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Corruption :The Cancer That Eats Away at a Nation

Corruption in society is much like cancer. When it takes root among those who govern, it gradually spreads its tentacles into the bureaucracy, regulatory and vigilance bodies, businesses, the judiciary, and even the media. Just as cancerous cells invade and destroy healthy tissues, corruption begins to compromise even those who were once honest and principled. Eventually, ordinary citizens begin to accept corruption as a necessary evil —not because they believe in it, but because they feel compelled to participate in order to survive, sustain themselves, and prosper. The tragedy deepens when the very pillars of a nation— education, healthcare, defence, infrastructure, and justice —become infected. Merit gives way to manipulation, integrity to expediency, and public service to personal gain. Institutions may continue to exist, laws may remain on paper, and democracy may retain its outward appearance. Yet their moral foundations begin to crumble from within. The downfall of a nation...
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Asilo@Denver

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ASILO: A MEETING ON THE My Uber ride from Colfax Avenue in Lakewood to Denver Airport became more than a journey across the city. It became a moment of reflection. My driver, Asilo, was nearly sixty. He had graduated in economics from the University of Colorado, raised four grown children, and built a substantial business in residential mortgages. But things turned upside down and  life had taken him somewhere very different. While working in North Carolina, he received an invitation from his son to attend his wedding. He had no savings for the trip, so he found another way: he made his Volkswagen his home and set out to live on his own terms. His car is fitted with solar panels, and he carries a bicycle. He showers at the YMCA and uses a laundromat to wash and dry his clothes. He earns a living driving for Uber and teaches yoga professionally. His beloved pet, who had been with him for fourteen years, has passed away. Asilo told me he does not feel lonely. He enjoys his own c...
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स्मरणाचा एक शांत विधी

मी चेन्नईतील अरुळमिगु मरुंदेश्वर मंदिरातून नुकताच परतलो आहे. अज्ञेयवादी असल्यामुळे धार्मिक विधींवर माझा विश्वासही नाही आणि अविश्वासही नाही. गेल्या अनेक वर्षांत माझे आई-वडील किंवा इतरांनी जे सांगितले, ते मी प्रामुख्याने त्यांना आनंद मिळावा म्हणून करत आलो. हळूहळू या प्रथा माझ्यासाठी अधिक अर्थपूर्ण होऊ लागल्या—त्यामागील श्रद्धा माझ्या स्वतःच्या नसल्या तरी कुटुंबाशी आणि सांस्कृतिक वारशाशी जोडलेले राहण्याचा हा एक मार्ग आहे, असे मला वाटू लागले. पितृपक्षाबद्दल मी ऐकले होते; पण सिंगापूरमध्ये ‘घोस्ट मंथ’ पाळला जातो, त्यातून मला त्याबद्दल अधिक माहिती मिळाली. तोपर्यंत मागील पिढीतील जवळजवळ सर्वजण दिवंगत झाले होते. ही परंपरा मला श्रद्धेचा विषय कमी आणि सातत्याचा एक भाग अधिक वाटू लागली—आपल्यापूर्वी गेलेल्या लोकांकडून मिळालेली एखादी गोष्ट जिवंत ठेवण्याचा हा एक मार्ग आहे, असे जाणवले. कामानिमित्त आणि परिस्थितीमुळे मला हरिद्वार आणि वाराणसीला जाण्याची संधी मिळाली होती. तिथे मी माझ्या पूर्वजांसाठी श्राद्ध केले होते; ते प्रामुख्याने प्रतीकात्मक कृत्य होते. पण गेल्या वर्षी १२ ऑक्टोबरला आई गेल्यानंतर या विधील...
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Adieu Artek Apartments

  50 years is more than half life and if this happen to be one’s formative years - they become significant part of our life . Lest Alzaimer sets in and take away some of my neurons - let me pen some the memories associated with people & events in Artek that has shaped me . Amol , Chetan , Pramod were my batch mates while Milind Vagal , Shekhar Shirodkar, Pradyut Borkar, Kuber+Hira+Manik +Charu Rane were few years either side but my growing years were more influenced watching & observing some of the stalwarts who made Artek Apartments an identity of cultural & learned persons  Not many people would now believe that Artek was the first building in Bandra East to have an elevator .  Coconut trees that have grown tall and big - some of the original members undertook a day trip on Sunday to Vasai to bring coconuts to plant them . Each coconut tree has a story to narrate of Artek’s founder members  Open space between two buildings would house Cricket 🏏 ...
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When you are ….

  When you are Alone, Mind your Thoughts. When you are with Friends, Mind your Tongue. When you are Angry, Mind your Temper. When you are with a Group, Mind your Behavior. When you are in Trouble, Mind your Emotions. When God starts Blessing you, Mind your Ego. Hitori de iru toki wa, jibun no kangae ni ki o tsukemashou.  Tomodachi to iru toki wa, jibun no kotoba ni ki o tsukemashou.  Okotte iru toki wa, jibun no kanjō ni ki o tsukemashou.  Gurūpu de iru toki wa, jibun no kōdō ni ki o tsukemashou.  Komatte iru toki wa, jibun no kanjō ni ki o tsukemashou.  Kami ga anata o shukufuku shi hajimetara, jibun no ego ni ki o tsukemashou.
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My perspective at the age of 65 plus

  my perspective of aging at 65 plus  Thanks to technology ,  my eyes and ears shall not stop seeing and listening people up close, but my intellect & wise counsel  be good enough to feel the pulse of the people and their intent without technology  I may sleep fewer hours, and i  may not jog but life shall turn page to another beautiful chapter . I have started  loving myself and  nature more.. I have started  deciphering between real life &  instagram life . And i have begun  to savor peace , tranquility  and bestow happiness to others  I have become selective with people who accepted me as i am  with my  looks , behavior and my idiosyncrasies .. I have stopped  searching for validation yet maintained  curiosity to seek answers from young ones   I now  have patience to listen yet am impatient to put my  foot down when i see injustice , exploitation and insincerity .  I...
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Dynamic activities of Brain, Sleep and Dreams come out super concoction

M AA has entered Indo Chinese restaurant looking for table. Restaurant was quite spacious. We were on second floor, While Manager asks us to wait for table to be ready, i look around and see the man sitting on sofa. His oily curly hair stuck neatly behind on his wiry body wearing black shirt & trouser arouse my attention. I stride towards him to strike conversation but get interrupted by manager who says now table is ready. As we pass this man, i saw a big corp group has come and occupied round table, their boss round chubby faced blad man picks up his place while his assistant start directing everyone in group assigning their place. I could not resist thinking the behavioural approach of this man and management culture of this company. After dinner, i decide to split- they go for shopping while i roam around the place and we decide to meet at 830pm over dinner. I get into public bus and take a window seat, public bus is noisy and filled up workers, families from villages. I do...
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