chords of my heart

It is a shame to talk about love-jihad in a country like kerala which calls itself 100% literate.Hindu and christian girls finding solace under the hijab and burkha are going missing to untraceable regions of either syria or tehraan and recruited to IS. The situation is alarming  and every possible steps need to be taken to warn our children of the danger. Girls are lured with sky high dreams of money, job and other luxaries and a thorough education of the islaam religion is given.When the net's are thoroughly laid the prey is trapped and  she is lost in a world called 'Hell'. Where are we going wrong?  Is our education system lacking something very much or are the family backgrounds too weak and unhealthy that girls do not find anything wrong in detaching themselves from her family and  having no pity for her beloved ones,  just leaves her home with this man or boy whom she met yesterday. Christian girls falls less prey compared to the hindus because the church has a bigg

I bought a boot and a jersey with the money my father gave me to buy a new dress for Id. My heart was always on the ground and i wanted to start from there and touch the sky's. I began with handball, then athletics and finally came to football                              My greatest inspiration and support was my father who wanted me to champ, he ignored the family and community norms and helped me follow my heart. but at times destiny plays its cruel game, sometimes to jolt us to consciousness and make us strong or to take independent decisions of our life. It came in the disguise of an accident and snatched my father in such a way that god didn't even show me the  mercy of having a last look at him.He was cremated in Dubai itself. Fate glared at me in the eye and i was lost.That was the first blow of my life. We were six siblings and i was the fourth, sports was never a cup of tea for women specially in our community and boys hesitated to come with an alliances for me, I s