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Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai

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T his post is dedicated to introducing my Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai . I have made this podcast with an intention to connect to people through my voice. This is not only a means of sharing my views and stories with the world but is also a medium to talk to myself.   A podcast is a good medium to connect with people as it does not demand the attention of your eyes; all it wants from you is to lend your ears. Often when you are commuting on a bus or in a metro, listening to a podcast can be a great idea: All you need is an earphone and bingo! My Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai has a Trailer as an introduction and episodes that are published from time to time. All the episodes so far have been archived below with dedicated links for one-click listening. Also, it is my humble request to leave your valuable feedback and comments on this post or on my  Instagram page   https://www.instagram.com/neoimaginations/     Twitter handle  Bus Kahani Hai              Latest Episodes Episode 4 : Khidki Ke Baa
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God is Laughing.

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       It was just break of the day, a dawn i mean. The sun had not shown full on the horizon. Just a sneak and peek look. A woman comes in a jiffy to pluck yellow flowers from  a bush that only had those two blossoms for the day. She stole its magic and left secretly. Another woman entered the scene in a hurry but with confusion. She felt guilty of being two minutes late and walked away with a hanging face. Minutes later an old man just after his morning bath came up to the bush but only plucked some leaves in absence of flowers.  This is the drama I enjoy every morning from my balcony. The devotees struggling to please God every morning. But more than the ritual of their actual prayers, I think the God enjoys the flower drill more.The bush also supports the drama by never giving more than four to five flowers a day to end the struggle of innocent worshipers. When these people come out for post dinner walk on the street they secretly scan the buds that would bear flowers the
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Water Phobia

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The onset of winters make weather and overhead tank water a natural freezer. This is when India becomes a land of water savers. A season when water is treated either like the auspicious Gangajal or like the dangerous concentrated sulphuric acid.   I have my own experience with a colleague. Those were our bachelor days and we were staying together to share bundles of joy, sorrows and many more on the list. James was his name. A real hardworking guy and gem of a person. James loved winters for many reasons. Through out the year he would curse Delhi but  in winters he would say ' Delhi rocks man !'  As the average temperature touched 20 degree Celsius he would ask me to join for his traditional winter shopping.  A black inner and a jacket was all that he needed to smile in the winters. He never thought of buying two black inners.  "Just one will do" , he would say when I used to insist him for buying another one. This one black inner vest would stick to hi
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Do Right:Another Half Story Waiting to be Completed.

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For a nation that breathes Cricket, talking anything against would be considered sacrilegious. But it is not about having hard feelings for this game or the Dhoni s XI. It is about respecting other games too. It is about providing basic infrastructure and training for the aspirants of other games too. We have been pampering Cricket as the only sport known to mankind. But it is high time we change our outlook towards other sports and sportsperson alike. There is a village called Dhupguri in West Begal. This place has a women football team " Dooars XI " and the club is run by Bhabani Munda, their coach. A stereotype village where women are considered only apt to get married these village girls have faced objection and disapproval from both family and villagers. Poverty is another challenge to fight and pursue their passion for the game of Football. In the absence of funds and sponsors these girls sell tea and rotis to realize their dream. They do not even have basic
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