A mute power within

  Spectacular Folklore :- It was 7:00 a.m. in the morning. I woke up perceiving some melodious and mesmerizing songs of the god I worshiped -Krishna!! I realized that it is Gokulashtami or Janmashtami the birthday of Mukunda who is lazing on Mother Yashoda's lap with his tranquil gaze. Krishna certainly is the only god who attracts his devotees with his sweet smile and his adoring flute. Though being the lord Mahavishnu himself he is caressed by the indignant mothers whose white butter had been stolen by little Krishna and his company unknowing the fact that they have befriended the almighty. I have come across many people disliking Krishna as he had done some maneuvers in the Mahabharatha to make the Pandavas win the mighty battle of Kurukshetra by vanquishing the Kauravas in a war of succession and kingship. He is the same Krishna who told the Bhagavad Gita to Arjuna which is being cherished by millions of people to date. Krishna is also the same person who gave his closest mate

Village Slendour  Sauntering through the grasslands of our native village is the best activity to do at leisure. Organic food, pure air, the aromatic fragrance of countryside soil, and the folk culture of a village exhilarates us and gives a sense of authenticity. An atmosphere lacking in pollutants of metros, the hustle, and bustle of the local transport, the traffic of cities is perfectly suitable for a tranquil lifestyle. Villagers make their way through spreading the rich culture and tradition of villages by preserving their classic village tales and performing in hotels and resorts few examples being the Kathputli dance and Ghoomar dance. A village gives a sense of unity, togetherness, and brotherhood by conducting village fairs and local temple festivals. Remembering moments under thatched roofs is refreshing and experiencing them is blissful. Connecting with the village culture, observing nature's glamour, and spending a few days understanding ancestral legacy is productive

  Short Story The tale of two distinct siblings Chapter 1 December 21, 1980 New Delhi All the relatives are anxious to see the baby and want to lift it in their hands. The very renowned and Padma Vibhushan felicitated member of the family Mr. Pushpak enters the hospital with a load of presents and a beautiful bouquet. The scene changes after the announcement of the baby by the nurse. It is a girl! The desperate and restless father rushes to see his wife and the baby girl controlling all his emotions with great difficulty. Manoj Kumar is overwhelmed to see his little princess and slowly caresses her. Ms. Ritu on the other hand is waiting to cuddle her and unfortunately is the second last in the que, patiently waiting for all the relatives to finish their caressing. Mr Pushpak hands over the beautiful bouquet to the couple and leaves the operation theatre with an indescribable smile on his face. Usha was taken home and was slowly put in a cradle by her cheerful father. Where am I which w

  "The tree of silence, bears the fruit of peace " The fact that ascetics, sages and even commoners  voyage all the way up to the Himalayas or any other mountain range for that matter to meditate is merely because of the melody of silence  and to escape from the hustle and bustle of life, away from urban chaos. Isn’t it quite astonishing  to know that even silence has its own melody like music? The melody of silence has its own aesthetic value. We hear music before going to bed or at any time of the day to invigorate ourselves and to bid farewell to all the tensions we faced before listening to music, same way atleast 30-40 seconds of silence in a day can turn out to be very enlivening. A recreational  visit to a deserted beach with no accompaniment can provide refreshment to the body and mind.  With the support of our gifted mind imagine the scene at a beach in which there is no one else,  you get a terrific opportunity to communicate with the sea.  Using the incomprehensive