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Ever looked into the vast nothingness of space laying back just staring into the tiny dots of glowing hot galactic dust billions of miles away feeling lightheaded and inconsequential? I know I have. We are but mere specs of dust in the ocean of outer space. Our lives, our intelligence, our existence is of no addition to the universe. Okay, now that I\u2019ve established that you\u2019re just one person out of over 7 billion on Earth. Your lifetime is just a fraction of a frame of a blink of drop of microfluid compared to the 4.6 billion years of the age of the planet. And considering Earth is only about a third the age of the Universe. Which in itself is filled with billions of other galaxies each with stars and planets of their own. Allow me to fill that hole in your ego with this, <\/p>
\u201cThose who see the cosmic perspective as a depressing outlook, they really need to reassess how they think about the world.\u201d\n\u2013 Neil deGrasse Tyson<\/p>
Since our existence is so short spanned, let\u2019s talk about the events in our universe we\u2019ll end up missing, <\/p>
Jupiter:\nJupiter is the oldest and biggest member of our solar system. It\u2019s like that older brother who\u2019s just too bulky for you to deal with, always angry or irritated dealing in issues of his own. Well I\u2019ve just explained Jupiter for you. The massive planet is shrouded in thick layers of clouds made of helium and hydrogen, much like our sun. One distinct feature of this planet has been the constant tornado of sorts, The Great Red Spot, waging its wrath on the surface, moving at speeds of over 300 miles\/hour. This storm has existed for almost 186 years or even more. It was first discovered by Hooke and Cassini between 1664 and 1665, but the first images recorded are from the late 1800s. Flashback to the recent 19th century, images collected by the Hubble telescope show that the storm on the surface has been shrinking, and at a rapid pace. From around 25,000 miles in diameter to a mere 10,250 miles in the 19th century, The Great Red Spot, might be nearing the end of its existence. This isn\u2019t ubnormal since most gas cloud surfaces aren\u2019t stable over time. \u2018The Great Red Spot\u2019 as a name is quite misleading however, since this storm has been changing its color from Dark Red, to Salmon down to a bright white color. <\/p>
Now this isn\u2019t the only thing that\u2019s going to change about the big brother planet. Despite being a huge gaseous planet, Jupiter has a solid core made up of Iron, Rock and Ice. This core is under immense pressure and scorching temperature equivalent to the surface of the sun, largely because of it\u2019s Hyderogen-Helium atmosphere. A common compound found in the core is Magnesium Oxide, this oxide when subjected to high temperatures and pressures under similar but scaled down conditions results in the dissolving of the core. This raises a major red flag, if the major component of the core is vulnerable to such conditions, there lies the possibility of Jupiter losing it\u2019s magnetic properties and ending up as a big ball of gases fuming at extremely high temperatures. <\/p>
\nJupiter however, doesn\u2019t keep to it\u2019s own. Due to its massive size, (before it becomes a balloon), it\u2019s gravity can warp Mercury\u2019s orbit, which is currently elliptical. This may cause Mercury to either crash into Venus or worse engage in a head on collision course with Earth. Not in the near future however. In another million years, probably. <\/p>
Mars:\nElon Musk might be on the quick track to get human colonies onto Mars but, don\u2019t forget, each planet has a few problem of it\u2019s own. The atmosphere. And the lack of water. Okay, Mars has a lot of problems. But it has one more heading towards it\u2019s way in around 20-70 million years. One of it\u2019s moons, Phobos, will eventually shred into a cloud of debris due to the tidal stresses and form Saturn like rings around Mars spreading a distance of almost 1-100 million miles in diameter. <\/p>
Mars however, would also fall into the goldilock zone once our Sun starts dying, i.e, starts growing bigger in diameter. Engulfing our blue planet Earth in flames of radioactive material and UV rays. \nTalking about radioactive material, as of now, our Solar system is part of the Local Interstellar Cloud. In around 50,000 years or as soon as 20 years, our Solar System might drift enough such that it moves out of the local cloud and enters nearby Galactic Cloud. This cloud has a way higher gravitational pull. This could crush our sun\u2019s magnetic field inwards rendering our Earth inhabitable. <\/p>
This isn\u2019t the only problem our Earth has. According to studies, the moon is moving away from the Earth at a speed of 1-4 cms per year, which means in around 600 million years, we could never witness a complete solar eclipse. Or the bodies might go into a tidal lock. A tidal lock occurs when the two bodies attain a similar speed of rotation and relative revolution. This causes only one side of the moon to be visible to the Earth at all times. The Dark Side of The Moon could become a reality. <\/p>
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If you are incredibly depressed by reading such massive destruction in outer space, be good to someone tomorrow and make their day better by not being a massive planet. <\/p>
To lift your spirits, here\u2019s visuals of some spectacular light shows in the future, \nhttps:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=dtWeH4-Ugy4 <\/p>
https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=qnYCpQyRp-4\n<\/p>"}]
The tiny timid flower was the brave beauty which stood alone on its own in the wide farm, wide as an ocean. . .<\/p>
One pleasant day which rose in a perfect rosy dawn intrigued me and my thoughts to take a stroll in the farm. The farm was as wide as an ocean, green in emerald, golden in its wheat stalks and studded with a white dot that stood the tallest of all and bright in hue. <\/p>
Not to keep under veil but the white dot was a solitary flower that peeped through its height to have a glance of the world around it. The world which had nothing of its kind but everything different and apart from what it was. <\/p>
The difference never disturbed its sheen and stood as tall and perfect as it could be. It stood unblemished in its hue and tolerant enough to face any wrath of nature. The tiny timid little thing stood alone in the lone lawn and bloomed bright to the sun\u2019s glow. Be it shivering winter, hot summer or marshy rains, nothing could ever hold back the little flower. It faced every season with a smiling sigh and stood higher after every night. <\/p>
The poor thing didn\u2019t just made the rain rejoice with it but also gave a roof to the bugs who desired to home inside it. It never let anything down but even let its nectar for all. Such was the heart of the poor thing that stood high in every wry just to face every situation in life with a subtle smile. <\/p>
It is stunning that how the little thing could do all for itself and for all and most importantly, by itself. Being independent, brave and beautiful at same time is what I want to highlight in the above insights. <\/p>
Today, while the world is in a chase to encourage women empowerment, there I just want to say that women have the power to do anything they want to or they are assigned to. All that they need is freedom of thoughts (because of the kind of society Indian women come from), freedom to be free(free in every sense) and freedom to be who they are and want to be.<\/p>
Because a woman is that brave beauty who withstands every wrath with a smile on her face and tears in her veil.<\/p>"}]
Always. What do you think, how long it lasts for? Does it mean forever? Or does it last until our life ends? Now, does our life end? We say, the souls never die they just float from one shell to the other. Then where does the end lie? Or does an end really exist? <\/p>
Always is nothing but just a metaphor for uncertainty. I can never say that this much is always, it\u2019s obviously so uncertain. When we say, \u201cI shall love you always\u201d, we actually hide the certain uncertainties somewhere in the simple maze of words. <\/p>
Now, again simple and maze are two much different in their meanings and that is how we lead our lives, so contradicting to what we are looking for and how we are actually looked upon as. <\/p>
But why do we do that? Or do we really do it? We do it. To hide our insecurities in our fake strengths.Yet in search of an answer to my question. What is always?<\/p>"}]
Theatre is the work of writing,directing and acting in a plot. Theatre is a fine art which is often used to express an experienced or a new play before the audience,live on stage. All the other fine arts i.e., singing and poetry,dancing,painting can be a part of the play to enhance it. It is the most popular way of inducing the ideas and thoughts into the masses.<\/p>
\"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his lifetime plays many parts..... \" said the Bard of Avon-William Shakespeare.<\/p>
It is so true that one person plays many roles and many a times too.The roles of the person change by plot and the aim of the person is to do his best in the role. The artist might have any circumstances in his personal life, but, he gets immersed in the role he plays. One should oppress one's sorrow and frustration within the self. For, exhibiting such feelings does no good to the self. The neutrality in behaviour shows how stable a person is. It brings with it a sharp attitude to handle the tough situations.<\/p>
Life is a drama where different sets of people work together for the different plots. Every character of the play has its significance and altogether makes it more beautiful and meaningful. It's all about everyone playing at their best.<\/p>
So,give your best!!!!<\/p>"}]
It might seem an awful idea to some but being seventeen and living away from home isn\u2019t as bad as it sounds. Though, it has some terms attached to it. It can be a really bad idea if you\u2019re shifting to a P.G. with twenty one other girls, you\u2019re overwhelmingly attached to your dog you left back at home, you\u2019re supposed to cook everyday but then wash the utensils yourself too and you get a bed with no electric socket within reach and this is exactly how I moved to another city.<\/p>
It\u2019s a difficult choice when you\u2019ve got to choose between your birthplace and the city you\u2019ve been brought up at especially when your birthplace is an overcrowded, fatally polluted city constantly conspiring to kill you by having a car run over you or simply by choking you on its exhaust. \nNot that I never wanted to come back to Delhi and live here alone and feel all grown up but it was different than what I thought it\u2019d be. The worst part was having to adjust with people. Adjusting with people at college and workplace is understandable but having to adjust with people who I shared the room with was probably the most challenging things I\u2019ve done in my entire life. They were both science students and I being an art student had some real hard time dealing with them writing files all the time while I\u2019d have completed all my novels already and feeling like the most useless person in the room. The disgusting part was having my favourite t-shirt stolen and most annoying was having my \u201cghar ka khana\u201d looted.<\/p>
My life at the PG was a mess but college was supportive with like-minded people who shared my love for literature as well as coffee. College wasn\u2019t like any of the ones in KJo movies and I could not be happier about it. The college football field turned into a perfect picnic spot like the parks at India Gate in winters and having a squad people called #goals to hang out with made me look forward to each new day.\nIt\u2019s almost been two years since it all happened.<\/p>
The seventeen year old who left home to move to another city is nineteen now and is adapted to the life of a traveller trying to balance life between two cities. The weird thing about moving out for studies is that you no longer \u201cbelong\u201d to a place. When you go home to the family, you\u2019re like a guest while no matter how long you stay in the other city that little feeling of being an outsider doesn\u2019t seem to go because everyday you see your friends going back home to their families while you\u2019ve to go back to your room mates.<\/p>
Two years have passed, life at PG has changed and so has life at college. A senior from college once told me that nothing like a \u201csquad\u201d can last in college and I downright refused to believe him till it happened to be true. There were good times and nasty ones as well that I'd probably talk about in the next part.<\/p>
Nevertheless, I\u2019ve got another year to go at college and I cannot wait to see what it holds for me. \n\n\n<\/p>"}]
Someone has rightly said that \" School days are the best days in ones life \" and \" College days once gone will never come back \" !!<\/p>
Both the statements have there own importance and cannot be compared. Going down the memory lane and talking about school days, when life was so much more secure and easy, when innocence was our identity, when fights were so much more fun and solvable, when canteen hangouts summed up all the fun, when hangout sessions with your group or that one best friend was all you needed in life, when competition was at its peek specially during 12 std board exams and we all were trying hard to cope up with it and not to forget those nostalgic moments of your farewell. Life was not that easy as being a child we had our childish problems as well but it was full of mixed experiences and emotions to remember for life. Well those were some beautiful years!<\/p>
Also, while in 11 std we all go through that phase when we are surrounded by pressure from parents, tutions and school. Then comes the stress of board exams and entrance exams for higher education. There are many students who are crystal clear about there future career plans and work hard accordingly towards their goals. On the other hand there are many students who are under sheer confusion and are surrounded by 100 questions like whether they have chosen the correct subjects or not ? whether they will score good or not? whether they will get a decent college or not ? and many more such haunting questions that lead to low self confidence. <\/p>
Undoubtedly, this phase is tiring, stressful and important but once board exams are over and you are out of school, real struggle of getting into a decent college and course begins.<\/p>
Life before getting into college is different, it might be stressful or might be smooth. This is the time when many are not able to decide whether course should be given primary importance or the college, many are not able to get through entrance examinations, many despite of getting admissions into good colleges are not sure about the course, many unable to clear entrances have to take a year or more than a year gap, many are confused between various career options available to them and amidst all this admission chaos we at times end up messing with our mental health. <\/p>
My life during that phase was terrible and taught me a lot! While I was trying to secure seat for my preferable course and college I ended up getting admission into a course which was certainly my last option of all and a course that I was not much satisfied with. It is truly said that when you are planning for your future, destiny certainly has completely opposite plans in store for you. I just wanted a college and a good course as I didn't wanted to drop my year at any cost. After some moments of struggle I finally got admitted into a good college and course but now the question that was playing badminton within my head was that whether I was satisfied with my choice or not? should I leave the college and drop a year and prepare for entrances again? should I or should I not? I mean those initial months of college though smooth but were hell confusing to me!<\/p>
But to be honest, I wont say that this was the best decision or something because I still don't know what to do ahead but I definitely don't regret my decision now because I have discovered myself more and slowly I have become pretty comfortable with my course. I get to learn something new everyday and I am doing good with my life right now.<\/p>
All I want to conclude is that some things are just bound to happen and even if it is not in your favor right now it does not mean that life is over. Well, bad phases are a part of life and not your whole life!<\/p>
Everything will be soon okay and you will definitely start figuring things out productively and practically. Not getting into your dream college or course and for that matter not even a college, it is not the end as you can still work hard. Pressure and stress will only make situations worst. Accepting things and life the way they are can actually take a beautiful turn! <\/p>"}]
I look to a day when people will not be judged by the colour of their skin, but by the content of their character.\n- Martin Luther King, Jr.<\/p>
The need for him to state this was because people judge others based on their skin colour. People tend to frame a mind-set for a particular individual by the way he\/she walks, dresses, eats and drinks but most importantly by the colour of their skin. Everyone holds up an I-don\u2019t-believe-in-racism banner to show off how cool and open minded they are, but in reality the scenario seems to be a little different.<\/p>
A person is not considered beautiful by the way he\/she looks but by their nature and humanity. The purity of soul of an individual is what beauty is all about. <\/p>
Winnie Harlow is a Canadian fashion model, spokesperson and activist. She gained prominence as a contestant on the twenty-first cycle of the US television series America's Next Top Model, and is known for having a prominent form of the skin condition vitiligo. <\/p>
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She was diagnosed with the chronic skin condition vitiligo, characterized by depigmentation of portions of the skin, at the age of four. <\/p>
Today she is a fashion icon and holds all beauty records one wishes for. \nNo one individual can decide if a person is beautiful or not. Not even the person himself. Outer beauty can vanish when inner beauty tends to stay within forever. <\/p>
Is Winnie Harlow not beautiful or any less beautiful then other models? She is even better than others. Her courage and love for herself has proved the world wrong in terms of discrimination in terms of skin colour. <\/p>
What about the acid victims? Those pretty women who go through pain and such harsh moment of emotional imbalance, were they not beautiful? If they were beautiful before then what makes you change your decision about their beauty after the incident? Just because they became victim of something they did not even sign for? <\/p>
They are still beautiful. They have the courage to carry out their beauty even after such inhumanity. <\/p>
Acid attacks are a form of violence against women, where the perpetrator splashes a person or object with acid in order to deface or kill them. \n <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1486748940436","data":"589dfd527c50d"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1486748945662","data":"
Acid attacks are seen as one of the most vicious crimes as it causes perpetual suffering to the victim. As acid melts flesh and even the bones of a person, it causes an unparalleled degree of pain to the victim and leaves her mutilated and scarred as well as gives permanent disabilities at times such as blindness. <\/p>
There are loads of women who face such situation. What was there fault? Were they too beautiful and some people couldn\u2019t stand that? <\/p>
These women still stand with pride and courage even after facing such cruelty. How can they not be beautiful? <\/p>
They are beautiful. Their beauty glows from within. <\/p>
We see different shades of beauty all around the globe. It\u2019s time we start loving them instead of judging them. <\/p>
Because It doesn\u2019t matter what you look like, where you came from, what religion you follow, or the colour of your skin; we\u2019re all human beings.\n<\/p>"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1486748793298","data":"
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\nAlmost everyone in the world who owns a smartphone have WhatsAPP running in it..!\n<\/p>
So,here is a new featured added to WhatsApp in its latest update 2.17.24 which was released on 20\/01\/2017.And yeah,very few of us are aware of it.This feature is an optional \u201ctwo step verification\u201dfeature which makes it much more difficult for people to gain unauthorised access into your messaging account. <\/p>
Without two-step verification,all someone needs to verify a WhatsApp account linked to your phone number-and view all the messages within it-is your phone number and temporary access to your phone(one-step verification works by sending a code via text message to the phone number you enter).But if you activate two-step verification,they will now need to enter a passcode too..!<\/p>
Here\u2019s how it to set it up<\/p>
Update your WhatsApp app first to 2.17.24 version.<\/p>
Settings>account>two step verification>enable.<\/p>
And here you go,a completely secured WhatsAppdate..! <\/p>"}]
Talking of grammar Nazism reminds me of this one instance from when I was back in high school. I just walked into my home after school and there was a balding man on the sofa with tea and biscuits served on the table and I instantly started praying that this shouldn\u2019t be some relative who decided to catch up after years and by catching up meant staying four nights at my home. I hadn\u2019t seen that ostentatious man and that beer belly before and mom introduced him to be my grandpa\u2019s-cousin\u2019s-wife\u2019s-brother\u2019s- I don\u2019t remember where it ended. After exchanging greetings, he started telling us about his life at Canada (or \u201cKanneda\u201d as he called it).<\/p>
He said, \u201cI wanted to attend to the wedding but couldn\u2019t went..\u201d\nI couldn\u2019t help but interrupt, \u201cCouldn\u2019t go. You don\u2019t use second form of word with \u2018did\u2019.<\/p>
This happened a few times till my mom excused us into the kitchen and gave me an earful about how disrespectful and mean it was of me to correct him like that multiple times. It was that day I realized that it had gotten into my habit because every time I corrected him, it was instinctive and involuntary.\nIt wasn\u2019t long before my friends and family started regarding me as a \u2018Grammar Nazi\u2019.<\/p>
I am a person who'd get irritated by the wrong use of \u201cyour\u201d and \u201cyou\u2019re\u201d, \u201cthere\u201d and \u201ctheir\u201d, wrong placement of apostrophes and someone who\u2019s turned off when someone I find attractive lacks proper grammar. I advise people to use \u201cgrammarly\u201d all the time and most of my social media comments on people\u2019s statuses are nothing but grammatical corrections.<\/p>
I came across this article by The Daily Mail some time ago wherein they wrote that studies reveal that Grammar Nazis are introverts and disagreeable people. I don\u2019t believe in generalizing but every point they made was true for me. That was probably that day I started believing that I am one of the Grammar Nazis.<\/p>
Being a Grammar Nazi isn\u2019t something done to belittle people (unless in an argument, obviously.), but is done with a sub conscious instinct. 99% of the time, I feel compelled to correct spelling and grammar without being aware of it. It\u2019s like an OCD, if I see an error my brain just snaps and I need to correct it right there. I just cannot seem to put my red pen away and ignore little errors that might have crawled in.<\/p>
It wasn\u2019t long before the people around me started getting irritated at me and I had to keep myself alert to not even unconsciously correct grammatical errors in everything I came across.\nI started with controlling my habit of marking errors in the books or articles that I read and curbing my urge to correct typos in the text messages people sent me.<\/p>
I realized that I\u2019ve somehow grown more patient towards people too.\nHowever, it has not made any difference to my love for correct use of language but has certainly made me tolerant towards grammatical mistakes and helped me hate myself a little less whenever I happened to make some error.\n<\/p>"}]
The first thing that comes to your mind when you hear this name, A legend.<\/p>
Roger Federer, the swiss tennis star at the age of 35, won the Australian Open 2017 beating his nemesis, Nadal.<\/p>
Who said age was a barrier? This tennis legend still strives to achieve even better results in his field. \"All you have to do is find a passion. And for me, its tennis\".<\/p>Federer won the Wimbledon boys' singles and doubles titles in 1998, and turned professional later that year. At Wimbledon in 2001, he caused a sensation by knocking out reigning singles champion Pete Sampras in the fourth round. In 2003, following a successful season on grass, Federer became the first Swiss man to win a Grand Slam title when he emerged victorious at Wimbledon. And from there, began his journey towards winning 18 grand slams and more maybe.
Federer held on to his World no.1 ranking from 2004 into 2008.<\/p>
In 2008, Federer beat Scottish player Andy Murray at the U.S. Open\u2014his fifth U.S. Open win. However, that year proved to be a difficult time in Federer's career: He lost to rival Rafael Nadal at both the French Open and Wimbledon, and lost to another young star, Novak Djokovic, at the 2008 Australian Open. His ranking also slid to No. 2 for the first time in four years.<\/p>
He never gave up. No matter how many times he lost a match, he never lost hope. Federer is known as the Gentleman of Tennis. His backhand is the most powerful one in the game. A lot of players have adapted Roger's game because he is legend- wait for it- dary.<\/p>
The heart will always want Federer to win every match and to never retire.<\/p>Roger Federer, A legend."}]
I used to think \u2018some stories are better untold\u2019 till the day I realized how liberating opening up to someone feels. In a world full of stone hearts and judgemental minds; where you won\u2019t come to know when your secrets turn into gossips, it\u2019s obvious to be dubious about putting your trust in someone and opening up to them. but isn\u2019t life all about the chances that we take?<\/p>
It\u2019s funny coming from a misanthrope like me, but as I sit here writing this post I utterly know how toxic bottling up is.\n\nPersonally, bottling up led to a lot of imprudent overthinking and self hatred. It was as bad as holding a loaded gun on my head and the uninterrupted voices at the back of my mind asking me to shoot. And when this happens, no sleeping pills or cigarettes can bring about peace while the endless war goes about in your head.<\/p>
It\u2019s rather funny how I decided to open up about my past, my fears and my vulnerabilities. One morning at four I sat sleepless on my bed contemplating the reasons I could consider living for I decided to take some help from the internet. I searched for \u2018the least painful way to kill myself\u2019 on google and the results were all about the suicide prevention techniques and helplines. I didn\u2019t go through them but I didn\u2019t continue on my search any further either.<\/p>
I knew I was losing my peace and sleep (and I was sure I\u2019d be losing all my mind if I didn\u2019t do anything about it soon) and so I decided to talk.<\/p>
Talk about everything that made me who I am. The unfulfilled expectations, the violation, the failed relationships and all the misery I had confined to myself for all these years.<\/p>
I did.<\/p>
It wasn\u2019t easy and it wasn\u2019t always the right person I chose but eventually it taught me when to trust or not trust (or maybe just pretend to trust) people. It was a rebellious act towards my own self as a person who\u2019d rather whisper her stories to dogs than talk to humans.\n\nI\u2019ve ended up learning that I\u2019m enough even without the people who walked out of my life after violating and taking away parts of me.<\/p>
Dirt brains have existed and will go on existing, but;<\/p>
I learned to trust. I learned to \u201cun\u201dtrust.<\/p>
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(No matter how bad a situation is or no matter how depressed you feel, help is always around. All you need to do is gather a little courage to open up about it. Opening up is no doubt the first step towards self acceptance and once you've accepted yourself, there's no going back into the dark. You're precious and life is beautiful and never worth giving up on.)<\/p>"}]
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