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Passionate Desire.

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Passion generally stems from love. Love is something which is not got easily from anybody or anything except from parents.

A person loves to draw, paint, sing, dance, etc. That’s his passion. Without passion a person often tumbles down the road or dries off like a flower which was without water for many days.

Any passionate desire arises from the fact that a particular “good” desire has yet not been got.

Suppose a batsman has been playing for his particular team for the past seven years, but till date he has never scored a double century. He always misses out near the 190-180 mark.

The passion in him to touch the 200 run score is a passionate desire. He will try his level best and if possible will even exceed that. With that a pray to God to make him successful.

A chef working at a well-known restaurant often tries to serve his best, but he too has his limitations. A passion burns in him to work in such an atmosphere where his creative rights are not crippled by the menu card.

It’s his most passionate desire to get a job in such a place where he can not only excel but get to know more and more about food and cooking it.

A teacher who is given the job of managing and teaching a class often feels suffocated in the bye laws and encumbrances of the syllabus. Many teachers often join colleges where despite a syllabus being marked by the university, professors have a free reign in teaching the subjects.

But very very few teachers get to teach the subject matter in which they excel. A teacher’s desire to teach a student who understands the subject at the same frequency as him/her and appreciates it, is the teacher’s passionate desire.

A person who likes to dance would want to show his/her skill to the world. It’s his/her passionate desire to do so. That person practices regularly, works hard and waits for the day when he/she can do it. With time the desire grows stronger and stronger.

Any person, who has a desire knows what it feels like when it is not fulfilled.

But with desires the problem is that there is always a saturation point where a person can either make it or break it.

If that person can make it then good otherwise he/she has to wait for the chance to come again.

When the fire of passion burns inside the heart, that shapes up a man or woman. Day after day it takes a form and the want increases. When it reaches it’s peak point at that time a person can excel in either having that desire fulfilled or in showing it to the world, but it only happens when the desire is within one’s reach.

It’s good to have a desire and if it’s a passionate desire try hard to achieve it provided that the desire is good.

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It Doesn’t Fall Off………….

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Nearly two posts back, I had asked what is so unique about “SCOLEX””?

Scolex being the frontal end of the a tapeworm, has suckers and hooks with which it attaches or fits itself on the host, but it uniqueness remains in the fact that tapeworms are parasites and often when they are treated with worm killing medicine, the body falls of but the head i.e.the “Scolex” remains hanging on to the intestine wall or to which ever part it is doing its zumba dance on. It simply clings on to which ever part of the body it is invading, but generally it is based in intestines.

The deworming medicine can’t deworm properly and it is the tapeworm which usually has the last smile.

That’s the reason why the species Taenia solium are hard to kill and they often cause much higher degree of harm in humans.

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Red Ribbon and Kashmiri Pulao.

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My maternal grandmother used to have a red ribbon when she was a little girl of eight. Her darling father had bought her a set of four red ribbons.

One afternoon, when her mother had dozed off, she tied her hair with a red ribbon and went off as the red riding hood with her pets which included three dogs, three goats and eight chickens following her.

When my maternal great grandmother got up from her sleep, she was extremely terrified finding her daughter missing and the pets too were gone. She called out to her daughter at every nook and corner of her house, but there wasn’t a single answer from anywhere.

Soon, she and her other children went out in her search and what did they find out?

That my dearest and maternal grandmother had gone to her father’s work place, which was a huge estate (he was the chief manager there) and there she and her father were playing Red riding hood. Her father was playing the role of a village chieftain and she was the heroine aka the red riding hood.

As soon as he saw his wife and his other children standing in front of him, he exploded out laughing.

He said-“See my daughter is the red riding hood and all of you are no good”.

As a result of this, both of them – my grandmother and her father were served only bread and milk for breakfast, lunch and dinner for two consecutive days and on the third day morning when my grandmother woke up, she found that very beautiful aroma of delicious food had filled the entire house. She rushed into the kitchen and hugged her mother from behind and asked her-“Ma, what are you preparing?”

Her mother-“All of your favourite dishes, including boneless mutton curry, Kashmiri pulao and khejurer (dates) chutney.”

My maternal grandmother and her mother, both of them held on to each other for a minute or so.

Then a rare happening in the universe took place.My grandmother apologised to her mother-“Sorry, Ma,I won’t do it again.”

Seldom had it happened that such beautiful cooks (both of them were excellent and superb cooks) would stay calm without squabbling or bickering with each other.

That day after my maternal grandmother had finished her bath, my maternal great grandmother tied a red ribbon on her head and gave her a big kiss and after that she fed her daughter that beautiful lunch which she had prepared so lovingly for her daughter.

Those times have got over a long ago, but they still remain fresh and beautiful in memory and in life.

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