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      'Akka, when will the bus come? I really want to have a seat in the bus. Am so weary' I said to my sister by holding that hand bag that hung in my shoulder and the other hand holding the lunch bag and mobile.        'Same here da, I too want a seat' my sister said that in the same weary tone.        The sun was showing off its power by showering the heat, to which we showered in sweat.          Our mouth begged for water, but our water bottle disappointed us by saying 'you already completed your water, don't mistake me'.         'Hmmmmm' we sighed. Then we saw the bus. The bus was crowded and overflowed with students and other passengers.          'Noooo this should not happen, pleeeeeaaasseee God nooooo' I prayed a lot but 'No other way go in this bus' was the voice from universe.           When we both climbed in, we seeked for some space to stand.            Wearing saree and traveling in a crowded bus is the a

    It was a busy morning I should get ready for my work with in 15 minutes. I was packing my bag and getting ready. Then I made myself calm and took a deeeeep breathe to relax.     If I get tensed I would hurt my eyes with my hand. Keeping contact lense properly in eyes within few seconds is the challenging task for me in the morning.       By godvs grace I kept my right eye contact lense properly. With an appreciation I opened the left eye contact lense case.       The shock was waiting there for me.        Lense was not there. I simply squeezed my eyes😢. I thought that I forgot to take the lense from my eyes the previous night.      'Oh, Dharu what are you doing to your eyes. How can you be this much irresponsible. Hereafter you better use specs.' I was scolding myself.       Idk what to do at that time. I simply sat and looked at the opened case with a disappointment of loosing a lense. I found that that the lense is not in my eye. With a sigh of sadness I too

'Kranaksha.... What are you doing get ready quickly. Its already 7:55 within 5 minutes our school bus will come' Shaila screamed at her elder daughter, while making her younger daughter to get ready for yellow day celebration. For kinder Gardens they were celebrating days of colours. So Laya decorated her younger daughter Pihu with accessories in yellow colour.  By 7:58 am the school bus came near their home.  Laya took her working bag, Pihu's school bag, both of her daughter's and her lunch and brealfast bags.  She walked like running.  Laya can't even take a breathe. Laya realised that she was holding her breathe only when she kept her feet inside the bus.  'Mam late ah mam' Jaya (Laya' frd) asked Laya in a kidding tone (inspired from a real incident) 

            It was just two weeks since the seed fell on the soil and started its life. It had lots of desires to live; it always wanted to help humans, birds, animals, and everyone as it can. But, did the seed know what its destiny is. It started to grow its teeny tiny roots inside its shell.              The seed was excited to have its root prints in this world. But all its desires were shattered in that one day. That one miserable day changed the whole story of the little seed.             All that the seed can hear is, 'Hey man, come here soon. We don't have all day. Come and start the construction work. It's just simple work. We can complete it in a few hours, and let's go for next work,' the mason screamed at other workers.              The seed listened to all these things calmly. It didn't know that they are preparing the graveyard for the seed. It just concentrated on its roots. It waited for the next day to enter into this word.              Its roots

    Hey all, it had been a long time since I posted the last blog post.    I will try to post at-least 3 a week. Now lets get in to today's post. INCIDENT 1 :             On a fine day, in the morning, mom was preparing channa masala for chappathi. Unfortunately, it was partially burnt. Some channas that settled down were burnt and the dish started to spread its burnt smell.             Dad came from hall, to the kitchen 'What happened pa, what is this smell. Have you burnt the dish?' dad asked. To manage the situation, mom took a single burnt channa from the gravy and showed it dad with her thumb and the forefinger holding the channa and said, 'because of this one channa the whole dish is spoiled' with a sad face.             'Okay okay, you don't get tensed. We can manage with some other side dish' dad said that in a way of consoling my mom from the disaster.             When dad left the kitchen, she looked at me and gave a smile that expresse