Please don't pull the trigger

We head to school,

To a place of love and brotherhood,

Thank you mother,

For the tiffin you made and the bag you packed,

We shall return very soon,

Don’t worry, its just another day like everyday..

Why are my friends bleeding?

Why is this apocalypse?

This winter was supposed to be peaceful,

Next January my dad promised me a new bicycle,

Why is lord that everyone around me cry's of pain?

Why is it that stains of blood pour along with rain?

O Sir, do not profess hatred,

Please hold your gun, don’t pull the trigger,

Don’t make this peace a dreary December..

I promised my mom that I would be back home,

Help me, don’t make my mother cry,

For the sake of your Lord, and the children who call you dad,

Please don’t pull the trigger, I promised my mom that I would be back..

I shall give you the chocolate that my mom packed for lunch

Please don’t pull the trigger, I love my mom very much..

I beg you, and bestow my head ahead of you,

Let me and my friends go, we are innocent,

Please don’t pull the trigger, my mother shall pray for your better future..

As you pull this shot and this bullet pass my head,

My last words to my lord,

May God give you wisdom and may you someday realize,

What you have done is wrong,

May you be taught benevolence and humanity,

May my Lord teach you a lesson.

Somebody please console my mom,

Rub her tears and hug her tight,

I know she’ll cry when she’ll miss me every night..

#Peshwar Attack

Rise against fear

As a child I always feared to speak in front of the crowd. I had a fear of being broken down or been insulted. I never figured out how this fear developed within me. It was perhaps because of the fear of confronting people in their eyes. I never dared to face the crowd. It was also not like I tried and I was insulted.

The fear remained until college days. I never stood up to speak anything. I stayed away from the crowd. I never thought of fighting the fear within me.

It was the day of my technical seminar in my college. I had prepared a very good presentation on driverless cars. It was a trending topic and my effort had made the presentation a remarkable one. I was to give the presentation in front of my friends and the Head of the Department. I was not at all prepared with my presentation. I had a good hold on English and an adequate stock of vocabulary; but still I was not prepared. All I lacked was the confidence in me. I thought to skip it, which no one had ever done it history. I was broken inside. I could not gather the stamina inside to stand up and face everyone and elaborate everything that I had jolted in the slides. I took a few minutes for myself. I sat down and asked myself that was I a loser that I was having thoughts of quitting and giving up. I sat alone and recalled a few incidents from my childhood. I recalled the incident when I assisted my father in confronting robbers in a train and finally we achieved victory over them. I also recalled incidents of my days in scouts and guides. I recalled incidents of my philanthropy and blood donations which saved two lives at different odd situations. I fought against many odds. I didn't fail in them. I was not at all a loser. If I could have stood up against those I became pretty sure to have easily made through the seminar.

I stood up on my turn. I walked and took my stand. I prayed to Almighty for little help. I knew it was just for a few minutes and I would make through it. I spoke out in front of the sitting crowd. It was smooth and unimaginable. I couldn't imagine that it could have been that easy to speak in front of such a huge crowd. I spoke without any preparation and my presentation ultimately brought highest marks in my entire group. I nailed the presentation. It was easy and I finally made through it.

Today in my MBA, I am here giving presentations and speaking fearlessly and confidently.

Thanks to Mountain Dew!! I have learned to rise against fear..

Relieving my Movie list

Protisodh – An Assamese movie which has been directed keeping in mind the depiction of the Assam agitation and the linguistic agitation. Every actor has equally given their best. It is a must watch for every Assamese.

The legend of Bhagat Singh – This movie shows real incidents of bravery of a few national heroes. Most of us hardly have time to remember them. This movie shows few of their acts of bravery and their stamina to carry on the struggle in spite of inhuman british torture. Finally it shows that few people never feared death. For a revolutionary, death is as beloved as his valentine.

Rand De Basanti – A movie on the youths of today. Corruption has become a vital component in the blood of Indian politics. This kind of corruption has even taken many lives. This movie shows the uprising against corruption with a parallel comparison with the revolutionaries who fought for our countries freedom.

LOC-Kargil – There are some people who stay awake all night just to ensure that we sleep peacefully. They are rendering their service at unimaginable epics of temperature. This movie shows the depiction of the 1999 Kargil War, where our country lost many heroes in the battlefield.

Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose – The forgotten Hero – This movie is a depiction of one of the bravest man of the earth. He is the man who formed his own army to stand against the British rule. We are fortunate enough to have him in our country and unfortunate enough to forget his sacrifice today.

Sharabi – One of the Amitabh Bacchan’s classic movies. With no special attention towards any serious message, this movie should be watched only to see Amitabh Bacchan’s acting.

Daman – One of the best movies on gender equality directed by Kalpana Lajmi. This movie has been directed in Assam. Raveena Tandon has done very good acting.

Dil Chahta Hai – We all as bachelors have wanted to live a damn care life. This movie is reel presentation of all night-outs, trips, tours, bike rides, beaches and holidays.

Sadda Adda – We all have lived in a home far away from home. This movie is a presentation of bachelordom where life means to live in brother’s arms.

Pre-Marital Sex

Is it wrong to make love with a person whom we love without the social acclamation of marriage and is it right to have coitus with a stranger on the first night of marriage itself? The later; this happens in the arranged marriage culture which is still prevalent in some Asian countries. Is the social acclamation of being married so damn necessary to make love? Is pre-marital sex a sin?

Marriage is defined as a process of unification of two souls. To be precise, marriage is the process only to socially recognize the process of unification. Sex is process of unification of two souls. Obviously one individual won’t surrender the most beautiful moment of his/her life to another individual without any attachment. Pre-marital sex is initiation of the process of unification that shall later be socially recognized with knots and oaths. Pre-marital sex doesn't involve deceiving someone. It involves on a mutual agreement of two souls to practice something natural with their body parts. Marriage isn’t something that will change the spell of sex from sin to something very pious. Marriage is just some spells made by a priest or a known man that notifies our social unification.

A person has nothing to do with age to get ready to involve in the process of coitus. It is just that the person should be mentally ready and consensual. Waiting until marriage to have sex is a cultural phenomenon that had been carried on from time unknown without any acceptable base. We talk of gender equality on one hand and condemn pre-marital sex on the other hand. Pre-marital sex is respecting individual’s thoughts and actions.

There are other issues which we should be more concerned of than pre-marital sex. An individual shouldn't ask his partner if she had made love with somebody else before marriage. The question should be whether she had taken the perfect precaution as and when she made love before marriage.

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Rural Development

Rural development refers to the growth, evolution, stage of inducement and progress in the areas where people are primarily engaged in primary industries. This process aims at improving the well-being and self-realization of people living outside the urbanized areas through a collective process. In this process the efforts of the native residents are combined with Government authorities to improve their economic, social and cultural status. This process includes agricultural growth, economic and social infrastructure, fair and equal wage rates, improvement of living standards and building schools.

Government has continuously strived to improve the living conditions of the people of rural India with the help of microfinances, schemes like MGNREGA and institutions like NABARD. While there are many benefits attached to them, there are also some problems with them. With the assistance of microfinance firms, the agriculturists and cultivators are getting small amounts of money as loans from them. They are utilising the money to set up small entrepreneurships and getting diverted from their primary occupation of agriculture. They should have been more concerned for agriculture, which stands as the backbone of our country. While MGNREGA assures 100 days of assured labour unemployed villagers, it is also turning them lazy and lethargic. They could have worked hard and discovered a fortune instead of sitting back and relying on the assured payment.

Today on one hand India is going forward towards development with the corporate sector. This development cannot be an exclusive development. We cannot build a healthy society with a rich section on one side and poor on the other. Rural society must also be included in the process of development.  Their living standards must also be uplifted. It is notable that about three-fourth of India's population live in rural areas, thus rural development is needed to develop nation as whole. Nearly half of the country's national income is derived from agriculture, which is major occupation of rural India. Around seventy per cent of Indian population gets employment through agriculture. Bulks of raw materials for industries come from agriculture and rural sector. Increase in industrial population can be justified only in rural population’s motivation and increasing the purchasing power to buy industrial goods. Also it is worth mentioning that the growing disparity between the urban elite and the rural poor can lead to political instability.

There are many problems faced in rural development. The people designated and authorised for the task are numerically inadequate. The fund issued for rural development activities is comparatively less. Also for rural development social evils like inter-caste marriage, dowry and other rituals should be eliminated. The government is working very less to eradicate them. Lastly it is us who should be involved in this process but our busy schedule and short term profits aren’t allowing us to predict the long-term loss.

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Intuitions of my last life

At times out of curiosity,

I sit alone, all in melancholy,

I think for myself in this life,

what I was before I died the last time..

I must have been a lover,

who died for his fille's beauty,

and so even today,

I feel her humming around me..

I must have been a revolutionary,

one of those brave hearts with Bismalji,

that revolutionized the incident of Kakori,

and so even today I feel that blood with me..

I must have been a writer,

who used to scribe peace and love,

who wrote of memories and charm,

and of the peace in his lover's arm..

I must have been that brave man,

who fought against injustice forced upon a poor's earn,

and so even today I shed a tear,

when I see a poor man live with fear..

I am not so sure of who I was,

but I am sure I was not the one,

who bought a tear on an innocent's face,

because even today I live that way..

I have reincarnated that way,

the way I was in my last life..

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Entrepreneurship - Our Prime Minister's word

We all must have felt the royal feeling of being an Indian, when our Honourable Prime Minister, Narendra Modi Ji was delivering his speech at United Nations and Madisson Square. The use of Hindi language probably throve the spirit of patriotism in our hearts. While his entire speech was significant and very important, there were some points where were very important for those young hearts who wish to be an entrepreneur. He promoted skill development as a strong pillar for Make-India concept. As a part of his skill development initiative, he promised entrepreneurship development for those who would like to be one of those to provide jobs to the unemployed and disguised unemployed sector. He also promised about teaching of appropriate skills to the labour force that wouldn’t like to opt for entrepreneurship so that they become the best in their field. These words are very beneficial for young entrepreneurs of today. Young entrepreneurs who would get Government support will foresee a blooming future ahead. Shortage of skilled labour is a major complaint by most micro and small entrepreneurs. Modi Ji’s speech promises support and skilled labour for entrepreneurs. With these words Modi Ji has almost moulded the entrepreneurship scenario of India. Also, the new budget has provided Rs. 10,000 crore for skill development across India aiming to build up entrepreneurs from grass root level. There has also been a high amount sanctioned by the Government solely for the development of North-East. With such help from the Indian Government young entrepreneurs can obviously think to open doors for employment. Today when a major proportion of Assamese youth sits idle and complain of unemployment, these policies from the Government are aiming solely to develop employment.

                                                                                         

The new Government has cleared the five year old plan that was initiated when Modi Ji was the Chief Minister of Gujarat. The new skill development plan is known as National Employability through Apprenticeship Program (NETAP). NETAP is private public partnership project proposed by National Skills Development Corporation. The main aim is to increase effort on-the-job training and increase job by bringing into line workforce skills as per industry needs. NETAP is the first apprenticeship program in India. This program will build a link between skills and higher education. NETAP plans to enrol two lakh apprentices every year for next decade. All trainees would receive Certificates on course completion and shall also get academic credit.

With so many benefits for us from the centre, I hope that half a decade from now no Assamese youth shall complaint of unemployment.

This article was penned down for Guwahatian - An E-Magazine from Guwahati

All the world's a stage

The moment when I entered,

I saw you sit as one among the audience,

I did my part in the play,

I acted my best, All the world's a stage..

The moment when you were sad, or felt low,

I jumped around like a clown in the show,

I hid my tears behind the colors on my face,

For you I did my best, All the world's a stage..

My tears brought fruit, you smiled,

instead of me, you thanked the man sitting behind,

you held his had, went away forever without any praise,

My tears got no pay, All the world's a stage..

The rose of my heart was thrashed,

by thorns and pains of life,

I choose to disappear, away to loneliness,

I left the play, All the world's a stage..

When the pen becomes the sword

Is it the pen or the sword that starts a revolution?

Writing something is not just a mere arrangement of words that is grammatically correct. Writing means a medium to sway away the minds of the readers. Its upon the writers will and imagination, which way he would like to carry the minds of the readers. 

The example of a perfect write up is 'Sarfaroshi Ki Tammanna' (सरफ़रोशी की तमन्ना) by Ram Prasad Bismil. His words then provoked the spirit of revolution among the young hearts.

If Bismil Sahab could lead the youth towards revolution and revenge, then why can't the modern writers of free India glorify the path to develop a better place for us to live? We can and we have to. The power of pen is unvanquishable. Social change is an urgent need and writers are the planners for it. Changing the world is a mutual responsibility and we must all act upon it. We must all pick up our pen and let our pen act as our sword. We must write out the concept of change for the readers. Writers are those person who has to see the dream of change with eyes open.

Entrepreneurship - Success beyond Struggle

This starts with a story of a man who hailed from a small village of Lower Assam, graduated from B. Baruah College, Guwahati during the early 80’s decade. He had lucrative options of numerous Government jobs that would have earned him a stable salary and reputation. Instead of enjoying about his success of graduation with flying colours he was in deep thoughts. He thought a lot, whether he should walk the same path that everyone did choose or he should try the road that was less chosen by. Finally his far sightedness showed him success in the second path and he chose the road not taken by all. Instead of knocking doors for jobs he chose to open the door for few jobs. He opened registered Rice & Wheat milling machine and named it after his grandmother whom he lost at a very tender age (M/s Pateshwari Rice Mills), the first of its kind in the entire are

a. His education helped him to gather information about the latest equipment’s then and he got them from Ambala. He created daily waged and monthly salaried jobs for many of the local youths as labours. They also gathered skills working with the milling instruments. While his friends were enjoying bank jobs and other government jobs, he also had to spend nights waking up monitoring the productivity during seasonal months. He thought of diversification. He wanted to open more doors for employment. He approached a local financer and got into the transport business. The first few initial months wasn’t any bed of roses for him, he had to work day and night wondering about consignments of loading and unloading. His hard work soon got paid and he got a few trucks. He could find happiness in his effort when he saw so many youths happily employed under his dream. Slowly he surrendered from the transport business and started as a small railway contractor in Guwahati. Today he controls business at two places – the rice mill at his native and small & medium level contracts at Guwahati. The man is Mr. Pradip Kumar Talukdar. I am lucky enough to be born to him as his only child.

My dad has been the biggest inspiration of entrepreneurship for me. His farsightedness has let him earn a livelihood for him as well as his employees and reputation. He has also been honoured with many social responsibilities and awards. He has been the President of his village school committee for nearly two decades and the secretary of Rangia Commercial Transport Committee for a decade.

Entrepreneurship is indeed a good step for today’s youth. Instead of running behind jobs it is better to create a few jobs. Even the new Government has declared huge money for entrepreneurship development. Being an entrepreneur is a matter of self-esteem and pride. All it needs is a dare factor. It needs the guts to look beyond the going trend. Even public and private banks today have made loan schemes easy for entrepreneurs. An entrepreneur needs some basic traits within himself. Those include the ability to think beyond obvious, farsightedness, the guts to withstand a loss, the plan for a better tomorrow, the stamina to work day and night, managerial skills, the mind-set to think big, the capacity for right investment and finally basic mathematics to count the money that he has earned. Entrepreneurship is a better option that inactivity.

The Story behind DOLLAR-RUPEE RATE

‘Indian Rupee falls’ or ‘Indian Rupee gets slightly high’ – these kind of headlines aren't new to anyone who reads news. Although it sounds complex, it isn’t really so. The basis of dollar-rupee exchange rates is quite simple. It is similar to the demand and supply of a simple commodity, say wheat. When there is more supply in the market, the price is low and when the demand is high the price increases.

The supply of dollars to Indian market can be categorized basically into three types – first, the Indian exporters who sell their products and services at International markets in lieu of dollars, second, the Indian immigrant workers abroad who repatriate money to their family back home and third, the foreign investors who invest in Indian institutions. Foreign tourists who visit India also contribute a small part of the huge dollar inflow. The factors that demand for dollars are just the mirror images vice-versa of the factors that contribute for its supply. The factors that stand for the demand of dollars are importers who spend dollars, individuals or companies repatriating home countries their earnings and Indian individuals investing in foreign stocks.

There are many reasons for the deficit in Indian rupees value as compared to dollar. There has been a huge trade deficit gap between our imports and exports. Our exporters are able to earn only a minute part of the dollar that importers need. The foreign investors who were flooding the stock exchange with billions of dollars have now started to divest their money because of financial crisis in their home market.

There are also numerous historic reasons for the depreciation of the rupee value as compared to dollar. Although unbelievable it’s a fact that during independence Indian rupee was at par to US Dollar. India had no foreign borrowings then. Indian Government’s decision to introduce finance welfare and development issues through the five years plans in 1951 led to the first borrowing. 1948-1966 faced fixed rate currency stage at 4.79 against a dollar. Two consecutive wars in 1962 and 1965 led India to a financial deficit and rupee value was marked at 7.57 against a dollar.  By 1985 the value dropped to 12 rupees against a dollar. In 1991 India faced payment crisis, high inflation and low growth. The rupee value against dollar was devalued to 17.9. In 1993, the rupee dollar rate determination was made free and left at market conditions. The exchange rate was left to be determined by the market but would be interfered by Reserve bank of India under extreme volatile cases.

Today rupee value has degraded even further. Indian currency has been gradually depreciating after 2008 economic crisis.

10 things to do before I die

•  Have some children – I don’t have any plans to get married but I would obviously like to be a father. I would like to be the father to those children who roam around the nooks and corners of the city searching for hope & bread, having the ill-fate of not receiving the parental love and care. I wouldn’t die before adopting a few children.

• Padhega India tabhi to Badhega India – I would also strive to work for the motto of Vajpayee Ji and that was enforced by Mr. Anurag Singh Thakur on 25^th Dec 2013. I appreciate the motto of imparting education to the buds of the weaker section of the society and the objective of teaching them how to earn their own bread with dignity.

• To spend all the money that I have earned – I see a lot of disappointed faces around me. Their disappointment makes my happiness disappear. If somewhere I could buy them some happiness, I would seriously do so.

• To meet all the brothers of Indian Army and thank them – I always wanted to stand bold and guard the frontiers. I couldn’t because my physique didn’t permit me to do so. Before I die I would like to meet and thank every brother who has stood awake on dark winter nights on the frontiers guarding our territory and assuring us all a sound sleep.

• Donate blood once again – Even before attending the proper age I donated blood. I was too crazy to work for humanity and even today I do so. Before I die I would like to donate blood one last time.

• Design a better death – Before dying I would also seek the chance to design a better death for myself. I don’t want to die sick and complaining. I want a martyr’s death for myself.

• Favourite cuisines – Before I die I would like to taste all my favourite cuisines for one last time. Those cuisines would include ample non-veg dishes, barbecue’s, Muglai in particular and a lot of sweets.

• To meet Salman Khan once – I have always had one idol in my life - Mr. Salman Khan. His place for being my ideal isn’t because of his super hit movies but because of his act of philanthropy towards the weaker sections of the society. Before I die I just wish to meet him once.

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His Love for his Mother

Away from him, they carry her,

They believe that behind this journey lies peace,

Shouting and hailing the name of Deity,

And few sobbing in grief.

There he sits holding himself stiff,

Recalling days of childhood and youth,

And also a few moments back when she was alive,

His mother’s dead and he finds it hard to believe.

“Oh young boy, get up and come along”,

As all men yell and groan at him,

He wakes up, and gets back from flashbacks,

He hops and jumps up, run towards her,

Lends his soldier to his mother,

Abiding to social norms, proving to be her heir,

He picks up and carries her towards the pyre,

Helping her pass by through the last walk of life.

He walks too far, yet feels no pain,

His head aches of some mental strain,

They place his mother next to the pyre,

She’ll vanish in the wind in a short while,

He’ll have to burn her, bring her to ash,

Fulfil the norm of being the only child,

That strange fact he fails to acquaint,

Yet he does, as he was taught to be a social child.

The priest chant prayers, he lights up the pyre,

The winds blow up, spreads the fire,

The pain of seeing his mother burn

Which he can’t hold on, better he finds to sit alone,

The fire of the pyre which was about to disappear,

He stands up, walks steadily to the pyre,

Burns up a cigarette from the fire burning his mother,

He felt he could see the last sight of her for another while.

Traffic Inhumanity

Accidents obviously are unexpected and uncalled for. But who should be blamed for them?? Can’t there be a minor mistake on the driver’s part? Or even if he is driving carefully can’t there be a malfunction of any of the mechanical parts in the assemblage of so many rods and bearings?

Mostly it is seen that commercial vehicle drivers are being treated mercilessly by public because his vehicle had done something unusual while he was on the driver’s seat. Abusing and assaulting them has turned out to be a habit and also a matter of pride. The common person without judging anything by his conscience breaks out on the driver and the helper. This sort of passive hooliganism is present in every street of the country.

Is it right to assault the driver and the helper? There are traffic rules that states to investigate whose mistake it was and on conviction has appropriate punishments. If hitting the driver and the helper is booked under law then a criminal offence can also be registered against those chocolate heroes who hit them.

It was once when I was in a Guwahati city bus, where I got up at Adabari and was heading towards Panbazar. A lady tried to get up on the bus even after the bus left the bus stop. The bus was at around 15 Kmph. The lady couldn’t maintain her balance on the running bus and she fell down. The driver didn’t accelerate and decently stopped the bus. The bus passengers got furious at this and ran to grab held of the driver. He got a slap instantly by a well-dressed gentleman. I couldn’t understand why the passengers got so furious. I grab hold of the second person who was about to punch him on the face. The driver tried to hide behind me. While I tried to stand there and advocate for the driver, the lady suddenly arrived and made it clear that it was her mistake. The so looking gentleman who hit the driver felt ashamed and realized his mistake. There was no one who went to pick up the lady who fell down from the bus. The driver realized something wrong and instead of accelerating his vehicle and running away he showed his decency and stopped immediately. While the well-dressed gentle that should have run to help the lady get up, showed his indecency by hitting a poorly paid, over time working labour.

We should try to place ourselves at their position and imagine life for a minute. How would we feel if we have to get up early morning and hurry to work? How would we feel if we are asked to drive from 6 AM to 9:30 PM? While driving is a passion for many rich brats, there is this community of drivers who is actually fed up of pushing clutches and brakes after every hundred metres in a traffic jam and they are doing this just to earn two square meals a day for their family. There is nothing called human resource management or any organizational behaviour to monitor their livelihood and health. After working so hard, they have to face a bunch of idiots who are all into assaulting and abusing. Even if they commit mistakes and admit it, they are sure to get beaten black and blue. The best irony is that there is nobody to stand up for their human rights.

The public agitation in accidents is obvious. Rather than out bursting and handling the driver physically, the agitated public if calls an ambulance and helps clearing the passage to enable smooth fly of other vehicles shall exhibit a sense of responsibility and maturity.

 

I feel that the public is not at all bothered about accidents and causalities. It is just that they are trying to express their frustration upon this class of poor and helpless citizens. They are fed up of their household troubles or India losing the cricket match or their boss’s scolding in office and they have none upon whom they can really outburst their frustration. By abusing and assaulting these helpless people they are trying just to minimize their frustration.

I doubt if the world we live in is really civilized or it’s all namesake. Carrying smartphones and wearing formals doesn’t really mark our progress. Our progress is hidden in a change in mentality. When we will learn the basics of humanity, only then we can approach towards modernisation.

N.B- This piece of my writing was initially published for Guwahatian - An E-Magazine from Guwahati.

About An Incredible Teacher

Last year I read about this great person about whom I am writing now.

Abdul Mallick, hailing from Malappuram, India is one of the greatest examples on the list of the dedicated teachers. For him teaching is not at all a profession but a passion; and which is perfectly reflected in his effort to reach school wading the neck high waters everyday. His action says about his dedication towards teaching. He is not one among those who takes up teaching as an alternative or with the charm of a lucrative salary.

It takes him three hours to cover the 12 Kilometer journey to cover by road. He swims across the river to maintain the punctuality. He tries his best never to miss his school. Once he crosses the river he changes the wet pair of clothes and proceeds to his school to teach.

His action reflects about a person's dedication to enlighten the society. Hats off to such a great personality.

Me & Philanthropy

I have always stood up for helping those who need our help and being a Salman Khan fan I have always known that it is necessary to act 'Being Human' to be a true human being. For me it is not possible to donate ample amount of fund to orphanages and old-age homes now because I am still a dependent but that doesn't mean I am presenting an excuse. I have always stood for blood donation and social causes. Last May it was the 15th time that I donated blood and perhaps next month I will be donating again. It was long back when I donated blood for the first time that I realized the kick in a person smiling at me after I have done something good for them. It is a bizarre experience to live the moment after helping someone. It boosts up the morale within and also develops a self respect.

The last when I did something good for other's..

Three days back after I returned to my second home, 'Charaideo Men's Hostel' I found a middle aged lady sitting on the stairs of our hostel. I parked my cycle at the cycle stand. I walked towards her. She showed me a photograph of a man who was in bed and said that the man in the photograph was her husband. He was detected with cancer. She couldn't afford for his treatment. I put my hand inside my pocket and discovered  two ten rupee note inside. I immediately handed over a ten rupee note. The lady although was sad, passed on a smile reflecting her blessings. It really felt good.

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Mahendra Nath Phukon - The Tardily Cremated Soldier

A senior Police Official and Army personnel paying their tribute to Mahendra Nath Phukon

Mahendra Nath Phukon's brother's on the day of his cremation

On 7th February 1968. twenty Two year old Mahendra Nath Phukon was on the plane with 102 other Army and Air Force personnel and was travelling from Chandigarh to Leh. After the commencement of the AN - 12 aircraft the flight lost control and finally crashed near the 6264 meter Chandrabhaga Peak in Himachal Pradesh's Lahaul valley. None of the boarders were alive.

The wreckage stayed undiscovered till 35 years and on July 2003 a soldier named Pioneer Beli Ram was the first corpse to be excavated from the deep glacier area.

On 2nd August 2007 an expedition led my Major Nishant Kumar of Dogra Scouts recovered three bodies from the body. One of those three was of Mahendra Nath Phukon, who was still in uniform. His identity card and other documents led to his identification. 

His body ensconced in a coffin and draped with the Indian flag reached on 20th August 2007 to Deodhai, his native village in Sivasagar district, which is about 360 kilometers east of Assam's main city Guwahati. The last time Mahendra Nath Phukon was home to attend his elder brother, Tuben Nath Phukon's wedding in the year 1967. For his family it was a dream. His body was cremated on 21st August 2007. Many Government officials also were present to pay their tribute to Mahendra Nath Phukon. Mahendra Nath Phukon's brother's, Tuben Nath Phukon and Durganath Phukon are both retired personnel of the Indian Army.