Life is like a tree.

With every passing year, we grow not just by age but by experiences and maturity level. The roots of our thoughts grow deeper with the failures. Branches of our life grows in particular direction due to trial and error methods. Whatever worked in our fever we grow in that direction. And in old age we develop our own environment, that give shadow to people wondering in life cluelessly so that they can avoid the mistakes we did in our life and delayed or detained our success. The young one’s who use this shadow are considered to grow bigger and wider.

Rancho…

I wrote his name and tried to write about him. But this happened first time that I am not getting words to write. Whenever I see his photograph, tears start rolling out of my eyes. He was like a family member. We never treated him like an animal. We used to play with him. We used to take care of his food. And he too used to behave in same loving and caring manner.

I clearly remember his jumps that he used to do when he saw any of our family member. He used to give shake hands. He used to come near me and raise his neck and look at me, may be because he liked to take massag from me. He used to understand every word we utter. He also used to follow the instructions of every member of our family.

His white furry hair used to get stuck onto our clothes. His eyes were full of innocence. His ears used to stand straight when he used to hear my grandma’s voice. Whenever he used to see my uncle coming he used to constantly move his tail. His legs with which he used to give us hand shake and also try to stand on two feet with a support.

Everything and every moment with him will be remembered. It’s still unbelievable that he is no more. Everyone one and especially kids were so much attached to him. Today, we feel like we lost our family member.

The milk and his biscuits brought for him are lying in the corner. His feeding bowl is lying at it’s place. His place is vacant. God…. it’s horrible.

I pray to God may his soul rest in peace. May he get a good life. We really gonna miss him. I guess, one should not get attached to animals. Because it feels very bad when they go through something so measure.

Rancho’s memories are gonna be with us throughout our life. His obedient nature will always be remembered.

He was a wonderful soul. Will miss him. Will truly miss him.

Review of Bose: dead or alive.

Every story which has a start, has an end too. But few stories are exceptional, one such exception is Bose story.

Subhash Chandra Bose is one of the influentional and revolutinalist leader of Indian freedom struggle. He was the most important factor in making India an independent country. It was because him that India had own army in 1945. He was the one person who had least interest in politics and aspiration of self. He was only interested in freedom, freedom of India. Britishers too were obsessed by Mr. Bose. And they were always afraid of him. This man Mr. Bose went overseas during 1945 to seek support from different countries leader with fake identity. He had immense courage and looking at his courage Hitler gave Mr. Bose title of “Netaji”. Yes, it’s then that Mr. Bose all over the world was recognised as Netaji.

His life is full of adventures and mysteries. And even his death is a big unsolved mystery. It was said that Mr. Bose died in aircraft crash in 1945. But it was believed that many people saw him even after the aircraft crash. It’s still not clear whether Bose died in 1945 or was he live. If he is alive then when did he actually died. Well, the end of Mr. Bose has always been a mystery and will remain one in future too.

This series “Bose: Dead or alive has done complete justice to netaji’ s life. It’s crisp and mysterious. It’s screenplay, direction and dialogues are just perfect. Under the production house Balaji teleflims this web series had been released. And this web series is worth investing your time. I would recommend all Indians and also one who are interested in Indian freedom struggle to watch this web series. Because it deserves your attention.