Rohit Sharma

I am Rohit Sharma, an Indian. There are people of many different religions, castes that live in India. People of India do seek unity in diversity until it comes to them to perform their duty or to sacrifice their own interest. So, Indians expect a lot from others, expect self. I don’t know much about myself. I do have a feeling of patriotism. My family follows the Hindu religion, so do I. Like all the religions, Hindu religion is also exquisitely beautiful. It contains deep beliefs, understanding and teachings. Somehow I believe that it has been a bit distorted from its true meaning. I don’t want to dishonor any religion. I know every religion is equally beautiful and diverse. But I am angry because of the selfish distortions that have been made in it. First day of the month of May’15, I went to seek blessings of Maa kamakhya with my family in Guwahati. The temple is situated in the peak of a hill. People from around the world come to pay a visit here, so beautiful the temple...

Water, rain water.  Sun, sun rays. Trees, their leaves. And wind. The dwellers of the ages. Humans, animals and creatures. We are new. Aah! It is raining in my place. Yeah. Monsoon came. So I thought the clouds came from the faraway lands…  ... travelling from miles, having great adventures... It is better to be clouds sometimes. Winds are their prime companion. Yeah, very prime. Winds direct clouds. It is wind which brought you here, Mr. Cloud! So I should thank the wind instead. It is raining I like the most. I feel rain is intense. Amazing depths!  It is as if tree leaves dance and sing in joy when wind brings cloud. Like a small kid bathing happily.  Then the dim-mish light and dark blue weather, I love. At least people are in happy mood, when it rains. Yeah! Bright faces Ha ha ha ha, look at their bright laughing faces! Sigh! Life. Humans. They are still busy. Ummm… the smell of the soil! Think, heavenly pleas...