Things always exist in pair, If there is Love in this world then there is Hatred.  If there is Happiness there is Sadness, If there are friends there are enemies and if there is Good there is bad. When I was in class II or III, I used to write essay on Dussehra. There were 10 points which my Mom pronounces one by one and then I had to repeat them. Since then I get to know a lot about this festival, there is a long history in Indian mythology associated with this festival. But for me it had different importance. It was the day when I along with my Brother wore new clothes and went to market fare with my Father. We both bought bow and arrow. Then there was battle of Ram and Ravana at our home, with my Brother as Ram half of the time and I as Ram for remaining half. We used to stand on two chairs and wish that our arrows do head on head collision as we saw on serials but that was not possible. Since then time changes but that feeling still stays.

Dussehra teach us so many things, nothing in this world is truly bad or truly good. Their exists mixture of everything. Ravana who was considered a villain was in fact a devout disciple of lord Shiva, a great scholar, a capable ruler and a maestro of Veena. He had his apologists and stauch devotees within the Hindu tradition, some of whom believe that his description as a ten headed person is a reference to possessing a thorough knowledge over the 4 Vedas and 6 Upanishads which made him as powerful as 10 scholars. But the follower of Rama says that his 10 heads were nothing but symptoms of 10 bad habits. Dussehra teach us women is a thing to respect. If you can’t respect a women than no matter how much knowledge or wisdom you have one or another day you’ll lose. Dussehra teach us that the path of goodness is never easy, you have to face challenges, you have to toil a lot but in the end you’ll win.

When I was kid I love to watch Ramayana and since then I was a devotee of Ram and Hanuman. My Grandpa told me that Hanuman is the only God who still stays in this Kalyug and I the son of Science used to have a nonsense debate with him over this. As I considered Hanuman to be the same character as I saw him in TV serials but then as I grow up I realized that there are Philanthrop and there are misanthrop, Philanthrop fight for good and justice and they are hanuman. If we insist on believing a thing than there are 100 reasons for it and if now even then there are 100 reasons.

Dusshera tells us about the victory of Good over bad and insist us to be good in our life. To think for the betterment of Society and the nation in which we live in. To respect humanity and women and to  know that evil has to lose one day. May this Dusshera bring out goodness in life of my every friend.

I don’t know, why I’m in so much love with this song, The fact is I’m mesmerized every time I hear it.

Aankhon mein jiske
Koi to khwaab hai
Khush hai wohi jo
Thoda betaab hai
Zindagi mein koi aarzoo ke jiyein
Phir dekhiye……

Hothon pe jiske
Koi to geet hai
Wo haare bhi to
Uski hi jeet hai
Dil mein jo geet hai
Gun guna lee jiye
Phir dekhiye…..

Yaadon mein jiski kisi ka naam hai
Sapno ke jaisi uski har shaam hai
Koi to ho jis se apne dil dijiye
Phir dekhiye….

Khwaab buniye zara
Geet suniye zara
Phool chuniye zara
Phir dekhiye….

I remember when I started enunciating, My Mom used to teach me the name of fruits, flowers and Birds. At that time i assimilate brilliantly that Blackberry and Apple were edible fruits. Since then, things changed and with it changed the meaning of words. Now, Apple and Blackberry are not mere fruits. Search Google, ask your teacher, do research but not a single thing is going to say that they are mere fruits. The day is not far away when the english book of nursery disseminate A as Apple, a mobile device and B as Blackberry again a Mobile device.

Yesterday, it was a different day of my life. It was different in some special way. The sun still rises in east and sets in west, I haven’t topped any competitive exam nor i was proscribed from my company. But still its different, very different. I forgot my mobile at home. Though, I was not far away from my Home when i realised that i had missed my mobile but let it be. I didn’t know then that things were not that easy. After a little time, I found myself aloof from the whole world. It amazed me, If I had became a mere parasite of Technology..?? I had spent 15 years of my life without these things, but then it seemed as if i couldn’t live without them. After every 15 mins, in a round-robin fashion, my hand was visiting my pocket and then cursing me for forgetting the craziest invention of 21st century.

I realised that growth of mobile phones has resulted in a Death – The death of distance, The death of reality, and foremost the death of privacy. The physical location of you is now immaterial. You are always connected, always near and always here. I found myself a parasite. A Parasite who is addicted to comforts of technology and now i hate it.

I remember when i had been given my first phone. I used it ONLY for two purposes i.e. to give miss call to my parents and to call my brother. My contact list had only 10 names but now things had changed.

The important thing is, Its not only the single thing to whom i get addicted there must be many more also. We never know about addiction until we are forced to quit the thing with which we are addicted. Now we are mere programmed device who can’t live a life that is away from technology. The day is not far when we, who created the technology are governed my technology. The matrix movie can be the reality of tomorrow.

Yesterday I really wanted to go back to the days when Blackberry and Apple were mere fruits but while i was thinking it a voice from deep corner of my heart speak out idiot first go home and check miss calls..!