Hi, I haven’t written a blog for more than seven months. There may be two reasons either I was busy or I wasn’t getting a topic to write on and express my feelings. And for waiting for seven months I got the topic “Friendship & Love”. No topic can be bigger and better than “Friendove”. Few days back I was talking to my friend. He told me his trip and party with his friends he spent out of the town. The whole group enjoyed a lot. The group has six friends, one girl and five boys.
Let me introduce you with the whole group. The host of the party was a cool guy. His name is “Booty Boy”. He is always fond of the gathering of friends, and I’m sure this time he got what he wanted and he got overwhelmed. The girl is very cheesy, over the top “PANJU” types. Her name is “Drunken Mistress”. She is obsessive with Drinking and partying. The third one, well what I can I tell you about him. He’s fond of trips adventure and very worthy enjoyable person carry the name “Woody Hoops”. The next and fourth is very fond of exercises and toning his body. He never wants to slip the exercise rather than anything. He named as “Bananiana”. One thing he always likes is to be with the troublemakers or I should say treblemakers. Next fifth and last just a simple common person oldest in the age, youngest in the fun, and he never forgets to take the best care of his friends. He is named as the “Neutron”.


They all gathered somewhere in a rented house out of the town to celebrate their friendship with the love, the care & of course with the foam of smoke and river of beverages. They all pre-committed that they will take enjoyment to the next level today, and you know what this was the exactly what they did. They celebrated & celebrated night long until the night lost the fight and the sun rose through the East.


They started with the little bit of some beer and the talking. The party music was going on side by side. Bananiana started to have the Sides and the Cold-drink. He never drinks, yeah that’s true he never drinks and he says he never will but the presence of his makes the difference in the group. As not all the seasons and fingers are equal, in the same way not all the friends are equal but only due the absence of the one the void the emptiness is being experienced. Same way he drinks or not his presence is necessary and always to be wanted. The Neutron got a DSLR and he started what he is known for. Yes photographs, but couldn’t do it for long as the reason of the gathering was not what he was doing, he start boozing.


Woody Hoops needed to be loosen up and he started to loosen up quickly but not the Bananiana as he was complaining for few unknown personality but how long he can deny. The time will come and enjoyment will definitely get over him but little later. This is the time Booty boy showed his booty on the songs one after another and started to set the mood that was very wonkiness and very crispy. Everyone started to join. The smoke was everywhere and the time is that it had to be. “Tu twenty plus ho gayi”, what a song and what an atmosphere this song created with the dance of the booty boy. In the whole song he prompted “Drunken Mistress”, and I know what you could think that she blushed but, I would say in your dreams ‘baby’. If I describe her exact reaction at the point of the time she blushed for a single moment and joined with Booty Boy to give exact replica reactions back to him just accordance to the song’s lyrics. This was the time when real celebration begins, the celebration of friendship, the celebration of love so I called this the celebration of “Friendove”.


As all having there booze, and getting little bit high, everyone insists “Neutron” to indulge in the dancing and show his few steps. Accepting the invitation and song suggested by Bananiana, he started to dance and dance little bit, showing his one of the “signature step”. He got applauded. Now the time came for the “Drunken Mistress”. She started to move her legs, hands, hips and most importantly hairs. Sometime they thought “Ghosts had hopped in her”. She danced her heart out, taking bit breaks with the cigarette and roaming in the place’s balcony for the fresh air. She sat on the railing of the balcony holding Woody Hoops by the right and the Bananiana on the left, Neutron smoking his one in the front, when Booty Boy and Bananiana said that step down Mistress the railing will melt because you are too hot for the railing.


You know guys these are the precious moment of the night that are going to be in the memory fresh better than ever till the last breath of the every single person present under the roof. After getting so much freshness of breeze outside atmosphere they all came back to the main hall for the new Booze bottle. And after the second booze got finished “Drunken Mistress” showed her true colours, flavours, goosing, mossing, dazing, oozing and what not. It’s like she got out of the cocoon. Drinking two bottles of booze just made her break the cocoon and feel free and fresh. She started roiling, dwelling, and making stupefies measures. Every time she was pampering three people Bananiana, Woody Hoops & Neutron and among the three “Bananiana” the most.  Her favourite one liner to Bananiana was “I love you, as a friend”. This happened for more than 50 – 60 times in just 6 hours span, and don’t imagine what happened afterwards. Sometimes they called her “arey baba” on which she instantly interrupted “Baba nahi baby”.


She was on top of the world; booze was taking its toll on her mind, completely driven insane and marinated. She was dancing anomaly but lovingly, throwing herself with full force on Bananiana, Woody Hoops and Neutron. She felt some dizzied and low on stamina and lied on her back talking, she also got her feet massaged, at this point of time every one was chillaxing and toxin-noting. Everyone was feeling livid and resonating. Suddenly she started shouting “Inqualab Zindabad” with some cigarette puffs. It was her third one and it was her first time that she had so much smoke sticks. That hit hard on her head, to calm her down was like a humongous task.


They all decided to sing songs together. Now all of them Booty Boy, Drunken Mistress, Woody Hoops, Bananiana and Neutron started singing songs. One by one they sang romantic songs like “Is Kadar Pyar Hai”, “Gulabi Aankhen” etc.


Everyone was feeling hungry, so all of them decided to have dinner, if you can guess the time don’t even try to as the time was nearly three in the morning. She was in no condition to have her food on her own, there were two caretakers who made her eat & swallow her food. She was having her food like a small baby “nonu”. She in dizzied manner insisted to have the food on her own but couldn’t and spilled the food on Neutron. Bananiana and Neutron made sure she had the food completely as much as she wanted. After she had her dinner Bananiana took her to the adjoining room, whereas Neutron and Booty Boy continued to have the dinner. After everybody had their dinner the room was cleaned for lying down. Everyone ate something but not the Woody Hoops. He insisted not for having a single bite. Being a good host Booty Boy cleaned the mess and the room for everybody can lie down.


After cleaning the room everyone came under the single room, there were three mattresses on which all lie down side by side and lining on each other. Drunken Mistress was pointing Bananiana, Woody Hoops and Neutron, “mere teen anmol rattan”. She was pretty high, might be on above the top of her own world.  Everyone asked Booty Boy to play some romantic songs; he started to play songs through the “YouTube”.


When all of them got tired listening to the romantic songs and the dizzied Drunken Mistress constantly doing insane actions, shouting, crying pretty weird but at the same time very lovely. There was no stopping to her and she was not even in any one’s control. Rest of them were thinking to give her slaps, but couldn’t. Booty Boy played a long Jingle on YouTube and lied down; went to sleep. Woody Hoops was trying to sleep but every time he was tamed by the Drunken Mistress. His hair was constantly on the berk of stretching by her and she was just laughing and saying no one will sleep. She was begging on trot for the Booze, which rest of them had denied her. She was fighting with them just to have the booze.


All of them were trying to get some rest but she was not even trying to calm down and keep lying on the mattress. When she wants, she stood up wandering here & there, pulling hairs of Woody Hoops, pushing Neutron through her legs and quenching cheeks of the Bananiana. She almost made the cheeks swollen, and Bananiana cried what are you doing Drunken Mistress? She quenched his cheeks so many times, the whole night that Neutron didn’t remember the count.


She suddenly stood and went to Booty Boy and started hitting his bums vigorously. She almost hit seven to eight times. Then Neutron went to her and forcibly took her to mattress to lie down and she again tried to get up but he forced her down and started tapping her head slowly, like the tap on a baby’s head given. Almost one hour this continues quenching of cheeks, shouting, tapping on head. Then she calm down and went to little bit sleep. After that the morning air can be smelled and the Booty Boy woke up and realisation is made that you had been hit by the Drunken Mistress, but he was so tired that he didn’t remember a thing. Bananiana and Neutron remain awoke the whole night and keep awaken till everyone joined them.

After everyone was up all of them just gathered their head and the belongings, got calm and then started their journey to back home.


“This is not just a story I’m writing, this is the story that I felt need to be told to all the characters of the story and the essence of the story is just the love, care and the respect to them.”

Indian Farmers__A Pity Situation

I was reading an article on Indian farmers in a magazine. “What corruption has damaged the condition of the Indian Farmers”. Their was a time when the Indian Farmers were buried in debts of the landlords and influential people of the villages. But the condition been worse now-a-days because of the Government System today.

Head Clerks, assistant clerks, Tehsildaar, Gram Mukhiya or Gram Pradhan, Lekhpaals everybody has become like a parasite and sucking the blood out of the farmers, until their strength to bear suffering broke. Many farmers commit suicide or become slave to these kind of the people. There was a incident reported that there was a farmer who want to buy some seeds and the fertilizers for the upcoming season of the farming. Since he has no money to buy the needs, someone suggested him to borrow the amount from the Government’s National Bank for Agriculture and Rural Development. He went there to apply for the loan.
As he arrived and apply for the loan the Manager of the Bank in his area told that he must bribe him to get pass the loan, as in that situation he agreed. To buy all things he wanted 35000 INR loan from the Bank. But the manager said he wants 7000 INR as bribe. After him the Head Clerk said he has also share of 5000 INR or they will not clear his loan. Being incapable he accepted, but after that Gram Pradhan also demanded he also has a share in this. Now what can he do. After loan amount money discharged from the bank they all took the share. Only 18000 INR left in his hand after giving all the three of them bribe.In that amount of the money he can buy the equipment, seeds and the fertilizers he needed. He tried to fight with the situation for a while but at last he lost the battle and committed suicide with his whole family including a small girl aged 10 years.

Who is the responsible one behind this Manager of the Bank, Head Clerk of the Bank or the Gram Pradhan? I guess the Government, because if the government has made the system transparent and helpful to the farmers then their should be no incidents like this. Alone in year 2011 the no of suicides committed by the farmer reached 15000, in year 2012 it rose to 17000. And now approximately 46-50 farmers (including female) committing suicide every day averaging 18000 per year.

This should be stopped, because our farmers also started giving up farming due to low yielding and the revenue. It’s not like that the crop is bad or the yielding is not proper but the whole system of the mediators between the customers and the farmers are the real problem. They buy from the farmers on very low rates and sell in the market to customers at very high rate. This cause financial damage to both the farmers and the customers. If these mediators removed then the farmers can go directly to the customers selling at the profitable rate to them and to the customers also. The government should take action on this at high priority as bad days are going on but those days are not so long when the worse times of the Agricultural India arrives.

Anchit Sharma’s Post

Date: 3rd September 2014
Location: Noida, Sector 62 intersection (Towards NH-24)
Time: Between 5:00 PM and 5:15 PM

The moment I took a right turn towards the intersection on NH24, I saw this young guy on a bike (DL4SBK 5461), without a helmet, in his early 20s, zip across the road, brushing my car bumper. He moved on as if nobody’s business. The colleague of mine, sitting right next to me, was as amazed as me and before we could react, we see him slow down, make lewd gestures and hurl abuses towards a white-coloured Ford Figo.

My first instinct was to give this guy, who looked drunk, a piece of my mind. But to my horror, as soon as I approached this guy, I found him signalling the female driver to stop her vehicle and sit on his motorbike instead. This went on for good one or two minutes before we started honking. I decided to intervene, but the guy simply lifted his shirt a bit, flashing a knife and threatened us of dire consequences. And all this was happening in the middle of the road, in broad daylight. Cars zipped past as the guy once again fled on his motorbike towards the Ford Figo driven by this female driver, who seemed petrified with what was happening to her. CLICK HERE FOR VIDEO (

We turned on our mobile camera as the vehicles approached the intersection and decided to intervene again. The guy once again stopped his bike and continued to tease the young lady driving the car. We simply stationed our car between the two vehicles and started honking to get the guy’s attention. I asked the woman if the guy was harassing her. She simply nodded in affirmation and looked away to avoid seeing what all was happening.

This time he got off his bike and charged towards our car. But instead of flashing knife or threaten us, he politely knocked and asked us to roll down the window to have a chat. Simply because he finally saw us filming the whole act. He went away showing us a thumbs up sign, realising we meant trouble. Please note all this was happening in front of Traffic cops.
By the time he got back to the bike, the light turned green and even as I asked the female driver to remain stationary, she simply raced away. Luckily, the moron’s bike decided to act funny as he struggled to get the bike started. The light had turned red in the meantime.

The moment he managed to get the engine running, he turned towards us and signalled once again about the lady he had been teasing this whole time. The guy paid no attention to the red signal and jumped it without second thoughts, to go after the girl once again. We tried to follow them but simply couldn’t, given the heavy traffic movement. By the time our signal turned green, almost a minute had passed and both the vehicles were nowhere to be seen.

All this happened for a good 5 to 7 minutes on a busy Noida road and nobody decided to come forward, stand up or help the poor soul out there. No one. Not even cops who saw this incident unfold right in front of their eyes.

Please share the video and pics to help us track down the monster and in case this post reaches the lady, I would humbly request her to come forward and identify this man. Letting him go unpunished is as good as defending his act.


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Achint Sharma






Cruelity At It’s Most Dominant Position

Yesterday I saw the first episode of the new season of “Satyamev Jayte” and I can say that what we are expecting in 1947 after we got out freedom is not achieved. I’m in shock situation that where we headed and where we have reached until now. This all thing is like termite and making everything, every system weak and unstable from inside. We have to fight if from this instant of time onwards.

The incident happened on 16th December, 2012 and all the incident happened after that, especially the incident which took place in West Bengal (Post: Is This The End of Civilization?) about which I mentioned in the earlier post shook everyone.That incident made us think where we are wrong till now why all this happening here. Some people said that this all happened due to females wearing inviting clothes. Now that’s ridiculous you can’t blame others to hide your animal instinct. Even reports say that in 90% rape cases the victim was wearing Saree or Suit not western dresses.


Everyone know the problem I’ll suggest some solution to it. We live in male dominant country. This is the first problem for all this. We all say women and men are equal. The people sitting on higher ranks are also from this society having the same mindset that’s why they are not treated equal compare to men in the system. This have to get changed. When this will change rest of the thing start falling along same line. Our system should be made so strong and active that in these cases convict should get punishment in few months not years.  The active machinery can make they feel fear in minds because one of the top most reason is that they don’t feel fear of getting arrested or getting convicted and punished from the court. The fear should be get starting in every person’s mind thinking of doing this kind of shameful crime. In this the role of “Police and Medical Teams” is very important that’s why I refer the word “System” in above contexts. The Police’s approach and thinking have to be changed according to the females.

When all this will happen I’ll raise my head and say with proud I proud be an Indian and a Delhite.

Is This End Of The Civilization

Are we really living in the 21st century? Or we all should die because it’s the end of everything?

Yesterday when I heard this news I literally been shaken from inside and thinking are we deserved to be called “Human”. Because what that been done was not the act of human. We are worst then the animals, even animals are better than us.

In Bengal a 20 year old girl was gang-raped by 12 people of her same village she lives and this is not a act by those 12 people actually it was the order of the “Mukhia” of the village in Panchayat to gang-rape her. Who were those people who raped her, strangers? No, they were the people that girl used to meet them in village someone she call kaka, someone dada and someone bhai.

This is not the human act. On 16th December, 2013 a heinous act was done and now this. No what we are expecting from this society. Our culture is being lost and what is going on is taking to end of everything we call civilized. This is not the civic sense.

F.I.R. is lodged and 10 culprits had been caught but what about that girl. She was given punishment to that thing which is not a crime. To love a person whether the person is of any community or cast is not any crime. God created only people and we created caste but this casteism is not doing any good to society, on contrary it’s only making people mentally ill and shrinking their thinking only to the casteism. Due to this people judging each other on caste is worst.

This whole thing should be stop because I don’t want to give this type of India to the upcoming generation after us. We should think and act quickly, actively and eradicate all these heinous systems. This is my appeal to myself and everyone else. We should do something quickly and purposefully as this instant from now on.

A Baby Waiting For His Father For His Last Step

I was moved yesterday to hear this that a small baby which just started his beautiful life just 11 months ago died on 2nd of December due to a disease & his dead body is kept in a mortuary in Mumbai. Baby boy’s name is Vivan & his body can be cremated by his father according to our Hindu religion. But his father is in jail in the country in “Togo”. He is a naval officer ranked Captain. Five months ago he went to South Africa taking his ship their. But on the way to returning from their his ship was attacked by the pirates. And he being accused of link with pirates captured by Togo & thrown in the jail. He found out to be innocent & the charges has been lifted but still he’s inside the jail waiting to be get freed.

His wife named Aditi tried to get into the touch of the Indian Government specially Prime Minister. She came to Delhi yesterday & went to the PMO office. PMO spokesperson we are looking into the matter & Foreign Ministry is active but no use. They are giving only hope not acting actively. Fed up of this governments’ way.

Delhi Assembly Elections

Yesterday was a day “Delhi” will never forget. A party having no birth a year ago swept away the biggest party of the country & emerging as a second biggest party in the elections. “AAP”. It was correctly said that the elections were between the corrupt & the honest one. Here I remember a line from great Ram Manohar Lohia i.e., “If the awaken group wants the change then they will not wait for the 5 years. The change will start from now & this second.”

When I’ve to decide that whether should I vote to AAP or BJP I was in a fix. AAP being a complete new comer it’s true they need to be a bit experienced. To start political career it is good to start with first 5 years as main “Opposition Party” then the “Ruling Party”. That’s why by thinking this I chose to vote BJP. But the result that out yesterday showed a history in making. It was clear that the voting that happened was anti-Congress. Many big politicians were defeated by the new comers of AAP party.
Hats of!!!

and still many things to come.