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Exploring a Gamut of Human Relationships Meeting and interacting people from different walks of life in a career in industries like journalism, hospitality and education gave Anjana Ravindranath umpteen opportunities to study humans and relationships and get inspired by their life stories. Just like any emotion needs a vent at some time or the other, these interactions and life stories too gave food for thought and came out in the form of short stories.  The Oasis & Other Short Stories explores the happiness, the surprise, the bewilderment and a whole plethora of emotions with LOVE as the fulcrum of all human relationships. Each relationship is determined by the factors independent of and peculiar to circumstances. In each of the stories in this book, be it romantic, comedy, tragedy or spiritual, love is the most important and most realistic backdrop. The book tries to say that finding Love is almost like finding an OASIS in a vast desert.    “I don’t claim to know t

Surjeet Bharti is one of the youngest authors who write to give a good message to the youth. He too like many other youngsters hoped to be a government employee. But because of his love affair, he was compelled to enter into the world of writing. According to the author, “I neither wanted to be an author nor did I dream to be the one. Yes, but one thing was sure that I was always lost in my dreams; dreams that were a little bit general, a little bit special like rest of the Indian youth. Since my childhood, I loved watching Hindi movie a lot and imagined my life should be just like a movie. For instance, a hero has a girlfriend who loves him dearly and just like that some girls entered my life as my girlfriend. But one thing that I forget to explain is in the movie everything happens well or at the end, everything turns out to be good. But all that happened to me was just opposite. Every time any girl entered my life, she just crashed my love and life. The time also came

What do you mean when you say, "I respect you?" Go ahead take 10 seconds; you admire one's qualities, skills, achievements, and then you have the due regards for their feelings.  Do you actually care what other people think about you, unless or until they meet you face to face? Maybe sometimes or maybe never. But at any given time you would tell a complete stranger that you respect them. Why? In order to get their attention and put a thought in their mind that you were the bigger person or first one to acknowledge their skills or whatever you liked about them and thinking that now the second person is bound to respect you back as a social obligation. I am not talking about all of you but "some" of you. Maybe one of you, the one who seeks respect, as if it is an office lunch on the daily basis without which you will collapse on your way to home.  This seven letter word "RESPECT" is the hardest thing to achieve in this world. You can’t buy it, neither

The Amazing Park The groups were divided into four, one teacher with each group. The first group went with Mrs. Jones to the crazy cup ride. The second group went with Mrs. Thomas to ring-ring ride, the third one went with Mrs. Watson to the thunder ride and the fourth group went with Mrs. Edwin to the big apple ride. They saw the ride map and then the first group went to go up helicopter ride and thunder ride. The other groups too had a good experience in these rides. The kids were enjoying a lot on these rides. The most favorite ride liked by them was the swinger ride which swung with the fast pace from left to right and right to left, leaving many children a bit panicked. After the ride, everybody was relieved as it was a bit too much for them to handle. Shop: Amazon Flipkart Bluerose Shopclues

A LOST SELF The world is so alone. Yes, I can feel this... I can feel this loneliness, this dark night is so lonely may be surrounded by stars that are busy doing something else, just like surrounded by many but alone in the crowd. This breeze touching my face and blowing my hairs towards left are so busy that they don’t have time to stand for a while. But... in this loneliness I can still feel someone... someone I have missed so long. The one who had pleasure wearing that old t-shirt on repeating mode, the one loving his Pulsar more than the Baleno, the one who use to fight for the last slice of pizza, the one who loved sleeping on floors more often, the one who had two protectors called MOM and DAD. Yes, in the run of life, in the run to hold the trophy called “Fame” I have lost myself. People think that I got all for free but no I have paid more than what I got. I have paid my friends, I have paid my love, I have paid my parents and moreover, I have paid my own s

Authors: Dr. P. Chellasamy and Dr. Umanath Kumarsamy Half the decade, multiple conversations, so many sleepless days, countless interactions, and interrogations have brought the title  Indian Stock Market and Foreign Exchange Rates (Relationship in Return) . Effort on the content was in the direct view of the authors and indirect inputs also took part as like volatility of the stock market. The benefit of an investment is ‘return’ if it returns. The timing of an entry and exit decides the profitability in the stock market; however, the hidden factors really play a vital role behind the screen and exchange rates are one among them. It’s an unremitting call to examine the relationship between the return from the stock market and the foreign exchange rates since both are becoming interdependent as the wings of the country’s cross-border business is getting wider day by day. Authors examined the relationship between the return from the stock market and the foreign exchange rates,

Extract from “Teerth Raj Amarkantak”             As our zeep crossed the narrow, busy market place of Pendra Road town-ship, driver Durgesh informed us that Amarkantak is at a distance of 30 kilo meters. We are seated in the middle of the zeep, luggage in the rear-seat.  It is not yet 6 p.m. As I was looking through the front-glass, I found the smooth pitch road proceeding straight towards our destination. Cultivable lands appear on both sides of the road. We were enjoying a pleasant village-scene—cattle with their calves occupying the road, lazy dogs lying beside, while cocks and hens were running here and there. Forest of Sal-Palash starts just behind those thatched mud-huts. After crossing a distance of 7-8 kilo meters, we found forest from both the sides suddenly tumbled down the road. Jungle is dense now, path is more inclining.  Evening is approaching slowly, intensity of the cool breeze steadily increasing. We had to close the glass windows. And we saw the full-moon expr