SHIPPING -- TRYING TO IMBIBE IN MY SOUL !!!

Whatever God does is certainly redecided in advance by him and so I landed up as a shipping graduate student according to his will. i can  certainly be assured that he has something in store quite marvelous and gigantic for me to be digged out from this sector although i don't have any godfather in this field. whilst i  can utilize his blessings to prove most faithful and loyal attitude of mine mettle..

the first question which was trigged out in the class during the first semester was "WHY A SHIP IS CALLED "SHE"??

I found out the answer which are the following for the ship to be called "she"......

* There is always a great deal of bustle around her
* there is usually a gang of men about
* She has a waist and stays
... * It takes a lot of paint to keep her good looking
* She shows her topsides and hides her bottom
* She can be all decked out
* It takes an experienced man to handle her correctly
* And without a man at the helm, she is absolutely un- controllable.
* It takes a lot of Paint to keep her Good - Looking.
* And the main reason....It's not the initial expense that breaks you, It's the upkeep!!!
* When coming into port, always heads for the buoys

Sorry my dear blog i hve to rush to college ... Catch u later afterwards....!!!

THE PERFECT BoDYGuArD !!!!

Some memories are so deeply inscribed in ur mind that it doesn’t let u sleep. These memories are long run in nature and not perennial. I still remember the last words of my uncle who said “wen will u come my son? Why do u leave me in here and go home? Don’t u love me?? …….oh no these words have brought tears in my eyes. This emotional attachment is so deep that he still resides in one corner of my heart. I  will and would never be able to erase his memories and personal  appearance towards me at any point of time. I m surely indebted to him. These questions keep on revolving in my mind when I think of him. But nevertheless today I come to realize what type of relentless and pure love he had towards me and ushered these love with various gifts and articles of interest to me. He was the most distinguished uncle of the world who tried to fulfill most of my wishes as if a father was trying to fulfill his sons wish..my relationship  with him was much more than that of a son and dad. He ushered all his love and affections so keenly on me that he even sometimes discarded his own son… that is wat we call true and pure love….

Inspite of not occupying a great level in the Indian police forces he did much more of relentless service to the nation and proved to be a great warrior of this Indian soil. As we are aware that every person has some kind of weakness and so how could he remain aloof from that weakness. He was not only known for his noble and generous service just to his family members but to the whole society of our village. My father says he was the most dynamic and intelligent person of his times. Some of the instances prove his mettle.  I got to know a further insight of his personality wen I  came to stay with him during my graduation period. He was an awesome man and used to place himself in our shoes and  used to see the world from our angle. Wat a great vision he had. I still remember that he never ever scolded his son inspite of his notorious activities and always tried to usher his affection wholeheartedly while he was studying in the hostel.

Some gifts are so priceless that u can’t erase out from ur heart and so was the case with me. Some of precious gifts were the lap watch which he gave on the saraswati puja.. the ranger bicycle with the horny look seat  which he assured me that he would surely get it for me the next time when he come to visit. I was probably in class seven that time and had an earnest desire to have a bicycle of my own as all my friends were having  the same. He cherished my dream and got one for me… the harmonica , the next pleasant gift on his card for me . his gift items are endless and I don’t think that I would be able to recollect all these on and  put up here. He perfectly stood by my side while I was ill and ushered his love and affection towards me. What is the most interesting and memorable part of this story that he was the jolly person with whom I went for my first movie in a theatre. My father had some strict disciplinarian actions about  watching movie in a theatre and I still remember the consequences which my youngest brother had to face. Nevertheless he convinced my mom and I  along with my siblings went for our first cinema in a theatre. Where r those days gone man???  I sometimes ponder on it and think wat a joyful moment he gave to me made my childhood jubilant and vibriatic. Thanks uncle for ur generous and loving attitude which u fostered and ushered on us. All through the journey of this life, I would never ever forget until  my death the deep sense of love and emotion u bestowed on me.  I assure you that ur words would be surely  kept and I will certainly come out with flying colours in my life with the “ALGHMIGHTY  GRACE”. INSHA ALLAHA , last but not the least  I would like to thank GOD for giving me such a generous and father figure like uncle. “GOD u are GREAT”………….