In a world full of excitement,competition,hate ignorance,glory we simply omit our true desires which were woken up in childhood, back when i was just 5 year old I never coveted to become rich, Elegant,hot,luxury loving, I didn't hope for a good machine to ride on or a prestigious college to study at,
what i desired for was to wait till monsoon comes so that i could make a boat of paper, the only thing which worried me was the fact that my boat will not survive if i didn't create it to perfection! I searched for someone who had mastered the art of molding and building a sustainable boat.I insisted him to teach me how he did it so well, this makes me ponder what today has changed me so much that i persistently rely on some or the other guy.
I need a nerd friend to study well, I need a good thrower of punches to take him to settle disputes, I need a good coaching center to prepare for entrance exams, I need a reputed college to study at and then Bragg about it. I need my parents to get me the most sophisticated and up to date smartphones.
I need someone to recommend me for where should i be at this stage of my life and guide me for what should i be doing.
I need devices to connect with people. I need people to perform almost everything for me, then what would i actually do? I will advise them and encourage them to do it more perfectly than the way they are doing it already. am so happy to do this . yes, Adil haneef is extremely happy to give everyone commandments. I will even assure myself that i was born to lead everyone not work for everyone. am no-more the same 5 year old who wanted to learn things he didn't know how to depend on people for things. so whenever i ask you to do me a favor then teach me that exact fucking thing, empower me don't help me.
I am not saying that i am an independent guy. verily we all need each other at every step, but my gist is that we should empower each other rather than helping each other in need.
A story set in the 1950s in a rural area:
The tale revolves around a 14-year-old girl named Chavi, who is married off to the zamindar (landlord) of the village, a 22-year-old man. What will happen when she begins her new life in his home? Will she be able to find happiness?