SS Vishak

This story was sent to me by my teacher and well wisher, Geetha Ma'am. Change Your Thinking  It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.  Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park wit

Is it not boring to have a normal clock? Are you a maths fanatic? Then you can try what I have tried by replacing everything only with a number, in my case, three.                                                     SSV

This is the story which I had written for the Igenius competition and got selected. The Journey of a Patriot My name is Lingui Gusteau. I belong to France. My father’s name is Auguste Gusteau. We have a lodge as “La Gusteau “. The year was 1767. I was 17 years old. It was Monday, when a terrible group of four people came to our lodge. They were tall, rough and strong. They were only in the lodge at the time of eating and sleeping. One day, I was passing their chamber when I have heard one of them saying, “Our Queen of England had assigned a job to us that we have to find out the people who are mixed with the French for many years, waiting for the signal which is going to be made by us”. Another person asked “Tell me clearly, I can’t understand”.  The first person said,” Defeating France in war is impossible, so our people had hidden weapons in a cave in Alps, to use it when we signal them”. I was astonished! They had come from Britain! It was a serious matter.  The another ma

Ahoy, Mateys! Knowledge is a weapon and be formidably armed.  This your ammo shop and I am your dealer. I would love to share the information which inspired and/or surprised me.  Visit and get loaded, fellas! And give me your valuable feedback. Until then, SSV