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 A silent night The phone rang Knew what it was about But scared enough to attend the call Finally, I had to face it He's no more  My everything was lost in  a single moment  It was 4 o'clock in the morning  My ears were numb already to hear anything from the other side of the call  I just answered I'm starting off home  It was freaking long journey  So long that i might not see you for the last time I'm saying all this to myself Wanted to say them to you But you're no longer there To  My first love  My grandfather   I'm sorry I'm not beside you to bid bye before you leave this world  I'm sorry I'm not beside you when you're struggling on your death bed  Little did the world knows that you're my mother - baby sitting me all day when my mom was off to work  You've been my father picking me up from school  The only appreciator of my cooking, no matter how bad it is  The one who would stand for hours outside my school gate just to hear me s

Brave , unique, one in millions . These are not just adjectives They are true descriptions .We are not talking about some imaginary superhero of Hollywood .The story is about a girl ,No wait, a woman, not appropriate, a widow all these words doesn't fit her. She is a warrior, a true one, applauded  once by the whole country. " When life gives you a setback rebound with a comeback." she's a perfect example for this. A Young village girl who knew nothing about the cruel world was married to a man at her 15 years age. She became a mother of two and soon a widow too. This is where the real story begins. her name is Shanti Tigga and she is undoubtedly the pride of India. She is the first woman Jawan. I didn't over emphasize saying she is one in millions truly she's the first woman in the 1.3 million strong defense force. Following her husband's death. life left her with no choice but to work for her family. She joined in the railway job which was offered as a

Dear us, Let us open our mind's eye and look at this.... When a seed has been sown in order to become a tiny twig it should struggle itself through the several layers of soil. Maybe the seed would have screamed just like a birth giving mother if it had a voice. Just the same way neither an actor wouldn't have become a star overnight nor the billionaire you saw in today's magazine is born rich. The very purpose of life is to learn and to evolve from the struggle . You might not remember but ask your mom once about your childhood she'll be saying that you badly cried when your teeth erupted if you had asked God to just skip that struggle for you, you could have been toothless today. So believe in the process of becoming and understand that growing pain is essential and okay . Struggle changes you and you become a whole different person ,an evolved person, a grown person . Every struggle has a beautiful fruit at its end . Let's give suffering a new name and call it bec

Every day is a new story and I believe that new beginnings can still be beautiful . Ends, forget about them, I never talk because no story ends. Life is a bunch of stories that often run into each other intervened with bonds and emotions. I am here to tell you stories some bringing tears in your eyes whilst some wiping them. So join me in this kickass journey . let's give it a shot!!! ================================================================= ***********************************************************************************