Tushar Mangl

Shed no tears for 26/11 because the resilient spirit of Mumbai will soon forget all the horrific incidents. The victims and martyrs will suffer no less. The news channels that now glaringly show the funerals of the brave heroes will soon switch over to Rahul Mahajan's latest love interest or to Abu Salem's love life or even some equally insignificant happening in some rotten saas bahu serial. Mumbaifolk will carry on with their daily chores and dreary lives maybe with a hint of fright stored at the back of their minds , ready to pounce at the earliest rumour. Our ministers (who never did anything rather than fight amongst themselves) will continue to do what they do best....all those things that i need not mention. Soon we will all go back to fight over casteism, regionalism and religion , thereby forgetting that the terrorists took advantage of this very situation. Bloggers will blog , newspapers will print, tv channels will broadcast and it will all be stored away in some ar...

The biggest disease that this planet suffers from is religion. Soft!.. I’m not saying that everyone should become atheists.. please worship in the way you see fit.. what I am saying is that everyone should realise that religion does not exist. What exists is one God, and religion is nothing but the different ways in which humans express their sense of faith, belief and perception of the higher power. They assume that God will look kindly upon them if they worship in a certain way. What they do not realise is that God, when he/she made this universe established one very simple rule in nature, one which even he/she cannot break and that is balance. Nature consists only of balance; for every bad there good, for every action there is a reaction and for every deed the doer is either rewarded or punished in a way no one can foretell. So even if you do use the various religions to show your devotion to God, he does not look kindly upon you as he cannot do anything to release you from what you...

And there was blood on the streets.... yet again. Yet again, Mumbai bleeds. Yet again, politicians pass the blame, yet again innocent people lose their lives. Yet again. Yet again, there is gonna be an avalanche of blog posts being posted, numerous articles, TV shows, debates etc on terrorism, but then after a week, this night will remain in history books and statistics as yet another terror attack. We, the common people can make a difference.... by voicing our exasperation and choosing the next government that will do what US did post 9/11. I don't want Indian govt. to ruin another country, but nab and curb terrorists and terrorism. Or at least, just prosecute them quickly. First when the news of some firing was reported, I assumed it was a gang war, as not much was known about it then. After 10 minutes, while I was talking on the phone, I heard a huge sound but dismissed it as someone shutting the door rather loudly. After some time, there was a news flash that a taxi exploded ne...

This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE. My husband is S/W Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. "Why?" he asked, shocked. "I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My fee...

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"The God of small things" by Arundhati Roy - winner of the Booker prize of 1997 is a sad tale narrated hilariously . The story is woven around a pair of twins Estha and Rahel and their divorced mother who live with their maternal grandparents in the town of Ayemenem . It starts with them being 31 years of age and narrates different phases of their lives as kids, as grown ups, but basically deals with the tragedies they had to face during their childhood at the age of 7. Since the twins are aged 7, their conversation, their thoughts are funny for an adult, but they are witty and mature for the children of their age. It depicts how the tragedies that happened during their childhood have impacted their adulthood and made them complete strangers to each other because of their separation at that time.. The relevance of the title- "The God of small things" is the person who is the centre of the tragedy and who the twins and their mother love to death. It is a sad t...

The Emptiness Is Killing Me Slowly As I Wipe The Tears That Fall From My Eyes,I Realize You're Really Gone.My Heart Breaks As It Crumbles To The Floor,I Drop To My Knees UnAware Of What To Do. I Close My Eyes And Picture You,I See Your Face,Your Smile.I Feel Your Arms Around Me Holding Me Tightly,So Tightly I Can't breath,I Gasp For Air. All Alone, Scared....Thats How I Feel Without You Near!!! I Know That Time Can Never Change The LoVe I Have For You...Except Too Make It Deeper Still With Everything We Do.. In All My Dreams Of Coming Years, You Play Yhe Greatest Part,For I Know That Time Will Never Change The LOvE WithIn My Heart.. Never Thought That iLL Miss You This Much...Never Thought You'll Be Gone Forever...You Left So Many Things Behind And They'll Never Be compLeTed WithOut You ,But I will Always Love You Till The Death =( ♥♥ Apne Aagaaz Se Aaaj tak Zindagi,Teri Hi Yaad Main Gum Rahi... Phir Bhi Jaane Kyon Yeh Ehsaas Hai, Jaise Chaahat Meri Kam Rahi ♥♥