My Drawing - Keira Knightley

Tried To sketch with Pen..

My Drawing - Joker from the Dark Knight....

Why so serious???

After a long long time, here's another scribble by me....

Working Children . . . .

Can we eliminate child labour? Though it is a desirable goal the fact remains that in the given socio-economic scenario that is prevalent in our country, it is virtually impossible to do away with child labour. One cannot dispute the fact that employers exploit children by paying them much less than what they would pay in adult and the future of the working children is ruined as they will not be able to attend schools and get educated for a better future.
But when one considers the economic compulsions of the families which force the children to work, one will be compelled to admit that elimination of child labour will be a distant dream as long as the socio-economic status of these families is not improved.
Child Labours in India
Realizing the harm caused by child labour, the Indian Government made laws to protect children from exploitation at work and to improve their working condition. Besides, a comprehensive law called Child Labour (Prohibition and Regulation) Act. 1986, was promulgated to prohibit employment of children in certain hazardous occupations and processes.
In 1987, the Indian government formulated National Police on Child Labour to protect the interests of children and focus on general development programmes for the benefit of children. As a part of this policy National Child Labour Projects have been set up in different parts of the country to rehabilitate child labour. Under these projects, special schools are established to prove non-formal education, vocational training, supplementary nutrition etc. to children who are withdrawn from employment.
Though elimination of child labour is an impossible task in the current socio-economic scenario, the Indian government is committed to the task of ensuring that no child remains illiterate, hungry and without medical care. When this ideal will be achieved is a million dollar question.
The development countries are exerting pressure on developing countries like India to eliminate child labour. According to the current thinking the developed countries may stop imports of those goods that involve child labour in their production. In some of our cottage industries like making of carpets, children are employed in larger numbers. These carpets, which are being exported, may soon lose their market abroad if the producers of these carpets persist with child labour.
Child labour is, no doubt, an evil that should be done away with at the earliest. The prevalence of child labour reflects very badly on society that is not able to stop this evil. But in a society where many households may have to suffer the pangs of hunger if the children are withdrawn from work, beggars can’t be choosers. These families have to send their children to work, even if the future of these innocents is ruined, as that is the only choice open for them to survive in this world. Therefore, unless the socio-economic status of the poor families is improved, India has to live with child labour.

Walk Alone...

Walk Alone

I stand under the sky,
spreading my hands.
The cool breeze kiss me,
cuddle me with its tender hands.
I lay on the wet grass,
my hairs bathing with mud.
My body now wet and soiled,
raindrops descend from the sky,
just to clean me up,
and get me ready,
for the upcoming journey.
I get up and walk up the stairs,
then I see back to see myself,
with my eyes still closed,
lying on the ground,
and resting in peace.
I smile and continue my journey,
to the never ending eternity.
With angels by my side,
I was too happy to see,
the end of my lonely life,
but then suddenly,
the angels fly away,
leaving me behind all alone.
I smile at my fate,
turn back and walk alone,
once more with nobody,
with me on my side...

Let's Be New . . . .

Be New
Old things are gone, everything's new.
Let's shed everything, except memories few.
Let's try to be a man and not an animal, 
Let's not tease, & help those who are dull. 

There's always something, something new to do. 
Let's lie on grass and dream a few, 
Let's do all that what others can't do, 
Bang the bench and rock the world, 
Show everyone a new type of band .... 

Let's rest on dew and bathe with hot sand, 
Let's live the hell and try to be a rebel, 
Let's stretch our hands, enjoy the hell. 
Let's rule the night and suppress the day. 
Let's be new ignoring what the oldies say....

Tarantula - My Drawing


Largest spider Tarantula drawn by me . . .

Fly High . . . .

Fly High
Let your dreams take a flight, 

in the unbound space like a kite.
Untie them & let them fly high, 
till they reach the infinity above sky....

Release yourself of the mental trauma, 
and stay away from the real life drama.
Then you'll know the vagues of perception, 
and reality behind your mental creation....

Dreams aren't just dreams, let them fly.
They are the goals which you should try
to achieve & proove this creepy world, 
that you aren't a naive who can be knurled....

Raise over the earth and touch the sky, 
open up your mind and fly high.
Forget about the world and never sigh, 
keep on going and leave your dreams to fly....

Damini, we will change . . .

After waking up sleeping people of India now Damini herself sleeps forever. May her soul rest in peace...

You are not dead Damini, you are and will always be alive in our hearts. Thanks for waking us up...

We will try to teach your culprits a good lesson and show them hell on this earth. We will try to ensure that no other sister of ours have to face what you had to face...

At last sufferings of Damini came to an end. Today morning she left her body for her ultimate journey to heaven. Reports tell she died due to multiple organ failure. But actually she did not die due to the reason stated in the report. She died because our Country's law failed, Police failed, doctors failed, politics failed, justice failed, law and order failed, U failed, I Failed! This is not a Republic - ITS A RAPEUBLIC...

Now, the main question: Who is responsible for all this???

Almost everyone reading this will answer that Indian government and Indian police are responsible for this. But do we really think that only they are to be blamed for this??? I don't think so. We are equally responsible for this. We always protest after the evil has been done, we never protest when the evil is being done. We never say a thing when we see some guy whistling or commenting on some girl, we just see and ignore as if nothing has happened. And when that same guy rapes or murders any girl then suddenly she becomes our sister and we jump on streets with posters and candles. Why is it so that we are always late??? Why we need our sisters to be raped and murdered to wake us up??? Why???

We need an answer for this WHY. When we get the answer and accordingly change ourselves then I ensure that there will be no rape cases, no more Damini will have to meet such a death. 

We need to change
We need to change, and we have to change so that no more Damini looses her PURITY...

Rest in peace 'Daughter of India', we will now change...

Raped . . .

"India is my country. All Indians are my brothers and sisters. I love my country and I am proud of its rich and varied heritage . . ." 
Above are some lines we used to hymn during our assembly (remember the school pledge???). But you know what? Nothing is true in the above pledge. I am not proud of my country.  Not because this country is not good but due to the type of people we have to live with in this country. We pledge 'ALL INDIANS ARE MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS'. If all Indians are brothers and sisters then how 23-year-old 'Amanat' (NOT her real name) was gang raped in Delhi??? I know no one can give a correct answer to this question. Whatever . . . I don't owe any answer. 

Some words for our own Delhi Police:

What do you think of yourselves??? You are not our masters you are social servants (our servants), don't forget this. I would like to tell you that you won't be enjoying popcorn in theater when your sister has been raped (I hope). You will fight for her and that's what all others are doing. Then why the hell are you stopping them??? Why are you beating them up??? Are you waiting for your sister to be raped??? Ah... Be worthy idiots, be worthy... 

I don't think government is paying you for this. And if it is paying you for this shit, then I will like to remind you that you have the power. Instead of using that power on innocent people use that on government. Be Humans. We trust you, please don't break our trust. It really hurts. Show your might to the convicts not us or be ready to face an uprising, This time not only from Delhi but from whole of India. Only then you will see whats you real worth. You have some powers but we people of India are more powerful than you. Remember this . . . 

See this picture . . . Hope, this will remind you of the evil you have done...

Dark face of our own DELHI POLICE

Some words for our respected Government Officials:

Are you blind and deaf at the same time??? Let us know, we will try to fix your eyes and ears. Can't you see whats going on??? Cant you see the burning country??? Or you want some heat to warm you up??? Don't you hear the cries of our brothers and sisters???
Don't just sit and stare. It was not a street act that you saw at India Gate. It was anger against you... It was concern for that unlucky girl who became victim of some dirty minds. Just place your daughter or sister in her place for a second, then I hope you will feel her pain and agony. Don't be dumb, do something other than being a spectator. If you cant do anything then hand us the convicts we know exactly what to do with them . . .

And please, please let us feel that we are in a Independent Country. We were in same condition when under British rule. The only difference is that, that time we were tortured by strangers and now we are tortured by our own people. It hurts . . .
British Rule Vs Government Rule

*Information Below has been taken from site of NDTV


On her sixth day in hospital, 23-year-old 'Amanat' has shown signs of improvement according to doctors who have been treating her since she was gang-raped, and beaten along with her friend who tried to protect her on a moving bus in the heart of Delhi.


With doctors satisfied that her condition is improving, she met with a senior police official and a sub-divisional magistrate (SDM) last night.

She said that she was standing at a bus stop with her friend, a software engineer, when a chartered bus, the kind that is used often to supplement public transport in Delhi, pulled up. A man on the bus told 'Amanat' and her friend that the bus was headed towards where she lived. The couple boarded the bus at around 9.30 pm. But 3-4 minutes later, the young woman's friend got suspicious as the bus was moving in a route different than what they intended to take. He also raised an objection after the accused shut the door of the bus.

Soon after, the six men - all accused - started taunting the two on how they were out together at night. This led to a scuffle between 'Amanat's' friend and the rest. This is when two of the accused took her to the back of the bus even as her friend was hit on his head by Ram Singh, the main accused and the driver of the bus. While he fell unconscious, the 33-year-old bus driver went to the back of the bus and first raped 'Amanat'. She told the cops that the accused were threatening to throw her off the bus while she was being subjected to the torture. The nightmare, 'Amanat' told the police, lasted for around 30 minutes.

The 23-year-old has also told the police that the accused had, initially, wanted to throw her male friend out of the bus when the fight began. But they desisted and later, finding both the young woman and her friend unconscious, threw them out of the bus at Mahipalpur on the outskirts of Delhi. She has also told the police that the accused took off their clothes and also took away their belongings.

The Devil . . .

A unknown, unwanted aspect of me,
a pitch dark space as deep as sea,
the piercing cry of a broken heart,
creeping down to tear me apart . . . .

Full of aggression, regression,
the indestructible creation,
is the shadow raising parallel to me,
high up in dark, which you cant see . . . .

I feel the pain, and the scrotching heat,
of the raising flame and the burning sheet,
anger, jelousy, hatred and all,
empowers it and makes me fall . . . .

But then too, its a part of me,
I want it to leave and set me free,
its a inhuman human, that I see,
my dark side more powerfull than me . . . .

Just Like That . . . .

Just like that
I want to live,
I want to die,
I want to reach above the sky.
Above the earth,
I want to fly,
Though impossible, I want to try.
I want to jump,
I want to roll,
I want to seperate my body from my soul.
I want to crawl,
I want to run,
I want to shine brighter than sun.
I want to love,
I want to hate,
I want to win and defeat my fate.
I want to die,
and take rebirth,
as a illusion on a seperate earth.
I want pleasure,
I want pain,
I want to run madly in rain.
I want to smile,
I want to frown,
take my bike and hit the town.
I want to stare,
I want to blink,
I want to mind, nothing to think.
I want to scream,
I want to shout,
on a lonely road I want to roam about.
I want to take,
I want to give,
a cheerfull life I want to live.
I want to laugh,
I want to cry,
this poem will make your mind fry.
I had less,
but plenty of time,
So, just like that, I wrote this rhyme . . . .

Indian Education System

"Our indian education system leaves a lot to be desired. Some days ago, there was fire in my college due to some mishap (Thanks god the fire was not big). There was a fire extinguisher in the room but no-one tried to use it to kill the fire instead they ran to fetch water and thus created unnecessary chaos. The reason behind not using the fire extinguisher was that no-one actually knew how to use it. I bet, everyone in the room knew the working principle of fire extinguisher but didn't knew how to make it work. Seriously, our universities ought to prepare our youth better if we are to compete on a global level in years to come."

Chances are that you too don't know how to use a fire extinguisher. But if someone asks you how a fire extinguisher works you will say fire extinguishers contain high pressure carbon dioxide in the liquid form. When this gas is suddenly released on a fire, the gas expands by a huge amount, thereby reducing its temperature. In addition, carbon dioxide is heavier than air, so it settles down. This means that fire extinguishers work by removing heat and also oxygen supply to the fire, and thus they are effective in extinguishing fires. Wow, nice to know that youth of India are now intelligent enough to tell the working principle of a fire extinguisher. But should I really be proud of this??? I don't think so.

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Are there problems in our education system?

Oh hell, YES. Our education system itself is a problem. 
People say they are educated they have knowledge, but what's the point in having knowledge if we can't use it on time? 

Actually the fault is not ours, its our education system that is to be held responsible. Schools are provided with books and a syllabus that is to be completed in a year. And so teachers are always in a hurry to finish the course in time. And the greatest problem is that every parent wants a engineer or a doctor in the house as if there is no more profession left in this damn world. For this, child has to get good marks in exam. Teachers want marks, parents want marks, everyone want marks. Now if this is everything that everyone wants then why not the child want marks?

So, now getting marks is the only trend in schools and colleges. Children now mug up things instead of understanding them. This is because if they mug up things then only thing they will have to do in exam is to vomit out everything they mugged up from the book. And thus they learn a lot of things but never learn to apply them. An example of this you read in first paragraph of this post. 

Focus is just to mug and score, not to design, innovate or do something out of the box. This attitude, is lacking even in the premier institutes like the IITs. We never try to do anything new. When we are given projects what do we do? Download a copy from internet or just borrow one from any senior. No-one is bothered to play a fair game. Now, this is what our education system is giving us. Nothing...

Ethics are not taught at all! At least in my school, I have never witnessed anything promoting ethical values. I have seen people getting happy just because they ran out of the coffee shop without paying bills (I used to, I no more do so). I have seen people breaking test tubes and beakers just for fun! I have seen ‘teachers’ indulging in mal-practices. We say we are more ethical than the Western countries. Really? Are we? I believe we really need something like the NRCVEE, that needs to be properly developed and taken up seriously.

What can we do now?
We are never late for anything. We can still change the things. First of all teachers should teach how to apply things not only force students to mug up the things. Secondly, parents should not force their ward to become only engineers or doctors. They should let their children decide what they want to be. Thirdly, government should try to learn from education systems of other developed nations. They should run awareness programs for parents to let them know other scopes of job according to talents of their wards. Fourthly, children should not run only behind the marks, they should try to enhance and improve the thing they are good at. 

If we are able to do these little things then we will get real intelligent youth for India and not donkeys . . .

Sorry, if I went a little harsh but that's my way of telling the truth . . .


School life VS College life
When I was in school, I wished to be in college as in television we see college students enjoying their lives more than we enjoy in school. Now, when I am finally in college, I want my school life back coz now I have come to know that everything that we see in television is no right, reality is always different. My school life was lot more better than my present college life. From last two months I am busy with all my daily assignments, projects and all the stuff than I get in college. So, I am getting very less time to spend on blogger or any other social sites. Nor I am getting any time to write, though I have plenty of topics in my mind. In school I had plenty of time to enjoy even after completing all my works, but here I am free only on sundays. So, as I have got some time to spare today, I am posting this UNTITLED post just to keep my blog running till I get some time to type my thoughts on a word document... 

So, my dear readers please bear with me. I will be back soon. Till then, BYE...

The Stellar Nights . . . .

Stellar Night
The DAY passes, arrives the beautiful NIGHT.
Laying on the grass I enjoy the charming sight, 
Of the stars beyond the clouds so high, 
I pass the night gazing at the DOTTED sky.

Walking BAREFOOTED, on the grass so neat, 
I enjoy the dew drops, KISSING myfeet.
At every glance changes the TWINKLING stars.
And excites my urge to FLY that far.

Enjoying the DEW and the steady cool BREEZE, 
The DANCING flower and the WAVING trees.
The BLOTTED moon and the stars so bright, 
I use to pass the STELLAR nights.

When all SLEEP, I ENJOY my life, 
Forget all PAIN inspite of all strife.
I love the stars, the grass and the trees, 
I wish this night never to CEASE.

Live Out Loud . . .

Live Out Loud

Scream or shout,
Just speak out,
Whatever you need to say,
It’s your life, your play.
Think of now and think it fast,
Empty your mind, forget your past,
Don’t dig up that dirt,
The memories that really hurt,
Just think of now,
And plan of how,
To make it interesting,
And be the king.
Man, just cry aloud,
Speak your heart out,
Scream, shout, just go mad,
Give a smile, it’s time to be bad,
World had killed a lot of good,
Try to be good, they surely would,
Dismantle and corrupt you,
So why wait? You should too,
Burn it, raise the heat,
Crush it under your feet,
Do the things you want to do,
No one should force you to,
Step in his shoes,
And make you loose,
Your identity, your name,
Remember, your life your game,
Jump up or roll on mud,
Be mature, don’t be a bud,
Rise up revolt and be free,
Let this barking world see,
What the thing you have been,
A destructor, a war machine,
Kill them or leave them your choice,
Speak up now, raise your voice,
Don’t be quite, just speak,
Let your voice touch the peak,
Let this tough world hear,
That the winner in you is here,
Pick up a gun,
fire it for fun,
its your life, live it your way,
kick the world, let them say,
forget your uncle, forget your aunt,
just do whatever you want,
do everything loud,
let your heart speak aloud,
just speak up what you feel,
rise up and show your zeal,
be different from the crowd,
my friend, just Live Out Loud . . .
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