Meeting a Friend

You know there is nothing like meeting a friend or a dear one in person and sharing whatever you feel like with that other person. It's just wonderful. Nothing in the world can replace a face to face meeting, just nothing. I value reltaionships a lot, I mean a lot. Whenever I get an opportunity, I would prefer meeting my friends. I mean is there anything else that is important, I doubt.


I love meeting my friends and chatting over things. I have read so many articles in newspapers where people say how we are becoming lonely day by day even though we have 1,000 virtual friends or followers. Everyday people are adding friends but don't know why they are adding them. If I cannot meet my friends, I just love to call them and speak. No sms business for me.

Connecting the Dots

"No one is responsible for my death. I don't feel like living on this earth." 

This is what a 10 year old girl wrote on a piece of paper before committing suicide and left forever. She had written this in Kannada, so translated into English.

A 10 year old girl committed suicide. No rape, no eve teasing, no beating, no quarrel, nothing. I was shocked and didn't know what to make of it when I saw this news on TV. I mean a 10 year old girl committing suicide, its just too difficult to take that for any person. To some extent you can understand if an adult commits suicide, but a 10 year old, the mind just goes blank. Suddenly my mind was filled with questions....Why did she..? What made her to act like that...? What was she thinking...? What was going through her mind just seconds before she committed suicide...? What would the other students in her class would be thinking...? How was their reaction...? How the mother would feel...?