Chitthi Aayi Hai!
One
of the few things that can make me happily nostalgic is written letters. I
still have preserved all the paper correspondence I used to have with a same
age cousin when I was in school. In early 2000s, the fashion of writing letters
started fading but with the advent of cell-phones and social media it has definitely
become a long lost memory. We wrote each other letters out of sheer fun of
writing and of course, for the excitement of receiving the next one. Now, I am back on this track and with a few like-minded
friends of mine, have joined the letter loving group!
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Biblio-mania
I
cannot have enough of books and it seems I am slowly turning into a compulsive
book hoarder, for I have a huge heap of unread titles in my room. Recently, on
my trip to my ancestral house, I brought many of my late Grandpa’s books, most
of them being classics printed around 1920s and 30s. Last week too, while browsing
for something else, I impulsively bought two titles - one by Ruskin Bond and
the other by Agatha Christie. Reading may be a good habit but book hoarding is definitely
not, so now I will try my best to avoid buying books impulsively, at least this
year.
Rest in Peace...
My
heart is deeply saddened by the demise of the brave horse Shaktimaan who
died of shock after being given a dose of anesthesia. His case is an eye opener
about the pathetic condition of animal-care in India. In western nations, even a
local animal hospital is far better than any govt. hospital of India. In fact,
after every hurricane and natural calamity, their special squads actively rescue
pets and other animals. Such a thing is sadly unimaginable, rather laughable in
our country where food grain remains scattered on roads due to lack of storage
facility and thousands of liters of water is wasted in the construction of
helipads for the ministers who go, ironically, to visit the drought hit areas.
We have a mismanaged system working on wrong priorities. In such a scenario, animals
remain the most tortured category.
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