A Creative Mind & Soul

I love to travel, & most of my journeys are through trains in India. So here I'll post pictures whenever I click on my journeys I'll update this section (see the date for the last one): 01/04/2016 Follow my Travel Journey on  Instagram Click on any picture to see full screen Selfie with the brothers , Sawai Madhopur, Rajasthan Wall Painting, Sawai Madhopur, Rajasthan Portrait of an Old Man, Sawai Madhopur, Rajasthan Kid through the window of a Sleeper Class Coach/Bogie  Arrival of the Train, This is s Diesel Loco/Engine - Pilauda, Rajasthan, India Delhi Sarai Rohilla - Brandra Terminus approaching Alwar, Rajasthan Portrait of my friend in a Sleeper Class Coach of the Indian Railways The Electric Engine/Loco attached to Delhi-Mumbai Rajdhani Express New Delhi, India An Inspection car under  Divisional Railway Manager New Delhi, India Wall Painting, Gandhinagar Railway Station, Jaipur Sign Board: Alwa...

There are theories and practical experimentation that has been performed as a part of evolution of science & psychology to give various arguments and reasons of humans lying. But is saying the truth always is safest ? That's something you must ponder over. It starts from the very beginning when we were small kids. As kids, we are part of learning by doing or seeing someone do that we explore other parts of human behavior – which is to hide the reality and project a disguised and fake picture/story to others. Since most of our interactions are with siblings and parents at home or friends at school, we experiment these with them. My father has this out-of-the-world way to detect if any of my brother or I was lying. He takes his fingers and holds our ears such that the fingers touch the outer edges of the ears. See the image for illustration. About this method, he believed that when a person is lying, there are changes in temperature of our body. Since ...

What could be the best gift for somebody? Not have to be birthday in particular, say a gift for any occasion. Think over it, I’ll tell you my views at the end of this story. Okay Okay relax. I will be continuing “The Strange Meet”, but I had to write this before I continue the narration of the short love story: P This one is back from my school days. Get in touch with me: http://about.me/gunawatvivek ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dedicated to Class X, not because it was first time we faced the board examinations, but because of my classmates that made it memorable. Thanks for being part of it. Class Tenth Disclaimer: This is based on real incidents. Names of the characters have been changed. Year: 2006, Early-August, Mumbai Class: 10 th Main Characters: Mrs Radha Mohan – Our social science teacher. Being a senior teacher she was amongst who would sit in the ...

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 scho...