Deprive.. a woman
for too long
she will stop
believing in rivers. 😐 😦
Deprive.. a woman
for too long
she will stop
believing in rivers. 😐 😦
I hope you are doing great at your end and having an awesome holiday season. 🙂 The year 2015 is about to bid adieu, time to thank for everything it gave us. So, before you get ready with your resolutions for year 2016 and plan out the party for New Year’s eve, I would like to share something similar to what I shared starting this year (Post: Slap Her!).
Recently, I came across a video which depicts how the society and its culture encourages violence against women.
In the five minute video, a unborn baby girl tells her father about all of the harassment and abuse she will suffer at the hands of men during her lifetime.
I won’t go into details and would like to share this video asking you to just give your valuable 5 minutes.
Warning: It’s about boys.
“One thing always leads to another. So please stop it before it gets the chance to begin.”
How often we have heard this phrase, “Love is blind”?
In a group of friends, we had a lot of jokes on this expression. Since many of the lads have never been in a relation, so when they see a decent guy with a girl who is beautiful, they say “Love is blind”. 😀
Love is blind, when we don’t care how a person looks or how annoying they are, all we do is Love them unconditionally. 🙂
Here is a small story I came across,
Few days back in a cold foggy morning, I saw two people sitting next to each other outside the center court of the coffee halt. They look just like some other girl and a boy on this planet. But there was one uncommon thing in those two people sitting together. They were constantly facing towards the bushes, with one hand together. 🙂 They never faced each other.
The air floating around had some good content of water molecules which turned everyone’s breathe to fog. And just like a little kid, I was enjoying my winter smoking that way. 😛 The place was quiet & I was looking in the same direction where those two people were looking at and waiting for my cup of coffee to come, all of a sudden I heard, “I Love You” from the boy. Within seconds I heard, “I too” from the girl. ❤ That brought a smile to me. 🙂
Just then my coffee arrived and I was still smiling. Serving the coffee the server asked me, “What’s special sir?”. I replied, “Good to hear the word Love in this cold morning”. He saw me looking into that direction and replied, “They cannot see each other, they are blind. Sir” and he walked back to court.
I still had a smile but with a thought on what love really is! It is not looks, it is a feeling which you never had before. It is a feeling for one another.
On that very day, I realized the true meaning of “Love is blind”. 🙂
And then she paused, and spoke into silence..
“In our generation,
Trust is something that seems to be diminishing with time.
We have trust issues due to past relationships or friendships
that didn’t go well,
so we take them with us and add to the baggage we already
The past is called the past for a reason.
It happened, and there is ultimately nothing we can do about it.
But, for some reason, it seems like a hard thing to let go of for some people. 😐
If we let our pasts define our futures, we will never get ahead.
Continually, going back to what happened can keep you from seeing
what is happening.”
It all starts with a rose, then with a propose, addition of some sweetness with the chocolates, a soft cuddle from the teddy to some of the big promises. A hug, a kiss and then comes the ‘Valentine’s Day’.
February 14th, many people are just waiting for this day to arrive so that they can express themselves and win heart of the other person they love. 🙂 For many it’s a day which makes their relationships to bond more powerfully.
Valentine’s week is always special, It’s an opportunity which eases you to express your feelings for someone you always want to be with. I think each day is a valentine day when you see your loved ones, but this week is slightly more powerful with a different fragrance in the air. ❤
I hope the person with whom you wish to celebrate this week with a dream of them in your life comes true. I wish that person will make you to be the most ‘you’ that you can possibly be. 🙂
It’s going to be a different valentine’s week for me! But I hope it will be an amazing week which will build a great relationship for you. I also want this week to be more happening for those who celebrate the valentine day as a ‘forever alone day’. 😛
So, It’s time to say everything you feel for that someone special, say it before it’s too late. Spread love, happiness and care about others feelings.
Happy February 14th 🙂
Beneath the spontaneous warmth between Indian and Pakistan lurk dark suspicions and fears.
Six and a half years since the two countries were created, the Wagah border is still the only road link between India and Pakistan. Wagah, the only road crossing the border between India and Pakistan is located 32 kilometers from Amritsar. The road connects Amritsar, Punjab, India with Lahore, Punjab, Pakistan.
Wagah, is a village which got divided in 1947 during the partition. Today, the eastern part of the village resides in India.
I first visited Wagah Border last year during the winter’s. The soldier’s are more than 7 ft tall, but if you count the huge fan-shaped headdresses they are much more, they wiggle at each other like peacocks, just inches apart either side of the India-Pakistan border. For 45 minutes every sunset they high kick, speed march and shout their way through a choreographed routine that ends in the lowering of both flags and the slamming of the border gates. Called the ‘Retreat Ceremony’ is a daily military practice that the security forces of India (Border Security Forces) and Pakistan (Pakistani Rangers) have jointly followed since 1959.
Borders can sometimes reflect the reality of the countries that lie within them. For India and Pakistan, the land border at Wagah reflects both the confusion that lies at the heart of our current realities and the history that gave rise to them. The relationship between India and Pakistan is made up of love and hate, and a fair confusion which occurs because of regular uneven occurrences near the border.
Recently, I read a short story of Hardev Singh, a farmer, whose family’s land which was marooned in no-man’s land in 1947. He hates the crowds and the military posturing just up the fence at the sunset ceremony. It might be a Ceremony for many but for few its just loss of their land and families.
By itself, a settlement with India will not make Pakistan a safe place. But it would encourage a series of changes— building up democratic institutions, spending more on health and education, rejecting Islamist terrorism. Until that happens, Pakistan will remain a disappointment to itself and a danger to the world.
To bring peace, the Guns Must Fall silent.