Scientific temper is nothing but questioning. Science is just finding and looking for ways to prove what is being read or heard.

We are exposed to tons of facts on a daily basis. What we need to do is pause, think and analyse.

The people we hold on a high ground manage to endorse pseudo-science, and we believe it in the blink of an eye. We need to inculcate the habit of critical thinking.

Our school days and each class have so much romantic memories that has no match.

All schoolgoers

In present and in past have some similarities.

We aspire for new things when we reach a new class and find ourselves in a new imaginative world.

God's Short Letter To A Bet: Mukesh D Sharma

Dear Bet

Do you know the world is hiding her face under a mask. Was that necessary or just to make fun of so-called genius humans?

I'm sure you are challenging human beings. All businesses are gasping for some respite.

The situation in almost all countries is same.

The weaponised-countries are the first in death line. The poor, rich, middle class, and all categories are in the same boat looking at me for mercy.

Dear, you have taken the right step in causing this humiliation to the man. This was utmost necessary. No doubt about this. I have witnessed the people scrambling for their basic necessities in this pandemic.

A country, China, has been blamed. So you are not guilty. Let the humans fight and argue themselves.

This situation is tragic for the migrants and the jobless. The rich are becoming super-rich. The world is watching at an uncertain time.

I'm not surprised that humans were out of control before this pandemic.

So this scenario was inevitable to teach them a lesson of fragility of human survival on this planet.

Dear Bet, your community will be remembered for upcoming generations for this befitting lesson to the humans.

Man knows the nature fury. These creatures are mostly brute and unkind to the nature.

Now, you can see, the nature is living freely with much more happiness in absence of the humans.

This planet was created to dwell all creatures. But the humans have become like Almighty over there.

You have really taught a lesson to them.

Dear animals, lastly don't forget this Earth belongs to you first. Time has cure for all. Enjoy your dwellings and nature.

From

God

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Evening was peaceful in C-block.

Street dogs were out of sight. Lockdown curfew had started two days ago. All shops were closed.

The environment seemed like a desert, spread over thousands of kilometres. Such was the emptyness of those days.

Sushi aunty was ambling on her first floor. She was her 60s. Her husband was on an evening-walk in the parking lot at the ground-floor.

She was famous for all local information like a village barber in Indian context. She was talking with her pet-turtle, Tim.

She was calling him her sweetheart, loving, son etc, etc.

I was standing in opposite flat in my balcony observing the street hustle and bustle.

I was smiling at the fortune of Tim who was freely moving with Sushi aunty without any curfew scare.

Sushi aunty noticed me and... Full story will be updated soon.

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