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It was the feeling when I first entered in &lt;a href="http://www.mnit.ac.in/" target="_blank"&gt;MNIT&lt;/a&gt; and saw the culture of it. After seeing the copious greenery of MNIT which was overflowing its boundaries same like a fine wine dripping from the cistern’s spouts, I still got struck with this odd feeling. I felt that feeling because I want to see the perfect MNIT. The feeling is of &lt;b&gt;Interaction&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-IN"&gt;On 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Sept. 2011 night the news of a boy entering a girls’ hostel through some secret route spreads as fast as the air, coming out from a balloon when inflated. It is against the rules to enter the hostel of the opposite gender. When I told this news to my senior he replied in a very thought provoking way. He said, &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Haha I knew it that someday the frustration shall surpass the moral norms :&lt;/i&gt;p ”&lt;/b&gt;. Though he is perfectly correct in his standpoint but I have a different viewpoint on this. I replied to him&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt; “&lt;i&gt;It is not the frustration; it is the first step towards Liberalization&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-IN"&gt;When I first entered in MNIT, I saw that there was not much interaction between boys and girls. In class most of the boys and girls used to sit separately. After 5pm maximum no. of the boys and girls used to go to their &lt;a href="http://mnit.ac.in/student-corner/hostels/" target="_blank"&gt;hostels&lt;/a&gt;. The only way the interaction could happen was at the time of organizing any cultural or technical event in the college. Interaction with your opposite gender plays a major part in the overall development of us. Living in the world requires the thinking to understand each and every category of human beings. In the professional world we have to work with our opposite gender and we should know that how they are gonna react against our actions. Take for eg. In advertisement industry; one need to know the trait of the consumer of their client. When aproduct has men as their consumer then advertisement should include some kind of sporty thing or something that men like and when women are targeted as the consumers then it should be made on emotional pitch or something which women like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-IN"&gt;I am not asking for anything that doesn’t happen in India. IIM’s and IIT’s understand the importance of interaction. In IIT’s the boys and girls are allowed to enter in the hostels of girls and boys respectively. They have a time limit for that but still they are allowed. In IIM’s there are mixed hostels. There might be a girl living next to a boy’s room. And it not just in IIM’s and IIT’s but there are many colleges in Maharashtra that follows the same cultural because they know the importance of interaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-IN"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;It is not the frustration; it is the first step towards Liberalization:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-IN"&gt;I see the act of intruding as an act to tell the administrators of college that you need to walk with the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Century pace. You need to remove your orthodox style of thinking. Nothing bad gonna happen if a boy is allowed to enter in girls hostel. We are engineering students, we are in 20’s. We have amassed at least that much of experience that we can think of the right and wrong.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4641772468856880491&amp;amp;postID=4537022956202975313" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In India we have thousands of NGO, Social  Entrepreneurs, and Government Social Development policies working, many  with their 200% efficiency and few just in papers. Every day we read  couple of articles about a man/women toiling day and night in villages  where there is electricity for 1 hour daily and water supply once a week  for the melioration of the villagers ( A such man is Narayana  Krishnan-an ex-employee of Taj Group of Hotels aka A companion to the  Forgotten, is a man who quit his job after seeing a human being eating  his own waste because of the hunger. He dedicated his rest of his life  in feeding ills and disabled people.). Daily a new organization is  originating to create awareness among Generation X about &lt;i&gt;The Joy of Giving&lt;/i&gt;.  Few MNC had opened a different department in furtherance of the society  (To save tax? Indeed! – may be or may be not). Whatever may be the  reasons behind the social developments of these men and MNC, the result  is that the &lt;i&gt;Grassroots Development&lt;/i&gt; is going on. But the  question arises here is at What Rate. Even when everyone is working for  the benefits of the forgotten then also how many years it would take the  two time bread and butter to reach to the forgotten? After how many  years we can say that poverty is the word that is found only in  dictionary. 20 years, 30 years or 50 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I asked my Dad-&lt;i&gt; “Would I be called  out as a naïve, if I expect from India to expedite its grassroots  development. Dad, it is not even sure that I will be able to live for  another 20 -30years. Every second there is a probability of World War 3  or natural Calamity or anything that can take my life. Before I die  can’t I see a hunger-free smile on each and every Indian face?”&lt;/i&gt; He  made me sit in his lap and said “Be the Change You want to see in the  World. Don’t expect from anyone to fulfil your dreams. Your dreams are  yours only.” These sentences stirred me. How foolish of me to expect  someone living up to my dreams. Why would they? I am the creator of my  own universe. I dared to dream so it’s my responsibility to accomplish  it. &lt;b&gt;This was my first learning&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HAVE A DREAM TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now shifting my feeling from emotional  pitch to reality pitch and discussing why there are no large scale  projects by big companies or why the small social enterprise are not  becoming large social enterprise. Big companies are trapped by the  vicious circle of the myth that social work and money are two faces of a  coin- at a time only one will show up. They are pressurized by the  stakeholders to perform better than last quarter. On the other hand  small social enterprise or individuals’ effort and enthusiasm are  chopped down by the bureaucrats or Indian Government working system or  by politicians’ benefits (Sorry, I don’t mind being brutally honest).  Before stating the possible solution, solution according to me, I would  like to quote a chapter from Indian Incorporation. &lt;i&gt;They say when  Reliance was growing it was confronted with the big companies of that  time. Reliance was unable to find a way to move ahead of them. Then came  the most practical solution by Dhirubhai- ‘Be the backhand in Framing  the Indian Policies’. They build their network so strong that all the  policies became in favour. And having the policies with you means having  the vertebrate. After that rest is the history. Mukesh Ambani, son of  Dhirubhai Ambani is now one of the richest men in the world&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;From here comes my second learning&lt;/b&gt;-“When  you have the political support, all your dreams will come true”. I  think the current small social enterprises lack that political support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HAVE A DREAM TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My third learning comes &lt;/b&gt;from Richard Branson, Chairman of Virgin Group. &lt;i&gt;He  believes that when you have done something or you are doing something,  why not show it to everyone, why not publicize it. We are in the world  where media plays an important role in simulating one’s life and if you  can handle media according to needs then the success is all yours&lt;/i&gt;.  The role of media in Anna Hazare’s struggle has been added as a case  study in one of the most respected institutes of India; XLRI,  Jamshedpur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HAVE A DREAM TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I somehow be able to add my three  learning’s I would end up making a perfect recipe to expedite the  grassroots development. When I can work on my dream without any thwart  of government and publicize it around the globe then my dream would not  only be mine only. At that time there would be millions with me to do a  cause, to help me to carry out my dream and thus the growth rate would  increase by millions fold. Wow! What a wonderful moment it would be.  Everyone will be provided with ‘Roti Kapda aur Makan’. Every child would  be saying I am an Indian and I am loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am Manu Jain, final year engineering  student of NIT- Jaipur. I am not a person who has one leg in politics  and another in media. I have never experienced the taste of any of them.  I am a normal student, just average in studies but having immeasurable  desire to live for others. Right now I don’t know what to do, what would  be the basic vision of my future social enterprise (either to educate  people or to feed people or a mix. Of both) and even worse than that is I  don’t know how I would do that. But I know one thing &lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;why I have to do that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; Newton too did not know how he would proceed in research after seeing a falling apple but he knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966; font-size: small;"&gt;why he has to do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking" target="_blank"&gt;Stephen Hawking&lt;/a&gt; too was unaware of the fact that how he could study the  black hole with having motor neuron disease, but he knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;why he has to do that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mother_Teresa" target="_blank"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/a&gt; did not know how she would care for the sick having no money in purse but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;she knew why she has to do that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  The Law of Attraction says that when we really know why we have to do  regardless of the fact that how to do, the universe aligns itself in a  manner to show you the path to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I would like to end up by stating few lines from the speech of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martin_Luther_King,_Jr." target="_blank"&gt;Sir Martin Luther King&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1154655847"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“And so  even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I still have  a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1154655847"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a  dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true  meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all  men are created equal.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1154655847"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;……………….&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1154655847"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a  dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where  they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of  their character. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkihaveadream.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have a &lt;i&gt;dream&lt;/i&gt; today!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;address style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I TOO HAVE A DREAM TODAY – Manu Jain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641772468856880491-8963517709505267242?l=manujain3710.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It not a high class,  action packed crispy movies that makes us sit at the edge of the seat  and chew our nails but it is definitely the one which cause an awakening  in us and leave us with the feeling that India needs US. India has  given the best it could give in the given situations and now the time is  ours to return the best what we can to it in our present situation. The  movie unleash India’s one of the major problem (I am not going to tell  what it is as many of you might not had seen it) in a much talented,  articulate and creative way but what caught my attention the most is the  DABBA- The Tiffin Box. It stirred me a lot so I decided to write an  article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This article is not about discussing the India’s problem and ways to curb it but &lt;i&gt;this is a tribute to all my school friends who knowingly and unknowingly had spent their &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;exquisite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; irrevocable time with me even for a single second in my 12 years of groovy life in &lt;a href="http://www.saintpaulskota.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Saint Paul’s Senior Secondary School &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(Mala  Road, Kota….hehehehhe (Mala Road) :-)). Although I didn’t remember much  but will still try to excavate each and every memory related to my  school life and write it down here. As I was talking of Dabba so to  begin with I would like to remember ‘my Dabba past’-&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1205523010&amp;amp;sk=wall" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Harshpreet Singh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-the topper&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1205523010&amp;amp;sk=wall#%21/profile.php?id=100000910226306" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Rohan Singh Pahwa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-the bindass guy&lt;b&gt;; &lt;/b&gt;my  1st two best friends with whom I shared my dabba. I didn’t like much my  dabba so I had theirs and they didn’t like theirs so they had mine. I  still miss Harshpreet’s Mom Basen Ke Pakode and Rohan’s Mom Poha (as my  Mom was not good in basen ke pakode and Rohan’s Mom Poha had finely  chopped fried onions in it, that I loved the most- I am a Jain so we  don’t had onions in food but still I like itJ)-&lt;b&gt;Harshpreet and Rohan&lt;/b&gt; yaar kabhi moka mile zingadi mein to bulana yaar…. vapas ye sab khane ki icha h tum logo ke sath.Next person I remember is &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1205523010&amp;amp;sk=wall#%21/profile.php?id=1074015513" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mohit Sukhwani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-the dandy dude; answer sheet in examination hall, games cd in class and talk about ‘&lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; girls’ were few things we shared with each other. He is a lovable guy with extremely genial nature. &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1205523010&amp;amp;sk=wall#%21/baglapallav" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pallav Bagla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-the  neta; is a family friend whom I admired the most because of his dynamic  nature though I never pretend that. Bagla the debater was loved by many  teacher but not students (hehehehhe, just kidding). In class, we used  to tease him by saying “Pallav hamara neta hai, subka ………………………”&amp;nbsp; (Ahem  ahem). Mom and Dad in parent teacher meeting had always compared my  performance with Mr. Bagla that I never liked but from inside I always  knew that this factor will help me improve my performance. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1205523010&amp;amp;sk=wall#%21/profile.php?id=100000348194412" target="_blank"&gt;Mehul Sirohi&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;my  abstruse buddy whom I befriended in 9th and within a flick of time we  became very good amigo. Our ways of living were poles apart. I believe  in funky life and he is a man of standard. My fantasy mode circuit used  to get completed whenever he unleashes his mysterious life. We never  ever concentrated in class lectures. We talked a lot and this was the  only thing we used to do in 10th. While going to school, during  lectures, in interval, going back to home we did only 1 thing and i.e.  gossiping. When it comes to gossiping there was one more guy official  called &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://gaurav%20walia/" target="_blank"&gt;Gaurav Walia&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; the garrulous, having same living  ethics as of mine. He was the one who brought the great locha of ******  Jain (sophian) in my life but I loved it. Thanks Man. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1205523010&amp;amp;sk=wall#%21/naman.lahoty" target="_blank"&gt;Naman Lahoty&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;The austere lambu and &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/checkrajat" target="_blank"&gt;Rajat Agrawal&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;/b&gt;the  bollywood freak were the all-rounder’s of our class- good in studies,  sports, and the most buzzed thing in school-the General Knowledge ( J ).  These guys have awe-inspiring passion in them, passion to do something  in life. The most and best commendable thing in Lahoty was his  simplicity and of Rajat is his birthday party-innovative one. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=1501806234" target="_blank"&gt;Mayank Sharma&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=100002436926855" target="_blank"&gt;Manish Sebastian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-The reticent helpers are the two guys who always helped me in the examinations as my roll no. was in between theirs. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=1661802649" target="_blank"&gt;Anish Maman&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;  the Usian Bolt was a rock star in school because of his sprint. He  grabbed much more gold medal than I passed classes in school. &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/nitin.lalwani3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nitin Lalwani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- the Gel + Oil actor,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;the  most funny thing I remember about him is care for his hairs-Shower then  Oil then Gel and then again Oil (I didn’t remember the exact  combination, its bit too confusing). He was known for his laudable  Acting. Indeed, he is a great actor. He was the main character in the  Big Major Play that ever happened in St. Paul’s (till 2006)- audi.  Inauguration event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/chhavish.jain" target="_blank"&gt;Chhavish Jain&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; the goalie&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;is one of the best goalies of our times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/jaspreetSinghtattar" target="_blank"&gt;Jaspreet Singh&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; always passionate want to be something different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/my.rules.hunney" target="_blank"&gt;Harneet Singh&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=1032915031" target="_blank"&gt;Virendra Singh&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;: two slim guys in our class…(don’t know who was the slimmest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=100000157836394" target="_blank"&gt;Jayesh Acharaya&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; the mimic, best mimic I remember is of Inzamam-ul-Haq- “bache acha khele”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=100000472963479" target="_blank"&gt;Ashwani Sharma&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; who used to paste tattoo in his pant pocket….Strange!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/poorvank" target="_blank"&gt;Poorvank Bhatiya&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/rishabh.bharadwaj16" target="_blank"&gt;Rishabh Bharadwaj&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; coolest temperament and always smiling guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/rahul.yogi1" target="_blank"&gt;Rahul Yogi&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; the guy who knows my secret of my one of the biggest crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/aaroops" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aaroop Shukla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Robert Pattinson of St. Pauls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=587528499#%21/profile.php?id=100000717776759" target="_blank"&gt;Varun Kasat&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; the lover boy (garg classes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;These  are the few of the hundred friends who made my journey in St. Paul’s  memorable. Thank You so much for giving me millions of yaadein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641772468856880491-3195116589577177921?l=manujain3710.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apart from all this and above all this &lt;/i&gt;I regard Mr. Anna Hazare to create a New Epoch in me, to ignite my inner self, to make me believe that picayune incessant changes in one will one day add up to a BIG one. I as an individual should try to change myself. Change in the way as I want to see India changing----- like By not getting involve in macro and micro level corruption, By building my future on humanitarian grounds (not like what CEO’s did, which finally lead to Global Financial Crisis’08), By not being misanthrope (remember that at least 95%+ people in the world are good, just because I have been a victim of the remaining 5%, doesn’t mean 95% deserve the same thing), By giving the habit for fighting for just 1 Rs. with the auto/rickshaw wala that eventually COST ME 5 MINUTES , By thinking at least once of the 20% Indians who are below poverty line before spending thousands of Rs. just to meet my aesthetic demands(philosophically, that has no meaning in life) and by not being cynical-Everything is gonna be alright because this is a New Epoch, New Epoch of Manu. If I would change myself, I can change the world. Gandhiji also said this-“Be the change you want to see in the world” and I will, I definitely will be that change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I believe in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001173/" target="_blank"&gt;Harvey Dent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe that on his watch Gotham can feel a little safer, a little more optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at this face. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the face of Gotham's bright future.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Harvey locked up half of the city's criminals, and he did it without wearing a mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotham needs a hero with a face."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When Batman says 'I believe in Harvey Dent', it means something more, more than a mere gratitude. It means that even a normal human being not as great as 'The Batman' can become a hero-a White Knight. It means that there is someone in this world on whom the ‘Soul of Gotham’ can rely at times of hardship, at times when belief from the Dark Knight is evaporated and at times when Joker is out of control………………………… oops I think I have said something wrong&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;.&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Do we need Harvey Dent when &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005132/" target="_blank"&gt;Joker&lt;/a&gt; is out of control? Indeed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The epic drama officially known as ‘&lt;a href="http://thedarkknight.warnerbros.com/dvdsite/" target="_blank"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/a&gt;’ is one of the best gift ever given to Homo-sapiens by film industry. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Nolan" target="_blank"&gt;Christopher Nolan&lt;/a&gt;, the genius behind The Dark Knight has changed the whole scenario of the films. He had succeeded in doing what so many before him in the superhero film genre have failed doing. From now onwards we would be not be going to cinema hall just to see a superhero (&lt;a href="http://www.supermanhomepage.com/news.php" target="_blank"&gt;Superman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spiderman.sonypictures.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.krrishthemovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Krish&lt;/a&gt;, etc) performing stunts and saving the city. We want a movie whose story line is on humans even if it is a superhero movie because in real life superheroes don’t exist. What exist are the human beings. The Dark Knight is a story which peels past the superficial layers of a hero and examine the genuine human conditions of greed, guilt, duty, and sacrifice mixed with an element of fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do we need Harvey Dent when Joker is out of control? No, we don’t, then Batman? Now the ans. is a BIG NO. Batman doesn’t exist in the real life and this was the main theme of the Dark Knight-reminding us that there is no superhero in real but rather in each of us lie a superhero and a villain. In each of us lie The Batman and The Joker. Batman and Joker are nothing but the extremist of human behavior. One depicts a man who has risen above all odds and would raise above all coming odds in an ethical manner. He is a symbol of human conditions of Duty, Sacrifice and Love. The other depicts the other extreme-the non ethical manner, a symbol of Greed. It is our wish whom we want to become. Everyone in this world faces myriad of odds in his/her life and after that they either become Batman or Joker. Joker provoked Harvey Dent and as a result a Hero is converted into a Villain. Joker wanted to prove that if a hero can become a villain when things are made against him then what about common people. Joker also tried to provoke Gotham Gangsters to trigger the bomb which was in the civilian’s ship in order to save themselves but gangsters didn’t trigger and proved themselves as Heroes (A villain converted to a Hero). It is just a belief in oneself that help in rising above all odds. Harvey started believing the Gotham is full of despair and to get things done then treat Gotham with atrocity. On the other hand The Gangsters who are the symbol of atrocity showed their good side.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before hoping that others should do well to us, we should first prove ourselves as 'Good'. Rather than saying 'I believe in Harvey Dent', start saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt; 'I believe in Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;’. It is I that will become The Batman....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641772468856880491-1043350517142210544?l=manujain3710.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halt! Halt! Halt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think before updating ….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You could be…………………….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Once I received a message on my cell phone-‘I love &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/manujain3710" target="_blank"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; but I hate to face my book’. I would like to remind you friends that at least there is some privacy in what you have written in book but is that the same case with facebook? Is your privacy retained within yourselves and kept it safe in your shelf?&lt;br /&gt;
If you are thinking that yes, then circulate your mind once again. Think! (Once more) Think! Think!( last time)&lt;br /&gt;
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I will come to this question later, but first I want to avert your mind towards  the worst consequence that automatically results when one’s privacy is lost and misused on social networking site  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;‘Your snaps/ videos can be edited and can be published on internet’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;. What about getting fired, yup, you heard it right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRED!, FIRED from your dream job…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What happened? Is your mind filled with queries? How can this be possible?  Lets widen our spectrum and know how ‘WHAT’S ON YOUR MIND’ can pink-slip us from our company. What are the strategies that are being followed by the company to keep a check on us?&lt;br /&gt;
H.R dept. found out a new way for sleuthing us- Creating a fake profile and sending the friendship request to the employees (us), if accepted- The Job is done. All ours ‘WHAT’S ON YOUR MIND’ stuff and the snaps we upload now acts as a tool for background monitoring for them. Let’s have a look at some real life cases:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CASE #1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A 16-year old girl from Essex, England was fired after her boss saw her Facebook status after her first day of on the job. It read:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first day at work. omg!! So dull!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her boss had added her mysteriously and after reading the status he felt that if she was so bored on the first day of work, it would not be a good fit in the long run and ultimately she was fired. She then told to CNN ‘Facebook is dead for her’.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CASE #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
An intern at Anglo Irish Bank was fired due to a photo posted on his Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;
Kevin Colvin (intern) emailed his bosses late in the day of Halloween, letting them know he would not be able to attend work due to a family emergency in New York. When his boss, Paul Davis, received the email the following day he checked his interns Facebook, and what did he find was an obscene photograph of him in which Kevin was enjoying the Halloween party. David responded with the following message:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Thanks for letting me know–hope everything is OK in New York. (cool wand)”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The email thread between Kevin Colvin and his boss Paul Davis are now being emailed around the internet, really hurting Colvin’s online reputation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now let me come to the question which I left unanswered in beginning. Where is the privacy? Where is the personal life? Where is that ‘Right to Privacy Act’? Everything peters out when it comes to FACEBOOK or any other social networking medium like Twitter, Orkut and even Blogs. But the point is that is it right doing this? Is it correct firing the employees? Is it the only solution?&lt;br /&gt;
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I know in these cases the employees were wrong at their positions, as they openly spoke their heart out against something that is helping them to make their future better, rather than trying to make their work interesting. They have chosen this job, it’s their duty to dedicate themselves entirely into it and embrace every kind of problems they have to face in it. On the other hand I am not satisfied with the steps that H.R takes. There could be many alternatives for it. Firing is not the only solution to this. Today we didn’t hear much about these kinds of stories in our near surroundings but like everything it will undeniably increase. From tomorrow employees will start to praise their work, team and certainly flatter the H.R just to make them aware that they are into their jobs with at most zeal even though they may not like it from inside. Firing can stop social networking, twittering and blogging but not emotions. Those will always be there inside a person’s heart. H.R should go into depth regarding this, might be the job is not as interesting as it could have been thought of. H.R should try to look into the employees’ problem and I think that is one of the prime duties of H.R.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Flatter me, I may not believe u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hate me, I may not need u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love me so that I m forced to love u back….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;What’s on your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Halt! Halt! Halt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;Think before updating/uploading….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;You could be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;‘FIRED’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;I would like to thank Mr. Parag Jagdale for enlightening me with this happening going around the globe and preventing me to become a victim of it.I would also thank Mr. Siddharth Jain, Miss Khushboo Jain and Mr. Puneet Goyal for helping me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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CNN interviewing the girl from Essex&lt;br /&gt;
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In Hindi we usually say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“&lt;a href="http://sawaal.ibibo.com/food/why-are-we-told-neki-kar-dariya-mein-daal--48998.html" target="_blank"&gt;NEKI KAR AUR DARIYA MEIN DAAL&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;. In reality these 6 words Hindi proverb is much easy to say but it can’t be applied in life. If these 6 words may cause soreness in the human body for 6 longs years then what about me? Though this fickle world have put me in the category of Non-living things but that’s not fair….Who are they to decide that what we are….They have just ignored our feeling by saying that we are lifeless things…I want to ask you-the readers that what happens when you carry out some good deeds and rather expecting good returns(if not good, at-least not bad), you were made to feel like that you were simply a puppet….Expecting the good to come in return, someone might call it as one’s selfishness but according to me it’s just an emotional attachment for your act.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had always tried to make people feel relaxed after their long tedious work and I have been successful till now…I didn’t demand much, I just want my 4th leg back, I again want to see people playing on me. I again want people to say &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Let’s go to that Beautiful BENCH (“my name”) and have some gossip.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I still remember that day- It was an autumn evening, roses were showing their charming faces and spreading the erotic smell. The music was being played by the wind as passed through pebbles. The new baby green leaves were synchronized with the dance of the birds. Four small children were standing on me and playing but suddenly I smelled the sign that something bad is going to be happen. Before I could have made out anything I got a great thrust. A roguish boy hits me with his cricket bat with full strength and I lost my leg in that accident.&lt;br /&gt;
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It’s been more than 1 year that I am partially standing on my 3 legs. The area where my 4th leg was is now getting support from the ground. Daily the Municipality van comes to this garden to collect the garbage but they didn’t even bother to look at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is this mankind has become that blind or it is like that they use the things till it demands something? Why this mankind has turned out to be so egocentric? Have they ditched the word ‘compromise’ from their life? Why can’t they look to other’s problems? Where are all their religious teachings gone? What about the &lt;a href="http://www.bible.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bhagavad-gita.org/" target="_blank"&gt;the Bhagavada Gita&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://quran.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the Quran&lt;/a&gt;, which always emphasize on helping others, which always say –try to look to others tears, before yours…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have always helped others to feel them happy. Many love stories begin on me with the words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;“I will take care of you always”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; and ended by saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;“You didn’t bother to care about me”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; If this humankind can’t go with their words for their own race, then what about me? I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I should stop complaining and rather try to accept life as it comes because this humanity is not going to change”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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