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Dreams

Dreams are free. Yet I have only two dreams for 2015.

1. A world without terrorism: both religious and political. A world in which religious people realise that religion is a purely private and personal affair to be practised by oneself in order to improve one's convictions, to hone one's values and principes. A world in which politics is seen as a means of service rather than one for self-aggrandisement. May politicians realise that they are the leaders who mould people's thinking and attitudes.  That they are the people who are ultimately responsible for the direction in which the country or state moves.

2.  A world in which business people don't make any country's policies.  Let business hanker after profit. Let policies be made by statesmen.

Wish you a Happy New Year. May your dreams come true.


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  1. EJDecember 29, 2014 at 10:43 AM

    AMEN !!!

    For the first time in life, myself and husband discussed the possibility of moving out of India just to have a peaceful existence with our kids, where we can keep our faiths as a personal and private affair.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 30, 2014 at 8:12 AM

      Unfortunately India is becoming a theocratic nation. There are reasons for many to feel uneasy.

      Wish you a happy new year.

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  2. ManiparnaDecember 29, 2014 at 10:10 PM

    Amen!

    Wish you a very happy new year too Sir :-)

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  3. KalpanaDecember 29, 2014 at 11:40 PM

    Hope your dreams come true and a very happy new year to you.

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  4. UnknownDecember 30, 2014 at 8:46 AM

    Dreams beget reality...Pester in Hope..It is hope and striving to make dreams a reality that make life beautiful..exciting..and purposeful...Enjoy dreams...and hope for it...Happy 2015..

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 30, 2014 at 9:06 AM

      True. Without dreams there won't be a better reality. Happy new year to you too.

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  5. Arpita DashDecember 30, 2014 at 9:39 AM

    Hope your dreams come true and wish you a Happy new year too Sir...

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  6. LsDecember 30, 2014 at 10:16 AM

    Wish your dreams come true.. all we want is to live peacefully with no one telling us what to do.

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  7. UnknownDecember 30, 2014 at 12:27 PM

    I wish your dreams come true sir....!!

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