A Creative Mind & Soul

Unlike Mahatma Gandhiji, who took several years of learning and experimenting with the ‘truth’, I look only a few days of my life for ‘my experiment with fire’. Let us see how and what all happened. Thanks to my father’s transferable job that took us to a small city in Madhya Pradesh. Location: Ratlam, Madhya Pradesh Year: 1994 Life was slow there and those times were like that too I believe. We had time for everything. My school was hardly 5 minutes walk from my house.  It was winter of that year, may be month of November, and the nights had started to turn chilly. Nobody likes leaving the warmth from the bed, to go out in such a chilly morning. But, we had the school to attend. So we had to leave the comfort in such cold mornings, to prepare for the daily school. After my mother prepared the Tiffin, she would accompany me and my younger brother to school. Sometimes, my younger brother, ( 3 years old at that time ) would cry and refuse to enter the school p

I call it the most memorable & enjoyable time of life. There were no rules and restrictions imposed on our ‘innocence’. We were loved by everyone, making home after school (especially during playschool &  K.G) brought smiles on our mother. Going to grandparents during vacations released stress of a lifetime, gave them a new life in all. Those were the most cherished moments of our life. We, many times, took advantage of all that and went one experimenting with many things. We tried to dress like our mothers and fathers, imitated them, made them laugh and made them cry too. Made lots of  friends; girls & boys at that time were of the same gender that was of ‘Children’. We were free in thought & clean at heart. Only with time we get the gender tag as 'male' or 'female'. Lot of changes happen as time passes. But as time passes, we don't realize that we are leaving behind a bunch full of moments 'happy' and 'sad' that when

About thousand years back, when the state of Rajputana was ruled by the mighty Rajputs, the brave and fearless clan, there was a kingdom named ‘Sultanpur’,the birth place of many such great warriors. The kingdom was ruled by Majaraja Gyan Singh, he had four children, 3 boys and a girl, named after lord Krishna : Shyam, Gopal, Kanahiya & Radha, the daughter. In those days, there were no schools, this does not mean that there was no education at tht time, there were gurukuls, where most of the children of the kingdom were admitted for education under a ‘guru’. This kingdom had a guruji named ‘Bhimashankarachariya’. A special thing about this particular kingdom was that a special honored name was given after the children completed the final stage of the education. The children were taught Vedic Science and Mathematics, Arts and crafts that included painting, pottery, sculpture design etc.. and also Sanskrit, which opened the window to the ancient texts. And later th

It seems interesting to know how people get different names, and more interestingly different and amazing surnames. Let me list you some suMr Chaurasiya interesting surnames that I have come across till now. Daruwala, Pipewala, Paaniwala these are some family names that are picked after the occupation that the family carries. And there are many more which we cannot even take an account of. Now, many people ask me about my surname. Where are you from-Rajasthan? This is the most common questions that people ask me when I am introduced to them for the first time. Hear this story, where finally I spoke this out and unfolded the story behind my family name. 29 th November’ 2011 Scene: New Delhi Railway Station, 4:30pm the train departs. It’s Mumbai Rajdhani Express, I had just traveled my one of the longest train journey from my second home Guwahati to the country’s capital New delhi, already frustrated about long train journey, yet to set a record of actually the longes