Pravin Ghorpade

We are always in search of an adventurous life. But following our dream is the most adventurous adventure. We should make our dream as our ambition and start following it. I have experienced many times.....when we started following our dream.............it is the most adventurous thing we do. We can hear our heart-beats loudly.......this thing I LOVE MOST

Need to change Yesterday was really a ‘Lay Bhari’ day for me. It was the start of my social service life of which i had always dream of. We, I and my friends, have visited to orphan house at Baramati. We have done cleaning work there and distributed some fruits among the children. I feel really great. The orphan house name is ‘Savali’ which means shadow. I was thinking over the name. We stay sometimes under something’s shadow when we face sun heat. But it is not for forever. It is just a kind of rest. No one is going to stay forever there. Each child, bird, have to fly when they strengthens their wings. I had mixed feelings; feeling of happiness by helping and getting some new friends and feeling of sorrow by observing the stern reality. I have observed one more thing there that most of the orphans are girls. Out of twenty two twenty were girls. It shows the gender discrimination in the Indian society. Everybody wants a boy child as a ‘Vanshacha Diva’, male heir. I guess this might b...

The Bird who Lost His Nest The incident had happened before a month. It was early in the morning. I used to wake up late in the morning, but it was a different day. I sat outside my home. There is a small steam of water which is now used as outlet for water. Some signs of stream are still there. There is greenery around. At the right side my home there is a big Babul tree. There are so many birds. There is one coconut three at the front of my house. Some birds are there. They were chirping, flying and quarrelling. There were some birds called Sugran in Marathi or the weaver bird. They were building their nests on the Babul tree. They were taking a small string from leaves of coconut tree and weave their nest. As a result the coconut tree’s leaves were scattered into the pieces. The nests were too must artistic. I heard that all of the bird those who weave are the males and it is their nests which decides how good will be their female partners. Female choose the male par...