"November Rain"

Copyright @ 2014 by Anuj Sabharwal

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Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people is completely coincidental. 

Ashley Coleman, protagonist of the story is a British girl, settled in India and living a happy life with her fiancé Sammy; till an awful night of sexual assault by an unknown person in her home changed her life. It’s a journey where she was miraculously healed by God as her new found faith in Jesus and Bhagavad Gita lifted the guilt and shame off her shoulders. She bore the child of her tormentor and named her Amy. The next step in her journey with Jesus was to forgive her tormentor who stole so much from her. But she needed some answers to find the solace to set her free from emotional and physical damage. The question still follows her after six years, ‘Why me?’ Was I punished for my dreaded sin? Was it the result of some Karma? Did she forgive the man who assaulted her? Did she find him? Be the part of her journey in ‘November Rain’, to find all the answers.  


  

Fabulous Wedding Dresses Online

The most important question pops up as you wed, ‘Should I wed in white or be bold in black?’ Styles come and go, and you are never quite sure what interesting trend is around the corner. Roman women wore long white tunics and a belt was tied around the waist in a ‘knot of Hercules’ that only the husband could untie, which is where the phrase ‘typing the knot’ came. But this is twenty first century. This is the decade of minis, crochet as waistlines disappeared and wedding dresses became fun and are made to reflect the bride’s personality. Glamour is the order of the day and dresses are feminine and lace replaced satin.

Brides today are choosing elegant wedding dresses that allow their personality to shine. Strapless gowns are by far the most common option for wedding attire. Although they are in less demand, matching dresses are somewhat outdated now. The benefit of choosing a contrasting color to the wedding dress is that is can carry a color theme throughout the wedding. Even while buying wedding dress online, you should always check the quality and workmanship of the dress. You do not want to buy a dress with burst seams, hems that are falling apart and loose beading on your wedding day. Do not go for ego boost while purchasing wedding dress online but go for honest opinion. Trust your most trusted people for an honest advice.

For the full-figured bride, choose simple lines that skim rather than hug the figure as they are more slimming. Tall, thin brides should stay clear from straight, tight dresses as they are not helpful to reveal feminine curves. Though floor-length gowns will never faze but it may not always be an appropriate choice. On a summer day, you may wish you had opted for something shorter and cooler. Less formal your wedding ceremony, the shorter your wedding dress can afford to be. Red is considered to be a very lucky color in the Chinese culture, so brides often wear red wedding dresses. If white does not appeal to you, why not choose red and spice up your wedding day? Make sure that you are comfortable in your wedding dress. With hundreds eyes on you, you don’t want to be constantly caught pulling, smoothing and readjusting your dress

Margaretha Geertruda : Exotic Dancer, Seductress, Spy or a victim of War

Since my childhood the unusual name Mata Hari mesmerized me. I had heard lot of interesting stories regarding her fearless life. What I found that there was a certain Asian connectivity to her look with black hair, black eyes and tanned complexion. Though there was none. She was a Dutch and her real name was Margaretha Geertruda Zelle Maclead. Margaretha was an extraordinary life who had chosen the name Mata Hari for herself when she became Europe’s queen of eroticism, lies, seduction and founder of pole dance in 1905. But she was considered as a double agent who worked as a spy for France and Germany and was shot by firing squad in 1917 in France. The irony in her execution lies in the fact that she was a Dutch national, the country which never participated in World War. She was born to the affluent Hat maker and lived a good life till the age of thirteen. She was accused of bedding Headmaster when she was sixteen and later married a Dutch colonial captain Rudolf MacLeod. She bore him two children but her married life remained a disappointment. She said, “I want to live like a colorful butterfly in the sun.” Young men in uniform adored her and Rudolf remained jealous to the extent of raping her. She learned dancing moves from East Indies which helped her later in Europe. After leaving Rudolf, she recreated as exotic dancer, actress, and Cosmo woman. For ten years she remained the most talked public figure in Europe.   

Once on a visit to Berlin, her fur coats and money was seized. She charmed a Dutch businessman to pay her train fare to Amsterdam. There she was visited by Karl Kroemer, German counsel who gave her 20000 Francs to work as a spy. She took his money but did not take his proposal seriously. She told herself that cash was the compensation for the furs and threw the invisible ink away. Later, French placed the same ink in her hotel room to accuse her as a spy.

The hotel Elysee Palace, from where Margaretha was arrested now has an office of HSBC and many people claimed sighting her. In fact, for some strange reasons, the house Kelders 33, where she was born survived a big fire which demolished three houses next to her. She was accused of handing over French secrets to Germans and was taken to forest to be shot by firing squad on October 15, 1917. She was considered as the reason for deaths of tens of thousands of French soldiers. She was regarded as a master of seduction and treachery. But indeed she was the one who was betrayed by the men and the uniform, she loved the most. Nevertheless she was a brave woman who refused blindfold and looked directly into the eyes of firing squad. Very few men and women have braved the adversity of situation to live a life on their own terms.

Mata Hari’s prosecutor conceded the truth after thirty years. He said, ”There was not enough evidence to flog a cat.” The extraordinary story of a woman whose mere existence scared a regime who fought for hundred years with British.

Woman knows all

Do not try to hide anything from woman. Even if you hide it, she already knows.

Women and the gift of Sixth Sense to them

God has given the women the gift of sixth sense and they should use it often. If somebody is getting unbelievably sweet and helpful, there is a danger. 

Women's day

The women’s day is a time to listen extraordinary stories of courage of women, to reflect and celebrate the progress made and the impact they made on the society. This year’s theme is “Equality for women is progress for all.” The main emphasize is on gender equality and women empowerment for social and economic development ....

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Indian Revolutionary

Indian Revolutionary Khudiram Bose 

Khudiram Bose was the youngest ever Indian Revolutionary from Bengal who was hanged at the age of eighteen for his role in India's Struggle for Independence. The English judge Woodman was very surprised as he looked at him because of his young age. He got very attached to Khudiram Bose during the course of trial and helped Khudiram's lawyer to meet him on few occasions, even sending vegetarian food of good quality. The judge Woodman never gave the verdict on the trial. 

Khudiram played a prank on the Sepohi who took him to gallows. When he was asked his last wish Khudiram said to Sepohi that he would like to have mangoes. The Sepohi was not aware that Khudiram already had four mangoes, the last night. When the mangoes were brought they looked that they were not eaten as they were ballooned by Khudiram. Khudiram started laughing as Sepohy got embarrassed. The brave Khuidiram Bose was not scared even minutes before he was hanged. No doubt the rulers wanted to get rid of him at this tender age.

VandeMatram

Guru Nanak Dev Jee

There is no one holy like the LORD

Smile

Your smile is the brightest thing in the world.

Romantic moments

We do not remember days but we remember moments

Women Power

The girl should be two things, Who and What you want to be. So girl if you want to fly, got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

Moscow Shooting : Gun Culture spreads to Russia

Moscow Shooting : Gun Culture spreads to Russia

Last week news of gun shooting in Moscow school hinted that troubled gun culture syndrome is spreading to Russia. In Moscow, the young student killed a teacher and a fellow student. Children are the most beautiful creatures who we all love.  

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U.S.A changes gear by NaMo power

Changing gears of U.S.A. by NaMo power

United States of America always maintained their foreign policy, “There are no permanent friends or permanent enemies but only permanent interests”. In other words, the countries or people who are in sync with their interests are their friends and vice-versa.  

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Arvind Kejriwal : "Caterpillar who was eager to become a Butterfly."

Arvind Kejriwal : Caterpillar who was eager to become a Butterfly

Kejriwal’s resignation puts an end to much desired governance in Delhi. The forty nine days of Delhi government never looked comfortable and relied entirely on protests, freebies of Water and Electricity. The AAP government lacked vision for Delhi......

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Story : The Eye

                                       Short Story: The Eye

I was waiting for the train to arrive on time but the dense fog halted it near Faridabad. The fog cleared but now the clouds seem to cover Delhi. The train was late by two hours. As soon as it arrived I entered my coach in no time. The train stood there for three minutes and then a horn hinted that it will be on a move. The train started to move slowly and I saw a middle aged couple entering the coach quickly with their teenage son. 

I comforted myself on a nice window seat and began to sip a hot cup of coffee. The middle aged couple sat in front of me with their son. As the train gained little speed, their son started clapping. I found it a bit strange as he looked seventeen year old boy. I ignored it and took it just as an exception. 

The cool breeze started to hit my face strongly and the young boy in front of me was enjoying it as a joy ride. He waved his hands to the men working in the fields and when the drops of rain fell on his hands, he was delighted. He said, “Look Dear Father, the rain drops are cool and very clear.” He sipped them quickly. He seemed to enjoy the change in sound of train on the little bridge on the track and liked the overall journey. However, I felt it was a strange behavior. His behavior was that of six year old boy.

I asked his father,” Sir, with due respect, why do not you counsel him or get his counseling from a good Doctor? He looks a bit hyper active child.” I did not used harsh word to hurt the couple. 

The father answered, “Sir, We are going back as we came to visit the Doctor only. We were in Delhi for his treatment only.”

‘Oh!’ I replied. I asked,” What did the doctor say?”

The father told me that Doctor was pleased on his response to the treatment.

But I questioned him. I said, ‘He seems to behave like a small child. Isn’t it?’

The father said, “Yes, he is a small child. He just got his eyes as he could not see from his birth. A kind person had donated his eyes to him. So, the world is new to him and he is seeing the things for the first time. It is like a new birth for him.”

The answer surprised me and I was ashamed of myself. I could not read the child’s innocence. The child mesmerized me and my intellect fooled me. I murmured to myself, “If I could borrow some sense from anybody, please. Any donors?”  

 

Guru Gobind Singh Jee Kaa Sewak

Short Story: The Injured Soldier  

During Mughal rule, Guru Gobind Singh’s Khalsa army fought many battles with Aurangzeb’s army gallantly. On one occasion, the fierce battle was fought between the Mughal army of five lakhs and only ten thousand soldiers of Guru Gobind Singh’s army. There were casualties on both sides. Therefore, Guru Gobind Singh assigned one soldier the task of treating injured soldiers. The name of soldier was Gursewak Singh. He was doing his work as per the instructions of Guru Gobind Singh. However, one day he saw wounded soldier of Aurangzeb army who was lying on the field in critical condition. He gave him water to drink and cleaned his wounds. His name was Wasim Khan. Gursewak stitched the cut on his waist which was caused by sharp sword. Wasim Khan looked confused but was very obliged. This was watched by another soldier who did not like it. He complained this to Guru Gobind Singh. 

He believed that the soldier of Aurangzeb army does not deserve any kind of mercy. Guru Gobind Singh asked Gursewak to come to his camp and meet him. Gursewak arrived in a hurry. He stood there folding his hands as a respect to his commander Guru Gobind Singh. Guru Gobind Singh asked,”Gursewak! It has been observed that you were cleaning wounds of a soldier from Aurangzeb army.”

He replied, “Sir, I was given the task of cleaning wounds of soldiers who were badly hurt in battle. I was doing my task according to the orders. As the doctor looks concerned about the wound and not the patient, similarly I was concerned about the ailing soldier and not his identity.”

He continued,” See, we have common Kitchen called Langars which do not differentiate between rich or poor, Brahmin or Shudra, Sikh or Muslim. We have been taught to serve all. So, it hardly makes a difference if the soldier is a Hindu or a Muslim or from Aurangzeb’s army.”

The answer made Guru Gobind Singh happy and proud of Gursewak. 

Guru Gobind Singh ordered, “From now on, each injured soldier will be given medical treatment irrespective of his religion or side. I also announce Gursewak as a head of medical team who will especially take care of badly hurt soldiers of Aurangzeb army.”

Such were the teachings of our Guru’s from Khalsa Panth whose followers still serve humanity irrespective of their religion or caste or social status.