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If time travel is possible where are the tourists from the future? <\/i><\/p>
Time travel is the strategy of going back in time to the past or forwards to the future to correct the mistakes you have done in your life or to know the future beforehand. Time travel has always fascinated humans. People have often wanted to go back in time because of regrets or mistakes. But I was getting attracted to the concept of time travel to visualize the scenes of the story narrated by my father \u2018\u2019How I Met Your Mother\u2019\u2019.<\/i><\/p>
The only way you can go back in time is the time travel itself. If time travel is possible, then will it be helpful for human beings to go back to the past.<\/p>
For many years time travel was the idea of fiction and science theory. This was all the part of the world\u2019s imagination until recently. Scientists now believe that the current laws of physics allow us to travel through time. But there is no time travel without paradox.\n\n<\/p>
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What Is A Paradox <\/b><\/p>
A paradox is a proposition that leads to a conclusion that seems somewhat senseless or logically unacceptable. To make you all understand this in a better way I will use a personal theory of mine. When I really wanted to go back in time and see how my father met my mother it would be ridiculous because I won\u2019t exist before even they met each other. So this is highly impossible. <\/p>
And if at all I had to use a time machine to go back in time and change something in the past which would still remain worthless. I will explain it using an example.<\/p>
Since the rank I got in my Eamcet examination was not up to the mark, I landed up in some college but I wanted an even better one. I wanted to correct it using the concept of time travel. Now there are two possibilities here.<\/p>
1. I went back to the past using a time machine or some kind of magic and I started working even harder, studied day and night and got a good number in the examination and got into my dream college. Now, here I would meet a new set of friends and faculty. But, what would happen to my old peers and lecturers I met before time travel!!<\/p>
So, time travel can\u2019t be worth it because if you change something in the past, it will affect a lot in your future. The people you know in the past may not be the same people in the future as you have changed something in the past. Different theories are stating that there may be a parallel universe and other versions of us.<\/i><\/b><\/p>
2. If I want to time travel and change something in the past, I will not be able to do that, because you will not remember what had happened in your future and probably I would study the same way and would land up in the same college again.<\/p>
Life isn\u2019t 24 movie starring our favorite hero Surya where we can go back and change our past like him.<\/i> Though time travel is possible there would be a paradox that would make it impossible.<\/p>
Probably God is more powerful than humans and so we cannot change what is written in our fate. Come out of fantasies and start living in the practical world.<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1569510663570","data":"5d8cd7bf635fe"}]
Putting wrong foot in the right sandal. Writing beleive instead of believe in english dictation. Not remembering the nine table in mathematics because we knew the 9 to 1 trick. Eating too much of horlicks and adding 2 more spoons of sugar in milk before drinking were the only wrong things that I was aware of at the age of 8.I had too little knowledge of too much to know that touching and being touched had a loving and predatory side to it. It was a hectic tuesday with humid air and sticky pigtails with little sweet smell of jhonsons shampoo in my brown hair. Grey Pinafore over white blouse with a small tie was the school\u2019s dress code. Sand ingrained in nails, eyes tired after a long day and after my shiny black shoes into brown after too much running was when we decided to take an auto back home. What would 2 kids, one 8 and the other 10 know about getting an auto. My brother and I ran towards the most facny looking auto and started our 20 minute journey. Being the little brat sister, I had the privilege to drown in sleep during our ride back home whilst older brother duties of getting back home safe were being taken care of. But my sleep was soon out of the water when the driver offered me to sit with him in the front. He bribed me with handful of eclair chocolate.Soon I was sitting with him in front, devouring the chocolates that couldn\u2019t even fit into my fist. I remember he\u2019d ask me questions like my favourite color, best friend\u2019s name, number of moles on my body, favourite food, the color of my nail paint and my underwear, favourite parent, favourite rhyme and favourite teacher touching me all this while. My back touching his chest, hands on his lap, his nose in my hair, my body between his legs and his toes touching my bare legs. I was oblivious to what was happening to me all the way back home. It didn\u2019t feel right but it also didn\u2019t feel wrong. He also promised me that it was our little secret which couldn\u2019t be shared with anyone and it was only for the lucky ones like me who\u2019d get a chance to experience it. I remember his impure touch, the chills and the sweet taste of the chocolate which is now unholy, impure and gut wrenching. A part of the sexual harassment is that it made think it was my fault because I answered him. It was my fault because I pushed the incident down for 6-8 years, denying to the fact that I was only 8 years old and I had no knowledge whatsoever of what was actually happening. It was my fault because I was a unaware of what was happening to me. It was my fault because I was sold in the name of chocolates. My fault because I was a girl, wearing knee length pinafore and tight socks. This is what harassment does to you. It breaks you, takes you, makes you into a guilt-stricken person that will always flinch and the dodge the hands of people who dares to touch.<\/p>"}]
One of incidents that burned in my memory. I was running through the downtown in a small city where I went to college. I was standing on a street corner with another woman waiting for the walk sign to turn. During the red light, a car with four college-aged kids started screaming in my direction. I heard, \" Hey, running girl, nice ass. You should go to formal with my friend! \" The red light seemed to last forever, while they yelled things like \"You can wear that if you want\",\"look at those legs\" and it's tomorrow night, can you come?! \" I felt humiliated, and I tooked to the woman next to me for some comfort in this shared moment. She didn't make eye contact, avoided looking at me or the car. When the light finally turned green, they screeched away, and I turned to woman and she looked at me, turned red, and quickly went away without saying anything. The worst part about the whole thing, honestly, is when I think back to the woman I was standing with. Obviously, I don't ever want to be treated that way, but I also don't want men turning women against each other. <\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569426390907},{"id":1569427553649,"type":"img","data":"5d8b90613b471"}]
I still remember that day! He asked me to sign for a post my family received. While I was searching for a pen, he offered one out of his pocket. He took me to a corner of our staircase, handed over some papers and said he would give me a chocolate. Little did I see the change in shade of his eyes. That postman \"Bhaiyya\" was blinded by lust, enough to forget that, what he was going to do at that moment would leave a kid helpless. His hands started crawling on my body, creeping me out at every place he touched. I pleaded him to leave me with tears rolling on my cheeks but his heart was so numb to understand the pain in my eyes. He then started unzipping his pants and tea-bagged me for a couple of minutes, gripping my wrist to ensure I wasn't running away. Within few minutes, he took away my worth, my intimacy and most importantly, my voice. A flood of mixtured emotions, my helplessness in not understanding that toxic foreign touch on my body clouded my heart silencing my tongue from screaming. Gathering up that little courage left in me, I pushed him away from me and ran into my room, hiding behind a door for straight two hours until I understood he left the place. Years passed, but that remained as a nightmare. Regret and self blame followed me everywhere, doubting every person I come across. Growing up with messages like, \"SEND BOBS AND VAGENE\" were indeed becoming common in 8 out of every 10 girls around me. Is this harassment or sexual terrorism? The main reason behind sharing an incident of my life is that it's not just me alone, but there are so many unheard stories hiding behind shadows of societal pressures, insecurity etc. Among all the people in the world, a highest of 54 percentage of victims of sexual assault are under the age of 30. With each passing day, harassments have taken various forms like Visual, Physical, Mental etc. Living in a society that brushes things under the rug rather than facing them. We can understand how much of an impact it creates when even the most powerful souls hesitate to speak up. Luckily, the modern world has brought up mediums like SHE teams, METOO movements, counselling processes and helplines that are trying to build in courage for people to share their pain. Be it a kid, man, woman or any person should never feel victimized to share their story, because we never know who might need some warmth and light to talk it out. There is always a good day after a bad one! and everyone of us are strong enough to pick ourselves up and move on from things toxic to our well being. Let us all allow positivity to guide us and strengthen us and make us a better person with each passing day.<\/p>"}]
It's no more called Eve-Teasing or Harassment, everything comes under Sexual Abuse.<\/i><\/p>
Records or Surveys reveal that it is obvious for a woman to become the victim of sexual harassment at least once in their lifetime. As so even I faced it a few years ago.<\/p>
I was in my 12th standard where I was supposed to walk almost 2km from the bus stop to reach my college. As usual, one day I was on my way to college where I noticed a guy following me, I was panicked and started walking even faster and he continued to follow me matching my pace. I went inside the college and so watchman stopped him from entering inside. He did the same when I was on my way of returning home.<\/p>
The next day I was scared of the same thing that it may repeat so I tied a scarf to cover my face but he still did the same and the second day he was not just following me but walking my side asking me to give my number or to tell my name, but I just continued walking straight looking down. The saddest part was though a few people walking on the road noticed it no one bothered to stop him and question him!!!<\/p>
On the third day, I was scared so I just stayed at home and when my mom asked about it I told her that I thought he would just stop following me after a day but he continued to do so and I'm afraid of walking along the same path again. The next day my dad accompanied me till the college and so he stopped following me from then.<\/p>
Not only this single case there are many more as such, like, I used to get a harassing call from an unknown number and whenever I blocked him he would call me again with a new number. It all stopped when my dad called and warned him.<\/p>
And even I get to hear a lot of comments while walking on roads and the looks of men when I'm standing alone in a bus stand.<\/p>
I just wanted to say one thing to all the girls, when all this happens just do not keep silent, speak out and remember that you are not alone and you have at least one person to rescue you from it. There's also a movement that started in India called #MeToo<\/b>, where many women in the news media, Indian films, and even within the government came to speak out and bring allegations of sexual harassment against several perpetrators.<\/p>
And, to the society, every girl you find with trouble near your surroundings just go and try to help her as she is equally important to her family like how your family members are important to you!<\/p>
\"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter\"<\/b>.<\/p>"}]
CATIA started as an in-house development in 1977 by French aircraft manufacturer AVIONS MARCEL DASSAULT, at that time customer of the CADAM software[1] to develop Dassault's Mirage fighter jet. It was later adopted by the aerospace, automotive, shipbuilding, and other industries.\n\nInitially named CATI (conception assist\u00e9e tridimensionnelle interactive \u2013 French for interactive aided three-dimensional design ), it was renamed CATIA in 1981 when Dassault created a subsidiary to develop and sell the software and signed a non-exclusive distribution agreement with IBM.[2]\n\nIn 1984, the Boeing Company chose CATIA V2 as its main 3D CAD tool, becoming its largest customer.\n\nIn 1988, CATIA V3 was ported from mainframe computers to Unix.\n\nIn 1990, General Dynamics Electric Boat Corp chose CATIA as its main 3D CAD tool to design the U.S. Navy's Virginia class submarine[3][4][5]. Also, Lockheed was selling its CADAM system worldwide through the channel of IBM since 1978.\n\nIn 1992, CADAM was purchased from IBM, and the next year CATIA CADAM V4 was published.\n\nIn 1996, it was ported from one to four Unix operating systems, including IBM AIX, Silicon Graphics IRIX, Sun Microsystems SunOS, and Hewlett-Packard HP-UX.\n\nIn 1998, V5 was released and was an entirely rewritten version of CATIA with support for UNIX, Windows NT and Windows XP (since 2001).[6]\n\nIn the years prior to 2000, problems caused by incompatibility between versions of CATIA (Version 4 and Version 5) led to $6.1B in additional costs due to years of project delays in production of the Airbus A380.[7]\n\nIn 2008, Dassault Syst\u00e8mes released CATIA V6.[8] While the server can run on Microsoft Windows, Linux or AIX, client support for any operating system other than Microsoft Windows was dropped.[9]\n\nIn November 2010, Dassault Syst\u00e8mes launched CATIA V6R2011x, the latest release of its PLM2.0 platform, while continuing to support and improve its CATIA V5 software.\n\nIn June 2011, Dassault Syst\u00e8mes launched V6 R2012.\n\nIn 2012, Dassault Syst\u00e8mes launched V6 2013x.\n\nIn 2014, Dassault Syst\u00e8mes launched 3DEXPERIENCE Platform R2014x [10] and CATIA on the Cloud, a cloud version of its software.[11][12]\n\nIn 2018, Dassault Syst\u00e8mes launched 3DExperience Marketplaces to connect CATIA Users, with manufacturers, standard parts creators and engineers.[13]\n\nIn 2019, 3DExperience Marketplaces launched an Add-in in Catia, to connect directly manufacturers with designers.[14]\n\n\n<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569419969958},{"id":1569420042913,"type":"img","data":"5d8b730b51711"},{"id":1569420031346,"type":"img","data":"5d8b72ffbbb74"},{"id":1569420016638,"type":"img","data":"5d8b72f106384"}]
Once upon a time there was a king with four wives, one day king got sick and was on his death bed.He was afraid of being in the afterlife alone so he asked his fourth wife which he loved the most and bought her diamonds, gold and elegant clothing. He asked her would you die with me? and go with me to the afterlife?The\u00a0fourth wife\u00a0replied I\u2019m sorry I can\u2019t do that and walked away.He also loved his third wife he was very proud and would show her off to neighbouring kingdoms, so he called on his third wife and asked would you accompany me to the afterlife.The\u00a0third wife\u00a0replied I love my life too much. I\u2019m sorry I cannot go with you and when you die I\u2019m going to remarry. His second wife has always been there for him in his times of need, so he asked would you accompany me to the afterlife?The\u00a0second wife\u00a0then replied I\u2019m sorry that I can\u2019t help you out this time, but what I can do is arrange your funeral and I will be there for your funeral.A voice called out and said. I\u2019ll leave with you and follow you wherever you go even if it is to the afterlife.The King looked it was his\u00a0first wife, but this was the wife that he took care of the least. He felt embarrassed and said I\u2019m sorry I should\u2019ve taken better care of you and given you more attention when I was alive.\n\nThe moral of this story is that WE ALL HAVE FOUR WIVES..\n\nOur fourth wife is\u00a0our body, we like to decorate it with nice jewellery, nice clothing but at the end it can\u2019t follow us to the afterlife.\n\nThe Third wife represents\u00a0our possessions, we spend so much time trying to gather possessions but in the end they cannot follow us to the afterlife and it will be given to other people just like the third wife said she\u2019s going to remarry.\n\nThe second wife is\u00a0our friends and family. We trust them they\u2019re always there for us in times of need, but the farthest they can go with us is to our funeral and send us off.\n\nThe first wife represents\u00a0our soul, we usually neglect taking care of our soul but that is the thing that will follow us to the afterlife.\n\nCare for your body, keep it healthy. Enjoy your possessions and the comfort they provide. Cherish your friends and family for the love that they provide, But don\u2019t forget to take care of your soul, nourish your soul.\n\nTake time to be alone. Take time to pray. Take time to meditate. Because it is the source of all your life and your most faithful friend.\n\n<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569399594350}]
Soon the Indian subcontinent is going to celebrate the 150th birth anniversary of the father of this nation mahatma Gandhi....By now many abhiyans have been introduced by the govt. of India to celebrate this event with pomp and glory. Already events like swachh Bharat have shown their mark in the way of tribute. In this context we all must consider some aspects regarding India...those occupy the top rows of chart when any other nation's people speak of our country..<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569317603934},{"data":"
All of us have been hearing this line since childhood \"India is a developing country\"..I have heard it lots of times and I guess you all have too...we see other developed countries flying off earth unto mars before us and fail in doing so..as a developing country we try and launch mangalyan to the mars because we are a developing country...we try to overcome all our economic faults to flourish India in brighter paths..<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569317952539},{"data":"
Yet India doesn't top the table..it doesn't mark up the world with its methods and it has not yet become a developed country..all the folk speak abroad for studies, for jobs and even compare the culture of India to the nation they visited but don't realise they are so because most of our Indian geniuses are residing there..WHY?? India is considered to have taught the world culture, the art of living, it taught the world to love and it has once been the richest country in the globe...we introduced lipis and we showed the world the way of unity in diversity..<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569319626167},{"data":"
We count on slower development whenever the government changes..we always fight against each other in the houses rather discuss the ways to solve problems..we have lots of places to ask justice for but still we see people left unseen..we have a very good figure of upsc graduates but still we see lots of criminals walking on roads with us..we teach the culture of respecting women yet we receive a lots of news on abuse and rapes on daily basis....WHY??<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569319985209},{"data":"
Is it because we believe that even if hundreds of criminals are loosened there must be no punishment for an innocent or because we give everyone and everything a second chance to change and repent for...or are we really not capable for something tough? \nNo!!it's because we believe in people..if it is for tough decisions..we couldn't have got ban on currency and latest restriction of article 375.. we are capable of the toughest but we believe in live and let live..we curse the government for things that are bad but we don't realise we make them worse..if ever you really think of tributing the great warriors of India, who stood like rocks for our freedom.. today NASA is proposing to tie up with ISRO for launching satellite to sun is also a major recognition for Indian brains.. as a team we are able achieve such greater heights then why not as individuals? do it by changing your deeds, raise your tolerance levels and the way you see things..I have started my part it's your turn to join me...ask yourselves what are we proud of..development or decaying deeds which stops India back at the race? Happiest Gandhi Jayanthi for those who try to achieve his goals and for those too who need to know them now...<\/p>","type":"txt","id":1569324178239},{"data":"
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AutoCAD<\/b> is a commercial computer-aided design application developed by Autodesk. It is specially a desktop app running on micro computers with internal graphic controller. It also has pre-defined commands which are used to design.<\/p>
AutoCAD<\/i> is generally used in industries, by Architects, engineers, graphic designers, city planners and professionals. Before you design it will ask in which field you want to design. The commands and units are different for each field. AutoCAD<\/i> is licensed and it is first designed for Windows software. It also has features like 2D, 3D and 3D max. <\/p>
Here are some of my AutoCAD designs: first is basically called as Plan which is 2D and next is Royal Enfield front elevation and last is 3D football.<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1569329744095","data":"5d8a19fa5497a"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1569329744097","data":"5d8a1a33e8353"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1569329744098","data":"5d8a1a40eb537"}]
When we used to go to school there is a dress code rule we used to follow. Dress code brings about unity and eliminates discrimination. Yes, uniforms can groom your personality. Wearing a uniform is mandatory at the school level. But, uniform at the college level is it really necessary, don\u2019t you think it just vanishes the difference between school and college. As in colleges if there is a common dress code for all students there is no chance of improvement in our dressing sense. If one thinks from the perspective of a student. We wear the dress in school life for about 12-15 years. After that, we are again wearing a dress in college life. After that, we also further wear a dress in companies or organizations. Then when will the time come when we wear our dresses other than college dress. I think that\u2019s a good time to wear them. Also, a person is known for its intelligence, not from the dress code. Clothes do not define the personality or the intelligence of a person. College life is the time a person should be allowed to experiment with his\/her independence before the person becomes fully independent (after college). That relates to clothes as much as thoughts. Besides, colleges should provide time for research and studies instead of shifting the student's focus on such insignificant topics (what to wear?).<\/p>
There are already laws governing the acceptable appearance of people in public. As long as a student is within the standards and should not be ticketed or fined, there should be no problem. We don't need more rules imposed on the dress code by our institutions. Instituting a dress code on students is poor form and makes your university or college seem prude and old-fashioned. This is not a compliment for an institution dedicated to learning and the expansion of ideas.<\/p>"}]
I was looking at my father , with a pain hidden in my eyes . He came to me, tapped on my back and said it's time to begin your life never give up at the cost of any reason .I curled up a smile with a string of lies . This situation was faced by every girl or boy when he or she was entering into their hostel life . <\/p>
It's almost 7:30pm I sat on my cot and sorting my things accordingly . One of my roommates informed me about the dinner time and asked me to accompany her in the dining hall . I felt some relief after talking to her . After few days I started to mingle with my roommates and started to enter into a fully joyed environment . As days passing I totally mingled with everyone . <\/p>
I will never forget those days with full of late-night out games , group studies a day before exams, cursing hotel food , spending lots of money in canteen, cheating wardens at nights ,whining about no money , sleeping on benches at the time of lecture , sharing snacks with friends , ringing parents from visitor's mobiles, passing answers in the exam , secretly maintaining mobiles, new year eve, quarrelling with friends for silly reasons , and what not we had done . <\/p>
The most memorable part in my hostel life is my birthday, that was a big surprise to me from my friends . They presented me with my favourite little Krishna idol and we had lots of fun . I will never forget that morning in my life . <\/p>
By looking at the silly pics we had clicked from someone's mobile ,I reminded all those memories and laughed at myself . <\/p>
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