How I came up with characters Zack and Sara?

Today’s task is to write post for some imaginary reader. I thought since I may never get the chance to speak about the lead characters of my novella,  so why not write this to a reader who is a creation of my mind.
First let me start with the female protagonist Sara Aaland. One day while watching a sensational news where a female journalist was being harshly  pushed away from the path of a businessman I thought that she has to be stronger to retain her job and then the character developed in my mind gradually.  I have this habit of conversing with my characters,  just mind conversation you know. The character developed into strong,  intelligent and a little romantic lady.
Now I needed the male protagonist. As the female was a strong willed lady,  so her love interest must be someone who could adjust to her necessities. The man must be a spoiled brat,  and he should be handsome, don’t forget about his pride.  He has that as well. Now both the lead characters were ready but the others had to be developed equally which I developed throughout the story 

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Surprise

Two of my favorite sisters.
Two of my favorite sis

This post is a surprise for everyone. Its a human instinct to love surprises and so I thought to complete this task as a part of assignment.Here I’m presenting you with some of the best photographs that I took last year.

A marriage sieve or kula as it is called in bengali
A marriage sieve or kula as it is called in bengali

This is a sieve it holds five earthen lamps which represents the five elements .It was taken last December.

A cleanliness programme
A cleanliness programme

This picture was taken during a cleanliness programme in our college .Though my friends were not much cooperative while it was taken,still some pictures are worth clicking.

The first photograph was taken on the month of July during Guru Purnima.On this day the students pray for the welfare of their teachers.

In Victoria Memorial
In Victoria Memorial

This photograph was taken in the month of January last year,in Victoria Memorial, Kolkata.

Most of the photographs here have been taken using my smartphone. I hope you like and if you have any questions regarding this feel free to ask me.

Something different

This post is little different from the others that I’ve written. Here in this post I’ll mainly focus on a poem by one of India’s as well as Asia’s greatest poet Rabindranath Tagore.

” Where the mind is without fear
And the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;”

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This poem was written in around 1900. The original poem was written in Bengali and the poem was named “Parthona”. Below I have mentioned few lines of the Bengali version.

  ” চিত্ত যেথা ভয়শূন্য, উচ্চ যেথা শির,
   জ্ঞান যেথা মুক্ত, যেথা গৃহের প্রাচীর
   আপন প্রাঙ্গণতলে দিবসশর্বরী”

The poem appeared first in the volume Naivedya and later translated to English in 1911 along with his other poems. It was also mentioned in Gitanjali, for which he received the Nobel and became the first Asian ever to receive it.
The poem has its own importance it had been written to encourage the freedom for their struggle against the British .Our country has developed a great fold from what we were those days, but this development has to led to some misunderstandings we seem to have forgotten our culture these days. Well I don’t say that western influence is bad, since world is global so we need to follow the trend but in the long run among its our own culture that’ll help us. Suppose we move to foreign country there if we face some problem we would instantly turn to a fellow Indian for our help instead of asking a foreigner, its a human instinct ; then why don’t we follow the same rule for our culture. Our own culture is our base where our body stands and losing it will be like losing our the ground beneath us, without a stable ground we cannot float for a long time. You call it gravitational theory in science , buy logical all of us need a solid ground based on which we can make our decisions.
If you follow the poem the first line “where the mind is without fear” says when our mind is fearless and when do you think will it be fearless ? The day we know ourselves, the day we understand ourselves and can make all the right decisions and that can happen only of we have an idea of where we come from and if our decisions are right our head will always be held high, in every problem we’ll be able to find out the solutions.
This is one of my favorite poems and I recited it for the first time when In was in grade 7, though I didn’t understand its meaning just recited it, now I really know what it means and how it was inspiration for the ones who fought for the sake of the country .
The poet told the patriots to never be afraid to speak out their voice , never to bow before enemies, he wanted a world where there would be no boundaries probably because our country was filled with superstitions which made it even more difficult for everyone to be united.He wanted a place where there would be no corruption but this problem has yet to be solved , our country still lingers on the grounds of corruption.
Perhaps we can never make a perfect country but we can at least try to make a difference, even a single individual’s action may to lead to a great change.A change for human welfare, for nation’s development.
With this I wish all my fellow Indians a HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY

Why do I need to do this?

To day I would like to publish a post based on my anti bucket list. The list is huge because I don’t like doing most of the things that my society would call girlish activities.

Taken during my sisters wedding

Let me start with socialization, I call myself social but if you ask my pals or relatives they would give you a totally different version. The first thing that is likely to be said is she likes to be isolated, well if for me I like talking to people who like talking to me or who are interested in any conversation with me. I like talking about current affairs or something which is informative, some which refreshes my mind, instead I get to hear conversation based who slapped whose husband , which mother-in-law kicked out her bride, which husband is having affairs with a mistress or if I’m lucky enough then I get to hear something based on current political scenario.

Now the second task that irritates me is joining my elders (not my parents because I follow them most of the time) when they visit some sankirtan where the whole time, they would be busy shouting Hare Ram Hare Krishna. May be lord helps them without their their involvement in the task, but this is not the case for me. Every time I try concentrating on something they pull me out of it and I need to follow them. And now as if sankirtans were not good enough we’ve got fasts included in our religion, the basic way to impress some God. I personally believe in on God, but in my religion we’ve got many gods and goddesses, quite easy to confuse people with the variety of rituals. The only savior for me is mom, who is always ready to protest her in-laws for me.

Sometimes I feel myself to be one of the laziest fellows God ever created, even though I love cooking yet I don’t like peeling vegetables. Isn’t it funny , I mean if someone is ready to cook than he/she must be ready to perform all the task involved with it. Whenever I try peeling a potato it takes me more than 10 minutes and when the task is completed you can find half of the potato portion still lying with potato skin.

Everything confusion apart whenever there is any function in the family or somewhere in the neighborhood, I don’t hesitate for a second to do any of the tasks that I mentioned in my anti-bucket list , probably because I like socializing in my own way, I like enjoying in my own way. Now if I have exams knocking the door ,I cant close my ears and be the spotlight of a party I’ll have to exclude myself. But when I’m free none can stop me from what actually is life.

Taken during my sisters wedding

Along with friends in Umananda
Along with friends in Umananda