Tuesday 8 November 2016

Its Time For A Change

Last night when sleep turned its face against me I floated away into the world of my thoughts. I started thinking about the blog and I realized that it's time to bring a change. The blog has been going on in an uninteresting and monotonous way for a while now. I apologise to my readers for not keeping you entertained enough. From the post which appear like once in a blue moon I have decided to keep you updated with what's happening around us and me. Ink and quill is preparing for it's spectacular come back with lots of surprises for the readers.  Don't miss out the fun. STAY TUNED.


Sunday 6 November 2016

A Day Without Internet

"Influence of Internet in daily life” is an often heard topic today. Numerous articles,essays etc have been written about it. But let me tell you, inorder to know the real depth of its influence one should live a day without internet. I know that for many of us its nearly impossible. I’m writing this after spending a day and a half without internet. Right now I understand how deep internet has its hold on me. Whole day I had been roaming around like there was nothing in the world for me to do anymore. I crawled onto the bed and remained there the rest of the day listening to songs. Even though my mind was stacked with ideas and plans I couldn’t put any of it to action because all of it required this life changing technology. Without internet my tab and mobile was like a piece of metal.  I kept feeling sad that a whole day of mine got ‘wasted’ because of being disconnected. 
At the same time I kept thinking about the lives of people a couple of years back. I went back a few years when I was a kid who was oblivious of the speedy and progressing digital world. It felt like another me in let’s say another planet. It feels like a vague dream which I saw one day. Anyway I want to thank Bob Marley for his beautiful song ‘The Buffalo Soldier’ which I listened to more than a 10 times today..

Wednesday 2 November 2016

World's little princess

My dear Adalia,
 
I'm writing this after going through your profile. I'm writing about you here for several reasons. The most important of it is to
make you known to the world. I didn't know you until the last few minutes. I came across your profile and it left me spellbound. Mostly because I didn't know a brave girl like you lives and partially because I couldn't help but hate myself. You might be wondering why. Let me tell you.

Me, like millions of others gets annoyed and frustrated when life takes a rough road. Like any other individual I often gets depressed with life. Seeing you smile,sing and dance like a princess at once I knew how wrong I was. I realize there is no thing as hardship if you have a mind more bigger than the problem itself. You my dear have taught me how to live the life. And that's one of the reasons why I decided to write about you. I want you to be a rainbow for many other lives. I want the world to call out your name and love you with all the heart.

Secondly, you showed me the depth of the words bravey and courage. I have seen people fighting with life but none like you my little angel. In your seven years of life  you have fought several storms. You won more battles than anyone ever did. You stood up against all of those with a mind full of determinism.

Adalia, you are the most beautiful angel and the bravest warrior I have ever seen. World is with you to hold your hand and help you climb the mountain of life. Keep fighting and keep winning..


Want to know more about the little brave girl? Visit her page in facebook. Adalia Rose.


Friday 28 October 2016

Child Not Bride.

Child marriage is one of the major social evil ruling the world today. Even though slogans for women empowerment echoes from all corners no considerable change can be seen in stopping or even lowering child marriage. 15 million girls get married before 18 every year. If the present trend continue 150 million girls will be married before 18 in the next decade. And this dreadful evil ends in their premature death. ICRW points out two major reasons for this. 1. They get contradicted with AIDS, as they often marries a man who is several years older than them with more sexual experience. 2. The early pregnancy often puts an end to their life. It is one of the leading causes behind the death of girls between the age of 15-18.

There is no time to waste anymore. Stand up against this social evil. Join y hands with organisations like ICRW and  give our little sisters a beautiful and bright future.

Tuesday 11 October 2016

My review of The Martian

I know its too late to write a review about this movie. But unfortunately its only yesterday I happened to watch it. I have been waiting for it ever since I saw its trailer. And last day or I must say last night to be precise turned out to be the lucky day. I was excited as anything when I saw it in the TV. From that moment till the end of the movie I was rooted to the spot. Normally I’m a fan of movies based on space and space travelling. And I have watched quite a few movies of that kind. After the last time I watched one such movie (I wont say its name) I started to feel that all such movies are similar to a great extend. Except for a few twists and elements most of the plot and tension will be similar. Even though I was highly excited I was sceptic about Martian’s plot. Part of me wondered whether is it going to be like any other ‘space’ movies.

The movie shattered all my doubts to pieces. It was like no other space based movie I ever watched. The story revolves around the astronaut named Mark Watney who is a botanist by profession. He and his crew consisting of five astronauts leaves for a mission in planet Mars under NASA. But  the crew leaves behind Mark in Mars thinking he is dead. Its really a heartbreaking sight when the Commander looks at the empty seat of Mark beside her. From here the story takes an unexpected phase. Mark wakes up to find himself alone and stranded in Mars. The rest of the movie is a clear portrayal of the proverb ‘if there is a will, there is a way’. Instead of wailing at his fate Matt Damon(Mark Watney) fully embraces the desolate condition and fights with the unfavorable situations to survive. He starts farming in the soil of Mars; a soil in which nothing grows. That’s where he shows his skills as a botanist. Never even once he loses his spirit and enthusiasm. He comes up with both fun and plans in the hab. He makes plans to survive till the Ares 5 comes up; which is the NASA’s next mission to Mars. My heart was in my mouth when his whole farming gets blasted out due to a minor mistake. Even then he doesn’t accept failure.

 In the meantime NASA starts coming up with rescue plans. (I’m not planning to write the rest of the plot here. If there is any soul like me who haven’t yet watched this movie I don’t want this to be a spoiler). Apart from the character of Mark, the character who stole my heart was that of Venkat  Kapoor played by Chiwetel Ejiofor . Being the manager of the project he successfully portrayed the tension and pressure at times.

I got up after the movie with a big smile and contend heart.I realized that this is a movie I would watch a hundred times again and again with the same anticipation and excitement like the first time. This movie is worth the time you spend. I have to say I’m rather influenced by the attitude of Mark to the problems. If you feel like the world is closing its doors against you, or that you are desperately alone or if you are on the verge of ending your life all I have to tell you is “ Go and watch it as soon as possible. Because Mark Whattney tells you to look around at difficult times as there is always an open door for help. And also this is one movie you don’t ever wanna miss”.


Saturday 8 October 2016

Darkness

There she lay between the tracks
reeked in wounds numb and cold
Her face streaked with blood
Her eyes shut with pain

Cameras flashed, sirens wailed
Shouts of agony, cries of pain
Hearts burned with pity, Spirit of
humanity let out a sigh.

The veil of eternity lifted and
she watched the darkness creeping
into her long loved dreams taking in
all its colours.

Slowly it crept into her chamber of hope
leaving it barren and empty
It intruded into her wailing heart and
extinguished the lamp of love.

She looked onto herself with searching
eyes for something to hold on
But all she could find was a scarred body and a ripped soul..