INDIAN WRINES

What To Write In A Blog Post So I was sitting in a park, thinking what to write in a blog post or maybe in my next blog  post. I had several thoughts that time, "Lets write this, no this, no this, lets not write" and many more thoughts. Nothing suited much to be a post in my blogs. Therefor I ended up writing my thoughts and by thoughts here, I mean different ideas I had. So, let us see how and what I think: (My First Thought) Life In Park: Being in a park while I write this, was the best topic I could think first. I thought to describe my surroundings in the park in a funny way, which I always do (I am not funny? So are you. Did I say anything?). So I looked around, greenry everywhere, kids with thier moms, kids with their dads, kids with grandparents, kids with kids, grandparents with moms and dads, grandparents abnormal yoga poses (Relax), dogs fighting their own family issues, birds being birds, people sleeping in shadows of trees and then me with my pen a

Social Media: A Platform for Modern Beggars. Beautiful social media sites like Facebook, Instagram and etc (I use only these two) give you the opportunity to share your precious, beautiful, wonderful and pretty pictures on it. (WOW! Told you something new here.) But social media also give a platform for modern beggars to beg. Don’t get it. I’m sure you will soon because you must have faced such beggars at least once in your career (Oh! You spend more than 12 hours on social sites; I thought this was your job). Let’s move on to that day when I faced such beggar and see what happened next... It was one beautiful day (the writer inside of me, starts every story like this), I was scrolling through my Facebook feeds seeing all the beautiful (edited) pictures of ugly people (from inside). Suddenly, a girl texted me. It was shocking, a girl texting me? WHAATT!! (Just kidding, I am a lady killer) Her text said, “Like my”. Yaa that’s it. I was wondering if she would l

Mother: A Saviour Even After Death Ashutosh, a 20-year-old, lived in Delhi, India. His mother was a businesswoman. She was falsely accused under the section 420, which led to a heart attack when she got the orders. Unfortunately, she died. It was a coincident or what to say but she died at 4:20 in evening. Ashutosh was obviously depressed about his mother’s death, he hated this hour of the day, 4:20. People were back bitching about his mother’s death timing. “How can she die exactly at 4:20, for sure she did something wrong and it is a sign from the god”, said a lady to her friend. Ashutosh ignored all of this. He trusted her mother. But Ashutosh lost his vision of life after his mother’s death. He shifted to Mumbai with his dad. A 20-year-old boy, the year when you decide your career, he lost his vision of life. He had no aims in life. It wasn’t him, but the days were running his life. He had no one to talk too. It wasn’t like people hated him, but who wants to

Indian Roads and Its Messiah Who do you think we going to talk about today? Yaa obviously about the Messiah (in the picture above) as mentioned in the title. But not just any Messiah, It is THE MESSIAH OF INDIAN ROADS!! Why do I call them the Messiah of Indian Roads? Okay, read further to know why- It was a family function that we (my family) had to go. Now although a family function but it was at an unknown place to us (my family). But we thought Google Maps will come to our rescue. WE THOUGHT (And just to inform you all in our family no one has more than a 3g network on their phone). My family is served by Wi-Fi and we have no relationship with internet once we get out of our house (If our 2G-3G network works then the story is ‘SLOWLY’ different). So we had a belief that Google Maps will help us. So we took on the roads for the trip, started our GPS, worked pretty well in the beginning until we got out of our society. After that, it showed its true c

A Buttery Trip To Amritsar!! “How about Amritsar ?” asked my mom.  So basically we had 3-4 days holidays in a row so the travel bug inside us started tickling, specially my mom's. I guess our last family trip was to Lansdowne which was ‘Okay’ and it was 2 years back. All these two years for me travelling was, Home - College - Back Home, (quite entertaining though because of the kinds of people I saw everyday in bus). So yeah, a day before our holiday starts, we started searching for the place to hit up (I know too early). Out top most priority was Mumbai, mainly because we wanted to see Shah Rukh Khan’s house and yaa also the beach. But also when I started looking for available flights for the ‘Next Day’, I said okay let’s just visit our mountains. Why I did such tragic change? That is because flights for next day to anywhere are just toooo  expensive. But mountains have become boring for us, like I have visited so many mountains in my 20 years of my l