Krishna Shanker

One of the very popular term used in the Urban Population nowadays is "Youth Culture". For most of the new comers to the Cities or to the College, there seem to be a pre-defined rules to look Cool among the youth that is Youth Culture. I challenge these thoughts and believe that these so called cultures are not leading us towards the real growth and intelligence in any way.      Let me explain this with an example; Few years ago, I read one of the very popular Novel named “One Night at the Call Center” written by Chetan Bhagat. Indeed, not to mention that the author is Just Awesome in presenting Ideas in lively and easy way. Instead, I would like to say that the novel has got a very important message to the entire youth population.   The misconception or vagueness that can be seen among youths about different matters such as life, happiness etc. needs to be addressed and this book has done this in a very different way. Here, I would like to quote some paragraphs of the book

  When you decide that something is true for you, you’ll do everything in your power to make it so. This can be a powerful force working against you or working in your favor, depending on what you see as being true. Do you believe that everyone is out to cheat you, abuse you and take advantage of you? Then you’ll find yourself being drawn towards situations where that is precisely what will happen. Do you believe that you have the ability to truly make a positive difference in the world, lifting up yourself and others? Then you’ll find an abundance of opportunities for doing so. If you believe your troubles are someone else’s fault, then you’ll never allow yourself to rise above them. When you see your circumstances as being your own responsibility, then you put yourself in full control. The more you argue in favor of your limitations, the more stubbornly they’ll hold you back. The more you promote and project your own positive possibilities, the more real and valuable they’ll bec

We never miss the things we have,       Until they are long gone… Like notes and words that we once hummed,       From now forgotten song. We never miss hot summer’s heat,       Until cold winter’s blast… Then we bemoan the ice and snow,       Regret that summers’ past. We never miss the sunshine,       Until a cloudy day… We take for granted those bright rays,       That darkness steals away. We only miss a love we have,        When it can’t be brought back… The void from that can fill the soul,       Each crevice and each crack. We never miss things we have,      Till they’re no longer there… It’s only when they’ve disappeared,      we realize we care.                                                               -Author Unknown