Innocence....

Innocent:
(n.) The state or quality of being not chargeable for, or guilty of, a particular crime or offense; as, the innocence of the prisoner was clearly shown.
(n.) Simplicity or plainness, bordering on weakness or silliness; artlessness; ingenuousness.
(n.) The state or quality of being innocent; freedom from that which is harmful or infurious; harmlessness.
(n.) The state or quality of being morally free from guilt or sin; purity of heart; blamelessness.


sounds a lot to define something so simple a word..
we use so often...
well, in certain cases we explain our foolishness to understand a joke as innocence..
just as in this case where:


A new police officer has just joined the investigating department, and put on a new case. 
He was supposed to interrogate the lady about the how the burglar had entered according to her and match the findings.. The conversation went so...
 Police officer: Morning lady, how are you today? //thinks in his mind...as told by sir 1. start with compliments///
Lady: What??? How would i be?!!! ///Mad fellow, i lost all in a night and he is asking me how am i?///
Police officer: Fine lady, so what were you doing last night? Were u alone or by yourself?
Lady: Alone,...!!! right..???!!! And I had my dinner, went to loo, then went to study room, then watched TV till 12 and then slept on the sofa..
Police officer: Hmmm.../// well, old lady has a long list of things to do..///
Lady: ya ya thats it... Ask about the thief...!!! /// this guy seems to sleeping////
Police: Yes, my lady just a minute. so, what did u say?
Lady: I did not say anything, so, far...
PO: ya ya, sorry...!
so where did the thief come in?
Lady: from the stairs above..
PO: could u show me??
Lady: come with me...
////they go to the stairs///
PO: this is the stairs...
Lady: Yes..
PO: So, these stairs go to the basement???
Lady: yes..
PO: SO you say that the stairs went down to the basement?
Lady: Yes..
PO: And these stairs, did they go up also?
Lady: what the...?!!!


There are times when we crack a joke and our friends just looks plain blank at us.
An we end up trying to explain them desperately, to relieve ourselves of the misery... :)
so all those reading this reminiscence those moments of your life and leave them as comments... i will be delighted.


if u feel they are too personal or cannot put in words just enjoy reading these lines...Quite amusing..
"Imagine there were no Hypothetical situations.."
"Give a man a match and he'll be warm for a minute; set him on fire and he'll be warm for the rest of his life..."
"Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't"
" Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak"
"Before you insult a man, walk a mile in his shoes. That way when you insult him, you'll be a mile away and also have his shoes"
"What do you call a psychic midget that escaped from the prison? A small medium at large"
" I was standing in the park wondering why frisbees got bigger when they closer..! and then it hit me..!"

It hurts...

It hurts to see all the slain men of our forces as well as the so called naxals.

Why? A predicament which bogs us down all the time, as to why and will such bloodshed help reach the goals and aspirations of the troubled community??

All of us love to help others and provide solutions and suggestions, about how to go about their work!!!...

All the more, what makes me wonder, is the fact that these anti-social elements are not uneducated or those who have no knowledge and understanding of the social world..

When I heard, that a recently slain commander was a REC educated person(Regional Engineering College rechristened now as NIT's), it, reminded me of the fact that the so debated topic, of brain drain shouldn't have been concentrated on all about the migrating professionals only.

Yes, i appreciate those people or better termed as Rebels of the state, who have had the courage to ask questions that most of us just by pass in our lives..

But, fighting is not the only solution. There was a day, when we fought the Britisher's to grant us independence; and now, we are seeing people fighting for the very rights won long back..

Very amusingly, we are ourselves against such people, feeling that they are instigating the uneducated into a purposeless rebellion.

What none of us are bothering to do is, get down in the muck and clean it.

Some issues, which are being centered on are education, civic amenities and conservation of the locality. These issues are not unsolvable or unseen or unheard of.

The suggestions given below by me are not my brain-child; but, are achievements of some villages and villagers who have willed to live a better life and achieved it.

Some of us by and large belong to a village, so, why don't we give the children growing up there a helping hand by contributing to build a school or paying for their education.

Those already working, can guide the youth into more useful means of work and also help them into taking up agriculture, which though being a major contributor to our economy remains to be the least opted profession; thanks, to the unruly weather and other factors. Of all we are short in hand with the fact being that our farmers, are not enlightened of the options and latest technological innovations which can help them reap profits of their own land.

As, to provision of civic amenities, if every villager is ready to contribute a little in their own way in terms, of manpower and money; they need not plead any government or civic body for help and be at their mercy.

The real reason behind all the clamor, is the we have learnt to complain but, lack the feeling of responsibility, towards our community, and country and fail to find solutions to some of the persistent; but, solvable problems.