Movie Review

Name of the Movie :- Phantom

Director :- Kabir Khan

Genre :- The film is full of action and also thrilling.

Music :- The music is composed by Pritam. All the songs are very soulful,  melodious and heart touching.

Cast:- The main leads of film are Saif Ali Khan(Daniyal Khan) , Katrina Kaif (Nawaz Mistry).

Story:- Phantom is a story of destroying terrorists of 26/11 Mumbai attack. Daniyal  creates different ways of destroying terrorists spread all over the world with the help of R.A.W. Nawaz is a team member who helps Daniyal in completion of his mission. It creates a sense of Patriotism among  the viewers.

PHYSICAL ACTIVITIES IMPORTANT FOR STUDENTS

Now a day, it is mostly seen that teenagers are getting very rebellious or have change in their behavior. The reason behind this change in behavior can be the hectic or stressful schedules of students and even the lack of physical activities. It is mostly seen that due to lack of time students don’t get time to play or to perform any other physical activities. This problem might not look serious but, it is because lack of physical activity can cause anxiety, cardiovascular diseases and many other diseases.

Thus, physical activity is very important in a student’s life and it should not be neglected.

Physical activities have many benefits like it keeps a person’s body and mind calm, energetic and fresh. It also reduces ones stress, enhances mental and physical growth. It helps in character building and provides students energy and strength. A healthy diet and active lifestyle is also necessary with physical activities as it brings good result in a student’s lifestyle, mind and body.

Thus, the students get physically fit and even achieve more in academics.

The target of keeping students fit and stress free through physical activities can be achieved if the schools take initiative, as children don’t get time in their hectic schedule to perform any physical activities.

This initiative can be helpful or beneficial for both the students as, they get stress free and achieve more in academics and through this school will earn good academic performance.

Gently falls the bakula

                                                             -Sudha Murthy

The story starts with the childhood of two neighbors- Shrikant and Shrimati who are also classmates. There always used be tough competition between both of them in their school  but, Shrimati always  used to outsmart Shrikant.

The story revolves around these two students, as they grow up they fall in love with each other. The Bakula tree standing between the two house becomes the sole witness of their love.

Shrikant and Shrimati  marry each other, but Shrimati  has to face many problems from her husbands family ,but she  try to adjust with Shrikant’s family member and live with them peacefully.

Shrimati after tackling all the family problem does not get attention from Shrikant and he being ambitious focuses only in his work avoiding Shrimati. This leaves Shrimati lonely and she realizes where her true happiness lies and decides to move on in life.

It is a tale of love and how selfishness disrupts love. Very visual writing by Sudha Murthy makes a pleasure reading. It questions the bond of marriage at the sacrifice of a woman. Finally leaves an impression on the reader.

 

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RADHIKA MANE

The girl with a dream.

There was once a girl, innocent and pure, spreading the love and in search of more. For her the world was a beautiful place, filled with people who loved her, pampered her and cared for her like she was a doll. She finds the world in the embrace of her mother and protection in her father’s love. She grew up listening to the stories from her grandmother, the stories about the beautiful princess and her charming prince riding on the white horse, and there magical kiss in which they found the true love and then she sleeps dreaming about her prince and the magical kiss, of course holding her teddy close. She was taught to love and believe and to respect and hope. She was innocently mischievous and mischievously innocent. She danced around placing smiles on so many faces and her giggles were echoed in her house. She was no princess, she didn’t have a big garden filled with roses or any sort of luxury but she didn’t need any. She was living in heaven until one day her heaven wrecked, she grew up.

She was no more a kid living under the shadow of her parents but she was a grown up girl surviving the harshness of the world. She now has to face the world which was no more a beautiful place. There were people who ogle at her and their lecherous look just disgust her. When she looked around her there was crime and hatred, where was the love, love which she read in books. She was taught to believe and hope, but where should she put her beliefs in ? What is she suppose to hope for? The treachery of the world taught her that there is nothing like true love, that was all just the stories. There will be no beautiful princess, no charming prince will come for her riding the white horse and surely there won’t be any magical kiss. Lust has taken over love and people are selfish and sometimes they will hurt you for fun. So she did what she has to, to survive in this loveless world. She put on a mask. A mask of firmness, a mask of selfishness, a mask of hatred and made people believed that she don’t care. But that was for the world so that they don’t think that she is vulnerable and tries to hurt her, deep down in her heart she cared. She cared every time when she saw something bad happening, she cared every time when she saw truth losing to lies, she cared every time when people asked her to be cruel and oversee the wrong but she can’t express it, moreover she was not even suppose to feel it.

She can’t take it anymore, the pain, the lies, the cruelty, she wanted to run away but to where, there was nowhere. She was not living but surviving, but then she couldn’t take it anymore. She tried to be heard, fought for love but hatred won and gradually consumed her and once a cheerful soul is now burned into ashes and it’s gone. But her spirit is still here amongst us waiting for the victory. She was taught to believe and hope so she is believing in us and hoping that we all will help her to win this war between love and hate. She wants every one of us to win the fight that’s going on inside us. Let’s tear off the mask of hate and let the love pour out of us. Let’s not pretend anymore and care for real. Let’s stop the wrong and stand for the right.

She was a girl with a dream…

STORM.

There is something so oddly comforting about the storm. As the trees swing around mercilessly in the air and the pouring rain leaves imprints everywhere. I lay in the dark listening to it uproar, wrapped up in blanket, safe and sound. I guess that is why it’s so oddly comforting; the fact that it’s a raging storm outside and I’m inside safely battling my own inner storms.

Sometimes it feels like my inner storm has manifested itself in more of a physical form. For a change, it’s not only in the inside. It’s there; in its realist form, manifesting itself to the outside world. I want to scream; “see this is how I feel, this is how it destroys me”. I want to scream and let them know.

The rain pours and pours with it the thunder bolts rips the sky open. This is how I feel. Like something rips open my chest with its bare hands.

The leaves rustle as though screaming for escape. This is how I feel. Struggling to find freedom as everything around me does it best to hold me down.

Flashes of lightning illuminates the dark in my room, curtains blow away with the wind and the air becomes chillier with each passing second, so I tightly wrap the blanket around me.

Broken Friendship

Some sorrows are too deep,

In my life they just seem to seep.

I wanted to talk to you 

but I remembered you do not talk to me anymore
I can feel the pain in my heart
as if its melting from its core

   Friends may come and friends may go,
   but i know you'll find your way back
   because true friends last forever

   and we were  meant to be together .

THE HUNGER GAMES : MOCKINGJAY PART 1 - MOVIE REVIEW

It’s very likely that Francis Lawrence’s The Hunger Games: Mockingjay – Part 1 is not the movie that you’re expecting. Moving beyond the structure that helped make the first two films in the series so successful – seeing star Katniss Everdeen forced to compete in a deadly competition that pits her against her peers in an arena setting – the new sequel instead takes the franchise themes of revolution and resistance to the next level, taking its characters to war. Rather than struggling with this massive shift, however, the new film simply makes the dystopian world that much more fascinating and exciting, and is ultimately another very successful chapter in the blockbuster series.

Picking up just after the events of The Hunger Games: Catching Fire, the new film finds Katniss (Jennifer Lawrence) within the bowels of a large, underground military complex where she suddenly finds herself as the wanted figurehead of a growing rebellion. Her acts of defiance against President Snow (Donald Sutherland) and the Capitol during The Hunger Games have successfully sown the seeds of revolution, and she has inspired the people of Panem to rise up against their fascist overlords and try to take their nation back. But while the country is on the verge of war, Katniss must not only decide if she will take the responsibility of leadership that has been thrust upon her, but also try and find a way to rescue Peeta (Josh Hutcherson), who has been taken hostage and imprisoned by the enemy.

Though it is perhaps a bit inaccessible to those who have not followed the series up to this point, and it feels more like an extended chapter of a longer saga than a self-contained plot, The Hunger Games: Mockingjay – Part 1 finds its success in meaningful themes, character-driven story, and smart execution, and ultimately creates some impressive depth for the phenomenon franchise.

Mockingjay – Part 1 can be best categorized as a war film, but what impressively sets it apart from its blockbuster brethren is the surprisingly little dependence that it has on action sequences, explosions and on-screen violence. Instead, it opts for a much more fascinating political and personal approach, as we see through Katniss’ eyes what it takes to motivate revolution and its extreme cost. The teenage archer is certainly brave and heroic in the face of danger, but a bold, military leader she is not, and the film fully dives into her struggle accepting her role and becoming the symbol everyone needs her to be – all while a man she loves is being held prisoner and tortured. Propaganda videos are explored as being just as important as the new explosive-tipped arrows that the heroine is provided with, and it works because the drama is just as satisfying as the mission and battle sequences.

Being so driven by internal conflicts, The Hunger Games: Mockingjay – Part 1 provides itself opportunity for great character work – and while it’s obviously Katniss who gets the most development (backed by yet another brilliant performance from Jennifer Lawrence), it’s fantastic to see the rest of the ensemble get their shining moments as well. After being stranded on the outskirts of the story in the first two films, Liam Hemsworth’s Gale finally gets some material that he can really sink his teeth into – torn apart by his feelings for Katniss, her close bond with Peeta, and his own personal revolutionary spirit. Contextual changes also do great things for Elizabeth Banks’ Effie (who is horrified to go from colorful Capitol garb to a grey District 13 jumpsuit); Woody Harrelson’s Haymitch (who is forced to ‘dry out’ a bit); Philip Seymour Hoffman’s Plutarch (who has a very influential position within the rebellion); and Jeffrey Wright’s Beetee (who finds a role to play as the revolution’s tech expert). There’s even room for some great new characters, as Julianne’s President Coin - leader of the revolt – becomes a complex new ally and antagonist for our heroine.

Of course, you can’t sell revolution to an audience if they don’t have a complete understanding of what’s being revolted against, and the good news is that Francis Lawrence and screenwriters Danny Strong and Peter Craig don’t short sell it. From public executions to firebombed cities to threatening speeches, there is no shortage of evil being displayed by the Capitol, and it’s all presented in affecting and shocking ways. As the central antagonist, Donald Sutherland continues to play President Snow with a creepy confidence that sells the idea that he has seen revolutions come and go and feels little threat to his power – which, when combined with Katniss’ uncertainty creates a threatening David and Goliath atmosphere.

As the Part 1 in the title suggests, this first half of The Hunger Games: Mockingjay doesn’t really provide any big conclusions or complete any arcs, but this lacking only slightly undercuts what the film adds to the franchise as a whole. There’s a great deal of smart thematic and character work that adds to the world of The Hunger Games, and will only serve to get fans more excited for the story’s conclusion.

MAHASHWETA- by Sudha Murthy

The female protagonist Anupama who has met her match a handsome Dr Anand , but this was not the way that life wanted her to go.This all is shattered when she discoveres that she has leukoderma which is still treated in India as a curse .she faces a lot of objections from her mother in law as well as her fathers house .she even thinks of suicide but gathers courage and decides  to live the life that god has gifted her. Later she moves to Mumbai with the help of her friend and works as a lecturer .meanwhile she meets with an accident and meets Dr Vasanth who also loves literature and Arts like her but Anupama rejects Dr vasanth proposal and accepts to be a good friend, in this way Anupama lived her entire life without any partner or sympathy but on the basis of her confidence .

MY MOTHER !!

My mother kept a garden

A garden of the heart

She planted all the good things

That gave my life its start.

She turned me to the sunshine

And encouraged me to the dream

Fostering and nurturing

The seeds of self esteem.

The constant good example 

Always taught me right from wrong

Makers for my pathway

That will last a life long

I am my mothers garden

I am her legacy

And i hope today she feels the love

Reflected back from me.

DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM,

BUT THIS IS THE WAY I AM !!

Neither I know how to sing,

Nor I know how to dance,

I am taking up this chance,

Looking all my life at a glance,

DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM,

BUT THIS IS THE WAY I AM.

All my life I faced ups and downs,

throughout,

but there was nothing serious to

worry about,

I thought of life as a drammatical

Stage,

Where you and I are prisoned in

Cage.

DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM,

BUT THIS IS THE WAY I AM.

When winds were blowing and,

storming around,

I was totally speechless and,

spell bound,

through the silent valleys I

went,

without any stop or a bent.

DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM,

BUT THIS IS THE WAY I AM.

One thing that life has taught 

Me

I will share with you happily,

that until you reach your goal,

With all prospect

And be right upon the seventh 

Sky,

No one gives you respect,

Let it be a girl or a guy.

DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM,

BUT THIS IS THE WAY I AM.

RIGHT OF MOTHER NATURE

Create harmony with mother nature,

Treat the mountains with dignity and respect;

Re-plant when you cut down a tree and burn

Not the forest for they have feelings like you.

Poison not the rivers nor the oceans for

The fishes there of are humans with emotions.

Do not kill animal anyhow or they will go into extinction.

Conserve your environment and water, protect wildlife and make mother earth proud.

Protect the right of mother nature,

Observe the Right of mother earth.

Avoid polluting the air with smoke,

Everything you sow surely you will reap.

Mother Nature look up to your cooperation to

Make the world a better place for us.

Do not abuse the earth for there you are returning

Protect mother nature against harm.

Its our responsibility...lets take a oath to protect earth

and make it a beautiful place to live in.

The Day I Touched The Sky:')

It Was My Fifth Day In Kashmir. I Was Eager To See What Makes Gulmarg So Popular. The Beauty Of Kashmir Was Indeed Breath Taking And so Extraordinarily Beautiful That It Almost felt Unreal. The Wild Bubbling Ice Cold Streams, The Magnificent Towering Snow-Capped Himalayas,The Lush Greenery, The Peaceful Serene Dal lake And The Lovely Warm Hearted People. How Could It Get Any Better? I Woke Up Early That Day Expecting Another Beautiful Day Of My Life. I knew That The Main Attraction Of The Gulmarg Was The Cable Car Ride. Actually There Were Two Parts Of The Ride; One Could Opt For The First Phase Which Took One Halfway Up The Mountain Or The Second Phase Which Took You Right At The Top. I Was Not Feeling Very Brave About Going That High, But We had Opted For The second Phase. We Started From Srinagar Towards Gulmarg Early In The Morning. The Road Was So Beautiful That One Could never Get Bored. 

After We managed To Make Our way Back We Had Some Snacks And Resumed Our Journey. Gulmarg Was Simply Beautiful With Snow Covered Mountains Surrounding The Region. We Saw The Famous Shiv Temple Where 'Jai Jai Shiv Shankar' Was Shot. We Had To Walk half A Kilometer To Reach The Place From where The Cable Car Started. After Standing In a Long Line 

 Our Chance Came. One Cable Car Seated Six People; We Got a Cable car To Ourselves. We Went Uphill And Saw Small Streams And Huts And Blobs Of Snow Fallen Here And There. As We Went Further up The Vegetation And Settlements Completely vanished And Only white Snow Covered The Place Like A Blanket.

At A Point Because Of Clouds Even The Path Ahead Was Not visible. At Last we Reached The Much Awaited Second Phase. As Far As My Eyes Could See There Was Only Snow All Around. Being There I Felt As If I Was At The Top Of The World. This Was How I Imagined The Land Of My Dreams To Be, Far Away Untouched By Pollution. I Realised The Magnificent Beauty Of Mother Nature. The Temperature Was Much Below Zero Degree Celsius. I Could Have Stood There Forever But Unfortunately We Had To Go Back. Now I Think That I Know What Heaven Must Look Like. I Don't Know How Many Times You Have Heard This But I Will Say It Again, If There Is Any Heaven On Earth It Is This, It Is This, It Is This!

vampire

 we come when no one is around

when everyone is safe and sound,

and feed on people's blood as own.

 but ever so slyly  look around 

to find the perfect meal in town

our looks may be deceiving

but ever so demeaning 

to stop ones life from beginning

we are so thin tall and frail

when you see us u will go pale

our teeth are sharp and sparkling white 

appear as though a diamond under a candlelight

we are so old , we are ancient as thee..

when asked our age we will be a hundered and fourtythree

cant tell our  name as its hard to pronounce 

vlad teppes and daray contea how does it sound??

and one last thing be in your beds

as beware or else lose your heads....

:} :)

 

The Cry Of Nature

The beautiful and vast mountains 

Stand tall with all their might

Undeterred by snow, feast and rain,

They are indeed a beautiful sight,

Though enshrouded by many a clouds,

Duly unveiled are they every morning,

And then the voice of nature ranges aloud,

In a tongue, man never tried learning 

                   Nature in its purest form,

                   Is seen on these lush green slopes;

                   Though the wild devoid of norms,

                   There are some unwritten rules,invisible ropes:

                   No beast shall continue to prey,

More than is needed to stay,

         Alive; and so in nature's reign 

          The balance of life was perfectly maintained.

We can see nature's beauty, through both our eyes and mind

Such sacred beauty is so hard to find,

Even a herd of sheep, grazing, looking so innocent,

With an unnatural peace, so magnificent!

oh! they seem so holy, yet so unaware

Of others greed, of which should be beware

And so when man craves axes and spares 

Nature's helpless cries fall on deaf ears.

     What have they done to be undeserving?

 Was it the tiger's growling, or he birds chirping,

                   Or was it simply the whisper of forest ,

                   That made mankind kill nature is our origin,

                   Remember it is our ancestral home we now belong

                   Remember, that life is not for taking, but ours to give,

                   Remember that the poor herd too had the right to live.

No idea is new anymore, So why try?

In a day and age of instant messaging, video sharing and music streaming, It’s practically impossible to do anything entirely original.

A new dance form? Well some kid in a remote part of Egypt just recorded his brother doing a local folk dance that got some mileage on facebook wall posts.

A completely new concept for a film? Well students with just an iPhone are shooting thought provoking videos about their unique state of mind that are winning film festivals.

A homeless person with a rare talent for painting that would have gone completely unnoticed if he was born 10 years prior, Would go “semi-viral” if some passerby shot it on video and uploaded it.

 Yet we are still amazed by new things. New songs make us wake up, New films rekindle our imagination and new ideas still visibly change the world.

Usually when people try to start something new, When they feel they possess an idea which is unique, The moment they foray into that subject, They instantly get overwhelmed.

“I had this great film idea but then realised its been done to death.”

“I had this great idea to start a bakery but then another one popped up right next to the area i was planning to set up shop.”

“I was thinking of getting into poetry but the poetry reading meet next to my house is overcrowded with way more talented poets.”

 There is no end to it. Literally “someone out there has already done it better or doing it better” is the one shot solution to NEVER attempting anything new.

So the question arises, Why do anything?

When our ideas aren’t unique or if we truly aren’t bringing anything new to the table.

Why try?

You try because your idea is going to be executed by you.

Hence it is automatically unique.

The sole reason that you exist as a unique individual with unique life experiences, your personality and your perspective will make that idea unique.

Your idea will always be a tad bit different cause no one has let that germinate that idea through your uniquely wired brain.

So if you see the world a certain way or think a certain way, Chances are the world has never heard your perspective on it.

This doesn’t mean you rip off another person’s idea and you reproduce it. It means that even if you feel you are treading down a path slightly similar to someone else’s, Your destination will lead you to a new place.

My trip to Varanasi this Diwali Vacation..... 

Varanasi,is one of the most blindingly colorful,  chaotic and  indiscreet places on earth. 
Also known at various times in history as Kashi (City of Life) and Benares, this is one of the world's oldest continually inhabited cities and is regarded as one of Hinduism's seven holy cities.
 It is called the city of temples and ghosts  Kashi Vishwanath temple is the most famous one dedicated to Lord Shiva.
Varanasi is also well known for its sweets...and so i ended up having a great party.
The area in which i was staying was very peaceful and quiet unlike the noisy city which was jam packed with people and vehicles.
The city was full of gullies......selling all kinds of things....
Situated on the banks of river Ganga we can witness  ganga aarati  being conducted along the ghats..
I also enjoyed the street food.....there was all kinds of stuff to eat ,  things not typical of Benarasi cuisine..
I ate ,went for sightseeing , met artists made friends and enjoyed my stay a lot.................. :]

Preparing for the Aarti !!

Aarti in progress

 

another day starts !

The Ganga - early morning

Temple at BHU

Ganga - early morning 

Vishwanath temple - BHU

Aarti on the ghat

!!!

Godowlia - the market

trinklets

crafts

Anime

I am often laughed at by my parents and mocked by friends for being an anime fan. They tell me that its time I grew up and stop watching cartoon. If you are one of those people-I feel sorry for you. So today I shall answer all of your acquisitions and defend the honour of all otakus (anime or manga fans)

Lets begin with a simple question-What is anime? In Japanese it refers to any kind of animation. But it has now come to describe specifically Japanese animation. They can be distinguished from other types of animations due to their colourful graphics, vibrant characters, fantastical themes and of course big eyes. They are often based on Japanese comics called mangas.

Most cartoons are made for children or teenagers. But there is no age limit for anime. They have many genre, from romcom to scifi, tragic to thrillers. There is one for everyone. You just need to look. I feel sorry for the children these days that grow up watching Chotta Bheem. That cartoon has no lesson, inspiration, no depth. It’s the same thing repeating in every episode. The bad guy comes in, no one knows what to do, Bheem eats a ladoo and beats up the bad guy. The good anime compel you to think even though they portray things that are unreal or even supernatural. They make you question life. They change your perspective. They inspire.
For example “Death Note” and “Code Geass” make you really wonder what is justice. Who decides who is good or bad? What happens when one person gets too much power? Can man be God? It makes you more imaginative. Infact you need some imagination to even watch anime. There are things that are beyond ordinary. In “Naruto” a light haired boy derives power from a nine tailed fox that is trapped inside him. Naruto has a really amazing story line. The kid is actually a reckless pest who troubles everyone. But he has a kind heart and wishes to one day be acknowledged by everyone. The anime takes us through all his adventures and shows us how he befriends even his enemies. One of its main themes is friendship. Infact most anime concentrate on friendship. They really make you value relationships and be open-minded. Another concept all anime lovers are familiar with is that nothing is impossible. Anything can happen in an anime, period. You also get to do cosplay. Cosplay is when you dress up like your favourite characters and take photos or perform short skits. Its kind of like Halloween except you get to dress up anytime and with other people. Also let me tell you that Anime fandom is a humongous community. We are everywhere. You have no choice but to deal with us. Thus we can be very interactive. But part of the reason we watch anime is because the characters in it seem better than real people. Amazing, beautiful, smart, elegant, wise, caring and funny. It breaks our heart that they don’t actually exist.
Even so one thing I have learnt from anime is that everybody has flaws, a past, a story. You can’t judge them. You may have known them for your entire life but still might not really know them. Even the greatest and wisest have been cowardly and foolish.
But apart from these philosophical lessons anime can also just help you relax. They are the right recipe to brighten up a bad day.

Now I know that anime have their negatives and not all of them are good. You need to be able to select the good ones if you really want to enjoy the anime bliss. But the long and short of it is that more people need to start watching it. Or at least we need to stop judging those who watch these amazing masterpieces. We may seem weird to most of you. We probably even are. But we are actually okay with it. Because you see, you are the ones missing out on all the fun.

Chennai citizens mobilise rain relief through social media

A Facebook page `Chennai Rain Relief 2015' was launched on Sunday calling out for contributions to relief efforts across the city. This was inspired by an initiative by social worker Iyyappan Subrama niam and volunteers at the Arun odayam trust who distributed sambar rice to 800 slum residents of Kolathr on Saturday and Sunday who were marooned due to waterlogging.

LIFE!!!

Life and death; without one there cannot be the other.
For some it's short, but they live it like no other.
For most it's long, and to be happy they don't ever bother.
Life cannot be lived without the love of others.
The second we are born is the second we begin to die.
As a child we live life and don't worry why.
As we grow it gets tougher and we don't want to try.
Like everything else, it will end and we'll have to say goodbye.
Whether it's twenty years or one hundred-twenty,
Live it with a purpose to be greater than many.
Most likely life will be long;
So live it with the future in mind
Because if you act in the moment life is never kind..

The Relationship between Parents and their Children

It should be emphasised that the parent’s attitude towards their children should be one of consideration and kindness. Some parents think that they should be strict with their children and their presence should scare them. If they keep scolding their children and dominating them they may develop a fear for their parents. They may not be close to their parents. An intimacy may not develop between the children and the parents.

Parents should exercise control over their children but they should not be a terror to them. Even teachers should not be a terror to their students. Parents should gently persuade their children to study, to be disciplined. If they go on pestering the children, the children may begin to dislike them. They are not very mature and so they have to be handled with tact. Love and kindness should be the watchwords of the parents when dealing with their children.

If children are found disobedient and indiscipline they should be corrected only gradually. If parents are very strict with them, scolding them, beating them, they may try to escape from the home atmosphere. Children’s psychology is very difficult to understand. They may be suddenly moody, suddenly jovial. Only tactful dealing with the children will reform and discipline them.

It is a fact that there is bad relationship between some parents and their children because of the mishandling of the children by the parents.

It is wise for the parents to be loving and kind towards their children and at the same time tell them strictly what they should not do. Love and kindness towards their children are the natural instincts of parents. But they should not spoil their children by showing them excessive love.

The relationship between the parents and their children is unique. Though the parents may seem to be harsh with their children just because they want their children to grow disciplined there is a strong bond of love between them. The children are entirely dependent on their parents till they begin to earn.

Even after a boy or girl gets married the relationship between the parents and their children continue as cordially as ever. But in the US and in some other countries, a youngster, even while studying, works part-time, earns and wants to be independent. After a boy or a girl gets married the parents and their married children or daughter may visit one another periodically. The relationship between the parents and their children in India is very much stronger than in some western countries and this is a laudable feature.

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8-hour day likely for school kids in Mumbai soon.

8-hour day likely for school kids in Mumbai soon....!

Children may soon start having eight-hour school days, if the state school education department’s new education policy is accepted.

For the first time, the department has recommended a minimum eight hours a day of learning for students, in a report it submitted to the human resource development ministry.

While the Right to Education (RTE) Act, 2009, has put in place the minimum number of teaching hours, it did not specify how much time students must spend learning every day. Currently, most primary and secondary sections in city schools run between six and seven hours.

 The eight-hour learning rule would be harsh on younger children. Students in Class 1 or Class 2 cannot stay in school for such long hours .It will be difficult for teachers to keep the students engaged for that long.

If learning hours for students are increased, teaching hours will also be extended, Teachers are required to stay back for at least two hours after students leave, to plan lessons and for other work so it will lead to stress on teachers as well as students.

This will adversely affect the health of the students, students having extra coaching classes will suffer and they will not be able to give time to extra curriculum activities.

FARMER- OUR MAIN SUPPORT SYSTEM

This year due to less rainfall there were water shortage problems in urban areas. People had faced many problems as they were not used to such problem. But, it does not matter in urban area much, because most of the people are employed and there is less need of water in urban areas when compared with rural areas. The absence of water in urban area led to uncomfortability among the citizens. But, What about the farmer in rural areas? Due to water shortage problem all their crops were drying and drought like situation occurred. Some farmers who could not find solutions for their problems they committed suicide. Even the government could not provide much help to them. But, some people who have place for the farmers or needy in their heart, like Nana Patekar  and others provided financial help to the farmers and their family. This help reduced the burden of the farmers to some extent, but, this was not the complete solution to their problem. This was just a ray of hope to their problems. But, Why farmers are not getting much support? Why they have to suffer even after their hardwork? Why they are not getting reward for their hardwork? Why they are not getting much importance?

They are the main support system of our country. If they are not there, then even we could not exist. So, We should take steps to help them and support them in their hard times because they are the one who work hard and be hungry to fill the stomach of our country.

A Time Of Freedom

A Time Of Freedom

Morning's soft air, touching everything with such care,

Caresses a young face, in a quiet secluded place.

smile planted strong, heart beating on.

only one thing is on her mind, and that is summertime.

A joy reckless and wild,

that's been in the heart of every child,

Now set within her,

for there is no cure.

Her sprit is set free, soars higher than the trees.

The book that weighed her down,

now thrown on the ground.

The rivers cleansed from winter,

are now heated for splendors. 

The happiness of knowing,

no bedtime scenes are set,

and so schedules to be met.

The sun now beating within her veins

washes away all her pains.

Then without a sound,

the sun starts to sink down.

so she heads inside, 

satisfied,

until the next time.

But her spirit is just too wild and decides to wait awhile,

So it stays outside and watches the sun,

waiting for what is to come.

The birds fall asleep the peepers start to peep,

and slowly the sunbeams caressing the mountains,

Turn them into splendorous fountains.