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Cartoons have always been very close to every child. I seldom find any child who does not likes cartoon. I liked cartoons too. They played a very important role in my life. Important as in they gave me subject to talk about, subject to boast about, feel proud of. Yes, I was proud of cartoon heroes. The way they fought against crimes, saved children, stop the bank-loots, saved little creatures, helped oldies. I just loved them for what they were.

Probably the kind-hearted person I’m today is somehow related to these cartoon characters only. They inspired me to be good to everybody. No-matter who they are. What they do. What they don’t do. I am just more than ready to help them.

It’s not like that I saw cartoons only for developing the moral values. They were fun. Tom & Jerry - my favorite cartoon, kept me glued to television. It used to come on Cartoon network on Sundays. I was so stubborn when it came down to watching Tom trying to catch Jerry that even if I had a exam starting from Monday I used to have my breakfast planned in such a way that I could watch the favorite heart-pumping show.

I was happy watching Richie–Rich fight with gangster sort of people while I got ready simultaneously for School at 10 a.m.’s, almost everyday, till my class time shifted from 11:30 a.m. to morning 8:30 a.m.

The Powerzone: I became enthusiastic whenever I saw Swat–Cats save their city. Their great piloting skills made me just say “Wow!” Fantastic four was also something of my liking. And then there was Captain Planet who along with his friends saved our Earth. *A Special Thanks to them*.

All-time favorite: My all-time favorite was our hero Baloo and kid from the great series Talespin. I still remember the tune of the title song. Uncle Scrooge – the miser person who swam in his coins, who had three nephews named Huie, Duie and Luie(The names might be wrong. This is how I perceived the names like). Alladin and his monkey Ali along with the genie and his magic carpet was too good at that time.

Superheroes: These were the most fascinating of them all. Not just because they saved humanity but also because they had great well-toned bodies to admire. I loved Superman. His concept of flying was something I liked very much and very often I used to imitate his flying posture just in hope that some time it would actually work and lift me in air. I also used to tie towels and chunni of didi around my neck to have a robe just like his. Batman was great because he was closest to reality, with his super-duper-extra-fodu car. Spiderman was my personal favorite because he was able to climb up walls. Was able to get his web out of his hands. It was just too-good.

But somehow I was not moved by the concept of almost all the superheroes wearing their underpants over their skin-tight outfits. I mean what for do you require undies to be worn over pants? Or was it their special tantra to get the powers they had.

Degradation: It makes my heart ache when I see the younger generation of India just sink into the hands and idiotic activities of some bad-looking creature from Pokemon. I mean how could you stand someone who looks uglier than a pig. I just think sometimes where the class and the quality of the cartoons gone? They were so great at our times and have degraded so much now. Such a pity!!!

Miles to go before I sleep

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there's some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.


This is by far the most inspiring poem I’ve ever read. This is something I always say it to myself, when I’m feeling low, when I let myself down. I read this poem a long time back. But then, 1 day while testing the ability of google, I just found this. I read it once, twice, thrice; I just read it over and over again. And every time I completed reading it, I found myself, full of energy, ready to shatter every god-damn record made on this planet.

It reminds me of the story our parents tell us about. The story of an ant trying to climb up the mountain, failing each time it tries. But, at-last successfully climbs up the mountain, achieving the goal being dreamt of.

What if, after failing once or twice the ant stops? Stops aiming? Stops trying? Stops working? Probably most of us do that. We stop. Even I do that sometimes. Its nothing to be ashamed of. It is just a matter of taking things on the positive note, taking every system, as if you made it. Taking things your own way, putting in the pinch of attitude in it, to achieve the goal.

Its not possible to always succeed but it is always possible to proceed. Even if you don’t get what you want, please do not stop trying. Just put in your best. And what if your best is just not the best enough to survive? Here you may have to take help. Go-on, take help. Help is something you’ll always require. I require it. You require it. Nobody can live without help of others. Help, again, could be in many forms, from educational to technical, from economical to emotional, from physical to mental, from anything to everything.

But that does mean we try to do things on our own. We should not, we should be self-dependant. My two theories of asking for help and becoming self-dependant may look to you as contradicting. However these two things may look like they oppose each other but on a deeper note they are connected. We just might require help to become self-dependant.
I’m very down-to-Earth in seeking help, because I know what I want. And to get that I’ve to work. So,

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

Keep thinking, keep working, keep moving ahead, even if it is by one-million of a millimeter.