My Voice

What is death?  Who is death? Does he has a personality?  Who is he?  Why does he makes us sad or cry? In fact why do we even fear it?  The story of this young man said it all. John was a gregarious type of guy, a tall , handsome looking young man about 5ft tall. He lives in a neighbourhood  near the city drive post office where he was loved by almost all. Every Saturday in the morning old Mrs Johnson  always hears the soft , gentle voice of a man  in joggers  and a sweaty T-shirt , trotting energetically pass her house as she waters her Roses . "Good morning , Mrs Johnson , i love your Roses!". With her old  wrinkled dimple smile, Mrs Johnson always replied "Thank you! Dear". That was John. He works as a clerk in his place of work at BB-enterprise in town, And he is fond of cracking jokes with his colleagues during break hours. Even though he dislikes reading fairy tales from his childhood, he never forgets to read one of the...

The thinking faculty is amazing, Its wonderful and magnificent. I imagined it as a multipurpose Virtual machine  of creativity , which means every person i see is like a company having this powerful machine that produces amazing things. This person who is now a company , has a brand name for the items  produced by this virtual machine(thinking faculty) ,  generated arbitrarily by the behaviour based on character of the person ,  who leaves his trade mark on the items produced,  generated by his attitude. But it seems like most people under estimate the potency of this faculty even though we make use of it everyday. This calls for something new or an upgrade which means We have to take a little step further, to go beyond the little things we do with this powerful machine which means we need to give in more data, information, knowledge etc.  to this machine in order to make best use of it. Because thats the raw materials this faculty needs and when its ...