A dog’s life!


I got lucky today!

My owner got some chicken.

I stared at him,

In the smelly kitchen


He ignored me first

But i did not give up

My tongue was out

He put in my cup


I went out smiling

Looking at strangers

Barking on those

Who all are danger


I saw my love

And her cruel owner

He shoo me away

Without any manners


There is a boy

who brings a ball

He throw it high

I catch them all


To catch this one

I ran so fast

A speeding truck

This was the last

Kill me but please don’t rape me- She said

It was 3 a.m. She was partying all the stress out of her 9 to 5 bullshit job, being a data administrator in an IT company is not that easy. Firstly, handling such a huge data and then her work floor full of scary masculine sex craving people who try to hit on her every time.

Fridays are the best part of her weekend and everyone was fully sloshed. She had to go back home today as her father has come after a long time and it was all set for a family weekend.

She felt beautiful and yes she was in physical world too.

Her white matt finish skin with a perfect color tone and red lip-gloss was perfect for that day. Her red knee length dress made people look at her from bottom to top, stopping at the midway for more time because her figure was awesaneee. She was tall and her heels made her look taller than half of the guys in the party.

She was too drunk to drive and get back to her home. All her friends were inside the club were totally sloshed but she was sensible enough to make this decision in her mind to not to drive so she gave the keys to his friend to take care of her car and she took out her phone to book the cab.

She checked everything in her bag and drank a glass of water to detoxify little bit and get back in senses but she was still stumbling on her way. The cab guy came within 5 minutes and she sat in the

Front seat comforting herself by adjusting the angle.

Her destination was 45 minutes away from Gurgaon and she was happy about meeting her father soon.

Imagining all this in her mind, light music and glaring bright lights coming from the front made her sleep.

She did not know it would be the last beautiful sleep of her life and all her following life would be a nightmare.

The beast driver sitting with her had no mercy and respect for girls. What do we expect from an uneducated guy grown up in an area where people kill each other for money and rape was an everyday activity.

He observed that she had fallen in deep sleep and was drunk badly.

He did not even think twice in his mind and turned the car in a dark forest area. He drove till he reached the dead end of it and where no one could see his car. He was not even sweating because it was his 25th time. He turned off the head-light and touched the girl to satisfy his sick sexually spoiled mind and within seconds she was in her senses and got away from his reach trying to open the gate and run away but he was all prepared for this. The door did not open and her requested him to drop off her place back and there would be no complaint filed against his name. She wouldn’t even tell anyone about this. She begged, requested and cried but nothing happened. Kill me but please don’t rape me- she said.

He took her to the back seat of the car, rapped her badly and dropped her off to her home with a warning that if any complaint were filed against him then all her family would be dead.

Welcome to the rape world of Delhi. Daily hundreds of girls are raped brutally by such monsters and nothing happens.

Her life was ruined after the day. She told her father and was thrown out of the house immediately. She had no motivation to live and not even the courage to tell this story to the world.

-Varun chopra

ONE THING AT A TIME – First sci-fi novel :)

It was getting difficult for me to concentrate and focus. I am not made for just one thing in life. People advise me that don’t be a jack of everything, be a master of one but it doesn’t seem to ring a bell in my mind. It disturbs me if I don’t do all that interests me. I have been grown up this way. Should I change is all what I think in my mind? Can’t I succeed if I take up all these activities and move together? Nowadays I have even started combining all the activities I do.

I play football and basketball together. Under the basketball pole I have put a small football net and I dribble both the balls together and shoot at the same time. Its so much fun, using your legs to move the football and at the same time concentrate on basketball.

I have combined squash and lawn tennis together. I play lawn tennis in a room with two sides and net in between and it is allowed to hit on the walls too.

Basically an indoor closed room lawn tennis.

Time is limited but I want to experience everything. I am free; I do things what I like and my interest changes faster than time nowadays.

Many a times my brain is not at peace because I am occupied with too much things. I have to slow it down and to do it, I have to write. But I love playing a drum beat with my feet along with writing. Your hands are not full synchronised with feet but mine is.

I love to travel and I am a writer. I do these things together. I don’t write about travel but travelling helps me make stories. I sell books all over the world shouting in the streets to make some money and then travel more with the money.

I have a habit of talking to one new person everyday so I just keep giving random smile to people and find a reason to say hello. I don’t care if it is a girl or a boy. I don’t care if the girl is thinking I am hitting on her or if the boy thinks I am gay.

If I don’t find any person, I talk to animals. Whatever it is, a dog, a cat or even an ant or a small bug.

They have so wonderful life, searching for food and shelter. Exploring world.

I talk to them about their life and they tell me everything.

I have a brain disease whose name is difficult to recall and even pronounce.

Basically I had a brother and our heads were attached. Luckily or unluckily I survived and he died. But the doctors could not take out his brain because it could have resulted in my death too.

So I have two brains and I could not do one thing at a time.

Join this double roller coaster hell of a ride with the boy named Joy and the mystery to satisfy two brains, two girlfriends and two lives.

People cannot handle one, would he be able to handle two?

Staring or daring?

If you are going to stare, stare at my face. When I make eye contact with you,smile gently. If I frown or look away, look away. If I smile, talk to me.

That’s it.

If you stare at my body instead of my face, I will think you are objectifying me. If I make eye contact with you and you do not smile, I will think you are creepy or question whether you are looking at me at all. If I make eye contact with you and you look away quickly, I will think you lack confidence or are not interested in me. If I frown or look away and you do not, I will think you are creepy or a threat. If I smile back and you do not talk to me, I will think you are not really interested in me.

Above all: You are not entitled to my attention. If I choose not to grant it, move on with your life and do not further intrude into mine.

  • Anonymous

Best inspirational story ever

In a forest, a pregnant deer is about to give birth.
She finds a remote grass field near a strong-flowing river.
This seems a safe place.
Suddenly labour pains begin.
At the same moment, dark clouds gather around above & lightning starts a forest fire.
She looks to her left & sees a hunter with his bow extended pointing at her.
To her right, she spots a hungry lion approaching her.
What can the pregnant deer do?
She is in labour!
What will happen?
Will the deer survive?
Will she give birth to a fawn?
Will the fawn survive?
Or will everything be burnt by the forest fire?
Will she perish to the hunters’ arrow?
Will she die a horrible death at the hands of the hungry lion approaching her?
She is constrained by the fire on the one side & the flowing river on the other & boxed in by her natural predators.
What does she do?
She focuses on giving birth to a new life.
The sequence of events that follows are:
– Lightning strikes & blinds the hunter.
– He releases the arrow which zips past the deer & strikes the hungry lion.
– It starts to rain heavily, & the forest fire is slowly doused by the rain.
– The deer gives birth to a healthy fawn.
In our life too, there are moments of choice when we are confronted on αll sides with negative thoughts and possibilities.
Some thoughts are so powerful that they overcome us & overwhelm us.
Maybe we can learn from the deer.
The priority of the deer, in that given moment, was simply to give birth to a baby.
The rest was not in her hands & any action or reaction that changed her focus would have likely resulted in death or disaster.
Ask yourself,
Where is your focus?
Where is your faith and hope?
In the midst of any storm, do keep faith on the Creator always. He will never ever disappoint you. NEVER.

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For non-alcoholic people!

Here is an activity for the People who don’t drink alcohol
You wonder how it feels after getting high!

Try spinning around in the garden, like you used to when you were little and then when you stop, lie down on the grass and look at the sky. This gives you a sensation like the earth is moving beneath you.

That is what it feels after getting high. But for a longer duration.
So just do it naturally. 🙂

Have u ever heard it wrong?

Listen to one of your favourite songs and write down the lyrics on a piece

of paper. Then go to a lyrics website and see what the lyrics actually are. You’ll be surprised at the discrepancy.

For many, many years I thought the Bananarama lyric ‘Robert de Niro’s waiting. talking Italian’ was ‘Talking to me or Tania’. I thought it was great that a song mentioned my name and it was only when a friend of mine heard me singing along to it on the radio that be corrected me and my whole perception of the song changed. Which are your misheard lyrics? And

if you’re mishearing lyrics then how much more are you mishearing in everyday life?
-the brilliant book of calm


I remember when I was around 12 years old or so that I was having a chicken burger at Mcdonalds and I suddenly realised, “Oh,my god, its tuesday.”

I was a young, immature boy and took everything related to god very seriously. Maybe because everyone was doing it and I thought I had committed a sin, because I had been told that eating meat on tuesdays was a venial sin. And I remember I was very nervous and I went to the washroom 3-4 times. Cleaning my mouth again and again. I was feeling really guilty. I spoiled my mood and my day completely with that thought.

My mother took a look at me when I came into the house. She said: “what’s the matter? Are you okay? Did somebody beat you up? What happened?
And I said No. but I ate meat today.
I forgot it was a tuesday. God is going to be bad at me.

That’s what I really really thought. My heart was breaking that I did this thing.

My mother,God bless her, she just held me in her arms and said “its okay sweetheart. I am sure its all right” . Dont be upset now.

Now, my mother was wise enough to know that at the age of 12, I probably wasnt ready to hear that god simply didn’t care.

I had a dream that night with god saying in my dreams. He was speaking to the world that you can eat meat anytime and anyday and on tuesdays as well. I have no problem whatsoever.

I jumped in excitement in my dreams. Now all those people who ate meat on tuesdays can get out of..” They wont go to hell now. Its not a crime now.

He simply accepts us the way we are.

I just had to accept the way I am.