Discover New@Mrigank's

I started my journey to Bangalore from Chennai, in a double Decker train. It’s a nice concept to carry more people on a track which is one of the busiest during weekends. There was a certain excitement in me, just like a kid when he travels for the first time in a train or a plane. I remember my first flight to Nepal, which didn’t allow me to sleep on the eve of my flight. I don’t remember my first train journey, but my mom says, I made my first girl friend during my first train experience, which is actually hilarious, knowing I would have been just 3 or 4 years old. We all remember our childhood days, the innocence that dripped from our face, even when we did something evil. Eyes starry and drooling face was the perfect enactment to emanate trust. We knew how we have to market our innocence, how to put forward our desires and each wish was fulfilled. During my stay in Delhi, I spent some time with my niece, an angel with a tinge of naughtiness and abundance of curiosity to kn...

Chennai flooded...Asks for Help! 100 years record broken, reads the marquee line of a local news channel here. It’s been 42 hours of rain and still the water is coming down from the heaven on this beautiful haven. Nature sometimes tests human endurance, patience and keeps one finger on human’s panic button. Its like- you move and I press. Water-Water everywhere, but don’t know how many people have water to drink right now. Whether they have food to eat, or rather survive and can they still access clean toilets (looks unlikely in most of the places, which are submerged under the water). Electricity looks like was never discovered and the people who have some bulbs twinkling over their head are the most lucky  ones, I guess (an over statement though). I see the roads, which were once ridden by bikes and cars are now canals for boat rides. I can see my society where I slept two days ago, now a small reservoir. The walls built to mark our territory are now asking- “Why we ...