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Shruthi Iyer is the guest blogger today . Its her article . She is studying pharma and loves to sing . She can be reached at shruthi2612@yahoo.co.in   It was the night before our management exam . Malavika (my friend) and I were lying on the couch surrounded by a sea of notes, when we started talking. Yeah, yeah we should have been studying, judge all you want people, but at 1a.m. in the morning all those concepts of marketing and finance just seem to fuse into one big blob of nonsense. Anyway, we were discussing about the recent brutal rape of the five year old girl in Delhi and we stumbled upon a few interesting thoughts. Now now, all those people who dismissed this article as yet another preachy write up ten seconds ago, refer back to the title please; it says ‘questions’, and unless ‘questions’ means preaching in Hebrew, you can still read this article with an open mind.  In a moment of pure brilliance Malavika said that night, “A part of our population i...

Sundays are beautiful all because of one thing – “NON VEG” . Me and my mom strolled through the busy narrow streets of fish market moving our eyes searching for a fresh fish. But, the heavy rains caused this scarcity and fishes had become scarce here around. The storms in the seas don’t permit fishermen to go deep into the oceans and thereby “NO FISHES   TODAY “ Drowned me into disappointment.  But, we were determined to have non veg for lunch. We rushed to the chicken shop and my smile grew back. Thank God chickens don’t live in water!   It was a huge queue over head to the butcher’s shop and we had to wait a couple of minutes or so. I couldn’t see it but I could hear the screams as they slaughtered the chickens one by one in hurry to satisfy the customers just like me .   I had ample amount of time standing in the open rains. My heart melted to see the live chickens inside the cages looking at us knowing that they all have the same fate.  ...