Its My Life.....

Today is a festival for the Gods and Angels The sky is illuminated with lightening … The music is played in the form of thunders…. Wind is strong enough to say about the arrival of guests… Thickened clouds wait for the command…. Little drops of rain becomes a heavy flow The nature seems celebrate the joy, Trees start showering its dry leaves, Welcome the droplets of clouds gift, Earth embrace the rain with lovely fragrance, Small streams convey the message of the rain god, Stars seems to join the show as None is present in the sky tonight, Little plants are happy with a rare chance to fully join in the roadshow of gods, as the leaves are completely soaked Rain makes the music of high beats, It touches the strings of the heart, Makes the notes perfect by ups and downs…. Where the thunders makes the drumbeats perfect, Lightening make the laser show go on…. The air is cool, as if it conveys the message of peace.

15 August 1947  a much awaited day for all Indian's the day we are free from the grip of Brititsh India, the result of continuos struggle... freedom from tortures, and freedom from rule .... 63 years are over now, the but are we really free from     Poverty----food inflation is reaching double digits, where poor become poorest and nutricious food is a                           luxury     Health  -----Expensive treatments, medicines and governements couldnt ensure health security. govt.                        hospitals are so bad in infrastructure     Education---We are lagging behind a lot in ensuring education for all, higher education is gone out of...