Mockingjay-the rebellious soul

Politics of the president India’s current president Hon’ble Shri Pranab Mukherjee is ending his tenure on 24 th July, 2017. A lot of conundrum is being created in the country’s politics. The ruling party being with highest majority is well aware that the ball is already in their basket, whomever they will nominate as their president’s post candidate will automatically win over the opposition. Still giving proper chance to the opposition the ministers visited them and asked them to support their nominated candidate in the election run. So NDA has presented the name of the ex-Bihar Governer Ram Nath Kovind as the new president nominee. He is a well-educated personality with a law background, has been the advocate of the High Court for many years and also has been the party’s national spokesperson for some time. Coming from the Dalit-scheduled caste background, he is the best option considering the upcoming Lok Sabha elections-2019. Playing one of the most important card no

The New beginning AFTER SIX MONTHS SHE waited everyday for him, for his arrival. The night was very dark and it was pouring heavily, the atmosphere was very cool. She was sitting in the porch after coming from the office a cup of coffee made by Ma, of her more than of him. They talked for sometime then she went inside to do something. The sky was turning dark, changing its hue from orange-yellowish shade to black slowly. The gray clouds coming together as if making love to each other slowly suddenly the sky roared with thunder and Ma shouted to come inside. At night she dreamt of him, inhaled his cologne, his eyes saying something to her suggesting her. Suddenly when the thunder struck her eyes flew open and what she was incredible for her, he was their standing in front of her all the waiting of nearly six months was over. When she went out to make a coffee for him, she saw the whole family standing outside her room, she hugged Ma, she embraced Pa and each of the memb

Dark Clouds AFTER TWO MONTHS Those few days in Udhampur were the darkest of her life. Whole area was full of chaos, everywhere there was curfew zone, every activity of the people was restricted, too much checking by the security personnel and long and untimely investigations going on. That night attack was very severe and the battalion was  prepared for this they reacted strongly, the fight continued whole night, all the news channel were reporting all night, she was also there, taking in everything possible. The fight stopped early in wee hours, damage was already done to both sides. In the evening situation eased a little. Dusk was falling and she has not heard anything from him since two days. She wanted to know how he was, so she went out to find out the new developments. A lot of discussion was going on about the last night attack, nearly twenty soldiers were killed and most important was this that whether the Major who was leading the battalion, his body was not found out

The turn Back on their respective jobs, both got engaged in their activities. Everything was good, well and happy but as the rule of nature says that “Nothing is Permanent.” It was during the months of November when entire Kashmir was covered with snow and Rajveer was posted in Udhampur- one of the hotbeds of several terrorists related activities. And it was on fire at that time of the year. Attacks were going on and every day young soldiers were being killed, their bodies being brought up daily at the army headquarters to be sent back to their respective families. Anika was asked from her agency that whether she would like to go on the new assignment to the Udhampur for gathering important news of various activities being carried out there. Nothing would have been better for her than that, she would be able to meet him there and could also get some time to be with him. She said Yes. He came to pick her at the station, she ran into his arms, inhaling his intoxica

The Sunshine… After continuing their conversation from each other for nearly two years he proposed her. It was a random talk session between both of them one day on cell phone when he asked her suddenly- “Anika” “yep” “Will you be my sunshine?” She was silent for a while. “Are you sure Raj, considering everything our careers, my career?” “I’m very sure.” “Then, yess.” “Yes! It does not seem very realistic.” “Oh, yeah? Just tell me who proposes to his girlfriend on phone?” “I do” “Shut up, you should know that you are an ass.” “An Ass” he seemed amused. “Are you smiling?” she asked “Nope, I’m not” he said “You must not.” The marriage was a private affair with no too many nonsense and blah-blah. Next morning, the chirping of birds wake her up, when she opened her eyes, her head resting on his chest and his heartbeat very calm and steady, he looked so innocent while sleeping. “I could give away everything to see him like this every day,” She th

First encounter They first met in the train. She was travelling to the capital on an assignment given to her of taking an interview of Colonel Randheer Shekhawat in matter related to some security issues and recent attacks on the army personnel. She was gathering all the data related to the interview session as this was scheduled on a very short notice. “Excuse me Ma’m, probably this is my seat, if I’m not mistaken” a deep voice said to her. “No Sir, this is my seat, I’m very sure. You can check your ticket” she replied tersely. “I have already checked my ticket and I’m very sure” replied he, seeming amused. They both brought out their respective tickets and both were in-waiting. They looked at each other and then at their respective tickets. “well?” he raised his shoulders “well?” she raised her eyebrows “Well we need to compromise a little from both of our sides” solution was done. The journey has to be continued anyhow, the train stopped at a particul

The Reunion She pushed him away from herself and slapped him hard across his face. “Ouch, this hurts” was his immediate reaction. “Does it really, where the hell were you for nearly six months, you ass” she said angrily pushing her hairs aside which were constantly hampering her fight mode. “I see” he said cocking his eye brows a little in an understanding way of his own, “my girl has missed me a lot” his lips twitched in a knowing smile. “No, she has definitely not. She was very happy all these days, doing her work regularly and very much busy in her life” she replied folding her arms tightly together, in front. “Oh yeah” he moved towards her slowly. “Oh yes” she said moving back slowly. “I thought my lady journalist was very strong who can solve every problem and who is enough courageous to delve deep in the issues to solve them completely” still moving towards her. “I’m not taking up your bait” she said still moving backwards until she was standing against the

When the thunder struck She slipped beside him under the blanket. Yes, this was the thing which she has missed a lot- his smell which engrossed her mind so deeply, the warmth of his body for which she craved for nearly six months. Ah the wait. The terrible wait was over and here he was, beside her, his strong arms holding her so protectively as if she would be lost somewhere. She was curled against him, her cheeks lying on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeats, giving her assurance that he was there with her. She kissed him on the cheek and his normally clean shave face has a little stubble making the skin slightly rough and it brushed her skin, sending a mild tingle all over it. The entire room smelled of him. That smile which she has not seen properly since so many days, the laugh which she only heard on the phone, everything was now in front of her. The coolness of the weather made her to curl against him like a creeper against a tree. Suddenly the thunder

INDIA-No country for the farmers SOLUTIONS To prevent the more suicides in the country from the farmers, government needs to take some really solid steps in this direction. Most importantly they need is the “financial and social security”. Government needs to ensure that those steps are able to solve their issues which are forcing them to commit suicide. Ending the life could not be the solution of the problem of increasing debt and fulfilling the basic needs of life. The Farmer needs to be provided with appropriate markets to sell their products, their grains on reasonable rates in which they should get some amount of profit. This is the most important thing required to be done. The goods of the farmers should be sold on time. There should such kind of arrangements in the system where they would not have to wait for a specific month and time to sell their grains. And money should also be given at the same time enabling them to pay back to the bank, to the moneylenders and

INDIA-No country for the farmers!! Nearly 65% of the population is indulged in farming or more specifically Agriculture. Means the country has nearly 65% farmers and only 35% are included in other occupations. But the country’s economy is ruled and decided by this 35% group which includes various activities like Industrialization, commerce and trade, entertainment business, services, etc. The sensex of the country is affected by the activities of this 35% and it decides the direction of the trade. The rest 65%’s condition is pathetic in our country. WHY?? Let us ANALYZE. In the process of farming, the farmer has a piece of and on this piece of and he grows the crops and the process of farming is tedious in itself.  The Farmer buys quality seeds to be grown in the field from the market. He tills the land , ploughs it and makes it ready for the sowing purpose. Seeds are soaked in the water overnight then they are put into one part of the fields to be grown in small sap