Ensuring Animal Welfare: A Call to Action for Street Dogs During the G20 Summit in India 🐾

Animal cruelty is a pressing concern, especially regarding street dogs in India. It is essential to emphasize that picking up street dogs for events like the G20 summit in a cruel and arbitrary manner is both unethical and unacceptable. Such actions should be strongly condemned, and alternative, humane methods for managing stray animals should be sought to protect the welfare of these innocent creatures.🐾

⛑️To conduct the G20 summit while ensuring the welfare of street dogs in Delhi, the government could have taken several measures:

1. 🏘️Temporary Shelter Facilities: Establish temporary shelters for street dogs in the vicinity of the summit venue. These shelters should provide food, clean water, and medical care.

2. 🛟Animal Welfare NGOs Collaboration: Partner with local animal welfare organizations to manage and care for street dogs. These organizations can provide expertise and resources.

3. 💉Vaccination and Sterilization Drives: Prior to the summit, conduct vaccination and sterilization drives for street dogs to ensure their health and prevent overpopulation.

3. 👥Public Awareness Campaigns: Run awareness campaigns to educate residents and visitors about the importance of treating street dogs humanely and reporting any cruelty or mistreatment.

4. 😇Safe Zones: Designate safe zones where street dogs can roam freely without interference from summit activities, ensuring their safety.

5. 👮Animal Control Officers: Employ animal control officers to monitor and respond to any issues related to street dogs promptly.

6. 🚨Emergency Response Plan: Develop an emergency response plan for any incidents involving street dogs, including medical emergencies or safety concerns.

7. 🐶Adoption Drives: Promote adoption of street dogs through adoption drives, encouraging attendees and locals to provide permanent homes for these animals.

8. 🫂Community Involvement: Encourage local communities to participate in caring for them by setting up feeding stations and providing support.

9. 🏦Funding Allocation: Allocate a portion of the summit budget for street dog welfare measures to ensure adequate resources are available.

In summary, addressing animal cruelty, particularly towards street dogs in India, is crucial. Cruel actions like capturing street dogs for events like the G20 summit are unethical and must be denounced. Implementing humane alternatives, such as shelters, NGO collaboration, vaccination drives, awareness campaigns, safe zones, and funding allocation, safeguards the welfare of these innocent creatures. 🐾

77th Independence Day of India

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SIGNIFICANCE

Independence Day of India marks the end of British rule in 1947, brought about by the Indian Independence Act of July 18 that year, and the establishment of a free and independent Indian nation. It also marks the anniversary of the partition of the subcontinent into two countries, India and Pakistan.

CELEBRATIONS

Independence Day is observed across India with the hoisting of flags, drills, and the rendition of the Indian national anthem. In addition, diverse cultural events take place in state capitals. Following the prime minister's involvement in the flag-raising at Old Delhi's iconic Red Fort, a procession unfolds featuring armed forces and police personnel. Subsequently, the prime minister delivers a televised speech to the nation, highlighting India's significant achievements in the past year and charting future objectives and challenges. Kite flying has also turned into an Independence Day custom, with an array of kites in different sizes, shapes, and hues adorning the sky. As a mark of respect, government offices in New Delhi remain illuminated throughout the holiday, despite being closed.

MY TRADITIONS

Since my childhood, my family had adhered to a strict routine for our family on Independence Day. In the early morning, my father woke us up, and we proceeded to bathe and don towards our school uniform. Together, I, my brothers along with father headed to the station where he purchased a flag to grace our cars, along with a bouquet of roses, flags and tuberoses intended for us to carry. Subsequently, he dropped us off at school for the flag hoisting ceremony with the ensuing program. I lovingly distributed each flower to the photographs of India's great personalities who contributed to our country’s Independence, displayed at the flag hosting area.

For a consecutive period of 10 years, I actively participated in my school's Independence Day parade, starting from grade 3 through grade 12. My unwavering dedication to the parade was fuelled by a profound love for my country. I possess a deep admiration for the Indian soldiers and their uniform considering them a source of immense pride. Although my personal circumstances led me to forego my aspiration to join the Indian armed forces, I am determined to fulfil this dream through my successors.

Following the conclusion of the program, we drove back home with father, awaiting the culinary delights prepared by mother. A curious directive from my father is that, we refrain from eating until after the flag is hoisted; while the reasoning behind this tradition eludes me but still this day is religious for me so it itself abstains me, it has become ingrained. Upon the meal’s completion, father took us to various venues where his presence is requested as an esteemed guest. Throughout the day, we immersed ourselves in a diverse array of cultural performances, hosted in clubs, schools, and workplaces. As the day progresses, we settled down for lunch while watching the televised replay of the hoisting of the National Flag at the Red Fort by the Prime Minister and the trials establishes to exhibit a symbol of power and resistance, outpoured through the sympathy of nationalist sentiments.

In the evening, my father treats us to an outing at the park, followed by a dinner excursion. This cherished routine with a surge of boundless energy defines my Independence Day year after year. I am inexplicably filled with excitement during these patriotic occasions, experiencing a surge of energy and exhilarating sensation from within. My endemicity starts serenading around the house, "Independence is coming, everyone should rise early on that day,".

I hope this routine remains unchanged for years to come. Despite being away from home for the past year, I find myself sufficiently mature to rise early and navigate the day as earlier cause the fervour will prevail. Last year, I had the opportunity to explore Delhi, visiting the Red Fort, Rashtrapati Bhavan, India Gate, and Connaught Place. Being in India's capital on this significant day was an immense blessing; the atmosphere gave me goosebumps, and my heart brimmed with patriotism, although that sentiment persists on other days as well. The sight of kites adorning the Delhi sky amidst the clouds was both exhilarating and inspiring, a true testament to the spirit of India.

CONCLUSION

Finally, I find myself extending heartfelt wishes to all fellow citizens on this auspicious occasion of our Independence Day, marking the joyous celebration of its 77th year. Let's collectively ensure that our cherished symbol, the Indian flag, remains held high and is never disrespected on the streets of our nation. Jai Hind!🫡🇮🇳

What's wrong! - Part 1

Hello! Today I have come up with a blog describing incidences which took place within the past few weeks in my eye sight. Well, it is hard for me to believe that today also we will be able to see or hear such incidences so closely. I am gonna write the whole blog in 3 parts, each part describing one case and finally I'll be coming to the conclusion. 

Case 1: I have 2 friends, Sheena and Happy, and we three make up a trio of best friends. Last week, Sheena had her birthday and she threw a grand birthday party to her friends in the joy of turning 18. We all assured that we were going to the party but Happy wasn't sure about it because of her family issues. Everytime we invite her at our get togethers but very rarely she manages to visit us. I and Sheetal, both are well-aware of her conservative family, they do not allow her to meet us. According to them, if she would go out and meet her friends, then she would become a disobedient, liberal, characterless and a clever girl. But still, we wanted her to join us becomes she completes our trio. Last time, she was beaten by her mother because she came to my house without seeking permission as she knew they would not permit ever. Then, her father promised her that he would allow her to visit her friends from the next time, her mother would herself go and drop her. Happy kept his promise in her mind. She tried to obey her parent's and did whatever they wanted after that, wishing her parent's would also think about her happiness.

This time, 5 days before Sheetal's birthday, Happy asked her parent's to allow her to go to the birthday party and they simply denied giving a reason that "we cannot be the same as the people in the society are, we have a different culture, different rules and regulations in our religion which does not permit girl's to go out and meet their friends or visit parties, if anybody gets to hear that my daughter is going to her friend's party then our reputation will be ruined". Well, this wasn't at all a good reason for Happy, because she is against these kind of thoughts. Happy questioned that what was wrong in it, her friend's house was not so far, she also asked her mother to come along with her to see what would happen there, she also said that why is it not the same with her brother's, they are younger then her and are never questioned for hanging out for the whole day with their friends and girl friend. He father told her not to compare herself with her brother's because whatever they would do would not have any effect on their reputation as they are boys. Happy hated this kind of mind set up and was frustrated hearing these. She decided not to go to the birthday party but also said that "even after being good to everyone, behaving well, obeying to my you both, does not make any difference then there is no use". She also added, "from today I would do whatever I wish to without bothering of what you both want, because I have understood you cannot change yourselves for us and would never care about our happiness". On hearing these, her father showered all his anger over her. He hit his 19 years old daughter like a ruthless man. He thrashed her face like anything with his slaps, he hit her hard with his leather belt, he kicked on the right side of her chest that she fell apart, he hit her backbone with his fist that the pain seemed to have a very severe injury, he stood over her neck throttling it with his feet wishing her to die, once again he stood putting his feet over her neck and Happy started wriggling out of suffocation, so her father's feet slipped off throttling her left ear and head when the weight of his whole body was into her face from one side. This left the left side of her face senseless and painful. He continuously screened that, "a daughter like her must be killed, I was wishing that God would not have given me a daughter because the day a girl becomes liberal she will ruin the reputation of our family". He also regretted of sending her to an English medium school  because he believes if a girl is taught in an English medium school then she would be following the western culture. He said, "the education we have given has not made you girl who has shame in her eyes for her mistakes but has made you characterless. 

On the other side, while she was getting beaten her mother stood still and was looking at her husband hit her daughter. Aunty had her own issues with uncle by which she thought that he does not have any love for his children. The next day she said to Happy, "I was watching that how much this man can be cruel to his own child". After all these were over, her father left for his work till the dusk fell, her mother was leaving for her paternal's house after having a short argument with uncle. Aunty asked Happy to come along with her but she denied and told her to go while she would follow after half an hour. Her parent's left, her brother was in his aunt's house, the younger one was in the hostel and Happy was alone in the house weeping her tears of pain. She was hurt badly and her mind was now controlled by the devil. She only knew one thing, that she won't be happy in a house between such people and there was no way to escape, so she decided to get rid of such a life. Being alone at home gave her the best opportunity to make her thoughts successful but fortunately Sheetal called her  up for asking whether she was permitted or not. Happy denied coming to her party and just cried. Sheetal was always a very good supporter, convinced and motivator of her. Anyhow, she made Happy spill whatever happened and understood her intentions. She immediately called up her maternal uncle and informed him everything. Within 5 mins, her uncle reached her and prevented from happening something wrong. He took her to aunty. Her mother saw her face and noticed the left side of her face towards the ear that it had turned completely turned blood red. She saw the marks on her body of the belt. They stayed the night in her maternal uncle's place, everybody went to bed but Happy wasn't able to sleep due to extreme pain on her chest, head, left side of the face, left ear, the back bone and her swollen chicks. She could not sleep for the whole night and just shed her tears. Her mother and cousin elder brother sat besides her until she slept and early in the morning they called up a doctor. She had fever and too much pain, the doctor gave her medicines and two injections to reduce the pain. 

Instead of all these, her father didn't even go to see her, neither asked how is her condition instead, he told aunty that "I don't want such a daughter, she will ruin our reputation in the society, this was nothing even it is required then I can even kill her, I am such a father".

So, this is the scenario in the present day in some houses. A rich reputed family, sends their daughter to the costliest English medium school of the city between hundreds of liberal children. The education given is all about making the youth independent, intelligent, successful, mature and specially teaching them about what is wrong and what is right. Inspite of this, they expect their daughter to live a life between conservative minded people of her family which is the toughest job for her. I can understand how suffocating she feels between them even if they are her parent's but today she wants to go away from them anyhow but she is helpless, just because of their thought process.

18

 My birthday passed away few days ago turning me into 18. Being 18 becomes a great deal because all of us are taught that when we will turn 18 we can do anything, we will become adult's and we would not need to seek permission from anyone for anything. Now this sounds exciting and bit independent but in reality it's not for me. Even I was waiting for this day but as my birthday was coming closer my excitement and happiness ended gradually. Every year I used to be very much thrilled on my birthday's and would celebrate it with my whole family and some guest's. This year celebration took off my interest and I wanted to distribute some blankets or food within the needy people. Well, first I should tell you about the day. 

I have turned 18 but still I'm the same old child who cries all the time in little things. It was 12AM exactly and I was looking at the my room's door and expecting my parent's to come and wish me first. But unfortunately nobody came, and I started crying as the clock struck 12:02AM. Then I got a phone call and a very unexpected person wished me, it was my sister's husband(jijaji). Then it was my friend Sakshi and so on... Now she was asking about a party so I told her about my no party mood which made her think that I was sad but I said I was fine and if she wants then she can come to my house, which she agreed to. My mother woke me up in the morning, wishing me with a kiss on my cheek, my father is a bit busy man, he has to leave for work at 5 in the morning and I was sleeping so we didn't meet. Then my mother gave me list of groceries to buy which she would need to cook that day. I went to the market and bought the things with some snacks for my friend. Then I brought Sakshi home from her place and cooked some sandwiches for her. She brought me a birthday cake which was very sweet of her. My mother cooked some rice, paneer, a mandatory sweet dish called kheer which was given for worshipping the god because of the birthday occasion and later on she cooked some chicken. We had the food and then called my whole family at a place and I cut the cake. After these, I left to drop my friend home, while my family had the lunch. I was back home by 4 and then my body temperature started rising. I don't know why I'm falling ill regularly, I was already sick since 8 to 9 day's. I went to sleep and started dreaming[I'll come to dream after this], while my mother was planning to go to my maternal grandma's house(nani ghar) with me and my brother's. My father came home and sat besides me and touched my forehead, he said I was having fever so I should not go anywhere. My mother and brother's left with my uncle by telling me to reach there with father. My father dropped me there after an hour. My elder cousin brother took me to a momo stall then after I went back I slept for the whole evening over there. My father brought us home at night and then we had our dinner and went to bed. This was the whole day with my phone ringing every now and then, getting me wishes from my schoolmates, relative's, teacher's, etc.

So except my friend came home for the first time, my mother's kiss and the worshipping of god, nothing was new. Rest of the thing's happens regularly. My father is a bit disturbed and busy these days so the distribution of blankets or food was not been done but he has promised me to do it by the coming Sunday. 

The age 18 usually related with the word adult by everyone, is not at all relatable as such for me. As soon as my birthday came closer I realised that 18 is nothing but it just gives us the right to vote and have the necessary documents such as driving licence, pan card, etc. Nobody becomes an adult or anything or nobody gets those so called freedom to do anything without seeking permission from elder's. Everything is the same. Only the thing which I feel is changing are my emotions, maybe I'm becoming more childish. I'm getting offended very fast since a month or two, sometimes I want to explain every single detail about something to someone and sometimes I don't want to explain anything to anyone. I notice every little thing and take it emotionally, one very small example was that I waited for my parent's to come and wish me at 12 exactly but when they didn't I started crying and felt they don't love me. And I'm least bothered of anyone, I'm just concerned about my mother and father that what do they think about me, do they love me or not, are they happy with me or not, what thing's of mine offend or please them, they love my brother's more than me or equally, do they discriminate between me and my brother's, and a hell lot of things. When I see my mother laughing and talking with my brother's without me then most of the time I feel that my parent's are happier with my brother's only and their happiness fades away when I join them, sometimes when my mother asks me to do few works of her and not my brother's I feel she discriminates between us, then I feel they want me to just get married and go away as soon as possible as if I'm a burden... I never eat my food by myself, my mother has to feed me by her hands everyday and if one day she misses and by chance in the very same day she feeds my brother's then I start crying saying that "today when I didn't come for food, you didn't even ask me once for having it and you are feeding my brother's", I know this is silly but it hurts me and I start crying. On my birthday one more thing had hurt me and that was, she puts my brothers picture's with a caption 'happy birthday beta' in her whatsapp status on their birthday's but she didn't put any in my birthday. I told her this while talking with my grandma. Then she said I was busy and all, and she had put the status with my pictures with that caption in the next day.

All these things are very childish but these emotions are growing by itself only. If I want to avoid it then also I can't. These things look good when we are little kids of class 7, 8 but now when we are gaining maturity, being capable of understanding thing's better, think and work, is not expected... 

Earlier I used to think that after 12, I would leave this state and go somewhere else to study and live alone. But just a dream changed this thought. In that Evening sleep of my birthday, I dreamt that, I was taken to a military school by my parent's where I had to stay for 3 to 4 year's after higher secondary education which was mandatory for everyone in that dream world. So I was taken with my luggage and a lot of food. My parent's shifted my stuff's into my room which I was alloted in the hostel, then my mother took out the tasty foods for me and said have them when you would feel like. I started shouting and crying like anything that no I would not stay here, don't go, don't leave me, I want to go home but they didn't listen to me, anyhow they convinced me and asked me to call the hostel warden. I went to search for her but I came back to my room when I didn't find her but then I saw my parent's disappeared. I again started crying and searching for them all around the hostel then I saw them leaving the school gate and I ran towards them crying and screeming. I reached them and held my mother and started crying more louder and I woke up till then. As soon as I woke up, my tears were not stopping and we're rolling down my cheeks like the Niagra fall's. I then realised that it is very tough living alone without parent's and for me it's next to impossible. I will never be able to live without them and at the moment I have changed my mind of going somewhere else to study and live alone. 

18 hasn't made me independent or an adult in any way but has just made me more immature and childish and one year closer towards death.

Depression and Anxiety

Hello everyone! I hope all of you are doing well. 

Yesterday, I watched a monologue of Prathamesh Barge on instagram. First, I would give you a synopsis of the monologue and then I would present my views on it.

"Prathamesh, played a character of a teen boy, Mukund Mishra who is from Jaunpur, Uttar Pradesh and is completing his engineering in one of the top colleges in Mumbai. His father is a principal at one of the schools of his village and also the most educated person over there. He wants Mukund to be a mechanical engineer and therefore, he restricted him from every enjoyment of his childhood like playing and hanging out with friends, no smart phones and etc in order to secure his future and achieve his goal. Mukund grew up and realised that being a mechanical engineer would be a tough course for him but he was in a state where he could not deny from doing engineering because of his father's fame and respect in the village as his father had announced all over the village that his son would become a mechanical engineer one day. When Mukund passed his 10th examinations, he secured 7th in the district and his father gifted him a small keypad mobile phone, promising him to buy a smart phone when he becomes an engineer. Mukund went to Mumbai for his further studies and he was startled seeing the infrastructure of the college, the huge playground, the canteen, lawns, etc., as he never had seen a city before as such. Everything was new for him and he didn't know to interact with people with cool words or make friends so he was left alone among his 80 batchmates. Rest of the students were also different from him, they were all very modern, fashionable, smartly dressed up in goggles, jackets, in KTM bikes, girls in mini skirts and with a very good spoken English mastery whereas, Mukund was a simple boy with a formal get up and poor english. He was very particular with his study stuffs. He would not bunk classes, would submit his assignments on time, have proper notes, etc. Exams were near and Mukund saw a difference in the behaviour of his batchmates. They started sitting with him on the first bench, spoke with him, roam about in canteens and corridors, took him to malls, restaurants, made him taste new dishes, girls started sharing their numbers, etc. In return, Mukund gave them his assignments, notes and lectures in the library. All these made him feel very excited, energetic and so special that all these moments were the best one of his life because everything was new for him. Mukind finished his two papers, he showed them to his friends and was very happy thinking that he made his place in their hearts. 

Rest of the papers got cancelled because of the pandemic leading to lockdown. The watchman of his PG had a smart phone, which he didn't know to use, so he gave it to Mukund while he was in his working hours. Mukund created a Facebook account in his phone and sent friend requests to everyone of his college. In the lockdown, everything was shut down, everyone was at their house and there was nothing to do.

Mukund also didn't have anything to do except studying but how much one can do it, lockdown has stretched longer so he started sleeping too much, he got irritated of everything and got mood swings. He used to cry in a moment, get angry in a moment and then again felt depressed. He told about this problem to his father but his father instead of consoling him said, "it is just a phase of life, everybody goes through it, nothing to panic". He did not try to understand how Mukund was feeling and therefore, nobody was there to help him out of his anxiety and depression. Mukund never believed in anxiety and depression but when he himself went through this state of mind, he learnt that it existed. After going through these, he figured out a lot of things, he exclaimed that, "if we have an headache then they society gives us medicine but when the mental health of a person is not good then the society backs out and nobody is there with us." After few days, he checked his notications hoping for any message or response but there was none, instead he found a story on everybodies timeline. The story mentioned "if you feel lonely, talk to me. I better see you laughing instead of seeing in grief. Suicide is not an option...", Mukund was speechless seeing it. What an irony it was, since a month he had been trying to talk to someone or the other, he called and texted them all several times but nobody responded and now there is a story which suggested for conversations to overcome with depression. Mukund says, in every hour one student commits suicide but it doesn't bother to anyone because the dead one was not a famous personality. This thing is not a difference or discrimination between a famous person and common one, but it is what giving content to people and in this generation, content is more important than lives for everyone.  Mukund expects to have the further weeks, same depressed and lonely. He understood how it feels like to be lonely when there is no one around. He begs to all, to talk and listen to those people who are lonely or need help so that no lives be in risk."

Well, the monologue was just fantastic. It has expressed the situation of every other person's life who is going through this phase. There is a very big message given in this monologue for everyone, that people will be there when they need something from us but as soon as our work is finished in their lives we are no one to them just because we have no role or we do not match with their class of living, and then how the feeling is in that used up person is just pathetic. A year ago there was a time when I went through this situation, I wanted someone to talk to me so that I would speak my heart out and just vomit out all the feelings inside me and make myself feel lighter. Those days were very hard for me, but I have been fortunate enough to have few people in my life who stood with me when I needed. I lost hope when I saw nothing was working out and I asked for help to someone myself and he did it, though we don't talk much now because he is an introverted one and I don't like toh disturb him but I consider him to be the angel of my life. There are 2 more people, I would not name anyone but if they are reading they can well understand. It was obvious that they would not be able to stay with me for the lifetime or whenever I am in problem, they have their own lives as well and it took me sometime to understand this. They were with me, but after few days I was again lonely and felt the worst still I don't want to stop thanking them for supporting me in my bad times. It took me 4 months to overcome from that situation, thanks to my father because then he had engaged me in his work which helped me to stay away from my own thoughts and stuffs. That phase also taught me a lot of things and maybe changed me, my nature, my lifestyle drastically.

Watching this monologue, there is something I realised. I felt similar to those of Mukund's college friends who didn't listen to him when he needed but I never have put on any story such as they had put, I am always engaged in my personal stuffs only. Actually, it's like I don't have the thought even to know anything about others, it is neither that I don't want to know whether a person is dying or living and being self centered nor I am too much interested in the lives of others and would poke everyone. I just never had a thought of anything like that. Though, I would be obliged if anybody would find me eligible to hear their problems and help them out but what I have become is now, I just want to avoid people from my life the most I can. So, I don't even talk to anyone except few ones, I try to avoid talks with my family members also because I'm finding this meeting and talking with people very much congested. This might be because of my ambiverted nature but is not like I regret to be so, after seeing this monologue. The thing is, I get texts in a regular basis from many but I don't respond to any of those because I find talking to someone a very tough job as I don't know what to say what not and don't want to make things awkward. Now, I think that may be in those messages there might be someone like this guy, Mukund and I ignored it. May be I lost the opportunity to play my part in someone's life and I really regret it. I am sorry to those if I did something like this and I would better take care of it next time(it's only for serious and genuine issue's, not for casual hi bye and fun). This is the high time when these kinds of situation may occur in someone's life so we need to be aware and I would suggest everyone to be so strong that even if we don't have anyone beside us then also we would be fine with everything.

#staysafe#stayhome

The Ants🐜

Ants are really very interesting creatures you know! I just love to watch ant's being busy in their jobs. Today I saw this post and then and there my childhood memories flashed infront of me. Those memories were like, these ants were my daily job.
In my childhood, I had a habit of going out of the house in the evening and spend atleast an hour capturing and admiring at the beautiful nature. I enjoyed seeing the dancing trees all over when the peacegiving wind blew, I observed the flowers be it very tiny or a big bloom very carefully, those tiny mosses in damp areas which were hard to observe but looked so beautiful grooming together and specially, in rainy seasons those droplets on the flowers and leaves and grasses just gave me so much of light in my eyes and a heartfelt happiness. I love to watch the nature miracles since birth. Now, my nature time also included watching of tiny little creatures on the ground. Ant's were one my favourite interests.
Before our current house, the house where we lived in had a big garden. In that garden, ant's had a huge population, where ever you would go you could see tiny holes in the ground and the ant's doing there jobs in a que. At first I just sat down and observed the ant's very carefully. I saw what they used to carry as their food, even what I did was, slowly I would take off the food from them and examine that actually what was that stuff. The black ants were which I observed and they mostly carried very tiny little grain sort of thing and sometimes white small worms also. After observation of few days, I thought of helping them with some sugar. Then everyday I went out with some sugar and I dropped it equally in each and every hole of the garden. It gave me so much of happiness when the ants carried the sugar cubes into their holes. All summer's had the same evening for me. Then came the rainy season. When you will hear about this I'm sure you are going to laugh at me badly. I thought it is going to rain and the ant's will lose their homes. Water is going to fill in and everything whatever they had collected to eat would be lost. I thought of many ways of protecting their homes but whatever I thought would stop me from implementing those because of lack of stuffs. At last I had an idea to cover all the holes with 3 to 4 leaves and then put tiny rocks over the leaves so that it does not displaces. So whenever, the weather hinted to rain I picked up the little ants slightly and put them into their holes, it took me hours to do so but I did until it started raining though it was not possible for me to put all the ants in, then I used to cover all the holes of the garden. The rain came, and washed away all my hard work. Everyday it would happen the same thing, after doing so much of things, I would not find the holes the other day. The scenario after the rain broke my spirit off until I came across geography😅. Before that, I never actually understood that why and how did the water washed away their homes. Geography was what made me realise the miraculous talks of nature. 

Lost the childishness?

I have been hearing a lot that today's children are not children anymore, they have become advanced than adults. Is it really so? Are they really losing the childishness in themselves? What is childishness?

Childishness is a behaviour of enjoying, having innocence, getting excited, getting emotional, finding love, taking interests, being unbiased, a true and pure soul, being a center of attraction, being frightened, forgetting every rudeness out of love and full of naughtiness.

What I think is, children do not lose their childishness. They have it in them always but nowadays the youth has covered it up with a curtain of show off. This show off is of superiority. Nowadays, children have a deep tunnel dug in their mind of being superior to everyone, they try to be better in front of everyone and in that struggle they lose their innocence. They have lost patience, they cannot afford to see themselves down from others be it an adult or their age group. It is because everbody is trying to be so. They have developed a nature of competitiveness in themselves. 

Why are they doing so? Is it because adults have also become same as they are? Adults around children should act according to children to let them be so. Nowadays children are lacking motivation in their lives. They are adults who will have to encourage kids to be kids and let not grow adulthood in themselves at a very early age. Adults are well aware of the nature of a child and they should not destroy the environment of childhood of their children. Adults should keep on motivating their child for things they do correct and should show the right path for things they do wrong. We should keep them on learning the moral values of life and let them stick to be a true and pure soul instead of indulging them into chaotic situations where the adults should deal with. I'm not saying to not let children think more than their age but they should be thinking only appropriate things. This can be developed in them if adults act appropriate infront of them so that negative things do not come to their mind. They are pure and immature soul, appreciation to their right options can make them more confident. Wrong will be what they don't know, and that should be corrected only with love and understandings. 

I have 5 younger brothers, all younger to me. Aman of 15, Irfan of 15, Rehan of 13, Junaid of 12 and Ahaan of 11 months. Junaid is my cousin I'll not include him into this topic, because he is physically disabled. Instead of any movement in his body and any words in his tongue, all I can see a childish smile at his face and his beautiful eyes admiring everyone around him. I would also not include Ahaan into this because he is very young to talk about. These 3, Aman, Irfan and Rehan are not adults yet for sure but let me tell you about them. Aman has now become a boy of his own wish disrespecting everyone. I'm the eldest daughter and child as well of my house but being the eldest son he thinks himself to be the most superior one and elder than me also. He thinks that he can take his decisions himself and even about me also. Whole day he is out with his friends and whenever asked to study he answers "you need not worry about it, focus at yourself", and sometimes answers back very disrespectfully. Earlier he was not at all like this. He used to be the most respectful child among all of us and the most silent and calmest one. But, he has changed drastically. I would always blame my parents for this. Earlier my mother used to sit with him the whole day, talking with him, playing with him, teaching him and give all her attention to him. As he grew up she started leaving him and less bothering. 

She does not tell him anything about whatever he does. If I complain she replies, "he will have to suffer for whatever he will do. Whom should I tell? Everybody is of their own wish, are you correct?" So in this way, she never corrects her son but always points back to me. My father has always been out of town for his work so instead of being aware of everything he doest not reciprocate. Aman also does the same thing, there's nothing like a child in him now. He even has the guts to tell mom that he has 14 girlfriends. Can you imagine! He's just 15 year old boy and mon entertains it as well. Irfan is my cousin. He does not consider himself to be an adult or to be superior. He does not respect anyone except me, my father and my mother. He obeys us but it's the opposite with his parents and rest all the family members. He is like nobody should scold him or stop him for doing anything he wishes. If you tell him 5 he will reply 50 out of anger. He does not consider his mother to be anyone but she is very supportive to him. He is just busy with his girlfriend in his life. He remains quiet but he does a lot of things at his mind. He does not have any interaction with our family members, only his girlfriend and friends are his life. When he was younger then he was considered the most naughtiest boy of DPS. Everybody knew his name by his mischieves. Though, he was very naughty, weak in studies but the childishness and innocence reflected on his face clearly. That's even acceptable from a child but that naughtiness is also lost in him. I'll say that he has become like this because of his environment. From his childhood he used to stay with my mother only, Aman and Irfan used to be together. But as he got separated from us for 4 years, he changed. His mother does not stop him from doing anything saying, "my one son is physically disabled and now I only have Irfan, I don't want him to stop for anything, he is my only hope." Getting this opportunity Irfan has become of his own wish and cannot tolerate anyone against himself. He got influenced about girlfriends and friends from my uncle's. I have got 11 uncle's and my father is the eldest one among all the 12 brother's so it's obvious that most of them are very young. Leaving 3 uncle's after my father rest all are involved with their college friends and girlfriends. Aman and Irfan hears them always talking about their own personal affairs at home. If Aman and Irfan are told anything about these matters their answer is, "they are also doing why aren't you telling them anything?" So nobody can tell anybody for anything. Rehan, is the only boy in our house in whom we can find childishness. He is little different from all of us. He is satisfied with whatever he gets. Really very naughty, innocent, lies to save himself, fights with us, plays with me and my uncle's, a fan of Broklesner of WWE, talks very childish and laughs and speaks without understanding. But, I don't want him to change like the other 2 because of my mother's carelessness. I really feel that both Aman has become so because of her carelessness and Rehan is at the verge. She has stopped looking after him and his studies also. I make her understand to look after them and see what they are doing, teach them but it's of no use.
I'm 17, not an adult yet. I would consider myself to be somehow like Aman and a bit like Rehan. Honestly, I'm very rude to my parent's when they donot agree with me in my decisions. I know it's very wrong, but I'm patient enough to make them understand about what I think and why so but it becomes intolerable for me when they donot understand my concerns even after my brief explanations and patience. Somehow, I had started speaking very less to my every family member since a year. And, I am bothered about my brother's future but I have stopped telling about them also since a month. I have my own concerns that also I keep it with me because I have become tired of arguing with anyone. You can say that I also do not have any sign of childishness. I agree with it, because I am short tempered and I tell anything to anyone when I'm angry. I have felt this after realising a lot of things and I'm on the voyage of changing of myself. Yes, I do not speak at any adult matters now, I just hear and keep quiet. When I was younger, till 15, I feel that I had a childishness in myself at that time. I loved to crack jokes, laugh with others, enjoy, entertain, make fun, play with water and mud, dance in the rain, jump in the pot holes, enjoy the breeze, play with friends, fight with others. You know, I also loved playing fights with my brother's and uncles like Rehan. I was so childish that I used to fight for that 1 piece of chicken leg with my uncle's and my father, I used to fight for eating the egg yolk with them and faught with my brother's for sleeping besides my father. I lost all of these because as I grew up my parents considered all my activities as a behaviour of an uncultured girl. They went on pushing it in my mind that I'm such a big girl and seeing me doing these kind of activities people will laugh at them and tell me a bad girl. So, slowly I left doing all those activities which I enjoyed. Now, I realise that all those told to me were bulshits, my activities were actually my childishness which I had to give up. After I have realised, I think I have again got that innocence back in myself. I have again started jumping in the rain, fighting with my brother's and uncle's, to fight with my uncle's for the chicken leg piece, for the egg yolk, playing games, enjoying the breeze, entertaining everyone at my house, cracking jokes with them and just started enjoying whatever I like. I have started learning football from Irfan every morning sharp at 5'o clock. I have started going out of my house at evening and play wildly with all my brother's and uncle's. I have again started going to the parks and swinging in the swings, trembling at the see-saw. I have started bathing directly from the water in the tanks. I just now don't bother about anyone, neither my parents nor the people outside. I have again started enjoying my life being a child and it's giving me a lot of happiness and satisfaction to my heart. Instead of all these, nobody around can see the child back in me.
I hope my brothers would also realise this very soon and want my mother to open her eyes and guide them thinking of their future. I also want my family member's to change themselves and the environment of the house so that the children remain children. One day they are going to miss and regret for their children, for us.
I really want to request the parent's to support their child to be a child. You don't know what happiness and satisfaction your child gets out of those acceptable mischieves they do. You might not get the chance to see that innocence in your child again, once they lose it. The youth needs the innocence so that the future does not regret with the duplicity, manipulative generation, trickery people and stone hearted selfish people.
With this I conclude that only innocence can let everyone think the good for ownselves and others as well. And, this innocence can only be found in childishness so do not let it go out of your and your child's reach.