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Yellow Leaf Sweet weather, in a spring morning; A falling yellow leaf from tree to floor; As a messenger of God from heaven to earth; Having supreme power, Reflected by Golden sunshine; Without being distracted, With touch of monotonous air; Welcome by Sweet voice of cuckoo, Dancing grasses Flying bees Murmuring stream, Said, Oh my child! With virtue; be happy, With nature; be happy.

Monday morning, as usual I was in deep sleep till 8 AM. My dreamful eyes were trying to be opened by the din of my phone without success and my finger actively pressed the disconnect button as the sound was irritating me. Again, it started ringing and I tried picking the call with closed eyes. A female worried tone made my eyes open with tears and the flow of current through my body. It was my sister who gave me unpredictable news. The call was from Odisha and I was at Chennai at that time. The entire ambiance changes, when an unexpected thing happens to human being. Exactly same thing happened to me at that particular moment by unexpected death news of my Dad. The helpless situation, grief and the dark ambiance made me lonely and took me to the different world where I was not able to see and listen to anyone. Also, my mental presence was lost to control myself. Unfortunately, there was no direct flight to Bhubaneswar as per my plan but the connecting flight was available where

Gehlor, a small village in Bihar, is blessed with Dasharath Manjhi, the mountain man. Sacrificing his happy life, he was living very hard life with his dead wife Phaguniah   in the mountain for shake of public with the intension of making road. People of Gehlor were deprived of all facilities provided by government because of the mountain. There was no road to city from Gehlor, and people had to cross the mountain by climbing on it. One day Phaguniah , loving bird of Dasharath Manjhi, flew away from Dashrath while crossing the mountain by falling down from it. It was very late to reach hospital by climbing that mountain. But Dasharath did not lose his patience rather he determined to do something for his love. Akbar built Taj Mahal for the memory of his begum with full power & support and without any obstacles. But facing countless obstacles and starve,   Dasharath Manjhi made road alone for the memory of his beloved Phaguniah . It took 22 years to break down the mountain wit