember at that time why we smell our poop and how long this natural procedure will continue, in the heavy cold it gives fresh steam to the air, I like that watching in my childhood, turning back and see again and again. I breathe out closing the inhalation process through my nostril for a few seconds till the smell disappears through the ventilator above my head.



"What if this ventilation system not invented and how many girls or boys vomited in the washroom?"

I slid my hand into the right pocket of my jeans and pulled my mobile. Opened my twitter timeline and checked a few updates. Did few follow back and followed to some suggestions. I always like to spend some extra time in the toilet. Sometimes If I need to think about any matter, rather than looking at the screen of my computer blank I prefer to go into the toilet and plan out which something bothering me working in the office. After five minutes of the mobile usage, I could feel dryness beneath my butt. I cleaned it and came out. I Placed both the hand on the waist in the shock, I narrowed my eyes to scan the basin table area carefully as well as the people in the washroom, the bottle was missing. There was only one person who then pulled the door and left.
I should check my desk once again, I thought and left.


I again returned back and started searching the entire washroom, I did not find at my desk. I should report it to the security guard at the basement. After spending five minutes of debate with them I returned back to my desk and talked with my colleagues about the incident what had happened to me. I remember it was the first Friday of the year. Then I made understand myself that losing something it becomes good for us. If someone has stolen anything all my worries and problems went with the person who had stolen, I became happy. I compose a mail and sent to all stating in a polite manner,



"If someone has wrongly picked up my copper water bottle from the men's washroom thinking yours please return me."

I get no reply over the next week, I know, housekeeping won't take it, it was the only one of us who must have stolen... anyways it is life whatever it happens, it happens for a reason.

January 05, 2019

Everyone Has Black & White Day, We Just Need Both Of Them To Be Treasured. These Are Essential Part Of Life

We are living in colourful life, days of comfort in all the nook. We never try to go in the early morning sun, we stopped running on the ground - Need a treadmill. We are running away from our lives, an actual life that we suppose to live. because of these things the ecosystem is unbalanced. Sometimes we behave like an animal and those co-exist creature sometimes behave like a well human being.  It is simple, they are learning from us, their brain power is gradually increasing, but we, the smart human using the brain power for extraordinary things that would cost more. Automation is doing its progress in life very fast, it has taken away many jobs of people, if it kept working with the same rhythm, on the last day of human, it will be proved that smartest living being has slit his own throat.


Getting Out Of Comfort Life

We are living in colourful life, days of comfort in all the nook. We never try to go in the early morning sun, we stopped running on the ground - Need a treadmill. We are running away from our lives, an actual life that we suppose to live. because of these things the ecosystem is unbalanced. Sometimes we behave like an animal and those co-exist creature sometimes behave like a well human being.

It is simple, they are learning from us, their brain power is gradually increasing, but we, the smart human using the brain power for extraordinary things that would cost more.
Automation is doing its progress in life very fast, it has taken away many jobs of people, if it kept working with the same rhythm, on the last day of human, it will be proved that smartest living being has slit his own throat.


Black & White Days

When I was living in 1994 I could only see black and white pictures, movies on TV, those lives were awesome. Now when an old photo comes in front of my eyes, my memories become fresh, there were a lot of jobs available, life was pollution-free. Love had the most prime importance, it's value was visible in our relationship.

Now the world is changing too fast, we don't have time to call our loved ones, just a ping makes us enough. We are living such a suffocated life, but still, we feel that we are the smartest.
Nobody wants this life to be taken away, it is an awesome life but something we need to change to get a better life for tomorrow.

These two eyes have seen many things but they can't forget those holy, pure days of life. Days everyone have to live when the expectation died, when someone dear leaves you alone at the age of 65+ and that time you go back to life and leave your colourful days right there. That time money does not matters, only love and memories that keep you survive. It gives you strength to stand alone in your difficult situation when life is independent.

A Story Of My Village

I remember a person of my village who died alone even though he had two sons and wife. He was living alone and one day he found died. He was from a middle-class family, bad habits (alcohol) every time he was found drunken. Many times he had the fights with his sons and wife. One day Three of them left him alone in the village.

But life seemed better for him, he looked happy those days, he later had become a good man, his drinking habits were almost stopped. He was the only used to cook food for himself, living in a hall and kitchen - house made up of mud and roof tiles. He used to cook dinner under a kerosene lantern and every day he was getting a peaceful sleep.


Learning From Our Mistakes

I understood the reasons for the hurdle in his life was only his two kids and wife. Sometimes we have to pay big for our small mistakes or wrong decision in our life (When you get married against your will or when you don't accept the next person as your life partner). Later I got to know that his marriage was a forceful one, in India it happens, many times and then we have to pay for it. Our life becomes hell and then we take a wrong step in life.

I liked his decision or whatever had happened to his life, his family left him alone but he lived his best day at the end of his life. Once in life the solution automatically finds its way and the problem gets resolved.

January 03, 2019

Farmers, Farms and Urban Life: Kudos To Modi Govt That They Waived Off The Loan Amount of The farmers



Happy Farming


I am so delighted that farmers looked happy this year. Considerable rainwater poured and crop yield was so high. If I compare with the last three years, the condition was so worst in India. In my farm, we sow cotton seeds twice at the beginning of the year, at the first time there was no rain and seeds found swollen under warmness of the mother earth and rotten later. Second time farming succeeds due to there was adequate rain. In India most of the farming based on the rainwater, farmers have no wells and irrigation is very less. My farm is just three acres and every year grows only selected crops like cotton, cereals like wheat, pulses. And it is true that Indian have fewer numbers of vegetable farming.

Farmers are very disappointing about prices of cotton since the last two years. It is not going above RS 5000/quintal, many farmers get losses in waiting for price hikes but it never happened for these years. It seems not that good but considerably better than last season of the crop. This is happened due to huge raining at the starting of the year.

In India most of the farming based on the rainwater, farmers have no wells and irrigation is very less. My farm is just three acres and every year grows only selected crops like cotton, cereals like wheat, pulses. And it is true that Indian have fewer numbers of vegetable farming.

Looking at this photo, I am so delighted that farmers looked happy this year. Considerable rainwater poured and crop yield was so high. If I compare with the last three years, the condition was so worst in India. In my farm, we sow cotton seeds twice at the beginning of the year, at the first time there was no rain and seeds found swollen under warmness of the mother earth and rotten later. Second time farming succeeds due to there was an adequate rain. In India most of the farming based on the rainwater, farmers have no wells and irrigation is very less. My farm is just three acres and every year grows only selected crops like cotton, cereals like wheat, pulses. And it is true that Indian have fewer numbers of vegetable farming.



Kudos To The Government on GST Reduction.


Some of these farmers are diverting to new techniques and procedures of farming, advance one. All that I know about farming is a very simple and ancient one, for that no expertise needs. Some suffer loss too. Adapting the new techniques and those farmers who have huge farms, they have to spend a lot of money on the workers and starting procedures. Kudos to the government, they reduced the GST on daily needs.

Choosing A Right Job Is Necessary


India is now developing and growing fast and all the new generation going for corporate jobs rather, but they should look forward to adopting new techniques for farming. And I am sure about it that in coming years the farming would be the only one will have a great marketplace and soon top doctors, engineers will start farming.

Angry Climate


I love farming, I have worked many times on the farm. It was from 2000 to 2006, not only on my own farm but others too. Due to the corporate requirement, all are leaving the farming, I have done the same. Sometimes I too feel going back to my village leaving behind crowded life. The mind some needs peaceful living, away from the hectic schedules and habits of the unhealthy environment.
Consumers are increasing day by day and the crops yielding production are less, houses are building on demands occupying the fertilised soil and forming the urban life. But then urban life won’t live without food and then we have to start farming somewhere else? The builders are buying the lands at any price and the farmers selling them for the sake of only money.
The fact is known to all and we are blindly accepting it. The greenhouse, global warming and such harmful behaviours of the public needs are not at all accepted. And the environment shows its anger through the climate change and we ignore.

Chemicals Are Now One Of A Closer Friends Of All


Before the time slips from the hand, we have to wake up and look back, it’s time to bring the changes in our lives to save us. We are eating worthless food, it has many chemicals and the most part we eat hybrid food – the food that grows in any season and found tasteless at all. I buy fruits and I have to add sugar to it. All its natural taste has been losing. And again using such food and sugar are also dangerous to health. So here we think about improving the health and we risk and challenge to ourselves another way. It causes many problems in the future.
Scientist even running behind the technology other than farming, but we also have to think about modern farming and its benefits. Even if there are techniques are being used on some farms but the awareness is very less among the farmers. I still can remember few farmers have killed and hanged themselves because of no yielding for the past few years.

The Farmers Got Paid - Govt Of India Loan Amount Waived Off


I am proud that recently the government has paid back to the poor villagers on the basis of farm size – who only depend upon the farming. They did fasting for many days because a member of the home had died because of suicides. I hope Indian government brings more such initiatives for the farmers and stop selling the farms to the construction builders – it least yielding fields so that in future we don’t have to run out of the food.

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