Now a days am regular in Income tax classes.

"May i come in ,sir" i asked as i was just 10 mins late for the class.

After bunking 3 classes, this was the 4th day in Arbind sir coaching center.
Arbind sir , a complete army school sir type tutor,very particlar about time and as punctual as an army man. Even if one comes 5 mins late in his class the student should be prepared with 'excuses' along with evidence for proving it but if the student would not be able to prove his excuse then he have to regret for getting late or remaining absent or simply that day will be the last day in the tuition.

"May i come in ,sir?" for the 2nd time i asked

He just turned his face towards me then again concentrated on his taxman(book) and without looking at me he said-"if i will say no, then will u get out without asking me anything !!"

"but sir"i started to present my apology and all of a sudden he got up from his chair as if someone lighted the stove under him and interrupted "dont u dare to give me false reasons, u know i hate that" his index finger was pointed towards me and was just about 5 inchs away from my nose.

I countered his accusatory gaze with the most sincerely apologetic face tht i could manage to make in a hope it may give some ice to his anger but it didnt work(i was still outside) , he just went on shouting(i was able to see those smirk laugh on the girls faces,bloody fools) and suddenly he stopped and asked-"how many conditions r ther for an individual in residential status? "

"sir, 2 basic conditions and 2 additional conditions"

"upto wht amount tax is exempted for a person who is a senior citizen ?"

"2,40,000"

"and fr a person less thn 65 yrs? "

"sir, 1,60,000"

"okey fine, u can come in " he said going back to his seat, atlast he agreed and i thanked GOD as i dont have to find another tutor for Income tax.

ufffff 1st step passed now i gt a seat.
"nice , so u have got prepared for the 'arvind sir's questions fire' ,,but dont worry u r under target today" vijay wispered in my ear, who use to sit beside me and help me in answering while viva.

"so whts ur name,,umm amarjeet ,so wht was the reason for remaining absent fr 2 classes ?"he asked me checking his attendance resister.

Damn , this was a critical question, i was not prepared for it.
(4 days back) ->
Still 2 hrs was remaining for arvind sir tuitions and my mobile ringed(the electronic gadget which is the main culprit). The moment i saw the name displaying on the screen, i told myself "doodle, seems like u have to bunk the class today", it was Rahul.
"hello" i answered the call.
"get ready , am reaching at ur place within 10 mins "
"no way , i have got my tuitions"
"the hell with your tuitions, and dont behave as if u r having exam tomm. "
"but its about arbind's tuitions"
"ohhhh tht arvind budha..." he thought fr a while then barked "dont worry we will find a solution for it"
"but still why u r in a hurry ,by the way where were we moving!!" i tried to inquire even if i knew i will not get the proper answer.
"shutup, and grab a bag with some dresses in" he spoke and finally dropped the call, it was assumed that he was in full speed rushing towards my house.

I just took all books out and injected some cloths in my bag,, called my parents and informed about my departure in details as rahul had detailed me...
Right after 2 mins of my packing the door bell didnt got rest for 30 secs till i opened the door.
"i thought u will be waiting for me outside, why u always take long to get ready as like a girl...blah blah"he continued his talk with himself and moved directly towards the fridze with his boots on ,the act my mother hate the most.

"okey lets go" i said locking the door

we got into the car but nooooo!! we were not just 2 ,more 3 were were at back seat-sumit,dilip,rajesh. we all greeted eachother as if havent seen eachother since long.

"where we are about to!!" finally i asked, i had started realising that - for sure we will be out of the city soon.

"puri, puri ,puri" all the four said in chorus and the word overlapped

"nooooo way, i havnt informed my parents" i gave a cause in a hope at least they will have a change in plan but i knew it will not work and it didnt.

"then after reaching there in puri you will inform them " replied rajesh, all people whose names start from "r" are morons, rahul ,,rajesh,, ravi,,, reputed morons.

"okey lets see whats happening !!" i said , i didnt have anyother option too,, actually i was also quite intrested. ;)

After reaching at puri ,, enjoyed a lot, 3 days passed like few hrs.,, enjoyed at beach and ofcource traced some beautifull girls ,, same old flirt looks,, passing comments , tolerating their attitudes and all ...

"Amarjeet, i asked u a question!!!" tanggg.. the voice of arvind sir's made me return from flash back of the fun i did in puri..

"yes sir,,sir actually..." i was going to continue and again he intrupted - "no actually , tell the accurate fact, u know how i hate lies"

He was behaving as if he is suffering from constipation and docters have prescribed -"mr.arvind,if only ur students will give true statements then u will be able to give much amount of shit to ur latrine" yak , the hell with my imaginations.

"sir, as u know day before yesterday it was raining, still i was about to come to ur place and suddenly rahul phoned me , the one who use to come in your afternoon batch. " with a confidence voice i started .

"yes yes , rahul , he is also not coming ,was he with u !! "he tried to link the situation with raised eye brows.

"exactly sir, he just called up and informed me tht his cousin who stay at puri met with an accident with her new scooty(ladies bike) As u know sir, girls now a days dont know how to drive a scooty in such rush traffic still their parents buy them one ,, and the result u know .. as happened with rahul's cousin.. " i gave some serious expression and the scooty part was a kind of revenge for those girls who were giving smirk smile when i was standing outside.

"so what happened to the cousin of the rahul, i mean the girl " he asked again which made me sure tht i am making a perfect story.

"thnk GOD, sir GOD exists, nothing happened to the girl rather the scooty was completly destroyed, Rahul and I got frightened when we saw the scoooty ,all negatives thoughts came to out mind but when we saw Rahul's causin we got relief,, she just had some scratch, docters said she is fine and nothing to worry".ufffffffff its reallly hard to match ur gestures with ur false statement.

"what made u stay up there for three days?"he asked, damn again a question , this man is himself a question mark.

"sir,actually uncle, Rahul's cousin's father dont know much about all this insurance claim and all, as Rahul and me are quite aware of these stuffs , uncle requested us to look out on that matter and in that situation it was not appropriate for us to deny him so... " i completed.

"i understand,yes you both did a good job but atleast you should have informed me , i got angry on you without any reason , am feeling bad on my behavior now"he felt sorry.

Actually sorry sir i didnt had anyother option, u r a good tutor and i have to pass in incometax so cant leave you or will not allow u to kick me out of the batch even if i have to deal with series of lies.

"Its fine sir,you didnt knew, a sir always think good for his student, scolding of a teacher is a kind of blesssing for students, am really greatfull to get such a teacher like you..blah blah". i concluded
"thanks my dear , thanks, me too like to teach you like student who give so much respect to their teacher otherwise some brats are there who dont have bit of manners , u all saw how sober this guy is(he spoke the last line looking at others)."he concluded. I saw the jelousy in the eyes of my anti parties, i loved it ..

"gr8 dude , u r a confidence trickster" vijay passed a statement wispering in my ears. anyone can judge was it a comment or a compliment.

He took 3 hrs class on that day to complete the class and made me understood all the stuffs which were been taught in last 3 bunked classes. After the class, simply i came out of the class , phoned and made rahul understand the situation and got some complements/comments from him too.

Now a days am regular in Incometax classes.:)

{Moral of the story-"whenever one lie, he/she should be confident and shouldnt forget to focus on his/her gestures "}

Diffrence between surprise and shock. :})

whenever the circumference of yours get know that you know the art to palmistry, for sure you have to sit facing one by one lots of hands when u will be in a hub because all love to know what they have done?(even if they know) and what will happen with them in future?(even if they know that its unpredictable) and yes one more thing - the sinners are always afraid to show their palm to palmist and face to the face reader.
As semister was over and friends circle was omitted for a while ,me too started to surf and read some books related to palmistry and face reading stuff ,tried hard to remember and started experimenting with many. one thing a 'learner' should focus-while studying the palm or face, he should never say much negative even if it is been reflected on the client's palm or face otherwise he will get a comment-"hey ..u dont knw anything about palmistry " BUT if he says all positive and stuff like"u have suffered a lot in your life still no one understands u", then he will be getting compliments-"thats true..you know so very much about this art,,gr8 ,,bravo!"(it is experimental truth).
once i had been to pick up my friend(Vikas) from his place for a movie and from his place when we were about to carry forward our further schedule one drop after that 4 drops and then in multiples- the damn rain , even the rhyme- "rain rain go away" didnt work.so needless to say the plans was cancelled and i was to spent whole afternoon at his humble abode.As it was sunday vikas's father(is a nice and friendly person) was present,he works in Govt. sector along with it he use to do some kind of side business(very rich). He came and joined us,all three of us were having talk related to somthing i forgot and all of a sudden moron vikas in a excited voice:- "papa Amar(me) knows the art of palmistry and face reading."
Me->"shut up vikas, (looking a)No uncle i dont have much knowledge about it"

Uncle-"no one is there who knows everything about something, thats why there is a word 'practise' which is to be focused always, its nice to hear that you have interest in this art, now look at me and my palm, let me see what all u know and whats there in my fortune".

Not hearing on any of my words he just showed his two hands and i asked for the right palm.

Palmist Me-1."you must be having good bonding with ur family as ur heart and head line are well attached"

2."must be giving more importance on knowledge than money as your Jupiter mount is more than mercury, it also indicates that u must be lover of nature"

3."your heart is quite weak as u r having a depressing curve, it means when u get depressed u choose to give up. He was listening with full concentration which was giving a push to my brain all to recall all that i knew.

4." uncle,you dont have a prominent fate line which tells that luck is not having much space in ur life but it is also been said that who dont have fate line, make their own fate.Let me tell you what i read about Nepoleon Bonaparte, once he had been to a fortune teller, who mentioned that Nepoleon wast having fate line so he is not lucky.Hearing this Nepoleon just took out knife and made a straight scar on his palm and got a straight fate line after the poured out, and u must be knowing how famous and successful that man was".

Uncle(making a wry face)-"i am not going to do what Napoleon did with knife, am happy with my bit of fate".

Me- 5."and your lines says that you will be having two source of income and must be having allergies too".

Uncle- "true"

Me-"by the way uncle i know that u are a govt. employee and wht the other work or buss. u do!!"
Both uncle and vikas exchanged a kind of looks and smiled which looked quite odd to me.
After a while vikas answered on behalf of uncle-"actually Amar, before papa got in Govt. sector, he was as well as currently dealing with things related to astrology,Horoscope,vastusastra, and prescribing gem stones, as he is remaining busy with his service now a days so not much focusing but still in holidays and if anyone request then he help them out ".Me-"what!!! why didnt u say me about this at 1st, it means uncle knew all this things and i was under observation -what i know!!, vikas u "

Uncle-"Beta i was just checking what all things u know, its nice that you know quite a lot of about this art good! but certain things are which u have to keep in mind -(1).Never study anyone palm at evening hrs.(2).check weather that person is lefty or righty.(3).always try not to touch the lines while studying those.(4).At the end tell the person that rekha(lines) changes a bit in a gap of three months"After taking some water he again spoke"and what i observed that you r very much fickle so spend some time in meditation and try to spend some time with yourself sitting alone in silent or try 'maunabrata' once in a week"
His last statement made me understood that i was under observation

vikas-"hey... i gave you a surprise right!!"

Me-"No ... a shock."

My current fav poem-"IF" by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you-are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,but make allowance for their doubting too.

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting or being lied about, dont deal in lies, or being hated, dont give to hating ; And yet dont look too good ,nor talk too wise.

If you can dream and not make dreams your master;

If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster, And treat those two imposters both the same.

If you can bear to hear the truth you have spoken,twisted by knavesto make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stop and build them up with worn out tools.

If you can make a heap of all your winings. And risk it on one turn of pitch and toss, and lose and start again at your beginings and never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve you turn long after they are gone and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them "HOLD ON!".

If you can talk to crowds and keep your virtue or walk with kings nor lose the common touch.

If you neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you.

If all men count with you ,but none too much.

If you can fill the unforgiving minutes with sixty seconds worth of distance run-yours is the earth and everything that in it and which is more you will be a man my son!

-Rudyard Kipling

my desk spoke!!

45 days were left for the last semister-I started to collect the notes as per the syllabus(whose contents were new to me), but some how got the notes from my friends rather collecting from the lecturers so as to avoid lecture for bunking regular classes. Finally acquired lots of xerox sheets .
30 days were left, I felt - "its time to start! NO I don't have much time to complete and revise all the units..so i have to be seriously serious now,but still 30 days are left. okay shut up! I don't want to regret after the exam by telling myself - 'i would have started studying a bit early' , which I have even uttered many time in past but NO not this time .yes, today I will count the pages -how much I have to complete!
15 days were left,Almost more than half of the course was over but still the rest were to be completed which became the reason for adding some more hours for studies , locked the bike in garage, polished the shoes and kept them in drawer, started to use eye drops,switched off the mobile but a peculiar thing happened-As the burden of the course was decreasing the nervousness was increasing(didnt knew why!).One more thing I observed - I was loving to stay in sleep for more and more hours as a buffalo loves to stay in water in summer.
10 days were left, it was the time for revision ,revision and revision,, alarm clock was also having a nice workout.
It was 3 am ,after getting up from the bed poked water in eyes,filled waterbottle and went straight to the desk wiped the dust and then the conversation began between the desk and me ->desk started-"good morning "
i replied"good morning"
"how come today so early "
"actually only 10 days are left so thought to start getting up early and revise the lessons"
"thanks to these exams of yours for which at least I am regularly wiped for some days otherwise you use to pile books ,cds,rough sheets whatever u can on me like am a dustbin "
"ohh I am sorry "
"please don't be because I know after this exams will over u will again make me wear a coat of dust and pile all nonsense things on me in a harsh way, you self-centered pig cant you feel the pain of mine, u only think of me at the time of exams"
"okay am sorry ,I try will cure your complains"
"you should "
"can i start my studies now"
"ya sure and best of luck and one more thing can you please paint me after your exams and the last thing is just warn all the brats not to doodle on me "
"thanks for your wishes and yes, I will follow your instructions"
At last finally my preparation for the semister was over for which thanks to my alarm, desk,water bottle who helped me in many ways.

Trip To Tirupati

The day I got to know about the plan for a prilgimage trip to tirupati planned by the managers and directors of my family, me too helped the news to spread in my surrounding and then from that moment we became the source of transporting the money to 'hundi of tirupati' from the doners{but i dont understand when I mentioned to my frnds about going to tirupati,all uttered the same line-"will u shave ur head!!" ,,(Damn what is this!! if one is going to tirupati that doesnt mean he have to return with hairless head)}.

It was the train which was the mode of transport for us to tirupati(the richest God of India). The trip was for 3 days so we all took only one bag for oneself , my concerned mummy and aunty had managed to pack food in such amount that it lasted till we came back from the trip to home (i dont understand why people eat like 'i dont remember the name of the animal' when they travel.) and it was the heaviest luggage, keeping in view that we have to spend 48 hrs in train I took 2 books for completion but returned completing only 1 as i have forgot-> at night the other traveller in the compartment will not allow to switch on the light for a long time (some even travel as to get some sleep and remain abstain from their work).

After reaching at turipati the first thing I did-> went out to grap a journal from wheeler(at my pavillion I often use to see the face of the journal but while I go out, get infactuated towards it, it may be an illness or something!!). The cover page was covered with a single news about a train accident, this type of news makes a person completly relaxed when he is reading the news sitting in the railway station and imagining that he have to catch a train after few hours.

Papa with an newly introduced uncle went to enquiry for a hotel for getting freshened and after a while returned with smiling face and said-"Great news, all hotel are booked as its too rush in tirupati on Saturday for darshan "(it was the 2nd news I got which was like a ultrasonic for ears). Thank God the 1st class waiting hall in station was not too rush so got freshened over there and kept the lugage in locker room. one more thing I have to mention-some of the maniac also come to the station campus who love to scrawl on the walls for example:"pinku love pinky"(with a heart at the middle of the name with an arrow shot in it),"vote for XYZ -he is a leader who will lead the country and develop it","for help contact ph no. 9876589686" and there was also a big poster containing many faces who were caught for pickpocketing(some also had given smiling pose while the authorities taking their snaps).
Newly introduced uncle(R-uncle) had been with us who was like a guide, he had been to tirupati priorly for 2 times and adding this trip it was 3 times,he had also once shaved his head in tirupati and told us the fact why people give their hair to tirupati->As tiruapti is kubera,he have lot of money so many people donate a part from their body as a present to God i.e hair(this may be the real reason).R-uncle made a plan to me and my brother to climb the mountain with bare feet by mentioning -"you both brothers seem as fit as fiddle"(he didnt knew that I am 5 kg overweight and my younger brother is 8 kg underweight)and decided to send the elders in a bus to the top of the mountain. The marching started ,with us there were lot if people,some newly married couples were putting the paste of turmeric and sindoor on each step and smiling at each other like robots continuously ( steps were there to climb),some were even lighting the camphor on each step.

After climbing 1300 steps all three of us started to count the steps with full concentration as if chanting mantras in numbers.when the 3000th step was over we thought to take a break for a bottle of limca(lemon revitalises), the hindi (language) of the shopkeeper was difficult to understand but was manageable, and we had a talk:

"bhai ya , aur kitna door hai mandir?"

"jada nahi"

"phir bhi,, kitna Kms hoga?"

"app log 3 km abtak aa chuke ho aur 7Kms jana hai"

then R-uncle thanked him and told"thik hai" (me and my brother glanced each other and didn't understood why R-uncle told 'thik hai', our hinge bone had already started to shiver after climbing 3000 steps,and how can that be 'thik hai' and moorre 7 kms!!)

I was sure we will not get any bus too on the way we were traveling so had two options i.e walk or run, but with fullest effort we some how managed to reach near the temple, all the elders were waiting for us and by seeing us they simply blew out- "what took u so long?", instead of answering I looked here and there in search of water, our feet were covered with charcoal colour,went inside the temple and there was too a queue and got to know still we have to cover more 1 km to get a glance of God, many people's head in front of us were shining like mirror which are placed in the pyramid Egypt with the reflection of sun ,they have applied paste of chandan on their head to keep it cool, my vertebrate were getting ready to misplace but thank God we reached at the entry point of the small temple in which the statue of God was there and i forgot about the pain,the tomb of the temple was made of pure gold, after a long wait I saw for turipati(God) for some seconds, he was also wearing lot of gold , for a moment sanctity came in my mind and after kicked out by the rush started to recall the look of the statue of God, he was having a captivating look. We all sat outside the temple on the floor for a while to get activated.
The moment darshan was over the hunger for lunch begun , took the bus while getting back to the station,there was also a temple(padmavati temple) after getting down from the mountain, i had lost the patience and energy to go there so went to waiting hall with my brother and papa but after lunch my aunty,mummy and R-uncle(an energetic scout) went to the temple and returned after 3hrs, in train I had a nice sleep without getting disturbed by the gossip or light or sound of the slamming of door till the train reached in my local area.

1st-feb sunday- hard to forget.

I was to go to an excursion at early morning with about 32 pupils of an art class as a guide so was having some responsibility,in which I am not good at but some how managed.As it is so relish to getup early morning at 5.00 am on Sunday with the help of one alarm clock and two mobile reminders( with hardship got up at 6 am) and taking bath with chilled water in winter to get ready with which my day started.The bus in which all have to get up for the excursion was waiting at my aunty's pavilion where the art class use to held which was much far from my place so ignited the bike and started.On the way was praying not to suffer from any odd happening and suddenly my bike coughed, again coughed and went to coma which made me recall i forgot to fuel the bike the day before and its too early for a petrol pump to open.On Saturday had donated 350 ml of blood to red cross for which I was so very active but as the 'morning patience level' was on high volume instead of taking out the fault of the bike and kicking it just parked it in parking area gave some coins to the guard and took the ticket and kept it safely in the wallet then took a auto rickshaw and reached near the bus(was just 30mins late) but after reaching thanked God as all the others were also maintained punctuality as me and even some of the parents (parents were not allowed for excursion)with there kids stopped the bus to catch it at the middle of the road, after 1 hr of humpty dumpty road we all reached at the spot where there was a temple with sculptures of 19th century , a pond ,a entry gate and two tube wells.All the pupils started to draw and paint whatever they could, after a halt of 2 hrs all took breakfast packets and got ready to return (how can these 3 to 4 ft kids be so active!!).

while returning in the bus all the pupils followed the convention of excursion i.e anthaskari .In the whole journey the book-'autobiography of a yogi ' kept me in meditation mode.As the bus reached the place from where it picked all ,the parents , drivers ,uncle and aunts of the pupils surrounded the bus and looked at it as a space craft have launched with aliens and with it at last the exhausted excursion was over.

The scorching sun was having a healthy contract with the climate so me decided to stay at my aunty's place till evening for a series of nap but but forgot-> how can that be possible on Sunday when all gather at a same place to discuss the deeds of the past week and plan for the next week but still didn't lost hope and got a sick nap and the rest of the time read some of the pages of the book. At evening took a coke bottle(1 lt,empty) for carrying petrol to the place where i had left the bike .On Sunday evening all the auto rickshaws drivers will be busy in carrying there wife(s), children(s),father, mother to parks ,movies then consoled myself by thinking they are even human beings ,they have desires ,they also need rest(but why in such situation of mine they need to enjoy and take rest!!nonsense) .Anyhow got an auto and reached, saw my bike,it was waiting for me opened the bottle smelled the petrol(i love the smell of petrol). Suddenly the Mobile started to ring -

"hello"

"hello doodle,where r u ? aree you have left the keys of ur bike up here"

"acha ,,,,okey"

After dropping the call still searched the bag subconsciously for the keys if i may find it.. Simply holding the bottle , hearing the music (thank God the ipod was with me ) walked 3 kms to reach my humble abode, didn't spoke to anyone and wasn't having the authority to blame others as I had made the mistake,went to the bathroom saw the mirror, smiled and told "God is testing your patience"and the mirror also did the same.After getting freshened squeezed a half lemon in the a glass full of water with a pinch of salt drank it then took out the cycle, with full of dust it was almost about to become an antique piece, went to bring back my bike's keys (cycling after a gap of two months for 28 kms give eternal peace to legs).

At the parking place the guard looked and spoke "sir, I saw u before 2 hrs ,why didn't u take your bike? "

"had been to bring my cycle to keep it over here , I will take it tomorrow"

"what!!, okey sir."

after tearing the wind for few mins reached at my habitat ,took my dinner. The bed was seeming like heaven without wasting no time jumped on it with the book and slept reading about the sages, saints, Himalayas.. awwww .

Memories that sparkles*

There are three options, one can think of life.
1.life is too short, there is no time to do anything.
2.life is too long, there is lot of time for doing something.
3.life is unpredictable, we should do as much as we can because lost time can never
be found.
> He choosed to follow the third option. He was born in 1913 in a landlord family (had royal blood within him). As we know all mothers are very caring for there children but his mother died when he was just three years old and since then his childhood passed under a strict observation of his father, who was a very famous landlord. He was good in his studies and passed his matriculation in a high school in his village, then he joined ISE in RAVENSHAW college(cuttack), which was under Patna university, Bihar at his time(at present its an university). After completing his medical science(got the prefix"Dr.") he joined Orissa government job as a physician in the central prison of Berhampur. He was also among many who had seen the world war II, which was fought in 1942. When his posting was in central prison, Berhampur –India was still under the rule of British. He left the job under British government being inspired by eminent freedom fighter like Late. Nava krushana choudhry, Late. Nava krushna dash, Late Dr. Hara krushna Mohatav, Late Dr.Raghunath Ray. He was been liked by his surroundings as because he was very orthodox, conservative, straightforward in his approach and he always like to take the bull by the horns.
In a small town named Jatni, which was surrounded by many villages he practiced medical privately for about three decades. He used to be known as a very popular doctor in his localities(now even many paise him for his past noble deeds at his localities). Then a turn came in his work , people wanted him in the social spear, as a result a vibrating enthusiasm started to grow in him for social welfare, which developed the inclination in him to join politics. Ultimately he became the first chairman of Jatni panchayat sameti. He remained busy in politics and was well known for taking bold actions and steps for the people, he dedicated himself for the development of areas coming under Jatni panchayat sameti without bothering about his own interest and financial position. Beside panchayat sameti he was attached to :
-Educational Institution (member in board of directors in P.N.College(khurda)(now its an autonomous college),Jatni boys high school, Jatni girls high school).
-Co-operative Organization(member in RMCS, RCMS, apex marketing society, central co-operative bank )
-Agriculture organization (syndicate member in OUAT)
Being qualified, honest and dedicated man he also got chances to represent district and state as delicate to different state of Indian territory to observe the co-operative movement and panchayat raj movement in India during his period. With the passing away of time he had also to confront some political opponent who didn’t favor his ethics but they remained unbitten till he completed his tenure in politics. Even if he was indulged in politics but he never forgot to do his noble work i.e to serve people as a doctor.
Since by then corruption, lobbying, manipulation and money started playing its role in the field of politics, he couldn’t compromise with his ethics to get a lift for the political carrier and he decided to take a loop and went back to his pavilion to look after his parental land lordship at his native, where he solely involved himself with his agriculture for someyears…All of a sudden his kith and kin received a shocking message on 5th june 1985 “DR.PRANNATH CHHOTRAY HAD LEFT FOR HEAVENLY ABODE WITH A CARDIAC FAILURE” which was quiet unexpected for the family and for his friends because as he was in his sound health, but some doctors even said and say –luckiest people die from cardiac failure to have a peaceful death without pain(the pain use to last for a few seconds).
*For development and interest of the locality he never bothered about his individual financial position and materialistic achievement.
*At present days his inheritants are being recognized by Dr.Prannath Chhotray’s name and fame in the localities.
( I was not that lucky to face this great sole as he left for heaven prior to my arrival on this planet, but am proud be the grandson of such a person)

Inclination towards corruption!

Recently i was making myself read an article(hoping it may help in group disscussion) about all the scams held in the country.It had mentioned a brief historical records of scams since 1948,the year after the country got independence(may be the british were not allowing anyone to keep records of scams during there rulling period).The great leader who were tagged as corrupted, which made them so famous that at present we are still getting to read there name and deeds in newspaper,even some of their kith and kins are presently rulling the country,states,cities and streets(hope the present leaders may not be tagged by any source as corrupted as their ancestors in future or may be!!)what i got to know ->more the year and cost of living hiked simultaneously the rate and price of corruption also hiked in multiples(In 1949, Rs25000 was much to fix the 'price' for making one corrupt but now a few millions(Rs) feels like not enough to be named as 'corrupted price',this is what Inflation is!!!(maybe!)).All of a sudden an odd thought came to my mind which was inevitable(thoughts even rule the king),it was like-Charity begins at home so as corruption,when a kid scores good in exam his father getting overwhelmed with happiness use to gift him a surprice party or a bicycle ,then when the same kid grow old his desire increases and he starts to fix a price for his duty or work-"Father,if you promise me to get a bike and a mobile then i too promise to be the topper in my class" and the father agrees (can we call this inclination towards getting corrupt!), if the same kid becomes a docter,politician(a path maker or leader), etc.-Is he going to be satisfied with deserving amount of payment he gets!!!