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There are many things which mankind is unaware of. Some stories which are not discussed in the history perhaps because they were infamous and not known to the people of its own time. One such story is of Surya and Meenakshi. Long ago in the year of 1896 there lived a girl 16 years old with the name Meenakshi, beautiful and adorable. Her education was discontinued at an earlier age as the attitude of people of that time remained. But she was fortunate enough to at least study till initial girls gurukul schooling. She was beautiful, elegant with thick long braided hair almost touching her knees, fair complexion, and big eyes resembling lotus petals, sharp nose and sweet voice. She had all qualities required for a beautiful Indian bride pre-installed in her. Her life went on smoothly with no complaints and no regrets, happily swaying away with the tune of fate and destiny. She used to giggle and have fun with her friends (girls). She was not allowed to talk to boys except for her fath

Round big eyes-filled with tears, Beautiful palms-bruises and wears, Quick long legs-can walk no more, Thoughtful & advisory lips – which talk no more, A womb of a mother is stamped by a shoe, Will you do that if the one inside would be you? Many dreams about future and many ideas for life, All stabbed to death by mankind with a bloodsucking knife, Begging for help-begging for justice-begging for love, Begging for the allowance to live and be happy-otherwise death will be the only move, Pain- blood- tears experienced to the extremes, Waiting with a hope of help at least from a few means. It started with infanticide at younger level......then it was early marriage.....then came dowry harassment......then it is gang rapes.....the ultimate sufferers of all social evils are women.  A women who plays an effective and beautiful roles as a mother, a sister, a daughter, a wife and many such are put to all such sufferings. “ If a flower knew that it would be p

Sometimes your silly little ego may cost you  so much ......... Perhaps so much that you cant repair it back........ i am a living example..... my friend ......a childhood friend named Mohit was a kind of besttie....a good friend who was always there for me. we studied in the same class . he always depended on my notes.......he never listened to any lectures nor made any notes except for chemistry.....because right from his 7th grade he was in deep  love with chemistry mam -a beautiful young lady in her 20's.........the element named 'sense of humor' overflowed in him......i enjoyed speaking to him.....the atmosphere around him was always one out of fun and laughter ...... He had a  kind of medicine installed in him......the medicine to make anyone smile....let it be the saddest person on earth or the Hitler himself..!!!....after we completed our 10th grade he went away to another city with his parents and i remained as a day boarder in my own town........days passed by...

She was happily walking with her friend....talking...giggling.....many dreams about the future......many ideas for life......they both boarded the bus to reach back to their respective sweet homes...... SHIT!!!....OMG!! They boarded the wrong bus......this mistake changed their lives....especially hers... perhaps ended it..... She was hit ,raped,tortured like hell and finally thrown out of the moving bus on the roads late night...                       She cried,moaned out of pain,eyes open searching for help.......above the bloodsucking earth and below the dark sky........eyes still searching for help desperately......could hear the sound of horns blown..... could see the flash of vehicles passing by......but could not feel the freshness of night.....the only feeling which arouse was pain........no one bothered about.....she doubted her own existence...... pain ,anger, anguish, fear, all emerged from her in form of blood and tears........the moment almost came when she decided to

I FALL...I RISE.... I LAUGH .....I CRY..... I LOSE......I GAIN..... I MOAN.....I GIGGLE.... I FALL......I STAND..... I HATE.....I LOVE..... I CURSE......I BLESS.... I GET DISHEARTENED ......I HOPE..... A HOPE FOR BETTER TOMORROW ..... A HOPE FOR A BETTER CAUSE TO LIVE LONGER...... WISH U ALL A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

I dont know to what extent movies inspire or influence others. But honestly speaking i m greatly influenced motivated by that stuff........after watching 'CHAKDE INDIA' i felt like becoming a player in any of the numerous game possible and rule over the great players of the nation......After watching the telugu movie 'LEADER' i felt like entering the politics and discarding all the foul politicians from Indian constituencies who dare to judge the fate of the people ........like wise i have actually thought of becoming a dancer....a singer....an IPS.....hah...... silly (to the peaks).....I realize that a movie has influenced me, when i get goosebumps all over me.....and that whole day i keep reminding myself of those scenes........The list of my dreams and ambitions are never going to end for many movies to come still....:P...Hope i make at least one my fantasies and dreams come true.......