My thoughts

The Demon Ma’am, I’m not getting any idea, what do I write?’ said one of my students. I asked her to think. ‘You all travel so much, I’m sure you must have glanced outside your car windows’. People, who live on the streets, make a living out of begging. How a piece of cloth keeps them warm in winters and that same cloth gives them shade in hot summers. There was a blank look on her face and of course the others too gave her company. Why was I bemused? This is not new with kids; let me put rightly ‘The Millennial’. I know it’s difficult to keep your beloved phone (which is almost a part of your body) away from you, however once in a while one must keep it aside and use the organs which you have been blessed with. It won’t hurt. Experience the world with your natural senses. Last week, I went to my friend’s house. As usual our bantering was on then I saw my friend’s older son was busy on his phone. Anyway, it’s not an unnatural sight these days. Since I share a great rappo...

My city My city is synonymous to glamour, wealth, avant-garde However, when I jumped out of this well, to that city – I realized what I missed out on. The comfort of moving in my car without a jerk, the endless honking seemed ancient, no prying eyes. When we were at the busy street to catch a glimpse of the four Minarets; we sauntered around without being teased or the threat of the inappropriate touch. Confidently, we moved around admiring the beauty of this exotic place. The experience of clean and broad roads, mouthwatering food and the sight of the glistening pearls brought a wide smile on my face. My city welcomes me with obnoxious stench, pot holes and smog; on the contrary, that city welcomed me with greenery, blue sky and freshness in the air. I was under the impression that my city was the melting pot of cultures. Alas! it’s a farce, for that city, truly showed unity, integration and coherence– A mosque and a temple under one roof - a perfect harmony of different faith....