Mymusings

 Greetings!  The recent news of mayhem in Afghanistan gave me much food for thought. People wage wars to establish peace. What an irony! Will they get peace when most of the men and women die? Do they want to make religion a living hell for people? For ages, religion has been a way to liberate people from sadness but the Taliban  have handcuffed the freedom of soul. It seems that instead of liberating people they are tying a rope around a person. They have made the lives of innocent people stagnant as well as oppressive where the essence of freedom has ceased to flow. They want to take their country to zeniths of glory but how can a country progress where lady workers are asked to leave indefinitely and teaching of science and liberal ideas are banned? How can people be happy in their rule when half of the population's dreams are curbed under a hijab and they are not provided basic rights of education? They are blots in the name of the religion that teaches people about love and br

With the dazzle of Olympics slowly dimming away, I have finally found time to pen down my feelings. It was really a proud moment for me. Well, 7th August when Neeraj Chopra was throwing the javelin, I was sitting with my phone on one hand and my other fingers were literally crossed expressing so much of my anxiety as if I was playing the final games. Interestingly, Olympics worked like a strong magnet for me which stole away my online class breaks where I would be found busy checking the online dedicated blogs for the games.  I believe that this Olympics has cast a magical spell on me that has made me lose my mind in the charms of sports. I really laugh that the couch potato who not even likes moving a bit (being a bit hyperbolic here) has a feeling that sports run in her veins. This makes me somewhere admit that sports can be too addicting where people really vandalize stadiums and pass hate messages for some ethnical groups if their team loses. Sports can give an ordinary person a lo