bits and pieces

Its not a solid article.some stuff which made me to wink my eye and to rethink for some more time during my travel for the last week.
   The speech by SARAH KAY,what a beautiful talk ,she made me to see walking scenes in her words.Iam swept off by "extended Development" etc..Infact became  hard core fan of this Japanese American lady Sarah,who captures stories from nook and corner,the neglected ,abandoned  micro things in our dailylife.
 

                      

Started with the book "To kill a mocking bird" along with my exam preparation.Its a wonderful feel to read in travel and rethink those lines ,giving an image for it and to smile on those thoughts.

Watched the movie "Queen" which I felt as OK types and I felt it to be a movie with full weightage for heroine.

Iam Malala

After 3 months,I completed "Iam Malala" by Christina Lamb.Its not so easy to come out of the critical trauma which Malala underwent.Iam swept off by the second half.More than 5 Major operations with cranial plastotherapy to various major operations with screws.
When one part of world speaks about women empowerment,equal rights, unbiased education other part  is living in a darker zone with "religious romanticist" Talibans.I can visualise the heights of gender discrimination from colour white to education, further penetrating into all boundaries.There are parts of world where living itself a revenge and living is no more a happy journey at Pakistan,Afghanistan and in Swat Valley.I find a pattern from my sister nation SriLanka to Afghanistan.Partition to subpartition ,micropartition ,nanopartition in the name of 100 reasons with the manure of million bloodsheds ,where nature is raped mercilessly.
"Iam Malala" speaks about a dream loving father and bravo daughter Malala ,how they blown away tough obstacles while bringing education as equal right in Swat valley .Many thought provoking lines which made me to fold the pages for later-visit.
Talibans,gunshots surpassing fireworks,lonely ladies,brutal punishments ,flood,hunger, helpless patients can be the words which can define life at Swat and history knows always heroes are made here and this time heroine.

photographs are living creatures

I hardly have the courage to see few snaps,I can say that as phobia too.When we see few snaps,we roll out of laughter,we are inspired ,how bad I look,how well Iam groomed and the story goes on.Photos always show "that moment how it is".We slowly feel out of snaps weather changes,plants become trees,baby birds become white doves,skin colour changes.I have the habbit of watching all those personnel snaps which I can say as historical data,once in a while and pat at my back while watching my story.It might sound like blowing my trumpet,nevertheless personally I feel good over my plans,dreams and of course growth curve.
Till Date but I don't dare to see at one picture.Its my mother's pic,which I have it even in my wallet.But I never want to see it.It can create millions of thoughts to pass by  in one sec.picture is afterall non living stuff,which has the power to trigger many chemicals in our body.Somewhere it makes me feel week.
I have made my life not so busy,but busy to come out of few emptiness.At times,its fair to acknowledge those empty holes.photographs are living creatures!

refreshing Rehabiltation centres

Do rehabiltation centre,brings back the normal living? One of my close relative Mr.X has been put up at rehabiltation center.I visited this center ,when he was admitted for the first time.I saw 12 year kid to 60 year old people .Its an abandoned center surrounded by hills,with strong grills and gates and security force everywhere.Addicts are put up there for 3 months,with daily lessons along with punishments,finally making them to get a routine habbit.Interestingly after undergoing punishments for 3 months,same people come back to the center for their same mistake.Then again life goes for next 4 months as a trapped dog.
My close relative ,he too went again because of  the same addiction.One step ahead my mind started to retrospect this process.Getting healed and again addicted,by the time when healthy habit gets formed,we might be in our coffin box.It becomes a workaround unless and until introspection happens from each being and that's the reason we are called as human.
Iam tired of correcting people ,let it be how closer or closest.After 25 years of life on earth ,I started to think so much about me more than those close points.At the same time,its good to see a network of rehabiltation centres,trying to bring new soul to old lives,as I become helpless.

clarifications

When people prejudge me with available amount of info from Facebook and social media sites,it looks like viewing portion of iceberg which is slightly visible to human sight.Whatever people see and perceive are fews clips in the fancy world and its not my world itself.As socialnetworking sites like FB set a trend of  potraying everyone as "HAPPILY LIVING EVER AFTER" spectators should scroll without subjective conclusions.If a person poses with cigarette ,it doesn't mean she/he smokes.In nutshell,these sites acts as bookmark for ongoing activities in anyone's life and not a novel by itself.
PS:There are many other stuff to talk when acquaintances meet in cross roads,not alone FB.

gadgets eats time

My gadgets are disturbing me so much along with the true benefits I enjoy.Though I limited my pings for atleast 9 hours,still it crops into my personnel life.My reading habit has become horrible,shameless to say sitting with the same book "Iam Malala" for several months.As much I love my new Nexus,I hate too.
somewhere trying to take some time from electronic world.I can say Iam a person who collects all "ex".Nokia basic model made my life simpler ,inspite of smart phones making life easier.Technically to say,PS calls made it easier than DS