Trisha's feelings and experiences

Today when I sit down write something about improvement in technology thereby leading to upgradation of gadgets which includes smart phones I am already heading towards the edge of a sword..a slight mistake and you hack down yourself. If one wants to retreat, you have no option as you have to use whats app, you have to post pictures in instagram or facebook otherwise people might label you as 'backdated'. Even if you try hard, you are unable to go back to your traditional days when things were quite plain and simple. Certainly, teenagers using smartphones is not desirable but again the present society demands it from you and you just can't eschew it.In this way, are'nt we pushing our younger generation towards a doomed world where you see nothing but degradation of values? What I feel children are becoming most vulnerable members of society. They are loosing their innocence, loosing their habits of reading story books, creating anything on their own and ultimately endi...

Memories of my ancestral home :  To get respite from the daily hectic schedule of our lives, it is often seen that people rush to some place where they can find solace and one such place is Tagoreland..Yes I am talking about Santiniketan where my ancestral home is located.So much fond memories are deeply associated with this place that if I want to delve deep into it, I might land into the depths of Pacific ocean. It is not a sprawling mansion and neither is like an ordinary manor, but it's aura used to draw me greatly in my childhood and still it does.Encompassed  by different kind of trees like Mango, Arjun, Guava and so on my abode of peace has the ability to provide me with the warmth and serenity specially when my Grandmom and Grandad were alive.I used to bask in the sun in glory looking around for various unidentified saplings and studying the nitty gritty of the plant as well as animal kingdom amidst the lap of mother nature.Strolling around the vast gardens used to g...