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Source:  http://www.ndtv.com/article/people/why-the-world-cares-so-much-about-malala-yousufzai-277966?pfrom=home-topstories ------------------------------ I salute !! October10,2012 A nerve shaking and a nerve of steel instance !! Dera Islmail Khan, Pakistan: A 14-year-old Pakistani schoolgirl campaigner shot by the Taliban had defied threats for years, believing the good work she was doing for her community was her best protection, her father said on Wednesday. Malala Yousufzai was shot and seriously wounded on Tuesday as she was leaving her school in her hometown in the Swat valley, northwest of the capital, Islamabad. The Taliban claimed responsibility saying her promotion of education for girls was pro-Western and she had opposed them. "She is candle of peace that they have tried to blow out," said one Pakistani man, Abdul Majid Mehsud, 45, from the violence plagued South Waziristan region. In the Swat valley, a one-time tourist spot infiltrated by militants f...

Some snaps of the immersion of Ganapati ... the festive session begins ! Believers Last sight for the year... come soon next year God loving or God fearing 

A painting on roadside in the outskirts of a big city It was a Sunday, yes it was a bright Sunday morning trip to Sultanpur Bird Sanctuary. I woke myself up, with a lot of effort after a rough week at work. My friends were telling me a lot of ducks were there must be clicked. So, reached with my camera and after a lot of walk inside, reached to the lake where lots of ducks indeed were like waiting to be clicked. It was worth walking those extra kilometers. But, it was not the end. After coming out, the weather was becoming cloudy, I was fortunate is all I thought. As taking few snaps and the walk in the green washed away my tiredness. To have a cup of tea, I stopped my car beside the highway and say with some localities, waiting for my cup of tea to come. Just opposite side of the road, I looked at the bright yellow mustard field, behind which the clouds were giving a lot of hint that, a storm is about to hit. The tea came and I was just am...

A splash of sky and a lot of shadow https://www.facebook.com/Suvroghoshphotography It was raining for last couple weeks, maybe more. Today after I got us and looked at the sky and the driving to office, the sky was deep blue, clouds were white, silky. There was no pollution in the air is what I felt sitting in the locked AC car. So, all was good and a feel good factor working in my mind, while driving listening to some mind blowing song on my favorite FM radio station. After I reached office, I was late though, I started working and the window and the blinds beside in my cabin was diverting all my concentration out; through that small light coming through the window and mixing it with the artificial light in my room was a magic. It was strong enough to take my mind and soul look through, out.. to the sky, sun peeping through the blinds and then I distinctly could see the sharp shadows on the blinds, the sky and the ray of Sun. Standing behind the blind I loo...

In the search, till eternity Keep looking for something makes us feel we are live. A search, always for something. Each day, each moment the search in on for something and the other, knowingly or unknowingly. If the 'search' makes you realize, you are alive. Search for a toy, maybe broken, is the first search in early childhood after the lap of mother. It moves to searching for books or a pen, lost in school, when grown and start going to school. Search goes on for the favorite and lucky pair of jeans or a Tee, perhaps the next search. Search for few moments of togetherness in adolescent, to give a letter filled with love or a rose or the first kiss is something unforgettable. Search for a job, money, growth and more growth comes thereafter.. and the search goes on. To makes you feel, you are alive. From the search of love or an emptiness in-spite of being with all around us, we search for something more. We search what we don't have and mostly ...

A clorrful life Not a good practice, but I overheard the elderly lady, Mrs. Bakshi was talking to her friend Mrs. Srivastava over phone sitting beside me. As a neighbor she knew me, so she didn't bother talking to her mind sitting beside me. I was in the doctors clinic too, waiting for my turn on a Sunday afternoon. Later I saw Mr. Bakshi, with his white hair coming out from the chamber of the doctor. So, I understood that Mrs. Bakshi was perhaps accompanying her 75 year old husband. Someday he must have been a smart man and she too! While sitting beside me, I heard her saying over phone to her friend, "writing a new story, 'The Need Of The Hour', part 2", It's difficult though to write these days and my grandchildren keep asking me each hour "what do you do the whole day". 'RUPA' only is publishing it. I am happy, but I will not be in India on 8th Sep, 2012, when they publish it, as my husband wants to go back to our own small...

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