I want to share my childhood with you. My childhood explained may prevent many of you to create sufferings in your life. Everyone does have a unique mindset. Mindset plays a major role in building life. The same way mindset of a country builds a nation, mindset of the Universe runs the Universe. This mind is extremely powerful, not when it plays with us, but when we play with it. Mind can easily control the elements of nature, if used properly. It is not a miracle at all to create rainfall or to create something out of nothing. But for an ordinary person mind is just a tool, which makes him or her able to adjust with others and everything. In fact mind helps us to survive. A healthy mind is always friendly but when it gets infected, it becomes harmful for self and for others too. It is very rare to find a mind with no complexity. Even a simplest mind on Earth may have multi-personalities. On the other hand a well developed mind may have thousands of independent but correlated entities, which are used to control the mass. Most people live in their individual mind without experiencing the real world, the self. Up to age of 2-3 years, every kid lives in very high level of consciousness with infinite mind. After that period their mind begins to shrink around worldly thoughts. And in a few years they get captivated in their own mind, which has already become too narrowed, rotating to and fro amid routine thoughts. And this process of narrowing of mind keeps going on. Such a mind only is considered a normal mind in our society. Mind can be developed consciously. By practice one can experience new dimensions of mind. However it may happen unconsciously too. But unlike consciously developed mind, an unconsciously developed mind can't be controlled by master of that mind. A man with such a mind is like a drunken driving a brake-less car. Such a mind behaves weirdly. Every mind has potential to grow positively and beautifully. Even worst kind of mind can be transformed into best one, if given proper nourishment. Recollecting diamonds of childhood will give best possible nourishment to your mind. In my childhood, I had a sharp but confused mindset. I was genius and fool too. I was Pious, honest, kind, devoted, undisciplined, irregular, flexible and fearful. Some lucky kids do have ability to build their lives by their own, while other kids are like soil pots. They depend on potter means outer forces. And I was not a lucky kid. But never happens anything wrong in this world. Everything is on way to its' ultimate goal. Don't complain that you have all kind of pebbles, stones, sands, dirt and dust. Also some diamonds are there, which you have lost in your childhood. You just need to find them. They will help you in every aspect of your life. Help yourself. Help your kids so that they could use their diamonds properly. One of those diamonds, I had in my childhood was WATCHFULNESS. I often remember that moment of my childhood. I was 4 years old. My grandmother had taken me to a pond to collect some lotus for worship. I always remember those moments. I was walking towards the pond by holding grandmother's fore-finger. I saw the greeneries and mysterious trees surrounding the pond. I saw the bright lotus in the water. I saw the silky waves on the pond surface. I saw my grandmother collecting some flowers. I took one flower in my hand and felt the special touch of it. I sat on the soft wet grass and moved my hand in the water of pond. I saw the changed pattern of the waves. You know, I always miss those moments in which I was a part of a live portrait. I desire to see such scenery again. In later years I saw many ponds, many lotuses. But I could never feel the same, what I had felt that time. The scenery of that small pond seems to belong from some different world. So beautiful, so charming, so young, so mysterious, so live… I desire to see such a pond again. But I know that I have lost the watchful eyes, which I had in my childhood. Without watchful eyes one can never see the real beauty. Without watchful eyes one can never feel the mysterious and heavenly element present in every atom of the existence. Everything in this existence is wonderful. You, your feelings, appearing and disappearing of thoughts in your mind, your senses, your family, your house, your locality, street dogs, dust, flowers, wind, your neighbours and strangers… You would find everything just wonderful, if you could get back the watchful eyes, you had in your childhood. Don't you feel? that you have become unavailable for everything, unavailable for yourself, unavailable for other, that you are living a predicted , a predetermined life. We have divided ourselves into many entities. If we want to recollect ourselves, we have to go back to our childhood when we were undivided. Second of those diamonds, I had in my childhood, was... Link to e-stores https://books2read.com/RecollectingDiamondsOfChildhood

Now Aditya had no heart to think about peoples. He had realized well that peoples are not going to get reformed ever. As citizens, such ruling… And that day Aditya killed his soul and became a criminal. Now peoples were scared of him and used to give respect to him. Police and politicians were friendly to him. And if sometimes he was sent to jail for file filling, he used to get all the luxuries there. Other side a few days was left in completion of Shivanand's imprisonment. Now he had become 50 years old. 15 years of imprisonment had been proved a boon for him. He had got the time to increase his mental, intellectual and spiritual power in these years. Now he has become a volcano inside. In these 15 years not a single day he had spent without remembering that small rebellious boy Aditya. God knows where he would be? What he would be? He didn't know that destiny was soon to meet him with Aditya. Once again Aditya is sent to jail for file filling. Coincidentally it was the same jail in which Shivanand was imprisoned. Aditya is given all the luxuries there. Aditya happens to see Shivanand and recognizes him. Aditya meets Shivanand and says that you destroyed your life for such peoples, who will never reform themselves. I too had destroyed my 14 years to walk on the path shown by you. What I got? Then I changed my path and I got everything. Shivanand takes a wet wood and asks Aditya to burn it. Aditya says that wet wood can't be burnt. Then Shivanand explains him that peoples have become wet wood. That's why you failed to burn them. And finally you chose the wrong path. To burn them we need volcanoes, who use to burn even the soil. Aditya makes fun of Shivanand that you will try again to reform people and you will be jailed again or killed this time. Shivanand says that he won't commit the mistake again, what he had committed 15 years back. He will fight his battle, he will continue his mission, but this time he won't become the hero, he will make the citizens heroes. If there is one hero, he can be ruined easily. But if whole citizens become the hero, then none can defeat them. This time I will fight behind the curtain, being secret. I need some youths in this mission. I need some youths whose wood would be dry and who can be made volcanoes. And the very first youth you are! Aditya refuses to join him. Shivanand says that soon he will join him. Anyway; Shivanad is freed from jail. Till now citizens, media and system have forgotten him. Shivanand is happy on this. He starts some business and soon becomes a rich man. Other side Aditya was keeping eye on Shivanand. Aditya assumes that Shivanand has become the part of corrupt system. But Aditya was wrong. In fact Shivanand was arranging wealth for his mission. And now the time had come to begin the mission. At first he had to find a group of revolutionary youths. Shivanand meets Aditya and asks him to join him. Aditya refuses because he believes that citizens cannot be reformed. Then Shivanand puts a condition ‘If I proved that citizens can be reformed, will you join me then?' Aditya agrees. Then Shivanand with different identity and face comes to live in the area, where peoples were scared of Aditya. Soon Shivanand makes relation of love and faith with the residents of that area. And gradually he starts sowing seeds of truth-bravery-unity in them. Shivanand explains to them that you are more than thousand, while Aditya and his goons are less then hundred. If you all become one, then Aditya and his goons won't dare to look at you with malicious eyes. Also police and system won't dare to do injustice with you. Gradually residents realize the truth in Shivanand's words and one day Aditya losses his command over that area. Even small kid of the area was not scared of Aditya and his goons. That day only Shivanand leaves the area quietly. None knows that who was he, from where he had come and to where he went off? This news is issued too much through the media worldwide. Certainly Shivanand's secret effort was behind this. World comes to know that how the residents of that area ended the hooliganism from their area with the power of truth-bravery-unity. And like jungle's fire, the world begins to follow the same spirit. Residents of different areas in the world get ready to end hooliganism using the power of truth-bravery-unity. NGOs and volunteers and organizations start this mission with new spirit. And goons of world get forced to stop hooliganism. They begin to do honest jobs and businesses. This incident makes politicians, business tycoons alert. They try a lot but fail to find out that who burnt this fire in the world. Other side Aditya was once again alone. He had become useless for politicians and business tycoons. Aditya was defeated by Shivanand. But he was joyous on his loss because by heart he wanted that peoples would get reformed. Aditya joins Shivanand. Continues...

SHIVANAND He was rebellion by birth; a seeker of freedom not only at physical, Mental & spiritual level, but also for Social, Political and financial level, not only for self, but for whole humanity. His name was Shivanad! At the age of 23 when he completed his education, multinational companies offered him handsome jobs. But he joined a big political party, so that he could do the betterment of country by reforming the politics. He gained high position in that party. But then he realized that it is impossible to reform that party. Then he changed the party. In that party too he reached to height. But he realized the same thing there too. In this way he tried each n every political party of country. And he came to know that whatever would be the agenda of any party, internally that is corrupt and selfish. And no party can be reformed. By now he had been defamed in all parties. They had become enemy of him too, because he had decided to establish his own political party – such a party, whose every volunteer would be honest, such a party who would fight the election from all the seats. And he put himself to materialize his dream. But political parties and business tycoons shattered his dream. He could fight the election from only one seat and got defeated badly. Obviously political parties and business tycoons' hands were behind this. But this couldn't breakdown him. This loss had inflamed the fire inside him. Till now he had realized that it was vain try reforming the politics. In fact peoples' thinking and consciousness are needed to be reformed. Till now Shivanand had become 35 years old. With all his energy he moves out on his mission to reform peoples' thinking and consciousness, to inflame fire inside them. Morning-evening, day-night any time, when he gets chance, he used to reach to crowded places like roads, corners, railway-bus stations, schools-colleges and everywhere where he did find the crowd. And the un-welcomed guest used to give speech before them. There was such a magic, such a fire in his words, in his personality that crowd used to forget everything and they used to listen to him. His speech used to burn the slept fire inside them. They used to begin reform. They used to get ready to reform the system. Shivananad used to give them teaching of truth, bravery and unity. Shivanand knew that the day when these three qualities will be invoked in peoples, that day, country will become corruption free. And he wanted to achieve this. Day by day he was getting more and more popular. Number of his followers was increasing drastically. Peoples were becoming aware against corruption. And this had snatched the sleep of all political parties and business tycoons. Now it had become essential for them to destroy Shivanand for theirs' survive. And one day when Shivanand was invoking a crowd, he was made beaten by goons, who were mixed with crowd. But he didn't give up. Then next time he was badly insulted before the crowd by police and politicians and he was arrested. 10 years old boy Aditya was in the crowd at that moment. Shivanand's words had set fire inside him too. Aditya picked a stone and hit the police officer. To see this small rebellion, smile had appeared on Shivanand's bleeding lips. Anyway, Shivanand was charged with numerous false cases. Every political party and each business tycoon was firmed to ruin him. After long remands and tortures he was imprisoned for 15 years. Other side Aditya was growing as a rebellion. He was raising his voice against every bad man, like ill-mannered school teacher, milkman who used to mix water in milk, vegetable vendor who used to cheat weight, policeman who used to take bribe. In return Aditya got a lot of punishment and suffering. But that helped to inflame the fire inside him. In college he became leader of students' union. He started his fight to stop political misuse of students. It would be a grave loss to political parties. So political parties did politics with Aditya and made him expelled from college. He couldn't get admission in another college. Due to his rebellious nature he couldn't get a job. And if somehow he could get job somewhere, he used to see that the game of adulteration, bribery, black marketing etc are going on there. And in place of becoming a part of that, Aditya used to start reforming the workplace. Hence in result, he used to get fired by employer. Jobless Aditya was forced to do small jobs like working in small shops and roadside hotels, job of watchman or driver etc. But he couldn't settle anywhere because corruption was present everywhere. Now Aditya had become penniless. He wanted to reform the system for the betterment of peoples. Now he had become a loafer, insane, worthless man in those peoples' eyes only! CONTINUES...

It was mid-summer of 1999. I was going to shift to Mumbai with my family. I had to say goodbye to that city of mine; the Iron-city of India ‘Jamshedpur', where I had spent my childhood and had grown young. I was going to miss my companions and those places where I used to roam around with them. Also my friends were sorrowful, and one of them was my best friend Amit Rauth, an Oriya guy, who was quite more upset than others. Now who would reply his beloved's love-letters? His Hindi was poor while his beloved's Hindi was fantastic despite that she belonged to South India and her Mother tongue was Tamil. A few months before Amit had visited his sister's in-law's house in Madinipur, a District of West Bengal State. There he happened to meet Madhumita, a South Indian maiden who lived in the same locality there. Both felt unexplained closeness for each other. Perhaps it was love. My friend was hesitant. But brave and broad-minded Madhumita proposed him and both became lovers in veil of friendship. (In India still in most places love is a prohibited thing and falling in love is kept a secret from family and society.) When after a few days Amit was returning from Medinipur, Madhumita took promise from him that he would reply her letters. Amit told me about his love story. And after a week he came to me with a love-letter in his hand. He was joyous but sweating too. It was letter from Madhumita for him. The letter was written in Hindi language. Selection of words was excellent. The language was overflowing with meaning and deep emotion. I came to know that Madhumita was a thoughtful girl. Amit was unable to reply Madhumita's letter in the same manner in which Madhumita had expressed her feelings. So he asked me to reply her letter in his name. I read that letter, connected myself with the feelings expressed in the letter and created my feelings and wrote down the reply. Simply, Madhumita had taken that letter as Amit's letter and she replied back to Amit. But in fact it was her reply to me. I again wrote letter to her and this consecutiveness took place for months. Madhumita would have understanding that she was in contact with Amit. But in fact her and mine hearts were unfolding to each other. And then I shifted to Mumbai. Now Amit used to send Madhumita's letter to me. I used to write the reply and send to him. He then used to send the letter to Madhumita with his name and address. One day I was feeling badly sad apparently for no reason. I was feeling to weep despite knowing no reason for it. I wept in my room and in the bathroom. I was hiding my tears from others. After some days I went back to Jamshedpur to meet my friends. There I got worried to see Amit's grief-stricken face. He told me that a few days back he got the news from his sister about sudden death of Madhumita. Madhumita suffered from sudden severe stomachache and she couldn't survive even an hour. She was remembering Amit on her last breathings. She wanted to see him. I was shocked to hear this painful news. I felt the same deep sorrow like Amit was suffering. Now I realized that this was the reason behind my feeling of unknown pain that day in Mumbai. My inner-sense had known about her death or she had known about me after leaving her body and might had come to me. Whatever; I was feeling lifeless. I returned to my room. That night in my half-waken sleep and half-waken dream, suddenly I felt weightlessness. A strange beautiful girl whose colour was unfair and skin was glowing, came in my dream. Her presence was not unfamiliar at all. She took my hand in her hand with love and flown off holding my hand and took me on a high branch of a tree in an unknown place. In my dream, I was realizing that she was a ghost. But yet I had no feeling of fear. I was totally fearless and I was feeling oneness with her. She poured a lot of love on me through her silent presence. When I woke up in the morning, I was feeling deeply contented and light. The face of that ghost girl was still afresh in my inner sight. I had never met that girl. I had never seen that face. She was about 16 years old slim girl. She had little less-fair color. I met Amit the same day. I asked to him about look of Madhumita. He showed me the picture of Madhumita which her sister had sent to him. I felt that the ocean of love was overpowering my heart. Madhumita had come in my dream last night! After death she might had known about the secret replier of her love-letters and had come to meet me. I prayed for the peace of Madhumita's soul. Later I found that as a writer and poet my writing skill had become brighter. Perhaps it was blessings of Madhumita. [This story is from my eBook Good, Evil & Supernatural available on Amazon, Apple, Scribd, Smashwords, Google Playbook, kobo, Barnesandnoble etc] https://www.amazon.com/ENCOUNTERS-GOOD-GHOSTS-SPIRITUAL-EXPERIENCES-ebook/dp/B00BECNTT2/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=good%2C+evil+%26+supernatural+anurag+pandey&qid=1625045049&sr=8-1