Its 'Deep'awali...

Hi friends!🙋
I wanted to discuss with you something very important. But before any serious and boring discussion begins😑 a little entertainment😁 will be better. Let's take a glide into the festive month.🎁                                             
 Navratri, the pious period of nine days that witnesses a lot of Bhakti towards female deities, starts with the day called Pratham Sthapna or Pahilthapna, in the local dialect. Many people keep a fast on this day but the motivation for everyone fasting is not the same. Most fast because of their dedication towards the godesses🙏, some to relax the digestive system for a day😌, some even to get that tasty fasting stuff😜 (the so called falahar) and people like me (the most innocent you know) just because everyone else in the family is fasting😉😂.
My experience with fasting is not very good. As a kid I once appealed Mom that I would keep a fast. That day after time immemorial the fulki wala 😈, popcorn wala👿, halwa wala👹 and gudia ka baal wala👺 all got the time to visit my street.😡😭 (If only I could ban their entry into my street for the fear that they will pollute my vrat😷 #sabarimala). Thus, I fasted for an enormous 10 hrs after which my patience bid me a good bye😰.
With such nightmarish experience of fast I feel amazed to see people fasting for nine days😱. My god!! Although a few have water and fruits as falahar, most of them have nothing except fried potato, peanuts, singhade ki pooris, sabudane ki tehri, kuttu ki poori, light vegetable, fruits, dry fruits, milk, tea😱😱. Huh!!! I literally worry for their health.
That feeling of keeping a fast itself makes a person hungry. However, fasting sometimes becomes no fasting at all because the number of dishes, the fat and carbs and the magnanimous calorie content therein (as above) fills the stomach more than that on a non fasting day.😆
But what is beautiful about fasting in India is the kind of respect you get when on visiting someone you say," Arey No No.... I would take nothing. Today is my fast." Have you ever tried this? Believe me, this statement will get you either something very special to eat, made just for you😛 or numerous good wishes from the host who were just upset that they will have to prepare some sophisticated refreshment for you.😒
Navratri ends with navami and dussehra.
Navami, the day when you actually realise the lop sided gender ratio in your locality as you face dearth of girl children for kanyabhoj👧. Navami is one of those days when a girl child actually feels how special she is👰👸. But a little request to everyone out there, "Please don't make girls goddesses. Let them remain humans at least. It is better to be a human the whole year than being a deity for a day." Though I can see the change and I appreciate it whole heartedly👍. I just imagine a day when women's achievement will make news not just for the reason that they are women.
Eg, if I ask you that who is the first Indian cricketer to have made 2000 runs in T 20, hardly anyone (who does not know the answer) would utter Mithali Raj's name. Am I right?
Well, next comes Dussehra, the time we burn the effigies of Ravana👹. I shall discuss it a little later.

A few days after Dussehra comes the most awaited- Diwali✨. I always used to wait eagerly for diwali. Do you know why? Because that was the only day when Mumma strictly told me that the next day i.e. on Pareva, I should not study,📚🚫 not even for a second. It is the only lucky day when parents become strict for NOT studying. 😝Do you have the same case? Hmmm?
Well, here is a small story-
Like every diwali even this diwali Vidhi was on the terrace lighting diya when she heard a blast and then a loud wail. As she peeped down the railings she found that a cracker had come from nowhere and exploded near Chhotu, the neighbourhood boy, injuring him badly. But as she was looking down, the rocket (that Chhotu had ignited few seconds ago) from the bottle flew passed Vidhi, close enough for the heat to be felt. The noise from the rocket and that fear of horrific accident temporarily deafened Vidhi. She sat down holding her head and only after a good span of time could she breathe normally. She had missed an accident by less than an inch. But Chhotu couldn't.
By now you must have got an idea of what was the 'something' that I wanted to discuss. A little questionnaire for all my readers-
Q1- Do you burn Crackers?
Q2- If yes, why?
Q3- Imagine I ask you for your LPG cylinder to use it for bonfire, your headphones to use them as shoe laces and your permission to take away the doors of your house. If I give you the same reason, as you gave in 'Q2', will you give me the above things?😕😲 Sounds ridiculous. Right? But look! You ought to, if you demand my ambient atmosphere, my peace and my security for the same reason.🙅
I understand what one gets by burning crackers. One gets a lot of thrill and entertainment. Even I as a child was fascinated at them, but note, only as a child. As I grew up my parents taught me the cons of fireworks and I, like many of you left burning crackers over a decade ago. For the ones who still can't abandon burning crackers, I list here the cons of these 'nothing for good' items.
1. Pollution- Crackers no matter audio or video type are excessive polluters and if you have good olfactory receptors (smelling capacity) you can easily detect the difference between smells of the diwali and a non diwali night.😷
2. Noise- In addition to this who doesn't know the unnecessary sound it creates that causes temporary uneasiness to permanent damages especially to infants and elderly staying even streets apart. Okay one interesting question to those who love burning chain or, better to say, brain crackers like lari, chatai, sutli bum etc.-
Why do you become Gandhiji's monkey, 🙉pressing tight your ears after lighting the cracker? Why don't you stand erect and dare the blasting sound? It is because the sound is devastating. Imagine the ones who are completely unprepared for the sound of blast, especially ones with a weak heart- infants, elderly and heart patients. Acceptable sound limit is 80 dB (decibles). A prolonged exposure to 100 dB can cause a permanent damage and even a small exposure to 130+dB can cause temporary to permanent damage. For your kind information the sound of your favourite crackers above is ~140dB. Rest, I assume you are wise enough.👍
3.Accidents- Third comes the issue of security. I will not write much on this. Just a question. Name one Diwali when nobody was hurt by a cracker. Can you? Not only customers but also manufacturers are under the threat with the factories being highly vulnerable to devastating fire.
4. Discrimination- I feel so proud when I see students taking vow not to burn cracker but I feel equally ashamed when I see adults acting childish by showing off the heat of their pockets through the fireworks. Please note crackers not only act as agents of air pollution, noise pollution and potential threats but also agents of social and financial discrimination.
5. Expenditure- I feel I don't need to tell you the monetary cost that one has to bear for these fire works but for your satisfaction let me tell you that a single fireworks brand of Sivkashi is worth 2000 crore Rs.
If you can think of some more cons of crackers, light them in comments.
And now coming to the Ravana effigies. Don't worry! I did not forget it.😎 Each burning Ravana gives birth to a Ravana himself- the Ravana black in colour, rising like ominous clouds having the potential to choke human to death. Moreover, case of Amritsar where a train mowed down scores of people watching the Ravana dahan event is like another harsh warning.
But it is not that there are no solutions. I will give you some-
1. Detach prestige and crackers- In my colony a prosperous family with 7digit monthly income brought fireworks worth Rs. 20k. Another family who had once been prosperous but now earned some Rs. 35000 brought crackers worth Rs. 21k. Who was at loss? No not just the second person but the whole colony. The explosions gave a feel of tankers firing at the line of control- uncomfortable and insecure. The light was beautiful but the next few hours were choking. The smoke stayed due to creeping wind speed enveloping houses and the kid of a third family had to be taken to hospital on complaint of breathlessness.
So, mind it you don't need to burn crackers just to show that you have enough money to buy them.
2. Reduce- If you love burning them, it will be nearly impossible to leave it all at once, unless you have a very good will power. So, just reduce there no. to half each year. Two people doing this will amount to one person leaving it altogether each year. Smart maths. Right?😇
3. Persuade kids- If your kids are too young to understand the ill effects of the crackers, lure them with some constructive rewards (a trip to museum or planetarium or a new musical instrument, or a new storybook or magazine) for not burning crackers. But they are kids. What if they don't agree? Let them burn crackers but be strict about the quantity, the noise and kids' security. Keep teaching them its cons.
4. Organize community diwali- If ten families burn 2 pot (anaar) each. They will suffice burning ten, if they can all enjoy it together. This can drastically reduce the quantity of fireworks. Moreover, may be a kid from a family which could not buy crackers for economic reasons, also witness the sparkle with sparkling eyes. But community events should be organised well not to cause a mishap.
5. Green crackers- Using environment friendly crackers can also be a better option. I know they will cost more. But the negative externality (the uncounted cost of something) of the non green crackers in the form of environmental degradation is far more expensive. So, reduce the quantity and increase the quality.
If you can think of some more... You know.... in the comments please👇

Now, in case anyone out there feels that my views are in any way hurting their religious sentiment, let me clarify.💁 Diwali or Deepawali is celebrated to commemorate the event of Rama returning to Ayodhya and people lighting Diyas (mind it, Diyas and not crackers) to welcome him. So, the actual feeling stands defeated with string of LEDs replacing diyas.

Noteworthy part is that in many of the houses these strings are lit through an invalid 'katiya type' electricity connection. For both the things, be it domestic fireworks show or the Ravanadahan events, we seriously need to introspect-
Are we doing it for the sake of Faith or just Fun?
Has it something to do with Emotion or just Entertainment?
Keep the answer of your heart to yourself but bring the change to the society.
Also, let not Diwali take all the curse because crackers remain crackers even in marriages, new year or any other celebration for that matter. And it is not just India which needs to bring the change, it's the need of the world. I know it is not always possible to start doing something good 👍but with a little effort we can at least stop doing something bad. ✋Right?
Supreme Court's welcome verdict is a step in the same direction. I am happy that the scenario is changing and I am hopeful for the future. I imagine a day when courts would not have to dictate when and what crackers should be burn or should they be burnt at all.

While criticising crackers it is imperative to call your attention to a less noted evil of gambling in the name of Diwali. Gambling, which is fatal for time, money and societal development at large, is played with intense auspiciousness. I don't want you to compromise with your faith or emotion. I just want to remove the evil practices involved in the pious festivals of India.  All I need is the support of my intelligent readers who have the appetite to change for better.

Have a happy and safe Deepawali.🙏
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Road to Riding Right Part 2

Hey...I'm back with Part 2....😀
Were you waiting?...hmm?😕
The ones who missed out the Part 1, don't worry. Here is the link.😜
Road to Riding Right Part 1👈
Read? Okay👍 so,without wasting time let's start from #7

7. Women drivers- Oh!!! I see some male faces smiling but....Guys! Don't be very happy. I am not here to read out the criticism of female riders.
For your kind information, the number of accidents caused by female drivers was miniscule when compared to that caused by male drivers. According to data of Delhi Traffic Police few years back women caused less than 2% of the total accidents. Here are the stats-

Accident                         Male                 Female

Fatal                                 724                       12

Injurious                        2524                      53

Non Injurious                482*                      04*

* the numbers correspond to the ratio as the real number is very large.
Okay now females smiling...hmm?😛But...Gals!!! Don't hail me as feminist. Actually another report says that not even 15% of the total drivers are women. You know what I mean? There are more number of males, who don't cause accidents, than females. Simple.😊

What I want you to understand from the above debate is that it is highly impractical to associate driving with gender. In Shahrukh's style😎," Duniya me sirf do trh ke drivers hote hai ek achchhe aur dusre bure. (There are only two types of drivers in the world- good and bad)"
So, Guys! Next time you see a girl driving, don't be judgemental, be judicious. And Gals! Don't take such criticism as bullets, take them as questions- introspect and answer at the correct time and place.

8. Pillions- These are the most diverse species on road. When on a long, boring journey where you have no scenic beauty to adore, I suggest you to observe the pillions and you will get immense joy. No?....Ok I will list some interesting ones for you, but before that a disclaimer is required.
[Disclaimer- The observations below are just for the purpose of entertainment. There is no intention to offend anyone who finds resemblance to any character below.]
Ahh.....now I can begin-
a) The studious pillion- These pillions are excessively visible during examinations. Their characteristic features include an opened book in hands, eyes stuck in for the last minute revision and body in full grip of inertia. That is why when the driving person abruptly pulls the brake, the pillions hit their head on the driver's helmet. Wham!💥
I literally feel wishing these pillions 'All the best'- both for the examination and for the journey.👍...hihihi...
b) Chitter Chatter- The back seat of the two-wheeler is a text haven. I mean, the driving person has absolutely no idea what and to whom the pillion is texting. 💬📱📲 💬
So, pillions get a comfortable chatting seat with mobile in hand all through the journey. They too are in inertia's clutch.
So Parents, Couples and Committed ones!!
Lend me your ears.👂
Use your rear view mirror as cctv camera. 👀 👀Next time you see your pillion smiling unnecessarily, eyes down, be sceptical😕...hihihi...
c) With family- This happens to occur when a We two and our two 👪 (or more) travels on a two wheeler🚲. The elder offspring gets that uncomfortable but most glamorous fuel tank seat (if on bike) and the younger one sits clumsily in the mother's lap. Although parents are most delighted to see their kids growing, the growing height of this elder offspring is a nuisance for the rider. So, after a few years it becomes natural for the rider to push down the head of the elder one with his chin during riding. Finally, after few more years the younger one gets the front seat whereas the elder sits squeezed between mom and dad. You can see that immense affection. They are not comfortable yet satisfied and enjoying the ride. It is better than a family sitting in car all busy in their own world of social media. However, it is to be remembered that such rides are extremely unsafe and against the traffic rules. So, it would be best to travel two on a two wheeler unless there is no choice.
d) Balancing game- Who says you need a pickup van for picking up bulky luggage. The back seat of your two wheeler is highly durable. All that you need is a rubber rope or a responsible pillion, and here you go. Whether its an LPG cylinder, sack of ration, a bicycle, computer hardware, tv, pedestal fan and what not, the pillion gets the joy of participating in the olympics balancing beam game.
In case I missed out some peculiar pillions, mention in the comments.

9. Police wale bhaiya- A man boasted to the other," Tens of cars come to halt just at a signal of mine😠" Later it was revealed that he was a traffic policeman👮. These are creatures of extra ordinary durability to withstand climate and pressure. A 3hrs ripe traffic jam disperses in a few minutes on their heroic entry (however, the jam was even caused by their zeroic absence). They are wise enough to devise new methods to increase revenue 💰 (either govt.'s or theirs).
Once my dad was stopped by such a personnel to be fined for not wearing seat belt. Dad denied his informal offer of clearance on a fee of Rs 200. He charged with a challan of Rs 900. And the fine included, not giving indicator before halting the car to the right ( by the way, it was he who pressurized my dad to quickly park the car threatening to hit the car with his bamboo stick...{Thank God! Not with gun although}), talking without switching off the car (by the way, it was he who engaged dad in talk while he was about to park) and finally for not wearing seat belt. Dad was happy that he had contributed to the government's exchequer.

But not all Police wale bhaiyas are bad. I have seen many of them toiling in sun and rain and still helping the commuters responsibly. A salute to these👏🙏 and a virtual slap of Bharat Mata to the former ones.👊🙅

10. Fan Insane Following- Girls and probably only girls will feel connected to this problem. A girl driving at 40km/h is hushed passed by a 90km/h speeding bike. But then as if the fuel tank ran out of fuel, the bike began to slow down to a speed of 40 to catch up with the girl. Why? (God knows). But the girl also reduced the speed till the speedometer pointed 0. something. This game of en route ECG continued until the boys were sure that the girl had been harassed.
I just feel like asking these boys, "Has your tank run out of fuel (or your brain run out of sense)? In case it has not, use it and.............................................Aag laga do apni bike ko aur cycle khareed lo ( Wrote in hindi because it feels better... Hehe. Just torch your bike and buy a bicycle)."
I can understand many good people are filled with anger at such incidents. Friends use your anger constructively and teach all your near and dear ones not to do this.👍

11. Overloading- This 11th point took my points toll out of the round figure 10 but it was too compelling to resist writing on this topic. So, friends this is so familiar a view and I don't need to explain what overloading is. Isn't it? But just for formality overloading is a sort of transportational Mahagathbandhan- voluminous, unstable and requiring very high manoeuvring skill to be taken upto the destination. It is a spectacle whether on cycle, bike, pick up van, tractor, truck or politics. Many a times it reaches its destination👍, often does it fall apart.👎

This was all I had in this post. Hope you enjoyed. Your opinions and comments are awaited.
In case you want to have a look at all my blogs (in list form) just google "Prikta Srivastava blogger" or "If Not The Utopia", better with double inverted commas and you will get it as the first result.
Happy riding friends🚵🚴. See you in the next blog. Bye.🙋

Road to Riding Right. Part 1

As a kid what irritated me the most when my dad rode me to school was that 270° clockwise turn on the ring road that could easily be taken with a 90° angle anticlockwise😬. A little kid I was, but I could imagine all the wastage of fuel and time in this activity😱. It was only when I grew up, I realised that it was necessary to maintain a steady flow of traffic and to avoid a mishap😇. But some 18+ (DL holders) are still too young to understand this. They tend to take the wrong turn and end up messing the traffic.😒

Hey my friends🙆... By now you must have understood what I am on with today.
Rightly guessed 👍....some road etiquettes.🚗🚦🚧
Oh! I truly understand that I am no one to teach you these, neither am I going to. I will just put up my opinion and request yours. So, if you are sure that you are a responsible driving person, just enjoy the post. In case you are in doubt, scrutinize yourself. Good luck👍
I am enumerating the most interesting things on road, look if you connect to them. So, let's begin.

1. The test

Ok!! Tell me how many of you ride or drive?
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So many hands😱…Great!!!

How many of you driving people have a driving licence?
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Oh! Still so many hands😇. Good...good👍.

And now a tough question- How many of these took the driving test for the licence?
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Whooo….I see many of the honest hands coming down. You don’t need to shy away from accepting it, in a nation, where the people’s representatives, MPs, set the examples. Don’t believe me??😕 See at the image below👇. By the way, if you can really handle the noodles like streets and the haphazard traffic of India, you have already passed the real driving test. 😂(Disclaimer- Oh please don't take my words for legal purposes.😯)

2. The Hell met

No…no…there is no issue with my spelling. Actually this is what can likely happen when one doesn’t wear a helmet. And people don’t wear it for numerous reasons-

• looking fabulous with open wavy hairs (The John Abrahams (old one) and Deepika Padukones)👱
• problem with suffocation😷
• the short distance journey (arrey thodi door ke liye kya helmet) 🏨........🏢
• and what not.

But what is more ridiculous is the number of reasons for wearing the helmet which are-

• to not being caught by traffic police👮
• to purchase petrol⛽
• to make grip of the phone between ear and the spongy interior of helmet ( God knows to attend whose call...PM or may be an angry spouse?....hmm.... It must be the latter because PM can wait).😂

Funny…right?
Another funny thing is that people even hang it on the handle of the bike, making it a risky affair rather than a mode of safety.

And now ...dear girls, with long hairs here I sympathise with you when your hair lock (jura) prevents you from wearing the helmet but you really need to choose- long hairs or safe head?💇

3. The number plate

This is the most interesting part, if you have ever noticed.

One day when I was getting bored at the RTO office Allahabad (Raise your hand if you ever visited RTO Office and did not get bored?😝), I engaged myself in reading the "Guidelines for number plate" board. And on my return I observed that due to ignorance or arrogance a good number of people do not follow them. For the one who has bought a new car and a fancy no. by force, source or by a handsome cost,  the number plate is the canvas of show off.  I divide these show-offs into three menacing categories-
a) Number in disguise - Ever seen Akshay Kumar’s car in  your locality…nope? Okay ever seen a car with the number …8055… It is rare that you see these numbers written so simply, it actually appears to be….BOSS… With this sign on the no. plate their level of satisfaction is even more than Akshay would have had.😜

In some other plates- 214 becomes राम , 6161 becomes दादा, 1255 becomes RSS, 8042 becomes BOYZ and many more. If you remember some share in comments.👇
b)  Biodata plate- Officially some designations are allowed to be shown on vehicles ( that too not on number plate) to facilitate their movement in sensitive areas eg, Press, Police etc. But that does not mean that a policeman's uncle's son's wife's cousin's daughter should have it on her number plate. 😲
The term Press is so commonly pressed, that one of my reporter uncle had to substitute it with 'Journalist' on his bike, although this confused the checking personnel many a times.😕
Moreover a trend has started. I have seen designations like Teacher, Businessman, Caste denoting terms, Religion specific terms and what not. I am seriously thinking to write to Gadkari Saab to allow a 12''×36'' number plate so that people may comfortably get their biodata painted on it. After all it's freedom of expression my friend!! Be ready I may ask for your backing in this letter....hihihi.😄
c)  Ardha Satya- You may even sometimes find numbers that prima facie will appear... Oh does that really belong to india?? 😮....a number like 000 only....or 9211 only....or 1947 only. Actually what you see is half truth and only when you open your eyes as big as the ostrich's egg 👀 👀 you can see the other unfortunate letters scribbled in the corner.
Guys, when you give someone your mobile number don't you take all precautions to write each and every digit clear and legible? Then why not do it with the vehicle no. as well? 😊

4. Single signal 
Some people always follow the signals, some do it occasionally.... occasionally means.....only when the light is green. And some are 'confused'. As they see the red light the good citizen inside them warns "stop"🚫, but the hurrying citizen inside whispers with a wink "accelerate, no one is watching u buddy 😉". But before accelerating the good one again cautions "Haven't you seen that traffic episode in Satyamev Jayte? How can you be so careless?😠". But as he is to turn the key off, another rider flies past him provoking him again. The cycle continues and even the bike thinks,"Bhai bike hoon, jhoola nahi...ye kya aage peechhe aage peechhe ( Dude I'm a bike not a swing that you're taking me tooo and frooo)". Finally the patience vanishes before the red light.😣

5. Kid drivers
When a kid rides a bike, his expression defeats  Hrithik of Dhoom 2😎. but when he is caught his politeness defeats Hrithik of koi mil gaya🙏. From chhota bachchha jaan k hmse na takrana re straight to dil to bachcha hai ji. 
I understand that before he is a full fledged driver he must practise in advance, but you tell me, to learn cricket would you prefer colony playground or Wankhede stadium? 

6. Horn Ok...nah...not ok
'Please sound horn' or 'Don't sound horn' the message for them is worthless. They make full use of horn switch. Sometimes, they sit over it to resemble a train arrival (Your kind attention please.. train no. AB 123456 is...........unnecessarily creating a ruckus out here) but why don't they understand that a bark can never become a roar no matter how powerful it is.
They are the most irritating when just behind you in a jam. They use their horn like stereo and you feel like saying, " Bhai ud ke nikl jaa na helicopter tere pass hai, meri to car hi hai. (Bro why don't you fly across as you have a helicopter, mine is just a car.)" 
I literally recommend to get tax over blowing horn. Either the GDP would shoot up👍 or the noise pollution would swoop down👎.

Hey friends seems its getting too long to be read enthusiatically, but much is still left. So, I am taking a temporary halt here and will continue in Part 2. In the mean time take a look at what's next and do give your suggestions so that I may incorporate them too in the next post.
7. Women drivers
8. Pillions
9. Police wale bhaiya
10. Fan Insane following
11. Overloading

Hope I am not leaving you curious and impatient because there is no question of 'katappa ne bahubali ko kyun maraa?' (why did katappa kill bahubali?)  involved here. Hehehe.
OK then see you in the next post. 
Have a comfortable and safe driving or riding. 
Bye.🙋

Teacher's Day Special

Gooooooood moooooorniiiiing Frieeeeeends.🙋
Sounds familiar? If yes, this post is for you. This is the most popular song of schooldays which even the most tune-troubled student sings with full enthusiasm.😀

Well!
Hi everyone!!! Happy Teacher's Day to all my teachers, their teachers, all elders and all the people who have taught either themselves or others the art of living a meaningful life.💐

Today, I would like to share with you some sweet memories of student teacher relationship, especially the ones which though less mentioned, are actually the most memorable.

Beginning from the beginning i.e. the KGs.... no...Nursery....oh no....the Prep and Pre-prep....ah not even this...it's Play way ....Huh😣...My god!!!.😱....The day isn't far when you shall see institutes saying,"Advance lessons for the awaited kids given to the expecting ladies"- Preg (and Pre-preg even...)😂

Such over-concerned are the parents. 

I would better start from the Kindergarten ( By the way, I got to know it very late that LKG stands for Lower kindergarten and UKG for Upper kindergarten. Do you know what do prep and pre-prep stand for? Answer in comments👇.) So, kindergarten teachers, the most diligent ones, are those who make humans👶 out of monkeys🐵. The weirdest things- may it be chewing the eraser, finger in the nose, dropping sauce over dress, wetting down pants, fighting like zombies and what not- are handled by them with tonnes of love and care.

As a student reaches primary schooling the memories undergo drastic transformation. Teacher starts to look scary (which obviously s/he is not). However, the trend of loyalty starts and three types of students are treated as VIPs in class-
1. The Commuter- Who has the duty to carry the submitted and checked notebooks with the teacher. After all s/he has the reach up to the staff room baba.
2. The Starter-The one who dusters the blackboard. Teacher enters and before the class can commence his/her name is called. With lifted shoulders and royal gait s/he reaches to the blackboard as if the class would not have started had s/he not been there.
3. The Monitor- My Hindi teacher at school used to say," monitor bhagwan hota hai (monitor is god)" by which he meant to give supreme authority to the monitor. Such is his/her power. Though I was once extremely disappointed when the most undisciplined guy was made monitor, within a couple of days I realized the superb management capabilities of a teacher. That guy being the monitor did no act of indiscipline and even his friends, to avoid a bad name in their pal's regime, behaved properly. That week our class got the prize of being the most disciplined. My god Sir....Hats off.🙏
I wonder if this could work in Parliament also, because we got many undisciplined students there as well, isn't it? But unfortunately it doesn't.😢

A little more study, lands a student up into the secondary and senior secondary and this is the time students begin to realize that their teachers have an extremely soft heart and they discover in them (the teachers) a very well experienced friend as well. But one notable thing that each of you must have done here was keeping creative names (epithets) of the teachers depending upon their physical and behavioral attributes.😉 Oh no...no.......If any of my teachers are reading this article...I am not going to mention any names at all..😯..(Note- The sole purpose of these names was a little entertainment on the mention of any teacher. This in no case, absolutely in no case meant a disrespect or hatred for a teacher.)🙏
By the way, these were not mere names but legacies passed on from class to class marking the observing capacity and linguistic innovation of the students. And yes, (for all the students reading this post) don't think yourselves very smart because it is the teachers' patience only, that even on knowing everything about your mischief (sometimes even the epithet you have given them), they keep mum and let you enjoy.😝

Then you enter college and a new life starts with classes becoming more formal but slowly you realise that you are fortunate enough to have the guidance of one of the best brains in academics. You crave to get the most out of them and they equally put all efforts to give you their best.

After completion of all these schools and colleges one feels deserted. But then comes another twist....Hmmm...Guess what?
The seventh sense...yupp...The social media. (wanna know how the seventh sense??? click here👈)
There can be two cases-
1. You find your teacher on it😎- That's so exciting. That feeling of satisfaction when your friend request is accepted (....Ahaaa....Ma'am/Sir can still recognize me...) cannot be described in words.
2. Your teacher finds you on it😱😍- Now this is unbelievable. You open your friend request link and find.....Oh my goodness!...Ma'am/Sir has sent meeee the request......s/he remembers me still. You jump on to the accept button before the screen of your smartphone dims. That feeling is no less than like winning an award.

And throughout your life the best part of this bond is the appreciation and encouragement that teachers give at every correct step you take. It boosts up your energy more than any energy drink of the world.💪

However, changes are pertinent to the technological advancements and the nature of this bond is continuously under transformation. But what worries me sometimes are the news of student(s) assaulting teacher(s) and the cases of teacher(s) behaving immorally with pupil(s). Such incidents shake one from within but with changing scenarios we have to change the way we tackle them. Prevention is better than cure. One good solution is to spread positive knowledge, endorse positive behaviour and encourage acts of positivity.
We can do it together with the team work spirit.

This was all for today. Wishing you once again a happy teacher's day.💐
If you have got some more school college memories of teacher-student bond or have any opinion on the issue, your views are welcome. Do comment below 👇 (it's easy now you don't need to login😇) but please mention your name in the comment so that I could respond you with proper addressing note.
Thaaaaaaaaank Youuuuuuuuuu Frieeeeeeends.😜.......hihihi.

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1. The not so social media.👈

2. 'Left'overs not 'Right'👈

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'Left'overs not 'Right'

Hey friends,
I'm back again😀.
Today we shall talk about something that you enjoy several times a day😋.....Guess what?😕.....Oh no....It's not your daily sops (or reality shows as the case may be....hihihi)😑.......
Ok clue no. 1-It satisfies one of your sense organs (in fact two, precisely)....ummm...No no it isn't music (not in this post at least, may be I shall cover it later)....for now, back to the question....☝
Ok ok clue no. 2-one part of your house is dedicated to this very necessity.....you have guessed it. 👍
Right?
Not even now?😞
Then, clue no. 3- It has something to do with your appetite😱.....Hihihi....😂
No marks for guessing now😛....yes, its "food". Food, the main purpose of which is survival and health fulfills a number of auxiliary purposes as well like taste, status, trend etc. obviously added in the so called modern scientific world.😎
    Dear friends, here I accept that my clue no. 1 was a little misleading as the restaurants today cater not only to your nose👃 and tongue👅 but also to your eyes👀, ears👂, skin👌 and that seventh sense organ, the social media📲. Don't you believe me?
    The icing over the cakes, the well placed cutlery and even the sauce painting (ah...I mean serving) are a treat to the eyes.....I just feel like singing Itna sona tujhe chef ne bnayaaaaaa...aaa.. jeee kare dekhta rahun. (Did you too sing it in tune?...hehe)

And that "tadka" sound from a Daal or Curry have the unique ability of doubling your appetite. (Hopefully the significance of the same was recognized by FM 95 while naming it as FM TADKA 🎶). However I accept that the sound of the pressure cooker whistling at you can be categorized as a noise pollution but the aroma of the spice that it brings with it acquits it of conviction as Supreme court did in the 2G spectrum case (Disclaimer- I respect Supreme court and its verdict and this statement was not meant to undermine its supremacy in any way. I apologize if I unintentionally did so.🙊)
    Coming on to skin, for people who have never experienced the "param anand" of eating with the hands and prefer spoon, fork, knife etc. please skip this paragraph or else you with brand me with the title of being "UNCIVILISED". For others, the touch of mixing warm dal (pulses) with that seperated (not clumped) rice seems to activate the appetite part of your brain and you have already got half of its taste and your fingers help you finish the food till it last trace. Holding a fluffy dwindling cake piece, balancing it, lest its cream falls down is another piece of satisfying experience. If you can recall some more, serve it in comments.👇
    And yes, the seventh sense organ; not the sixth because it is already defined- they say when no other senses can work, the sixth sense gives you the way out but when the seventh sense works (where the others should have worked) it paralyses all other senses😲. So, here i would just clear the scenario by examples-
Seema posted on her FB account "feeling excited making chhola bhatura for the first time." and the sound of notifications muted up the sound of the shouting pressure cooker, "arey pehle gas to off kr de maalkin."😨 resulting in an spoiled debut chhola bhatura.
Shikha ordered Cold coffee at Starbucks cafe but because the word cold melted away in the time she took some 200 to 300 photos and selfies only, she had to compromise with the coffee half the monetary value.
    I here recommend all the restaurant owners to manufacture a replica of their costliest dishes and charge minimal for just taking photos with it on their table. I bet their revenues will double because you know "social media pe dishes khane ki aur, dikhane ki aur"😁
    But after you enjoy all your food whether at home or at the best restaurant of your region don't leave it back, for your plate is a non living thing. Here I would like to share with you a short story-
    Bimla (and not Kamla this time, let's give her some rest) behaved exactly opposite to her usual behaviour today. She had been preaching her daughter, Khushi, not to waste food, from time immemorial, but in vain. But what happened today not only surprised her daughter but even annoyed her. "Mom that was my favourite cake. You were not only selfish to have taken my part but also irresponsible to have not completely eaten it and I found it lying rotten in the dustbin. It had not been this painful had you even eaten it completely. That was so careless of you Mom. You know we don't buy cake so often and still..."Khushi was screaming when Bimla held her hand softly, took her to the window and showed her chhotku, the little boy with a old torn sack, searching eatables in the pile of garbage on the other side of the road. The timing was correct (may be to teach her a lesson), and chhotku discovered something wrapped in napkin. Yes, it was that very piece of chocolate cake. His eyes beamed and he looked left and right to check whether there were stray dogs to snatch it from him and after being sure of no danger stealthily kept it in his sack like some very very valuable thing (indeed it was for him) and licked the cream that had stayed over his finger. Immediately chhotku's expressions changed and it seemed that he tried to vomit and spit it. With a gravely disappointed face he threw that cake out into the garbage again and began searching for something else. Khushi was wise enough to realize what it meant and immediately her mood changed, "Mom could you please give me a few chappatis for him." said she with tears lining her eyes. Bimla kissed her forehead, gave her chappatis and a piece of the fresh cake she had secretly bought. Khushi ran calling chhotku and gave it to him. She had never been as satisfied as she was today. "Everytime you leave food in the plate just imagine the face of chhotku searching the same food rotten up in the garbage and slowly you will be able to change your habit of wasting food my child." Bimla taught her smilingly.
    Every piece of  bread, every grain of rice, every drop of milk that you took above your appetite and that landed into the dustbin was actually the right of that poor who died from hunger. So I say,

 Nahi bhar pet bhojan swad alha uske hisse ka,

Na dastarkhwan chhappan bhog wala uske hisse ka

Ki wo to haar gaya, bhookh se lad, zindagi apni,

Mila jo kure me wo tha niwala uske hisse ka.

(He was not entitled the sumptuary meal and lavish dishes but what was entitled to him was found lying in garbage after he died fighting hunger.)
    And anyone out there who still feels that what difference does a few grams of wasted food in his/her plate makes, should read the following stats with utmost attention.
    According to UN FAO, one third of the total food produced in the world is wasted the weight of which is 1.3 billion tonnes. India itself loses a whooping 96000 crore rupees approx due to food wastage per year and this lands India at 100th rank in the global hunger index that includes 119 countries. Food wastage results into food inflation. In one such case the poor in Haiti is compelled to eat mud cakes, yes literally the mud cakes. In addition to this FAO also told that wasted food while being produced and then rotting up adds to carbon emission by about 10% thus adding to global warming. UN stated way back in 2013 itself that if wasted food was a country, it would be the third largest producer of carbon dioxide in the world. This was just to make you realise the magnitude of the problem. The best part is that you can help in the international efforts by a very easy step- reducing and eliminating the leftovers.

    Moreover, the three appreciable benefits of not taking in plate more than stomach's capacity are that it
1. Manages your calorie intake at the first step.😇
2. Prevents the surgical strike over your pocket....I mean saves your money.💱
3. Gives opportunity to feed more number of people.😊

    My friends! Believe me! The day you keep your plates in sink without debris in it, you have already paid a hefty contribution to the cause of food security.✌
    I feel many of you should be already doing it. The others, I hope will start it from their next meal.
    The world awaits.
    Have a satisfying meal. Take care.🙋

The not so social media.

    Kamla was really tensed at her 17 year old son's internet behaviour.....No no he was not addicted to restricted sites nor was he involved in any sort of hacking, spamming, phishing or any other fraudulent activities. What worried her was his tendency of consuming and sharing all sorts of data posted on social media without verifying them. Oh I know you must be feeling,"Oh come on! I thought it was something serious..😒.". But it actually was😞. Kamla knew how important it was for her son to be not just aware but even responsible. And she devised a plan for this purpose.😉

    Next day when her son opened his lunchbox in school, he was shocked to see scrapes with images of all sorts of dishes😨. Yes you got that right, it wasn't food, it was paper....paper origami. Only in the morning his Mom had told him that she has given very delicious dishes that he should also share with his friends, but what kind of a childish joke this was. He was highly embarrassed and as he reached home he burst over Kamla😬. Kamla smilingly asked him, "Did what I gave you not look like food? Did not I ask you to share it with your friends? But neither you ate it nor shared it with your friends, because they were not edible. My dear son😊, when you can be so careful while feeding your stomach not to dump things not worth it, how can you be so careless while feeding your mind and even your personality. How can you be so reckless on social media😕."
Kamla's lesson is an important one for many of us today. Well, seems you have become serious😑. So, let's make things little funny....😆...ummmm...ok I shall classify the messages worth avoiding.
There are five categories of such messages
1. Pyar do Pyar lo😍- The message reads," If u r getting this msg, u r very close to my heart...send it to all those who are close to ur heart....include me if i too am one of them." huh..😣..irritating...Finally we send it only to the person who has send it to us (raise your hands if you do this too)🙋. Let that person alone be happy. By the way my Grandpa once asked me,"Beta! ye pacemaker ko message kaise bhejte hain? isme likha hai send it closest to ur heart..."😂
2. Khabardaar😈- This message will tell you,"If u don't forward it to n number of friends, u will get a bad news"..sounds like," Hello..Don here"...hihihi.....this message itself is a kind of bad news. So, I don't worry anymore because I have already got the bad news....ab isse zyada manhoos message aur kya hoga?😲
3.Pakki Khabar👍- Everyone on social media is a journalist. So, as soon as they find some news or information, they jump over the forward button to spread it like a fire. Some even argue,"See the name under the message. It is of some xyz commissioner, some abc doctor. Why will he/she lie." My dear friend, he/she will definitely not lie (unless they are contesting elections😂) but their names can be written out of that very 26 letters of english that are there on anyones' keypad....even yours....even mine. If I publish a part of my article under the name Mrs. Funnybones....I would not become Twinkle Khanna.😂

4. Khoya Paya- These are the messages with a child's photo or video requesting you to forward it so much so that it reaches the correct people. No No I am not at all against the bonafide intentions of people But how do you assure yourself that the picture is not very very old, being circulated even after the child has been found. Poor child😥....he cannot even wander around his home after that because people will tend to take him to the nearest police station....and the parents will worry that where has the child gone again...
5. Angaare- Seeing this kind of message I just feel like saying, " Don't Angry Me😫". Issues may be related to caste, religion, region, fooding habit (vegetarianism), polical parties, the message has its view....fiery view....unnecessarily. They are potential bombs. The more quarantined they are, the better.
If you have anymore such categories write in the comments below.👇
If you have ever shared any such article ever, don't worry but change now. Your little effort can make big changes. In addition to social harmony and spread of correct information, this effort can even do something that is very relevant for all social media users. A decrease in rush of viral messages will reduce data traffic which will further lead to high data speed..👍..everyone is smiling.😊..hmmm?
I end this article of mine here. Pardon me for any silly mistakes. I will try to keep improving.🙏
Happy messaging.👍