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Only a fool writes for anything but money, the compassionate and learned can share his knowledge about anything under the sun for hours. One should write for what one stands for and not what the people demands. Writing helps in facing our fears, aspirations, perceptions and illusions about ourselves with a frankness that makes the portraits and stories as engrossing as they are disturbing. There were three basic parameters for good writers considered by me. They are command over language, observation power and experience. 1- Language is natural fracture across communities and it will always be. I can't boast of proficiency in a foreign language like English without having a good command over my own mother tongue. Learning metaphors in a language is like deep water diving into clean ocean. Gradually, one enjoys subtle humor in generating charm through understanding of medium. 2- I was advised by a reader to observe at least for 10 minutes. I started this in local transport and fo...

Mental idleness leads to aimlessness and eventually despondency. To be a contented and creatively-active person, one has to keep doing something that keeps your zest for life alive and inspires you. For me it is blogging, it makes me feel alive. Today, Nothing to write but a zeal to express is there in the heart. I am observing that there has been shift towards how much you own, how much you can get paid for some skill that you have, and bargain hard to get the most you can. We've been culturally brainwashed to believe that the average products for average people, compliance, focus on speed and cost (the factory approach) is the one and only way. It's not the ideal situation. People deserve more and have more potential within. I feel that capability rather than domain knowledge is more important; Today, I find a beautiful paragraph on creativity by a famous poet, Faiz Ahmed Faiz . In 1951 Faiz and a number of army officers were implicated in the so-called Rawalpindi Con...

This is mine 400th post on the 'Sparsh'. It’s an eve of expression and celebration for me. I have a long journey of “unlearning" prejudices to gain insight of human nature. Also, the explosion of the blog phenomenon has exposed youths like me to a multitude of opinions. I had read, written and discussed about social, economic, and political opinions of importance and enjoyed sharing views on cinema. I read several bloggers but follow ritually for new updates on these blogs : Nimmy , Nimmy2 , Indianhomemaker , Rashmi Bansal , Atanu Dey , Devinder Sharma , TheSouthAsianIdea , Prof Abi , Sameer Bhat, anindianmuslim , Winds From The East , Calamur Harini , Vikram V Garg , Diptakirti , aPocRyPHaL , Anu , The Rational Fool , Nita , The Religious Policeman , kufr , Roshmi , Jaya , Santosh Desai ,  joie de vivre and Rajjo ; I read and like works of these Public Figures : Osho , Nadeem F. Paracha , Bill Maher , Christopher Hitchens , Dr. B. R. Ambedkar , P. Sainath , N...

1- Half-life of the Coal Child : Not many know that the dangerous and suffocating rat mines of Meghalaya are worked by 70,000 child miners. Following them into hellish pits, Kunal Majumder exposes the dark veins of an exploitative industry. 2- Glory, piety and politics : With Pakistan’s two main political parties looking exhausted by being made to play a continuous game of cat and mouse with the establishment, the new generation of young Pakistanis began to look elsewhere. 3- A Short History of Rebellion" : TSI discovers that most fade away or come back ‘home’. Some do make history–for better or worse. 4- Interview of Maulana Abul Kalam Azad given to the famous journalist Shorish Kashmiri for a Lahore based Urdu magazine, Chattan, in April 1946. 5- Of grids and groups : An alternative view of "open" and "closed" societies. 6- Over 200,000 Narmada Dam oustees still to be rehabilitated ; A crime that goes unpunished for 25 years. 7- Killings of Ahm...

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for. I am not in love but has an obsession with the writing. I had chosen writing as a hobby or parallel life because it enabled me not to be beholden to anybody. I write and also know that no way anyone will be going to put his neck on the line for implementing my ideas. Sometime, I behave like some young fool who did no know when to stop. The real purpose of my writing is not to please or make the audience comfortable. It is about rebelling and make them uncomfortable for a short period of time. My anger on world and myself have been diluted with time still passion remains same.I can be thief, plagiarist, adaptive and original in writing for the message but will never do this for money. A vow of never charging a single paise for unoriginal writing had been taken by me. But, still miles to wri...

The map is not the territory. --Alfred Korzybski Or take this simply. The blog is not the real world but its a route for me to become Neo from Mr. Anderson. I am on rampage enough to publish 300th post on my beloved blog. I congratulate myself in the sense of vanity and proud over this. Driven by basic instinct to compose and compile all crazy ideas at one place seems flourishing now. I could have easily forgotten this triple centurion post like previous centuries but Amit reminded that I was near triple century. And first time someone appreciated that my words are a source of inspiration. Hence celebrating mine minor joy in full pomp and show. Thank you Amit for your kind words... You Should Write Blogs by Steve Yegge. It is most most most pushing article that prompted me to write my bakwaas or preachings as a blogger. It explains why should I blog inspite of the fear and anxiety. Most people give various reasons why not to write something in the life . Reason #1: I'm too busy. R...

Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow. — Some dude. I was really flattered when Rajneesh pinged personally and congratulated me for this blog-post in which I stated about my feeling of loneliness. For a mediocre guy like me, to produce magic of ecstasy for friends through written words give intense pleasure. I have frozen frame of the moment in my memory when Himanshu Gupta applauded me for enjoying a healthy and detailed chat on diverse topics. Topic started with him explaining about science in a movie AI to me and continued 3 hours at the lobby of Morvi Hostel (IT-BHU). A sense of confidence was born from inside. It is one the most encouraging memory to cherish till this date. I always go slow and hate the stopwatch mentality of the world. Deadlines drives me crazy and nervous till this date. The line between an intellectual and a pretentious bore is at best thin. Hence, I feared much in expressing myself. I was like sponge as a kid soaking all in it. Hence, there...

Notice: I will kill the guy who will plagiarize this creation. I am damn serious. Walking Diary 1 st scene Two Boys:One wearing che guevera t-shirt 1 st guy: You are wearing a T shirt with image of Che on it!!! 2 nd guy: who the heck is he in this world? I absolutely have no clue about this man except that it looks cool. 1 st guy: People should be banned from wearing ‘Ernesto Che Guevara’ t-shirts who absolutely have no clue about the man and his sacrifice. 2 nd guy: Did he was an important American rock star or soccer player…. 1 st guy: Never mind about that stuff, lets go; Guru (3 rd guy) must be waiting…. 2 nd scene A beautiful girl on side ways and both boys on walk 1 st guy: What a beauty!!!! 1 st guy: Hey, you noticed that chic. She is hot… 2 nd guy: Do you only see the beauty of girls in this whole world? There is hunger, poverty and unemployment around you… 2 nd guy: I got sometimes mad by these sites. People walk with the ignorance and cold heart. I hate viewing tho...

Who am I? May be a tramp, vagabond, bohemian, stranger, amigo, nameless traveler, stalker, pauper or faceless identity in a lost world. I am sure that I am not an artist of abstract and reflective thinking. Then, Who am I? I ink, therefore I am but really there is no purpose in asking question to the abyss called as soul. I write this blog for expressing my feeling and inspire others.

Chaos, Cosmos, Chaos, Cosmos. Once again the sickening game; My writings are introspection of change within me with time and place.I have no secret ambition to turn into literal giant in real or virtual world. I don't want to impose my fictional views on others. I write blog just to reflect my feelings in words. I am a free lancer in the world of professional writers. Passion of writing in diary was started by admiration of quotation. After reading short stories, poems and novels in Hindi and English, the spark for creation ignited me. There is ghost inside me giving lucrative offer to rise and fall in deep oceans of literature, cinema and spirituality. Nowadays, blog and diaries are only remedy to preserve my mind from chaotic thoughts. Every night infinite number of ideas are erupted inside me. There is deep conflict and enigma inside me to understand philosophy of life. This mythical consciousness enables me to think about art and non materialism. I seek for solitude to search f...