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I come from a small village in Himachal Pradesh. There were times when my father travelled 100 kilometers to the main government office to fill a form, but thankfully things have changed in the last few years. Now he goes to the nearest local office or on some special occasions, a booth is set up by the government to make things easy for all the villagers - a voting registration booth or a local Aadhaar Card center. He says, ‘Time has changed and computer has made everything easy.’ However, there are some glitches - sometimes the computer doesn’t work, internet is slow, or the only person who knows how to operate the system is sick. #DigitalIndia sounds more of a plan for the urban India where infrastructure is better and people are computer literate. It is still an incomprehensible thing for many like my father. Hence E-Governance falls flat most of the times. To pave the way for #DigitalEra, we need to simply things for the mass users in our country and this should start by aid...

No pressing keys endlessly, I swoop into the world so smart. Swishing-Tapping-Twisting on E , A savvy journey I #ChooseToStart . Lens, focus, exposure, light, This mumbo-jumbo is too hard to get. E has easy camera functions, Twist to operate, tap to share and you are all set. My first tryst would set my creativity free, As I will try my hands at photography. I will shoot all that my heart seeks, Capturing moments at home, in parks and on streets. Next in line will notch up my passion for writing, No more notes on napkins, bus tickets and re-typing. Think-write-publish and will go with the flow, E is a perfect companion for blogging on the go . It has super fast connectivity and smooth multi-task, Big screen with superb clarity and you won't miss your paperback. Read, write and be cosy with E in a nook. It is your pen, paper and your favorite book. What is a smartphone sans your favorite apps? Youtube, Cricket World Cup...

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Darling, Languid-Tepid-Shallow, I thought I would be. One breakup and days later, I strongly disagreed. To cleanse myself off you, First I cursed you day and night. Proved the theory within a week, That out of sight is actually out of mind. What was left of you after, I stuffed it in a cardboard box. No, I didn't burn you silly, I sold all those things in a pawn shop. I earned enough bucks and enough wisdom, To not waste myself over one guy. I kissed my future ever so tight, And bid your memories a silent goodbye. Still I feel I owe you, For one blessing you gave me. My life is much better without you, Vivacious-Fascinating-Free. My two pence in return, Never make promises you can't keep. Women label men like you as - Loser-Worthless-Cheap. Your Ex and a  Super-girl *Image Source - Meira Rai. Do check her Facebook Page Ho-aile. Her cartoons and illustrations are an absolute delight.

I don't like the sound of lies But I myself speak one or two With a poker face many times Hiding the truth through and through Still I preach honesty Like I am a saint and divine Pretending to stall tall in a swamp When I just lost my spine Dare someone hides truth from me I point fingers and I never spare Playing the victim card so loud Blaming - people are not fair Then, there is other side of truth The one with shades of grey The one that comforts you, me and everyone But is hard to essay And there is a lie that flatters Ringing music into ears But the one that is bitter and brutal Pinches you for many many years You decide what is good - Truth, lie or half baked lines The other side of truth is - It changes shades depending upon sides