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Verity of the Indian Farmer’s life.... Image: Link C hallenged by poverty, struggling H olding onto hope, dreaming A nonymous face, ignited mind S imple soul, destiny's child I n search of success N ot shaken by failure G reat faith in Providence   D reams of comfortable life R ests not, continuous strife E ver to rise above A ll adversities and grow M ay he never contemplate S uicide; dreams must realise Very noble is that hand That gives dreams a turf to land This has been written for the Acrostic Only Prompt # 10 & The ABC Wednesday Round 7

  Respect for our water resource is really hard to find!!! Take a peek at the PhotoHunt 242 to find out what is hard to find in other parts of our world. Enjoy!

image courtesy: http://www.hinduonnet.com/ ABANDONING THE AGED IS AN ABOMINABLE CRIME!!! S ingle drop of water T hirsts a life dying A single loving word Y earning, old man survives I n hope of acceptance N eed of homely warmth G rowing aloof in rejection A fter lifelong loving L eft lonely is he I n sorrow and grief V ery jilting is destiny E nds living, awaiting death This has been written for the Z-A in 26 Days Challenge at 'I Rhyme Without Reason' and for the Acrostics Only Prompt # 10

 http://genderbytes.wordpress.com/  Quarter of a year ago I stood  at the same door and rung the bell. The door opened and there stood  the most beautiful angel. Quarter of a year ago she wasn't my wedded wife But soon as my mother’s daughter-in-law  she lost her life  I'd asked her hand in marriage My family was in much of a hurry A Quarter year later she had a miscarriage And my wife was burnt for dowry Quarter of a year ago, I’d come here to SEE her Quarter of a year later I’ve seen her off, forever! Though this is a piece of fiction it is based on a true life incident. This is partly a fact from a very distant past that has recently become news in the papers once again. Inspiring me to write on it! PLEASE let's work towards eradicating the Dowry system from Indian Society! This post is also a part of the Z-A in 26 days Challenge at 'I Rhyme Without Reason'

Buy Social Causes T-Shirts online at Myntra.com and visit the largest community of Indian Bloggers at BlogAdda.com Flip, he'd sent the shoe in his right foot flying high up in the air. Gravity was bringing it down now. He ran towards it and caught it, back on the hook of his upturned right foot. Next, Flip went the shoe from his left foot, flying high and back. Walking to school early in the morning through lonely lanes, this was his way of making the stretch interesting. It's amazing how he managed to get to school on time! My Pa-in-Law aka Vijay  was quite a bright student I'm told but he preferred to do things his way. A little too differently for comfort. He always managed to get on the teacher's nerves. Once the teacher had caught him scouring the floor under his desk. "How do you manage to slip off the bench everytime I ask you'll to take notes?" inquired Father D'Mello. Vijay rose off his knees and stood...

Everytime I take a look at this snap it feels like it's Mother Nature drowning. I can imagine her screaming "SAVE ME from the sea of inhuman people. I want to live!"  - Verna Lake, Mahabaleshwar Find more such interesting B/Ws at  The Weekend in Black and White

They say, love is quite enough reason for two souls to be tied in matrimony. It being a sacred and long lasting bond the person who’s being married should have the right to choose his/her spouse. In socially developed countries, it’s usual for people to fall in love and tie the knot. There are also cases of arranged marriage where the families assess each other and agree for the marriage. And then there are cases where matrimony is forced onto the bride and/or groom. When one or both parties are married without his/her consent or against his/her will it is termed as a forced marriage. The practice of forced marriage was very common amongst the upper classes in Europe until the 1900s, and is still practiced in parts of South Asia, East Asia, the Middle East, and Africa. Forced marriages are done mostly for family pride, the wishes of the parents or social obligation. In India and Pakistan, a lot of such matches are made in hopes of getting a British citizenship for the spouses mostly ...

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Almost a meter tall, the big cat was looking formidable and imposing in its rich, orange coat with the bold and clear stripes running at right angles to its bodyline. The feline was poised in a stealthy stance as if readying to pounce on its prey. I could almost feel the sharp claws waiting, retracted within the bulbous toes of the huge paws, lest it should blunt from the scraping on the ground, to shoot out. The Tiger’s tail appeared to be half as long as its entire body. Maybe it provides just the right balance to the sleek structure during the hunting chase. No wonder so many writers wax lyrical over the tiger’s round yellow eyes. Those keen eyes did instill fear and spell-binding awe in your heart, both at the same time. I was looking right into the eyes of the Tiger and they seemed to be boring into mine. The yawning mouth revealed large razor-sharp canines threatening to tear flesh in minutes. One growl and I would have pissed my pants but now I could stand so close, so fearl...

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Unity in Diversity,  Is today's concern. Varied though in cultures and tradition, We all belong to one great Nation. We love each other And together  we pray, May we Indians stay together, Forever, This way! Happy Republic Day!

Secularism.To many it may be a subject of discussion and intrigue but I was born and brought up in Mumbai, a cosmopolitan city. So for a fairly large part of my life I never realized that some people did live a life otherwise. Even while being groomed in a convent school,each girl was taught to love and embrace the different cultures, traditions and values each girl brought along with her religion. We'd all merged into one big family, genuinely! Our lunch break was all about girls flocking together in groups and sharing their lunch ' dabbas '. I can never deny that was the most favorite part of my day at school. I think those habits have just spilled over into the rest of my life. I don't think even after shifting away from Mumbai I have forgotten even one ounce of what the secular life there taught me. It's this multi-cultural background that made life so wonderful. With the current scenario that has enveloped Mumbai, I just hope that the cosmopolitan lifestyle c...