Vishnu Mishra

Language is a tool to communicate. But with changing times it has become more than just a tool for expression. I personally believe that "Language must be a tool for communicating our thoughts expressions and whatever we want to convey rather than being a medium to judge standards." Its the weakness of that nation either in past or present, which gives English such an important status, and to support my argument I can very well state  the examples of nations that take pride in usage of their aboriginal language. They too might be judging the standards of the ones they meet but then that parameter wont be based on usage of a foreign language. Its really a matter to ponder over as too why would someone near you laugh if you use proper hindi vocabulary and would take you for an entertainer rather than a nation lover. This is not just the case with Hindi its with all the countries which are psyched and driven by the phile for this foreign language to an extent that many

For the last few days I have been thinking and planning to make my arrangements as per the need of the hour.   But this article is not about that or what, how, when, where and why am I planning and for what arrangements. While I was busy following the general mode of operation followed while making plans. I do keep a room, a leverage , a breathing room for the possibility of chances. I am not the perfectionist nor am I close to being one. But I do believe that life is dynamic in itself. While we are busy making our plans life is busy in making things happen that may or may not be according to our plans. Its a lie that one says to himself that his plans worked perfectly. Well I would term him simply lucky enough to predict his future. The more the luck the better planner one thinks of himself but in reality its all a lie a big fat lie we believe and make ourself agreeable to. Then who are we, well we are psuedo-planners or quasi-planners, and the chances for our plan to work

Life is passing with every second. And on this earth are as many stories, as many are the souls that have ever lived. Like the novels that get published, only a few enjoy limelight while many perish in oblivion. Still novel once published might go out of prints one day due to variety of reason still it won't be lost and if ever any curious soul steps in to search for the lost memoirs he can resurrect them, with some extra efforts, certainly. But this case completely varies with human souls. Man in world of modernisation has become a machine with nothing in focus but the ways to thrive and live another day. The philosopher in every human that was has not seen the light of day in years and is suppressed, shunned and forgotten by many. Still when you focus on what there is to this life. Then you might feel that the things that drive todays world mechanism are actually the most mere and least helpful in adding an extra chapter to this story of life. Every human when seen a

Accidentally in Love Young and Cherished; Beaming with life; I walked down the boulevard street The wind aint blowing The clouds ain't thundering The skies ain't pouring The flashes ain't rattling Cliches in the movies I checked them twice None were happening.. I was jumping and throttling Whistling down the street Fresh air blowing Kissing my cheeks.. The feeling it gave So fresh and refreshing The leaves once on trees; Were on the road; Lying pale as yellow A car passed by; and I watched as The leaves ran all around I was lost; Walking in the lap of nature BANG!! All my ambiguity lost; I collided into a... A A A.... Speachless and Dumbfound The a chatterbox I was; I bumped into a girl; A more of sorceress Rather than just a simple girl As a punishment for my mistake; She stole my heart away; At once instantly away; Why it has to be the heart always? Numb and intoxicated I had become; strength all gone; Mind all lost Noth

“Achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that happiness, not pain or mindless self-indulgence, is the proof of your moral integrity, since it is the proof and the result of your loyalty to the achievement of your values.” Ayn Rand (1905-1982); Writer, Philosopher