"ASK ME" about Secret Santa...

There are so many Children in the world who cannot celebrate any season or any occasion of the year, their hearts are full of dreams and expectations, however they bury them deep within, coz’ there are no ears to it, I wish I could fulfill many such dreams, and probably that is one of my dreams.

Let me share something with you, I’m not used to taking lunch from home to office, I eat out often... and fall sick one my colleague suggested that I should order food from someone called Aunt Martha who supplies delicious tiffin’s (food), I thought why not give it a try, I liked the food, it was indeed yum and delicious. Martha Aunty would deliver the tiffin’s regularly by 1.00PM. My lunch problem was sorted :)
One day Aunt Martha did not turn up at 1.00PM, I was hungry I waited till 2.00PM and decided to eat out, when  I was about to leave I heard a little girl calling out my name, she was only 6 years old, cute and innocent. Her name was Katie, she said Aunt Martha is not well and so she is come to deliver the tiffin, I asked her which school she goes? Where are her parents… and to that she never said anything not even a word.

Katie used to come daily I liked her, she shared everything about her , she did not know who her parents were, Aunt Martha had adopted her, and their only mean of living was the tiffin they supply. I respect Aunt Martha for that, all I wanted to see was a smile on Katie’s face forever, whenever I got a chance to make her happy I never missed it...Though I have changed my job place, I make time and drop to see her...I just want to see all her little dreams come true...

Specially, this Christmas ‘m gonna surprise Katie, I will be her Secret Santa :) and guess what when I was surfing online to order a gift I came across this Brand “ASK ME” they are actually sending Santa Claus to your loved ones house and giving surprise gift on your Behalf, Doesn’t that seem exciting Folks, and it’s not 10 , it’s not 20…its 100 Gifts free, I wish I’m one of those in the 100 people who want to gift their Loved ones. “People please pray for me.” I wanna make this Christmas Special for Katie…Hey “ASK ME Santa” do wish her on my behalf, I have filled the form :)
I wish Katie Happiness forever….

Friends if you want to wish your loved ones or want to bring smiles to innocent faces this Christmas do visit for more details on -  https://www.facebook.com/AskMe.Infomedia18

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The first man in my life

Whenever I saw him I had a Twinkle in my eyes, I loved to be cuddled by him, I feel safe in his arms, he gives the comfort I want, he is a dream come true for me, his every touch is memorable and even without he saying I know he is always there for me. He is adorable, I really love him…
I still remember those days when he used to be awake at night cos’ I was not well, he never showed his tears to me, and he is one who taught me to be strong, He taught me how to drive, he encouraged me to overcome my fears, I must not miss telling, he is the first person to Kiss me…
I hold his hand and feel great and safe, I always feel like a winner with him by my side. I liked his dressing sense, I used  to imitate him when on computer, I liked the way he watched cricket and got excited, when he wears his specs, awe' he  gives a tough time to all the heroes in the world. I know he is the best man in my life.

I grew up knowing his experiences , the bed time stories he shared were always inspirational, I can still see his face bright with a wrinkle or two, but he is as awesome as he is... always for me.



I love you DAD, I respect you for all you are, you are the first ever man in Life and I’m proud of you.
Thank You God, I'm blessed with this Man in my Life :)

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Respect our People, Respect our Nation!!

I never thought I will be writing such a story, coz’ I never get influenced by movies to write a story, but yes real life has always inspired me to write. I have a colleague named Ashfaque Khan in my office, he is basically from Lucknow, his ancestors were Hindu, they were converted during the rule of Akbar Badshah, Ashfaque always favored the Hindus, he liked being among them ‘had lot of friends, one of course is me. He is really a fantastic guy.

He had is own dreams, one them he had shared with me, he wanted to go on a world tour with is parents and so he was saving all his money, but he did not have a passport, I suggested he get it made soon.
He filled an online form and went to the passport office for the formalities, but every day, he was told to come another day or was given any other excuse, that he is late or whatever, one day he decided , he will reach there before the office opens and wait…he did that he was the first one in the queue. The (passport) Verification Officer, during the verification was very rude, coz’ Ashfaque was a Muslim, however Ashfaque kept his calm, but the one question which the officer asked really made Ashfaque speak- “The question was “Are you or your family related to or connected to any terrorist ? “ Ashfaque had tears in his eyes, he said, “Sir, I’m not related to any terrorist, nor do I no one, but my Father has served the Indian Army for 15 years, and I’m proud of that, I’m a proud Indian, Like you are, I’m not a terrorist.”

The passport officer, just passed his file and sanctioned it without a word, people who were standing there saw Ashfaque with respect.

Friends’ this is a True Story, only the name is changed on request, I’m proud to be Ashfaque’s friend!
True Indians! Happy Independence Day to all of us!! Respect our People, Respect our Nation!!

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A scary truth ...

The mobile rang the third time, Arsa was in a very important meeting, she could not ignore the call, and she excused herself and took the call. The call was from her 3 year young daughter, she just kept saying Amma (mother-in-law) is not opening her eyes. ..Arsa was worried.  She could not concentrate on the meet, she requested her MD via sms that it’s an emergency and she had to leave.

When Arsa reached home her mother in law was lying on the bed cold, her daughter Isha was crying...

Arsa was a widow, her husband passed away in an accident, she was eight month pregnant then, Arsa was brave she had all the courage to take care of her baby and stayed with her mother-in-law (Amma), Her Amma was the only support, while Arsa was in work, she used to take care of Isha.... being a single mother was indeed difficult. Even before the cremation ceremony, Arsa’s boss called her up and said she is fired, cos’ she left midst an important meeting...

There are so many women like Arsa who are single mother, career conscious trying to balance family and work, some succeed some are still struggling.  I met Arsa in one of my friend's engagement , that’s how I came to know  about her, I just kept wondering why we don’t have an answer for all this, many even suggested her to get married, but is that a solution? Arsa did want to get married, and why should she ...'just for the sake of  financial support compromise with another man, isn’t that unfair?

I kept wondering all the way back home, how will she take care of her daughter Isha? How will she mange to live? How ...How...there were too many questions???

Is it that a woman if a mother will not get opportunities like other young girls or women to make her career?  Does life end after being a mother? Does she have to compromise with her dreams? My heart is still heavy I really don’t know how I can help her; I wish God lands in her house and fill it with riches, so that it will be enough for all her life.

I might really sound kiddish...but that’s all I can hope for Arsa!

Do you have a solution for such women in our society? Where will they go...How will they survive?...

A scary truth which no one wants to accept, the society ignores... but persist! 

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It is my responsibility …it’s our responsibility!

I left late from work one day, was really tired and wanted to reach home before midnight , there was not much traffic on the road, was waiting for the last bus, which was at 11.00pm, there were few known faces, I got into the bus and hurriedly took the seat opposite  to the entrance. I showed my pass to the conductor, when he was done giving tickets he went and sat in the single front seat chatting with driver.
I was thinking about my schedule for next day when I heard something…I paid more close attention to hear what the conversation was…there were two people sitting behind, one was a child  (Boy around 10- 12yrs) and a man (middle age)
The conversation between the two….
Boy: “Uncle kaha jaa rahe hain hum “(Uncle…Where are we going?)
Man: Chup reh…bas thode aage jaake utarna hai… (Be quiet …we will get down in some time)
Boy: Muje darr lag raha hai… (‘M scared)
Boy: Uncle...jyada dard tho nahi hoga… (Uncle it won’t pain Na…)
Boy…Uncle… Uncle band kar warna ek rakh k dunga (Stop calling me uncle or I’ll hit u)
Boy: aap muje paise denge...ghar chod denge…ma intezaar kar rahi hongi (you’ll give me money and drop me home na …my mother must be worried)
I was shit scared when I heard this conversation; I didn’t know what to do…I really wanted to interrupt , But I did not have that guts , I just got up went to the conductor and told him what I heard…He said IGNORE…I was shocked,  I decided may what happen I will help the Innocent Child, I wanted to do something before the bus stopped… I gathered all my courage and went  to Man who was sitting with the Boy and asked the Boy where do you want to go…why r u scared tell me I’ll reach you home , The man was angry, he warned to stay away , started abusing, other passengers came to rescue… I did not pay any heed to what the man was saying, I constantly kept asking the child to say if he needed help, the boy started crying, I had only one thought in mind - I want to save the child from the monster... the driver stopped the bus, the conductor asked the man to get down and leave the boy alone…the man had  to give up.  The bus started, I took the boy home, I asked him about the man, the man was his friend’s uncle. I was shocked and had tears in my eyes when I heard the things the little boy shared. I might not share it…but I want to tell the world, save an innocent child, let no one take advantage of their circumstances and innocence. See that children are safe in this world...It is my responsibility …it’s our responsibility!

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Holiday Travel Destination - The best Place My Home

My Beautiful home is located on the banks of the backwaters in mandedyi village, approximately 5 kms from the outskirts of kaup (udipi), Karnataka. Set in rustic, sylvan surroundings, the house is close to the bramhalingeshwar temple (Aallade).
This is the ideal home for someone looking for a quite retreat near Padebettu, not too far from the city but away from the noise and pollution. The house itself is tiled and constructed in the perfect karnatakan style, and white washed with natural lime, a local product. The small garden slopes gently away into the backwaters. The farmland around the house has coconuts, areca nuts, and 12 varieties of mango, pepper, pineapple, mangroves and various medicinal plants. The floor on the entrance is wiped with dung. Our most prized possession is a 1000 year Black Rock Mountain called “Bramha Pada” locally, the miracle of God, people in the village worship this wonder! From here you can watch the half of the Karnataka city. Walk a few steps through the lush green coconut garden, sit by the backwaters in tranquillity and peace, or take a boat on the water to a neighboring village and learn about crabs, prawns and copra making. See men climbing the coconut palms and learn how the local brew is made and even taste it!
There are so many enchanting and true stories about this beautiful place.You can hire a 3 wheeled cheaper Auto rickshaw and travel around the village or get a glimpse You can still travel a long way spare a day with the Mukaali (the one who looks after the temple) family living in a 500 year old Padebettu house and listen to their stories and beliefs and visit their family temple and Sacred grove with its snake God and Kumara the idol god. The villagers believe & worship him a lot.
If you again wish to meet and experience other home stay families and surroundings at entirely different destinations in Karnataka I can guide you, indeed!The rustic charm of this village ambience is sure to leave an indelible impression as you say goodbye .
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How this holiday makes a difference
Ours is the first and the only Backwater Home stay in this village and in Udipi. The people are very friendly and helpful – this is a home away from home where you can enjoy and really get to know a local family and community. You will experience a backwater destination far from the normal tourist trail, and we only offer two double rooms to preserve the livelihoods of the host family & villagers, and the environment.
The house and the premises are preserved and maintained by using local material and local workmen. The house itself is tiled and constructed in the true Karnatakan Indian style. The fish, prawn, crab, coconut oil, vegetables, and fruit are all produced locally. The farmland around the house has coconuts, areca nuts, mangoes, pepper, pineapple, jackfruit and mangroves, and various medicinal plants.

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