What’s the biggest crime in the world?

One day I met a man. Not so miserable. He was like every second person,I confront in my street. I found the environment there quite dusky. People surrounding had different expressions, but that man was not giving any. I found, he wasn’t responding to any talks, right or wrong. He was not looking around the circumference. Nor was he listening anything.

The man was dead! And I was at his funeral! But, the dead man’s activity was like every second person, I ….

Does this mean our society is dead?


Everyday in life,we confront via media or may be live, not only several crimes, but also several many poor issues, leading individuals, societies, and state towards vain. These are all consequences of the biggest crime,every individual commits sometimes or other in his life. And that crime is- ‘NO-OBJECTION ATTITUDE’! Being silent and a dumb viewer.

Though silence is the best arm,to tackle problems. But, not when time needs you to respond.  Whosoever commits whatsoever crime, the biggest criminal are those who pay no response, show no objection to it. Very smartly, getting rid from the conflicts. They think. But they don’t get that by doing this, they are helping the problems to persist within society, around them. So, no one can escape conflicts, without stepping up to solve it.

Not everyman is required to be a revolutionary or a reformer. No. But, one must respond to living, right or wrong, good or bad. If you talk about change. If you have some thoughts. If you choose your point. You are required to – be that change. Live those thoughts. And bring the point to action, whenever required.

‘Realisation of this biggest crime’, could bring a ‘bigger change’. Step towards ‘Stronger-living’ and get the air to breathe all around you..


Like A Blanket

..Like a blanket
The world could..
Hold you wholly, to the extent,
You want to.
Covering up your embarassments
Or the tears.
Your shy, or be it your shivers.
If the world could cover to..
..make your small world within!
How sympathetic and relaxing would be the scene.
Like a blanket..
The world support.
Tie you tightly
Becomes your vote!
The hug it could offer..
And the dark side it provide..
To let you think better
And you do not get a bad guide.
How would be the world,
A friend like your blanket!
No condition, no demands
Just a ‘living side’ offering mate.
But, like a blanket..
..the world could?


Sitting idol, might be filled with thoughts, dilemma, work, confusion or fear.

Being on work, may carry empty mind..so blank, and heart-wierd.

What seems real, always has something unreal.


The drops of rain, I never enjoyed..                           one day, was giggling my sadness.

Being around people was not to party..                                    but a way to ignore rudeness.

Like, for some ,being alone is the duration to celebrate immense happiness.

Don’t judge conditions to declare the situation. It might not be so clear.

Because, what seems real, always has something unreal!


A Falling tree, Is removing greenery, or providing us with wood…can’t say!

Slipping rocks from the mountain, are filling the water body, or stopping it’s range, can’t say..!


Time goes on, clock runs..                                               shows the same time twice a day, but, we don’t feel, we are being fooled!

Doesn’t matter, who is far, who is near..

What to consider?                                                            Your laughs, or the tears? Say..

As what life is..I don’t get!

Real..or unreal??


Why such a HATE you breed..?                                        for which, cutting out ‘HUMANS from human colony’, you need !


..who chooses to protect everybody’s life before his own self!

‘He’ is not our guard on line of control.. but                   reflection of his father, carrying a brave soul .

Nor do he fight for a great salary and maintainance..                                                                   But to remain alive in his wife’s  thoughts, and for a hope to see ‘her’ again.

..memorises the squeals of his little anjel.. with every shot of bullet.                                                 ..he leaves the arm of his mother to die in the lap of ‘motherland’, for his country’s sake.

‘He’ is the SOLDIER, who leave his panel..                         for protection of each panel of the nation!


..And one more night, I couldn’t sleep.. realising,

The blood we lost at ‘Kashmir’, were protecting my this sleep..!



‘Religions’ does not teach ‘Discrimination’.. … Then from where you learn it?

Why such a hate you breed?                                                   For which, cutting out ‘HUMANS, from human colony’, you need!



– Strongly condemn the terrorist attack on CRPF personnel at ‘Pulwama ( J&K)’.

I strongly condemn ‘the scene’ that goes against every tenet of humanity!

Salute to the martyrs. #CRPFIndia.

Though, I am not a ‘Chocolate Person’…

“Lick! Sip! Bite!…” CHOCOLATE in all forms fill hearts..and you respond “Umm..!”

The darker it appears, the lighter it makes your mood..                                                                              form ‘the curve’ on mouth, mind fascinates & sounds “Boom!”


Might be harder in touch, but melts down easily..        .. In the way-similar, as it melts your mood sweetly.

Chocolate is the ‘Silent tool’, that says the UNSPOKEN words and feelings ..                                     ‘A surprising wonder’, offering creativity, and also solve every dealings.


It can be your ‘START of the story’ or a CONSOLE-MATE in pause of life.                                                     With this ‘dark colleague’ ‘THANK YOU’ and ‘SORRY’ survive.

Am not a weird one, rather I say, it’s being UNIQUE..                                                                                that chocolate doesn’t sparkle my eyes. If taken a bite, I never wish to REPEAT!


Yes, am not a “chocolate person”.

But, because of ‘one’ , it appears to me, occassionally AWESOME.

Some creativity, it offers to me, when I select it for making a ‘day-blossom’.


My tongue dislikes, but I can’t deny- chocolates make any relation ‘Molding’ and ‘Sweet’..                                   in silence of moments, it lie!

Oop! Why am I discussing this?

‘Getting chocolaty’, might is common to all, but, not-so-usual-symptom to me..


…it’s that, I am missing you! 

“Have a chocolate!”

Actually, I wanted to say that, ” YOU are so precious and the special one, to me!” 


How to make Improvements?

I find it better to start with ‘Improvements’. This is what we have to do or make to achieve ‘Success’, which is just a result, an outcome of persistent improvements. Thus I prefer not to jump directly upon success..since it won’t help.

If you think, I am to suggest certain ways, to study, suggest you how to deal with time, provide u some tricks to practice or am going to give you the perfect diet chart that would help… I say, you getting me wrong. Because, I would say, the secret to improve is- your own ways. Your plans, your potential. Your range of work. The key is in your pocket and the solution to your paused or locked improvement is ‘YOU’.

Anytime one prefer to search ways, take a lot suggestions, less to make an improvement and more to distract from the path that could help you to achieve the same. Ultimately, all ends up with your own plans.

You can only  feel comfide by practicing  according to your habit. You are capable upto your limits and an amendment you can make in your life style, according to your potential, known to you.

Again, the things, ‘Worry’ and ‘a feeling of inferiority’, are obstacles in path. The key to it is- “being a lil’stupid, but feeling smart”. That’s the way to cherish life, and climb high. You are not abided to terms and conditions that could bring success to you. Whatever be the circumstances, live through but feel free; and thus you will improve. And it declares that, ” by winning over mind, one can win the world”.

An ’11 letters word’ , might carry many steps to climb, but it will always begin with ONESELF. Identify yourself, because Improvement always begins with ‘I’. And S ccess says, it can not be achieved without ‘U’ ( you ).


Difficult to travel a long distance and for a long while .                                                                           Yes, this happens sometime.

Time doesn’t show interest in maintaining companionship..                                                       ..Path not so clear, becomes dusky and dry.

Life goes on..

But, wings of thoughts find itself unable to escape the clouds.                                                                  Then there appear, in a visible range, clusture of images.. but as I travelled through, it went to vanish in shroud.

Could not understand, in which direction to turn, since all seems muted.

A feel of loneliness spreads..and the hustle & bustle seems so unkind..

It’s when ,’fog’ covers up the range of my mind.