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Thank you readers and followers

My father has gone back on his words for four times in the last 6 months. I am waiting for the new smartphone. My mother grandmother and my younger sibling are slaves trapped inside this building. As soon as I get the new smartphone I would write more efficiently and yet my efficiency has been good enough. Including the blogger blog I have written more than 1500 posts in last 6 months of my publishing with the OK Google Transcription service writing is a piece of cake. Very few people read this blog and comparatively more people used to read the blogger blog. Those people who were trolling me started calling me troll as I came into the light. I don’t need a bunch of fools around me. I have done 200 posts on WordPress. Including all my innings I might have published more than 4000 articles. If my comments on discussion forums are also included then the amount might reach to more than 10000. It does not translate as money. It has given me skill and confidence. My clarity of thinking as well as communication skills are improving day by day.

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Guest and Prey

In his third book on Narmada journey–Vegad tells about one Baba’s account in the chapter 9–i found it strange enough to translate it into English:

“It was the first day as we walked from Borkhedi. I had only one chador left after being plundered multiple times. Enervated I stayed at a Bheel’s hut one evening. He offered me bread made of jwaar. In the morning as I had progressed merely half a kilometer-he appeared. He points towards the chador with the gesture –insinuating me to put it down. I gave it but laughed-“I was at your home yesterday, you should have taken it then, why did you trouble yourself this much-“-you were my guest yesterday, he said”

The one who was the guest yesterday is the prey today.

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Global Day of Parents

1. I only have count of shocks given to me by my parents. My father has not left any form of addiction untouched; tobacco, marijuana, alcohol- you name it.

Gandhi Smarak Bhavan

2. My mother is lustful like my father. She is delirious, argumentative and incorrigible.

3. If I thank them for the troubles they created first; only to make me prey and pray—- what do I thank them for.

4. They taught me to read and write. I taught many others to read and write. I taught them to be honest. I taught them to be abstemious. I taught them to be humble and devoted to the truth. I tried teaching them the truth beyond relatives. I failed. Miserably. Yet I tried.

5. I had a big loan from parents. And I feel I have absolutely none towards parents, grandparents or towards community at large now. I am free.