You ask this question everyday to your mirror and to yourself. An object made for personal grooming or admiring oneself will become so important in everyone’s life, nobody knew. Some of us like to keep a check on how we look and some of us likes to keep a CONSTANT check on how we look! You might take a step back and get late but won’t miss a chance to look into a mirror.
And here are few signs that prove you are a mirror-obsessed person JUST LIKE ME
In morning before you leave for work, you check yourself at least 10 times in the mirror
First thing that you do when sit in your car, is not wearing the seat belt but to check the rear view mirror
You are obsessed with glass buildings of malls or offices, because you just love your reflection in those mirrors
For you standing in elevators is all about mirrors. Else, it would have been so boring
It goes without saying, what selfies mean to you!
Your webcam is used more to check your hair and make-up than Skye-ping
Your major motivation to hit the gym is that you can see your awesome physique in mirrors all around
Out of 24 hours, 26 hours of yours are spent in styling your hair
Where people make sure not to forget their car keys, phone or house keys behind. You make sure not to leave home without your pocket mirror
You just love washrooms at five stars. Why? Just look at those big, lavish mirrors!
You don’t only love getting clicked but have this habit of staring at your own pictures
Going for a walk is all about peeping into the car mirrors
And same goes for while travelling in metro
Lucy was looking her way to the cradle. She heard her little one crying and rushed over there to soothe the crying baby. On reaching the cradle, she had tears in her eyes. With moist eyes she looked at the empty cradle. she hushed her crying baby.
She had made a choice between reality and her Daughter.
One hot evening in Philadelphia, she could look out over the top of the town. There were chimney swifts in the sky. After a while it got dark and she was cool and fresh in the hot night. She had happiness flowing in her veins, her lips curved in a soft smile and her rosy pink cheeks blushing with the flow of fresh blood beneath her ivory skin.
Thousands of miles away, a doctor was frantically searching for his scalpel. It was missing
Round the corner
It may wait
Either a road
Or a secret gate
There were times
when i passed them
Time was not right
When i stood there
A day will come
When i get the wings
And fly the hidden path
West of the Moon, East of the Sun
Last month i came across a few statistics related to my country.
India’s hunger is often considered shameful across the world and India is considered the Hunger capital of the world.
3,000 children die daily due to illnesses related to poor diets. Subsidized carbohydrate-rich foods that fuel and fill the poor rather than truly nourishing them and real shortages in its poorest states have worsened the problem. According to UNICEF, 66 children out of every 1000 die due to lack of food.
1.1 billion Population of this country goes to sleep HUNGRY
40% of India is illiterate and we are currently facing the worst educational crisis due to high dropout rate of children’s from the school. They leave behind their schooling and work to provide additional economic help to the families.
The issue of child labor is considered India’s hidden shame. 17 million children in India are child labors. This is pretty shameful. 90% working children are in rural India
All this figures were very shameful as well as shocking. I am not sure for how long i am in this country and soon would fly but my love for this nation would never die. Social Work was always in my priority but till now i preferred working for animals rather than humans. This statistics were like an eye opener and that’s when i decided to wuit my current job and do something that serves the society in some way. I am not getting a higher pay like my previous work, but the satisfaction i get is incredible.
Never say “No”, “Not Now”, “I have nothing to give”
Look deep inside you and you have lots to give
Time has been one of the greatest gifts ever
After all we make living by what we get
But we make LIFE by what we give