The Young India

Ashutosh Sharma

The author is a close friend of the martyred Army Officer

Rich tributes were given to Lt Sushil Khajuria who attained martyrdom while taking on militants in Kupwara on September 27, here on October 10 on the premises of University of Jammu.

Hundreds of people holding candles and flowers in their hands participated in the tribute function this evening.

Family members of the officer also participated in the function besides his friends, well wishers and NCC cadets.

On the occasion, patriotic songs were …

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Reproduced here, in full, is the last statement of Tom Ball before he set himself on fire to protest the decline of men in society. We consider feminisation of men to be one of the most pressing issues of modern society. You’d see it too if you got out of the feminist ‘slut walk’ mould.
Media would give this attention if he had killed his wife, or a judge or a policeman.

Last Statement

by Tom Ball

A man walks up to …

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On the impermanence of life. And the constant passing of time.

The wind blew into the home by saying hello to the bell of God. A small silver bell hung by a nail and it twisted and danced when wind came to it. ‘Wind is saying hello to us, mother’, the girl would say or keep it in her mind to tell her mother when she returned from outdoors.

Perhaps the wind brings some message, some signal from God. In vacant moments, the …

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[[true romance|Romance]] is, reflection. The time spent in coffee shops, when we thought we were important. Sharing sly smiles with friends, over the appearance of the nearby man. The pretence to read a popular book, whilst hoping for a gorgeous interruption. ‘Live in the present’: minds were manicured by self-help books.

If life is lived in the present, then …

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What if the elixir of life is discovered.

Even then, in such an exalted world situation, human quest for the unknown will not halt. For human preoccupation with creation is not dependent on life and death. Humans create during death and after death and before death. All symbols and rituals, rules and religions are creations.

But, argue now, but is the man not motivated by death. The thought of leaving behind his self through his work. Then how is he not dependent on …

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Social Activist Anna Hazare is fasting against corruption and in favour of a long-pending ‘anti-corruption’ bill’. (news source)

An act of desperation, defined at least by allusions to death, should be prefaced by an explanation for the desperation.

Never mind the obviousness of the situation. Death leaves no chance for any future discussions.

In the case that the people still have a mandate to vote, they may exercise it and make an informed and respectful decision. Our country has a functioning …

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“I held his hand for a few seconds but the waves pulled him inside”, says Siddharth Patil, a lifeguard at Mumbai’s Aksa Beach at Mudh Island, where a man lost his life while swimming in high tide waves at around 1 p.m. on Sunday, April 26.

Siddharth was tired and angry after his attempt. “I had warned them twice to not go into the water but they are like animals; they don’t pay any heed to safety.” Siddharth claims that this is the first drowning in six months at the beach that is known for death by drowning.

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When I am drenched
And the heart feels aloof
Absent to the constant pain

Let me drown, that moment
And not think again
Or doubt
The profundity of my talents

In killing I have taken a decision. Undeterred by humanity. Or the countless million voices that reason with reason. I belong to myself, a complete, I am. In me lies the final pang of life; in me lies the strength to reach out to the shore.

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I cannot accept the mirth of trivialities. Of a living below life. I’d rather joke with the honest labourer whose design on the wet brick is hardened by the sun; harmony between nature and men.

But I am given, and society has ordained, the acceptance of rooms without sunlight, precision defined within dark windows and glass doors.

Shaival Thakkar writes from Ahmedabad about the restaurant that is built around graves