The Public Diary

Since its election time, I don't intend to support and publicize any particular party but I certainly am trying to restrain from BJP, particularly Modi. So I tried to perfectly time this post amidst the code of conduct. There cannot be an any better point of time to bash these Modi days. Rather than launching any substantial manifesto apart from ‘upcoming good days’ (or 15 Lacs in each account), all his propaganda during the electioneering of 2014 was based upon highlighting the shortcomings of the opposite party and all that he could do to show others in bad light; ‘How I’m less bad than others’ or popularly called A figure among cyphers . I wonder if the much-needed goodness that was promised during the campaigning days ever came. Just attractive scheme names are what we got in general, signifying more of drum beating and below than par implementation.  ‘Swachh Bharat’ logo found a place on our currency, although the ‘Clean Ganga’ project still awaits its completion.

Gosh! What all can life do to you... Don't worry. Thankfully, life's been enough kind to me and I just have pathetic reasons to justify that... Have I stopped writing? Have I stopped drawing? Have I stopped being at content and happy? Have I stopped doing all such things in which I used to take pride? I hope the answer to all of the above is 'No'. One activity that I merrily used to do was reading newspapers. I'm not sure if it had been the driving force behind the two of my interests, namely writing and drawing.  Writing because reading keeps your mind envisioned and reading newspapers (especially the editorial section) provides you TOPICS to write about. Not to mention the subtle improvement in your vocabulary. Drawing because, in the days of fierce competition, innovative photographs find a place in the columns of the newspapers, inspiring the artist within me to pick up pen(cil) and paper.  Sample this It's also got a place beside my