when time stops


There is a window right next to my room . I remember the first time I saw you walking by right next to my home , I was drinking morning coffee and was enjoying morning sun shine .

my daily routine ? yes it was.

I was ignorant not to have seen you all this while , I  was amazing and happy and when I saw you for the first time it was like a breath of fresh air in my life and was something new because I knew I will be awesome after this. I saw you everyday but I never spoke to you . you saw me I saw you and every single day . me at the window and you down on the streets , at the same time. no communication but we both knew there is some contact between you and me. the way we both looked at each other it was like two strangers but yet together .

you knew that I wanted to talk and you wanted the same but for some reason we let it go. may be we thought some day we will. some day , the day will come when we both will sit together and will have tea and biscuits and we chit chat for hours and will know each other better .

I bought a new wall clock for you , not to gift you but to put it on my wall , my time for you was different , different from this world , I wanted it to be my own . I started maintaining my schedule

I got it only to show that yes my time and your was important. I respected your time and you respected mine. I started setting up time on the wall clock by your schedule it was certainly different from rest of this world . it was silly of me doing so but in  a world where every one busy trying to make themselves smart , I think it was not a bad idea to be silly for a while . I outsmart in this department. I was happy and I was awesome.

And one day , you did not show up . one day everything changed.

I don’t know why

I don’t know why I felt like this. every thing was ok , this world was moving but it seemed like my world had stopped , I had seen you for so long , I guess I had become addicted to you and got habit of seeing you . now everything seemed different , everything looked abnormal , everything looked out of my reach , it was so for being away from you . yet I felt your presence on the street , that you are there.

I looked at the wall clock , it had stopped too . I realized time had not stopped for me but it had stopped for you . time had taught me never stop for anyone , keep on moving . one will come and will go but you should not wait for someone and keep on moving . don’t wait . its unhealthy.

your time to pass by my window was over. may be you had gone somewhere else . and it was someone else time to look at you . may be your and my time was gone . I don’t know but our time had stopped and so as the wall clock which I bought for you had also stopped.

I was fine with you and without you and I am fine without you.



Eyes on the wall


When I go to my bed after a long day at work, all I think about is my breadth. This is the only time when I can listen to my breadth. Breathe in and breathe out.this is the only time when I realise that I am actually a living human being, with Soul, flesh and blood. A living man with emotions, feelings and love.  A human who think and can act accordingly.

For  the rest of the day I am machine in and out. Working on deadlines. Meeting targets. Working in shifts with no specific time to return home.working to my seniors expectations. Working  on my loved on expectations. Just like a machine which works non stop without a pause, we all work day and out like this. Not knowing what’s happening right now, today and what’s going to happen tomorrow. Its a cycle without a pedal where we don’t know how,when and where to apply breaks.

My room or your room,  it’s one place where we find peace and can stay away from this crazy world of chaos. Hide away from everyone and in our own world where it’s only us and no one else.

Imagine, one day you are all alone in the room and suddenly you have this feeling of being watched by someone.  Not a person but some unknown invisible identity. You can’t see,you can’t touch it,you can’t smell it but you can feel it. Its a creepy feeling and you know when it’s creepy, it is creepy.

I talk to myself most of the time, when I am alone or isolated from rest of the world, I only talk ton myself. Because I know there is no one to share but you know you can share it yourself.  Its a good feeling when you try to communicate to yourself. And trust me,  your soul does respond to you.

But in the recent times it’s not my soul which has been communicating with me. Its someone else.someone who I dont know.  Someone who is not human.  Some unknown force. But I know something is there in the room with me. But who?

This question kept me on my feet for number of days. But one day at the least expected time and circumstances it showed.

And that’s when I saw “eyes in the wall”.

Electronic harassment


One of my co worker , who live in my locality  shared a concern with me and his concern is something we all are not aware of . we  do not really know about it and we don’t talk about it because we don’t know about it . many people even if they come to know , will call him mad or stupid and this is why he do not share his concern with them and he keep it to himself. but yesterday he shared this with me.

he was talking about Electronic Harassment , an act which involves radio frequencies to control one’s mind and emotions. he said that it’s been happening with him for the past 3 years and now he is on the verge of committing suicide. it was worried scenario because he looked quite depressed and out of sorts because he don’t know what to do about it. he had gone to police in the past but police is not able to help him because there is no evidence. police had investigated the matter and spoke to few people who were the suspects but lack of any concrete evidence had let them flee.

But he said it’s still happening with him and he is trying to get rid of this on his own. but he do not know what to do and how. he concern was genuine and i believed him because i have seen him many times at work place and spoke to him and he always looked out of sorts and little disturbed and sometimes even abnormal. his thinking process has taken the hit and he is not able to perform his normal day today duties with ease because this radio interference is always with him. even at work he is not able to perform properly only because of this reason.

First of all we must understand what is  Electronic harassment.

From Wikipedia

Electronic harassment is the purported use of electromagnetic waves to harass a victim. Psychologists have identified evidence of auditory hallucinations, delusional disorders[1] or other mental illnesses in online communities supporting those who claim to be targeted.[2] Individuals suffering from auditory hallucinations, delusional disorders[1] or other mental illness have claimed that government agents make use of electric fields, microwaves (such as the microwave auditory effect) and radar totransmit sounds and thoughts into their heads, referring to technology that they say can achieve this as “voice to skull” or “V2K” after an obsolete military designation.

Other sources

If someone uses any electronic device to aid them in invading your person or property for the purpose of gathering information illegally, or for the purpose of causing harm, this is Electronic Harassment.

There is truck loads of information available on the internet which will tell you what is Electronic  Harassment and how to detect it and prevent it . i do not have to fill my blog space to tell you what it is. you will also find Youtube videos about it. what i am here to tell you is that this thing is for real and it happens and it’s happening.

There are people in this world who are the victims of this procedure which is illegal and it can be operational with govt aid , secret services and other bodies which are into surveillance. we can also convert home equipments into a weapon to operate on human mind.

Images below can explain you this.


In the image above its easily demonstrated how one can use home bound equipment to control another person.

Now take a look at the this image 


This image explains how it can be used as a deadly weapon.

When he explains me all this , i could not stop myself from going on to the internet and study this subject. i was not surprised because there are govt cover ups and secret bodies which operates behind the closed doors and common man do not even come to know about it. there are many examples of this process in USA and no wonder if this also happens in UK , China , Russia. you are under the scanner and you will not even come to know about it . A strong nation like India is not doing the same ,its hard to believe. so i trusted him and believed on his claims given his circumstances and the way i have seen him , it was not hard for me to deny that he can indeed be a victim.

He also mentioned that he is always connected and he is always hears different voices , sounds and wired noises into his ears. people who are doing this to him can be anyone . they can be local criminals , powerful people with govt influence, secret operative bodies or even a guy next door. but one must have an access to equipments which can pull of this kind of operation because you do need modifications and you do need sophisticated machines to control ones mind. he claimed that these people know about my passwords , my bank account information, my family back ground , my relatives names and all personal information and they play around with it.

My next question to him was why he ? he is just like any other regular Joe in the market and what could be the purpose of doing this on him . he himself do not know the answer . but what he does know that it has affected his life drastically. it has changed the way he think , do his work , his mood swings dramatically , he sometimes can not think what is correct and what is wrong , it has changed the way he does his daily chores and so on.

He asked for my help only because i understood his situation and believed him , i too had done my homework on this before i said yes to him . but i do not know how to help him in this case. how to catch hold of these culprits who are doing this to him and what kind of pleasure they get by doing this to someone is not understood.

Going deep into this can cause life threatening scenario and an intelligent move is required.

Anyway , my objective is to let you folks know who so ever come across this article that this thing indeed happens and its here for real .

Stay alert and stay safe.


Stand Tall


Standing right next to my baby who is taller to me , makes me stand tall and makes feel more like a man and her more feminine.

Never ever a day when i thought about me being little short in height.

Or why i should even think about it ? is this even necessary ? i guess i have better things to think about.

Though i got an average height but somewhere down the line it makes me think ” what difference it makes in me being little short ? have i lost everything in life ? have i lost my motive , objective , my passion , my soul , my love , my life , everything ?

How cool it is for me think this way and putting myself under constant pressure that , oh ! i am little short , had i been little tall or good height , it could have been a different story all together.

These alas and sighs are of no use , and why crying over those things which are part of your life and your personality ,  i am to the world to what i am to myself , rest is null and void . it holds no importance for me being short , tall , black or white . whats more important is how i feel about myself.

It feels great when you love someone , it feels great to be in relationship and to be loved by someone. its  great to be a partner to somebody . when you share your everything with this one person. bed, food , shelter, love, hate , anger and emotions . everything . and when you stand next to this person , holding hands together , its a great feeling.

Usually a woman want her man to be a taller to her. but if does not happen , it becomes emotionally oriented decision. you have emotions strong for this person , short or tall you will stay with them.

We can live and can’t live without each other. but we both know that we want each other more than ever.

Tall or short are two sides of a coin. flip it either ways , if you are happy in your own skin then flipping a coin wont matter.


when i helped a woman in distress



Few days ago , i was going back to my home along with my friend . we had finished our russian language classes at 8:30 pm  and were walking along the road talking on number of topics. we had a cup of tea and sipped all the way and enjoying the generous weather which was for some reason was little too generous that night. we were in CP , indian manhattan . it was late at night and roads had started to deserted. as we reached metro station we saw a woman in conversation with an auto driver. we did not pay any attention to it because it was not our business and it was a common sight. as we stepped on to the stairs of metro station , woman came to me and asked for a change , she was carring 500 indian rupee and had no change to give it to auto driver. she was a young woman in t shirt and jeans with a bag on her back , it appeared that she was coming from some classes. she looked like college goer. she asked if i have money to give it to auto driver because auto driver had no change and she had no change either. she also said that auto driver had charged too much money which he should not. its a common case with auto drivers in delhi so i was not surprised ed. i asked my friend for a change as i too was not carrying any change. unfortunately that day neither of us was carrying any change , we never had to because we had metro card with money in it so we never had to worry about any paper money.

Me and my friend we looked at each other , did not know how to  help helpless young woman , in general people leave if they are unable to help someone , and in this case it was a mere change of money. 80% of the time people will leave. only 20% of them will stick around to see any help can be provided. likewise my friend was asking me to leave as we are about to enter the station and train was approaching. i could have left too but i was not ready to leave , i wanted to stay there until gets money from someone. my friend asked me many times to move as she was a stranger and she was not our concern but i was thinking otherwise, i was thinking that she is also someone’s daughter , she will too become someone’s wife and mother , i can’t let her stay here at night and asking for money from strangers. its dangerous for her to go around with men. above all auto driver will  not let her go.

i could see her tense and she knew that she is in trouble and she is a lonely woman alone outside the station late at night with not many people around. i decided to stay till she get the money and she failed to get any money from anyone. she i decided to help. i reached to her and asked if i can pay money to auto driver , she of course rejected my decision but i insisted and later she allowed me to pay , i was not seeking for her approval anyway in this situation but i thought may be out of courtesy  i should ask her. so i paid from my pocket and i paid more than the entire expense as i too had no change so i had to give whatever i had in  my pocket. she resisted not to do it but i was ready , after all it was only money.

auto driver of course was happy , her got fortune. he left. and that woman had sigh of relief. she looked at me and said thank you , i said , its alright. and then she rushed towards the station. this what i wanted , rush towards the station. i friend was of course looking at me with mischief and called me stupid of course but i am not here seek someone permission and someone’s judgement about what he or she think about me. i was happy with what i did and i think it was need of an hour to help someone in need and i was feeling good about it. that woman might be thinking that i am an idiot or she might be praising me for my steps which i took.

She left to her home safely , i was happy .

“A man should clinch his fist only to save woman not to destroy her.”