Mincing Words - Not !!

I would like to dedicate this write-up to the soldiers of my and other countries who stand at the borders and protect the civilians without worrying about their own life and pleasures. It fills my heart with pride when I see a picture of a soldier standing on Siachen Glacier and smiling. I feel like saluting these men a thousand times.                                                                                                                The reason why I write this blog is to talk about the plight of such brave and courageous men in the twenty-first century. We all know that the work which they are doing is selfless and thankless. Getting killed by a bullet while you are thousands of miles away fro...

Before landing at Indira Gandhi International Airport in New Delhi, I had never imagined that I'll see these three pictures on the wall and start thinking about my own life. I had never been a fan of art because I do not understand it. I don't hate it. It's just that I don't understand it. Sometimes I do not get the point of colours too. It's strange and weird but that's me - Weird and Strange.                                                                          So coming back to my point which is that this was the first art sequence which made me think about things. Things related to my life. My mistakes and good decisions. My achievements and losses. My will power and sometimes the lack of it. My determination in certain spheres of life and again lack of it in some. It made me think how I am ...

The thought which inspired me to write about Misunderstood Girl is from the real-life events of someone I know. A person who has been close to me since the start of my residency in Microbiology. Obviously, I won't reveal the real identity of my friend but would still like to present my views on the hypocrisy, oppression of women in the 21st century and the way girls are misjudged and misinterpreted.  Scene 1 -  I met her on the first day of our admission. Sitting with her dad, filling one of the many forms which we had to fill to get admitted.                                                                             I went and asked her about certain doubts which I had while filling mine. It was an instant friendship from that moment on. I say this because when the first da...