Leafy Meadows

  "Morning Mary, How are you doing today? I hope you had beautiful dreams and you would like to share these with me today." "Doctor, she is not going to answer you." Nurse Rama was experienced hand at the institute and in her life had seen many such patients that would never tell their dreams. "Rama, you are so low on life, I know you do not believe in miracles and you have taken care of countless patients in our Endeavour Sanatorium, but believe me if you don't give up on life the life doesn't give up on you." The doctor replied, somewhat sternly, he knew in mind Rama was right, but she is not the doctor, is she? He has taken the oath, and he will take it upon himself to see life not giving up on hope. "Doctor, here's your scope, with regards to our arrangement about taking Mrs. Mali in, I would tell you one thing, she is in a half-dead state already, how are we going to help her?" handing over the scope, Rama checked the pulse of Ma

  Who does not like to be happy, it's almost impossible to find a person on this planet who would choose sadness or any other state rather than happiness.  So if we consider happiness as the state of being content with oneself, then why so many people around us are unhappy or look unhappy. Well, the idea of happiness did one day take root in the mind that was content, clear, and unstirred by external events. Happiness is a relative and subjective concept, it has nothing to do with what kind of money you have, how big your house is, or how costly your car is, happiness is where you find it. It is right there on the smile of a child who gets a puppy from his parents, it is on the smile of an old person when he/she sees his/her child grow and get renowned. It is there on the smile of a hungry person just given food, or when a thirsty person has been given some water. Happiness is there when you are in good health and run with your small kid in your own little marathon. Happiness is ev

  He murdered the child. Now with the child's death on his conscious, he wandered on the sure-ended journey of life. He loved the child, oh! how he would take care of him and fulfill every whim of this child and how in return the child would fill his soul with happiness. But he had to kill this child, for now, it was time to act like a childless person, you cannot survive in a society where everybody is killing their child, where have you got the nerve of living with a child? No, you simply cannot live with the child in society. Society likes conformity, its structure stands on the foundation where many children were laid to rest. But was life worth with this childless living he would ask himself, now that the murder was weighing on his soul, and haunt his dreams, and his daylights. Nothing could taste better, there was no joy in seeing a puddle on the street, it was rather despicable and nuisance. He was in the society now, he had to embrace the ideology.  Morning; Is it raining o

  "Baba, why are we selling balloons? Can't we do anything else? We don't have enough money to buy things, how can we go on like this?"  "Maitrali, don't worry dear daughter, we have enough for all our needs. we managed to get you the new shoes for your school, did we not? and also what else can I do? Selling balloons is all I know and did in my life, and I do not just sell balloons, I sell dreams to all the kids out there. One day you will understand." her father smiled and replied. " No, I mean, there is a speech competition at our school, we are asked to speak on jobs our fathers do? what shall I say baba?." Maitrali asked, she was still not convinced with the answer her father gave to her initial questions. All her friends' fathers were doing big jobs or business, somehow this business that her father did, made her feel small in front of her other friends at school. It is very hard for small kids to understand the work their father or p

  Now that the new year beckons us for our new tryst with life, we must prepare for a year to come. These last couple of years has changed human societies and how they function.  No virus in history has so radically brought the change to the lives of humans as  SARS-CoV-2 or simply Covid-19. Today, as the world is coping slowly with its new mutations and variants, the virus is becoming more drug-resistant.  The world of viruses is as large and unknown as the universe we live in, many viruses are unknown to us. In the world of virology, we have merely scratched the surface.  But this should not deter us from our common goal. we as a race, by our sheer intellect, have strived and triumphed over the process of natural selection.  Sometimes the morning is the most beautiful after the darkest of the night. This is evident from the way vaccines are made on a global scale, its research and trials surpassed the speeds of old vaccine programs. Previously taking intensive and exhaustive work, no