REAL LOVE STORY ,SAD AND EMOTIONAL

A newly built house was chosen by the sparrow couple to build their nest, and to lay eggs, the house was like an oasis as there were very few houses that had gardens and different kinds of plants in the garden, various types of fruits and flowers and insects upon which the sparrow feeds.
The sparrows started building their nest in the house. First they selected a perfect place for their nest, they tried the tube light(above the tube light), the windows, and ventilators. And finally they chose the ventilator for their nest and as a new house for their kids.
The house owners tried to scare them off so that they don't build nest inside the house, they wanted them to build the nest out of the house. It was not that they were not nature lovers or they were not sparrow lovers but because they were scared of the ceiling fan that was present in the room. They were in fact trying to protect the sparrows by not allowing them to build the nest inside the house. As it was summer the ceiling fan could not be kept switched off every time. But the sparrows were daring and they did not left trying, they used to bring dried grass and dried thin sticks for their nest, some times they also got iron wires and threads with them. Finally the house owners decided to keep the doors shut, so that sparrows do not enter into the house and would be forced to build the nest outside the house. This worked for some days and the sparrows after that decided to build the nest on the same ventilator but from outside of the house.
One day the house owners were not in the house, and

Weightlessness, Out of Body Experience.

I have felt so many times during sleep that i am going weightless, i am going through a long tunnel or pipe.
My hands could not move, my legs could not move , i could not even speak anything. It feels like if some power is pulling me out of my body. That is the time when i am not in a sleep, i know that i am awake but i can not move my body parts not even the fingers. Earlier i used to get scared by these things but now i enjoy this out of body experience. Earlier it was not in my control, that is, this used to happen on its own, but now i can do it on my own wish. I feel as if i am floating above my body.

The Business Of Education, Fake Diploma, Degree.

It was noon, when my father entered into the house and said, "They again called me (on phone) and are saying that only few seats are vacant"
I asked," The call from the college, but if they have few seats left, why they telling me, why don't they fill those seats, what's so special in me that they are waiting for me to fill that vacancy?"
"May be your educational profile would have attracted them, every college wants to have quality students, that's why they are waiting for you to get into their college", replied father.
   While we were talking, the phone rang again, father said, "Its again the call from the college itself"
This time they said that only few days are left for the admission dates to be closed.
So finally I reached that college for the admission procedure and to take a look at the college.
At the first look i got shocked. "Is it a college?" I asked to myself.
It looked like a home, a single building with 3 rooms, and a canteen (that remains closed most of the time).

I entered into the office, and was offered a seat, and served chilled water.
I asked them about the total number of students in the college, as i was shocked at the small size of the college, that how much students can it accommodate?
but no satisfactory answer i got from them.
"sir, how many students have already taken admission in this course?" i asked about the course i was about to take admission in.
he replied, "only few seats are available" but did not tell the actual number of students.
"and placements?" i asked.
"100% placement*" he replied.
I told them that i need to talk to my parents about this and then i will tell you about my decision.
Still i was with fluctuating thoughts regarding the college, its genuineness
I got a group of students who were sitting on the stairs, i thought to ask them about this, as they would tell me the correct scenario of this college.
"Hello" i said in a friendly manner.
"hi" they replied.
"which year are you in?" i asked
"final year" they replied
Final year that means they would definitely guide me regarding the admissions.

wait for my next post for the rest of the story

Middle Class, What is Middle Class?

When i was a child, i always had a question in my mind. The question was "Are we rich or poor?".
I had heard many times these words that some one is rich , some one is poor, and i was in confusion whether we are rich or poor?
                    One day in the school, a boy asked me, "Are you rich? "
                                 I said," I don't know"
                                 he laughed, "Then you must be poor"
                         I said, "OK, may be you are right"
The same day i came home and asked my mother, "mummy, who are we? rich or poor?"

CONTRADICTIONS

Sometimes in life we come across certain things that are contradicting to itself, and i don't understand the use of those activities or things. Some of them that i have noticed are :-
      1.Telling people to save the trees by not wasting paper. But they tell people by writing these messages in pamphlets or newspapers. 
     2.Creating awareness among the masses about the environment and global warming, But they do so on bikes and car rallies.
     3. Using vehicles

Blogs can earn money but can not produce food.

  If everybody starts blogging for earning money online, then who will do farming?
A simple question.
While talking to my friend on blogging and earning money, my friend "nesh" told me that the scope of blogging is very much, and people are joining the blogging world and earning money, and
 many more people will also join this blogging business. Suddenly, a question arised in my mind, that if everybody will take up blogging as a business to earn money easiley, then who will grow plants and cultivate land. Can blogging produce grains?
     I agree that blogging gives money or can give money, but do we eat money? No.

MY BLOG VISITORS

Since the start of this blog , that is the last two days, i have got 19 page views ( i know its not much to be happy) but it is a better start for a totally new blogger, some of my visitors are from INDIA, AMERI

RICH GIRL AND POOR BOY love story

                                                                                                                               
       

             A boy used to play near the sea, but he never dared enter into the water, he was happy with his own small world on land. One day a mermaid(rich girl) with red hairs came near the beach, she got attracted towards  the poor boy, she asked him to come into the sea with her, the boy said no he was happy on land and happy with what he has. The mermaid insisted again and again to the boy to come with her into the sea (rich world) to play and to see a better world than on land (poor world), but the boy constantly said no to her.   After some time another mermaid with golden hairs ( sister of the red-haired mermaid) came there, she also asked the boy to come. The boy said he dont know swimming, the mermaid said "we both are with you , you dont even need to swim, we will protect you". The boy finally agreed and went with them into the sea. They enjoyed for some time and reached far into the sea. Suddenly the red haired mermaid said that she had to go home and she'll be back very soon, and left him with the golden haired mermaid. After some time the golden haired mermaid also went to her home leaving him alone in the sea saying that she is going to see where her sister is? The boy kept waiting there trying to save himself from drowning, and after some time a message was sent to him that the father of the red-haired mermaid is against the friendship of a boy(middle-class boy) with his daughter. The father asked the boy to WAIT till he develops a fin ( becomes as rich as the father). The two girls never came back again. But the boy is still waiting for them.
                   He wants to know whether he should wait there in sea to develop fins ,that is almost impossible, or should he go back on land where his parents would be waiting for him,
He wants to know whether the girl loved him really or not because his parents never asked him to become this or that to get their love.

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First Blog Post of My Own Blog

When ever i read or heard or come across any blog, i also wanted to have a blog of myself, wherein i can write. But whenever i came to start , my mind started fluctuating, and thoughts came to my mind that whether i would be able to write a blog or not, and if yes what would i write about? Who will read my blog? and each time with these fluctuating thoughts i never started blogging. But this time i