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The Acidity of Progress

                                                                                What a day. I have begun to write again . Thank you Lord. As I begin to make my notes, I see the thoughts forming on the visual frame of the horizon of my mind. and my mind wanders to nature, and the to the beautiful white churches.and to the beautiful Portuguese traditional houses of Goa. Yes, thats the Goa of the time that is getting clouded nowadays as dirty cultures have invaded the state bringing in their foul toxic lifestyles .     What a Goa we have enjoyed.from the beautiful, cultured goan of hospitality and the ships to the goans who filled peoples lives with joy to the youth of today - the outsiders who have brought in their dirty culture and their poison from the North Indian States - the hub of scams, corruption and rapes. Goa is being threatened by an evil culture, and it has sunk its teeth in, destroying th precious goodness and traditions. Though the Goans have put up a fight against this evi

Social Media - the Lethal side

 As the age of technology dawns again and again leading us to new horizons, starting from the first flight taken by the Wright brothers to the computer to the current generation of changing mobiles, from the mobile that was just a phone to the current generation of smart phones which are basically a palmtop computer with excellent features of communication. Along with the changes of the mobile came new changes in communication - apps and websites that made it possible to speak to people nationally and internationally, at the click of a button. And now, people could form groups, in thousands and probably millions. People can now communicate with their celebrities on the internet, people can share information, jokes and images in seconds. All of this comes down to what is now popularly known as social media. And though social media has brought about many changes which are good to humanity, it does bring it's share of evil. All the goodness of social media can be tilted to reveal a ne

The Revenge of Reincarnation

                                                                                                                                                                    Smoke, it rose in the air … swirling in the room with the white curls rising and circles created one by one only to vanish in seconds in the colorless air. A big lounge chair was at the center of the room, and in that room smoking his cigar, sat the Don. He blew the swirls of smoke while he puffed his cigar.   His cheeks contracted and his eyes as he took huge puffs pulling the smoke inside his body.   He held his glass of Scotch in the other hand, the smoothest whiskey ever seen. He had a huge intimidating presence, and always demanded the best of everything.   A highly materialistic mind, he had amassed a lot of wealth and fortune over the years. He was from the underworld, and this road was not a rosy one. It was a road of thorns, and it was not him who suffered from the thorns – but the people who experience his

The Blessing

                      The hermit walked through the village, begging for alms. He lived on the mountain top in a cave. The  mountain was always beautiful anytime of the year and provided for the hermit. But there were other needs and for  that the hermit had to come to the village. He preached to the villagers and treated their ailments as he came from a physicians family.        He came walking to the village from the mountain-top which was a long journey that he made from time to time. He went door to door begging for alms to gtet a little extra help. The folks of the village were kind and prepared some food and supplies for him. He was always happy that they did their bit to help him. Life was simple and not very complicated in the village.  There was not much of a problem as the entire village shared all their resources.       One fine day, as the sun rose among the mountains and the hermit began his walk towards the village, he heard a lot of noise and celebration. O

Tongues out

                                                                     As I was growing  up in the beautiful city of Bombay, there were a lot of things that I learnt and imbibed from this great city. One of the things that I discovered  in the city as I munched on its culture was the beautiful music of  Rock, which was a big thing at the time in Bombay – the bay of good hope. The artists I got introduced to and listened to are various artists, and to tell you about that is a never-ending yearning of stories. So that would be kept for another time, or probably …. Another series of articles.   Every Rockstar brought a certain personality, or a style or more effectively—a mannerism which was copied by their followers all around the world. There were some mannerisms that were very common and were exhibited which were commonly practiced by all the Rockers at that time . I was the action of stretching your tongue out of your mouth combined with another move – the metal horns. St

Violence

                          Violence      Sitting down in the park, I watched as the kids munched on the candy.  It was a fun fair and there were all kinds of activities going on. Suddenly while these activities were going on there was a big bang.Two boys on the ground had begun to fight, for some trivial reason. The crowd gathered around and stopped the fight. The two fighters were separated and then were thrown out of the event. Violence - truly a part of our nature and will always be. We are . It pops up now and then, and we cannot ignore it. Its that feeling in our blood that wants to get physical.    Aggression has been present throughout time as we go down the ages of past centuries, and will be present till the end of time. The hippie revolution was born in the seventies and talked about peace and free love. During that time, violence had taken a downturn and was considered a negative force. People had brought into the love game and the emphasis on violence was very less.

U2

                                                                                                                        U2                        As the years pass by in our lives, things are forgotten. The tree grows and brings in new shoots and flowers, and the trees grow and gets larger. The old shoots dry up in the process, just like our memories. They grow old and fade away, as the brain makes way for new memories, and the old memories fade down in time. Sometimes though, an old memory just comes a visiting, and just illuminates your life like a bulb. While I lay on my couch surfing the internet, I saw the video of U2, one of the hip bands of my day coming on the screen. I was totally taken by surprise, U2 – the U2 was coming to a venue close to me.                     This great international class Grammy award winning act was coming to India, and performing in our country. The people from the sky were coming on our lands. For in the early years, it was U2 tha