The story of the winner and loser

The winner is one acts.

The loser is one who react.

The winner sees a solution to every problem.

The loser sees a problem in every solution.

The winner has always a programme.

The loser has always an excuse.

The winner says let me do this for you .

The loser says that is not my job .

The winner says it is not easy but it is possible.

The loser says it may be possible but it is possible.

The loser always think positive.

The loser always think negative.

The winner is always available.

The loser is always overworked .

The winner chooses their work to reach the goal.

The loser choose their own opportunity.

Always try to be a winner in your life.

Eve teasing-the hidden harassment

Woman empowerment. stop female foeticide.girls education,

Sound so good and enthusiastic. by organizing such campaigns and trying hard to uplift the status of women, no doubt indian society has emerged in a new phase over the last decade .

But the indian society is having a hidden evil that is the origin of mishappenings with the girls.the hidden evil is eve teasing sound so casual right?

But in reality, this is big issue of concern.a large percent of india woman face this menace .girls in the college or school campus,

Woman at work place, at roads and at other public place face this hidden form of harassment. eve teasing can be in the form of comment, hotting,whistling or other vulgar gestures by the boys.

Girl mostly ignore it because they have become habitual of it . It has become so casual that no one brothers about it .this happens almost every day in one or other terms ,everyday in one or other forms.

But has someone tried to understand that how a girls feels when she undergoes all this !the mindset of indian society often blames woman that the provoke male by wearing modern clothes.wearing modern clothes does not give the men the license to harass women.

The menace is so shameful for the indian society. what is the point of education if the people donot know to respect woman.this needs to be considered seriously.

One unique school Woodstock

Bihar ke buxar jila me ek aisa school mai ,jisme bache padhne se darte hai.

Usme bahut hard discipline hai aur hard study karna padta hai .

Usme 50 hi bache padhe lekin koi kisi se kam nahi ,waha no compromise.

Agar app 9 class me fail ho gaye hai ,to aapko school se released kar diya jayega .

Usme kisi ka bat nahi suna jayega agar aapka family bhi aajaye to no compromise. wah bahut street school hai ,phir bhi usko naam log kam jante hai sab log costly school dav, foundation ka naam log lete hai wahi sab school sahar me number one jisme kewal paiso ko padhai hoti hai

Massage of abdul kalam

Sapna wo nahi hai

Jo aap nind me dekhe

Sapna wo hai jo aapko

Nind hi nahi aane de .

Wait karne walo ko utna hi milta ,

Jitna kosis karne wale chhor dete hai.

Ek good book thousands friend ke equal hoti hai,

Jabki good friend ek library ke equal hota hai.

Sun ki tarah chamkana hai ,

Toh sun ki tarah burn bhi parega .

Country ka sabse dimag class ,

Room ka last bencho par mil sakta .

Aap apna future nahi change kar sakte ,

Par apni habbits change sakte hai.

Yakin maniye you habbits you future change degi.

Apni first success ke bad comfortable mat karo ,

Because if you dusari baar unsuccessful hue tab log kahne se nahi chukenge ki aapki pahli success ek tuk thi.

I am bihar

I am history of india ,

I gave the world its first Republic,

I nourished buddha to enlightenment,

I gave world its best ancient University

My son chankya was the father of economics,

Mahavir came out of my womb to find jainism,

My son valmiki ramayan, the great epic.

Rishi shushruta ,the father of surgery lived on my soil,

My son vatsayana wrote kamsutra, the treatise of love ,

My son ashoka, the great was the greatest ruler of india,

I gave birth to aryabhatt ,the great ancient mathematician ,

I gave ashoka chakra that adoms india nation flag ,

My son dinkar is the National poet of india,

I gave the world first yoga University,

I gave india its first president.

Tit for tat

Ek samay ki bat hai ek chhote se village me do neighbour rahte the ek ka naam tha ramdas dusara ka naam bhupat tha | ek baar ramdas ne bhupat se taraju udhar manga

Bhupat ne usko traju de diya ek week bit gaya .ramdas ne taraju nahi lautaya bhupat ne ramdas se taraju manga tab laughing karke kaha ki taraju to rat khagaya bhupat samajh gaya ki vah jhut bol raha hai usne badla lene ki soch liya kuch din bad ramdas tirthyatra par gaya.

Wah apne beta ko bhupat ke yaha chor diya .tirthyatra karke lauta to apne beta ko lene ke liye bhupat ke yaha pahucha bhupat ne udas hokar kaha tere bete ko kite lekar chalagaya

Ramdas jor se bola ki tum jhoot bol rahe ho mai raja se tumhara sikayat karunga .ramdas aur bhupat dono raja ke pass gaya jab bhupat ne taraju ki bat batayi aur bola ki jab taraju ko rat kha sakta hai to child ko kites kyon nahi udah sakta hai raja samjh gaya .ramdas ko taraju lautane ko kaha ramdas apna galti mana aur taraju lauta diya

It is known as -tit for tat