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                You Walk Through Do you walk though those dark paths.. Do you hear the whispers that warn.. You'll stand still for a while, then you take the next stride.. You know, this miseary will drain you.. The dead trees ,  will haunt you.. The nights you wake up and scream, Holding your breath , so no one hears your cries out of the darkest dreams. Do you walk though those dark paths.. Do you hear the whispers that warn.. These paths are familiar... To your faults and your failures.. The mountains echo in the distance.. The deepest truths of your existence.. you don't hear them in the blazing glitters. but you hear them in these paths. They shock you , you are frozen to stone you'll break down, but you'll stand up to walk on your own..

Educated - The Memoir By Tara Westover. " A heartbreaking, heartwarming, best-in-years memoir. " - USA TODAY The book  Educated , is about Tara Westover the author herself who lived in Idaho a state in the north west of USA, she never attended school until she was 17. Till then, she and her siblings taught themselves. Her parents didn't believe in the government systems, they never went to the hospitals, the children were born at home with the help of midwives and treated with herbal medicines when injured. There were no birth certificates issued nor there were much documents of the family's existence. Tara was the youngest of her 7 siblings, one of her brothers Tyler, urged her to clear the entrance exam to get her enrolled in the school,

That Good Night: Life and Medicine in the Eleventh Hour BY SUNITA PURI                                                            That Good Night  , by Sunita Puri eloquently took me through her journey of being a sensitive child, to walking in her mother's profession yet choosing a specialisation not in terms of approval with her parents. A deeply felt experience of connecting with her patients, not only practising medicine but practising the strength and courage to break out about their medical condition confronting them and their families in the trivial situation. The experiences with patients takes her down the memory lanes where she now understands her past in a different ways. dealing with lives nearing death gives a perspective of living life more gracefully. We all are heading towards death but most of us just don't know when is that.  the dignity of an individual is invaluable, which when compromised, one is  emotionally shattered. I realise the rea

A day's dream, I am wide awake. - Coorg Finally here we are it is 12:00 am it's fresh warm breeze blowing in my face as I sit by this window of the hotel room at 12 am, watching the slowing down of the town in Coorg. My friends have dozed off to sleep and I'm not getting sleep with out expressing this beautiful journey. I am feeling so thrilled to think of it all. It begins somewhere with me running late and my off-roading rickshaw ride rammi ng through the footpaths to get me to the Airport. It was the stay calm challenge for me, just keeping in mind that what ever will happen to me is the best. All three of us from different locations hit the airport on time.It was all excitement and giggles at the airport que, it was the good feeling to see the flying machines after 8 years. Flying in Airplanes were my childhood fascination and my dad ensured that I did so. The line was moving now and we where the 1st passengers to board the the Indigo Jet. We enjoyed as the old lad

Dear, beautiful branch of the tree.. Your colors have mesmerized me.. I wish all had the purple like thee.. Whatever has broken you? Please set it free? Oh really, is that what you see? All I knew from the stingy bee, That I'm nothing more than a Nectar-less tree.. But I now embrace this summer spree.. the dormant buds, will blossom in glee... As I awaken, as I set my self free.. #BrokenBranches