Meandering and Convergence of Passage Via Clips

The love story ended but the love will never die. The love will travel generations together, its pragmatic fragrance will radiate all around, and consequences will go on producing ever ending strong bonds and relationships hereafter.  I believe I am lucky that I have sensed the selfless, pure and true love. The love which defined what relations mean, the love which blended different mind-setup people all together with a strong torrid rope, the love which can only shower good and optimistic approach and has no space for any negativism.   It is the story of a lady who originated from India’s one of the most sacred land where the Holy Ganges flows, the famous Prayag point, Allahabad, the city very rich by its cultural heritage. She was destined to move to eastern side of India to bestow all her teachings there. She who spoke pure Urdu influenced Allahabadi Hindi became a most beloved person in the crowd of Bihari’s, and became extremely valuable in the city of resources, Ranchi. Thi

Parameeta’s Prabachan :P There are so many cases in the news of girl suicides...reason might be family pressure or relationship problem or society abuse or career failure or unknown facts! I feel girls are too sensitive and they get carried away by their emotions! I am not asking you to become a robot. Emotions within us only define us as human beings. But time heals everything and you are snatching a big piece of your time period by even thinking about this. ' Addressing mainly girls in my friends list, don't prove yourself coward by committing this crime! Truth is, till today girls are not at all independent, sometimes she will depend upon her father or brother, else on boy friend or husband, throughout their life!  Yes, parents are the only precious people whom you can depend upon. But never bother about the society and friend circle, everybody will change according to you. Your this weak action will just prove you are a loser and a coward. Don't forget you hav

Though today was a very normal office day but with flashback of all those childhood days because of a very old friend........ Made the day fill with hilarious joy and spread with full of sweet fragrance... We chatted after years together but the common memories proved as if we met just yesterday :) We used to play cricket everyday in the evening.. The great jagannath math field adjacent my house where all the Little boys and girls gathered together after School hours... Hide and seek used to be an everyday show stopper .... Badminton practice in spring and winter, unending carom in the rainy season ! Such days existed in past in this Life only.....unbelievable it seems now! We had no idea of the boundaries in this society, No sprinkle of discrimination between boys and girls, no fear of community, just selfless love between each other when we never ever understood the word friendship or any relation..  The beautiful childhood days with thousands of fights everyday, an