HOW NOT TO APPROACH YOUR CRUSH

TALES FOR FOREVER

CHAPTER 4

"No sir, i was just fooling around. I am not very fond of being a part of the girls kabbadi team."  I politely replied to the Coach, who was pretty much adamant on having me in the team.
Judging by his change of demeanor, it didn't take any genius to say that he wasn't really happy with my answer. His brown eyes that were shining with happiness a few minutes back were back to normal with no tint of happiness in them. With steely gaze he surprisingly replied me in a very coxing manner.
" Ashley, I know you don't want to be a part of this team but at the moment we are falling short of a player. And you are exactly what we need. I have seen your moves, they are good. This team can't run without you"
Obviously he wasn't this desperate. The latter part was just all in my brain.
I decided not to give him any hard time and readily accepted his proposal. After all i had nothing better to do. I thought this might bring back color to my bleak life.
Oh wait!!
You might be confused with all this. To clarify let me take you back in time. Not literally but yeah.
This morning Sandra took me with her to Kabbadi practice. If you have not yet guessed, then yes, Sandra is a part of this team. A very valuable asset to the team, well that's what she said to me.
And in order to brag about my super quick alien reflexes, i decided to play along with them. In short, I played good and got a reason to simply show off my skills.
Just in case, if you don't know how to play Kabbadi. Just Google it. I won't go to the trouble of googling that for you.

End of the story. By fluke, i managed to score a place in the team. Some members were delighted to have me in the team, while the others were sulking. And the leader of the 'Sulking group' was none other than Muskan, the former best friend of my supposedly new best friend.

After the practice everyone decided to head back to their respective classes. Leaving me with excited Sandra and sulking Muskan. We followed the lead of the others and started walking towards the direction of our class.
While going back i kept quite. Reconsidering my decision of being a part of the team. I have already been a victim of my own impulsive decisions in the past. I definitely do not wanted the history to repeat itself, again. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that i failed to notice the unnecessary hassle bustle around me.
I swear these students were so damn annoying, more annoying than the thousand of bees humming together. Although i am no less than them but i still like to consider myself superior to this human race. Being superior and yet being humble is truly new to me.

I was still so in my thoughts that i again failed to notice the constant poking from one the inferior human, who also goes by the name, Sandra.  I glared at her for bringing me back to earth. Instead of using any words, i simply signalled her, asking what the matter was?
She was amused by my reaction, i wonder why?
Following my steps, she too used her eye balls to point out in one particular direction. I decided to follow the direction of her eye balls instead of questioning her sanity.
Within few seconds, my eyes found the object of her amusement. I couldn't help myself but smile. Smile at the beautiful creation of the human God. There he was, plastered with a heart melting smile, standing with his own clique. Yet standing out from everyone. I wonder how it is possible to like someone without even knowing them.
I mentally thanked Sandra for her valuable input in my upcoming love life.

Even after crushing on him for days, i still couldn't get my mind to memorize his name. I really am bad with names. I never felt bad for myself for having this trait in me, but now i did. You tell me a name and in next second. Whoosh!! All gone from my memory.
Apparently i thought that 'He' might be an exception, given the kind of attraction that i have towards him, but no. My brain denies to be partial towards anyone, irrespective of their charms or good looks.
In the end i am still in the stage, where you keep staring at your crush till they finally creep out and out of desperation for security, they ultimately decide to block you from their life. Virtually and physically.

Albeit my creepy behavior, he won't be able to block me out. Not because he can't but because,
1) he is yet to figure out that i have a tinny weeny crush on him
2) Because i am virtually unconnected with him. I still got no name to type on the search box.

You got it right. I still can't remember the name  he goes by on Facebook. That is when i decided to write down his name in the back of my beloved notebook. So that this time nothing comes in between this unrequited love, not even my own damn memory.
Still keeping my eyes intact on him, i further ask Sandra,
"Sandra, what is his name, again?"
She gasped, as if it was way to hard for her to digest the fact that i could again forget his name. I expected nothing less from her. Imagine someone asking you someone's name and still coming back to you every time. It must be so damn irritating. If i were in her place i would have totally kicked myself out. Yet Sandra was tolerating me so well. She might be so in love with me to actually bear all this nonsensical things.
I give her my best puppy dog eyes. She resists them but not for long. She finally gives in, who wouldn't.
With a stern face she replies "its Romit Jain and this is the last time i am telling you this."
I take my eyes off his gorgeous face and give Sandra a cheeky smile. Appreciating her efforts.
Right after that I run off to my class and take out my notebook and write down his name, as elegantly as possible for my shivering hands.

I sigh in peace. At least today i will get to befriend him. And will be able to move on to the next level of crushing. With these thoughts, i smile and go on with rest of my classes. Throughout the the day, i saw him multiple times and every time i saw him, he took a part of me with him.
Just like that the day came to an end.
I reached home. The first thing i did was to reach for my phone and connect it to internet.
This time I had a name.
I searched him.
His profile pooped up.
Without second thoughts i send him a friend request.
He accepted it right away. Now this clearly suggested that he was well aware of my existence. Otherwise why would someone as sane as him would accept an unknown request. I was so enraptured by idea of being a part of his life that i completely let go of any logical reasoning. By the time i could know what i was doing, it was too late. In the heat of the moment i wrote the first thing that came to my mind. And those words were anything but comforting.

Ashley; Hello Bhaiya :)

One thing that I knew after this was that this was definitely not the way to approach your crush..

Tales for forever

CHAPTER 3; SPECKY GUYS ARE ‘LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT’MATERIAL

I know how it feels to be running out of luck. And money. And friends. It’s almost been a week since I started going to this new school, yet my search for a compatible friend is still in progress. Currently I am sitting with a girl named Sandra and her supposedly rumored best friend, Muskan is throwing daggers my way. Now you may wonder how I know all this, well I am not completely ignorant of my surroundings. It’s been few days since Sandra befriended me and started accompanying me to wherever I went. At first it felt good to have someone with you constantly but later on it became too clingy for my liking. Though, I could never say this on her face. I lacked the guts. As a result I had a human shadow walking with me and of course, a very jealous former best friend. I felt bad for Muskan, being ignored by your best friend for a stupid newbie is pathetic. I tried to befriend her for the sake of her happiness. I tolerated her presence so much that it started taking a toll on my behavior. I started becoming itchy, yet I did not show this on my face. I didn’t want to make her unhappy.

After befriending her, three of us would roam around together, like three musketeers, except the fact that one of us was hardly able to put up with the other one. I won’t go into the details; I will assume that you are smart enough to figure it out. In short my-cherry-go-happy-life was struggling due to the presence of unwanted drama in the form of Sandra and Muskan. I would do anything to get them back together, away from my own self. Even Anjali looks like an angel in front of them.

 I would never admit this in front of Anjali but I was kind of missing her. She is in hospital, suffering from esophageal cancer, all thanks to the boundless cigarettes that she smoked, while she could. Poor Anjali. If you are feeling sorry for her, then don’t, I am just joking. She is probably suffering from something minor like a fever or something. She is fine and just requires a few days to recover from whatever she is suffering from.  As of now, I am stuck with these two, who are lovable if we ignore the fact that they bicker a lot and live a life of a teacher pleaser, other than this they are perfecto. 

Three of us are roaming around the school premises, its lunch time; every student is a free bird, just for the time remaining. By the time we reached the ground area, everyone was going back to their respective classes. And that is when I saw him, he was coming towards us, at first I saw his side profile, Blue frames with baby beards. Maybe he was with his friends; i wasn't sure because my eyes were only fixed on him. He made it impossible for me to focus on anything except him. When he turned, he took away my sanity from me. I could never forget those eyes and his smile. The way his lips stretched into a serene smile. It made me feel warm for no apparent reason. I stared at him like a creep that I am. He was about to bypass me. And that is when I thought that, I wanted to do something to get his attention. And that is where I went wrong. I farted, with my mouth. I made the most horrible burping sound that any living thing could come up with. Now I had his attention for all the wrong reasons. His beautiful serene smile was morphed into a repellent face. I had no idea how he managed to look so good in that face. Now, he too stared at me, not out of infatuation or amusement, but out of disgust. This was the time when I desperately wanted the mother earth to open up and swallow me. But I guess I wasn’t worth her time. Not just her, I wasn’t worth anyone’s time. And right then, I was proved right when the dreamy guy and his friends went away from me as fast as they could. I wanted to ignore the fact that while going away they snickered at my misfortune. I never envied deaf people but now, I did. The two divas that were with me didn’t hesitate to openly laugh at me, the moment they saw the boys going away. I would have said that I never felt this embarrassed ever before but who am I kidding? I have had worst. The only thing that kept my mood happy was the hope that maybe he was amnesiac. But this thought was too good to be true. I perceived this truth with utmost resistance and refusal. I was as bitter as bitter gourd. My heart was filled with new found love and new found embarrassment. In short I was temporarily depressed.

After this disappointing incident, three of us also decided to go inside the classroom, not because we wanted to but because we had no other option. My mood was already sour and a few more classes would definitely make no major difference. Whilst coming back I came to know that the guy, who had my heart, was our senior. He was not just blessed with good looks but also with intelligence. I had a thing for smart guys. My motto was simple; Brain over brawn.

His name was Romit. The moment I knew his name, I started naming our children, giving then a name that came out of our names. Such sweet and unrealistic dreams I had. My friend Sandra stirred me out of my day dreaming, bringing me back to the sorry reality. Teachers came, teachers went, but the only thing that was constant in my mind was the guy with blue frames. I could not make him leave me alone, at least in my own fantasy world. Classes were over; everyone was eager to get back home but not me. I went to the place where my ride was supposed to be. While doing so, I made sure to be clear from that specific face, to not make a fool out of myself, again. 

I reached home and the first thing that I did was to open Facebook and search for the blue framed guy. I logged in and went to the search option, only to realize that he probably wasn’t the only one with amnesia.

Tales for forever

CHAPTER 2; WHEN YOUR LUCK RUNS OUT

Last three days were perfect bliss for me. But it never occurred to me that by the end of these days I would feel like this. I couldn’t even put a finger on how I felt. I don’t actually know what is wrong with me. The moment I woke, I knew that I was not in best of my moods. The idea of leaving the comfort of home was scary. I again felt like a toddler, who was forced to go to the school for the first time. I begrudgingly wore my uniform, and intentionally delayed my departure. I did everything to stop myself from leaving my beloved mother but my mother had other plans for me. In fact I formulated a whole damn operation to avoid school.
Operation ‘abort school’ started couple of days ago. I was so confident about my plans that I didn’t actually prepare myself to face school. My first plan under operation ‘abort school’ was about faking being ill. And boy, was I mistaken, I was a horrible actor. Within an hour she got to know I was lying. And after that no other plan of mine worked with her. It was like she could see right through me.
All in all we can say that operation ‘abort school’ was not a major hit, and as a result here I am sitting beside a chatter box, who goes by the name Anjali khuswah. I am still confused whether to feel flattered that she choose me or to feel like an unfortunate person because she choose me. It was a very delirious situation. But I kept quiet, allowing her to do all the talking. And then she asked me if I wanted to go outside. My ticket to freedom.
Mentally I replied ‘yes, anywhere but not with you.’ The idea was very tempting but I didn’t plan on hurting her feelings. Sucks to be a good person.
After bringing up a courageous smile on my face, I replied her “of course, let’s go”
There goes my sanity for next 20 minutes.
As we started making our way towards the corridors, she again started chattering. I can’t believe that she is yet to notice that I haven’t spoken a single word, since last half an hour. This time she kicked off the one sided conversation by talking about her former lovers. It was not hard to believe that she have had many love interests in the past. She had the looks, and the body. It was obvious that she attracted attention wherever she went.
Now she had all my attention as I had no experience in this field. I still remember that the last time when a guy was about to propose me on Valentine ’s Day, I ran away from there. I didn’t knew how to deal with such situations. But that fool didn’t understood my signals, he started running behind me, calling for me. I ran until I was sure that he was not behind me. After that I completely avoided that guy, but this didn’t kept my friends from teasing me. Even now they heartily laugh remembering that incident.
I found myself being shaken by someone, and when I turned to my left I realized that I zoned out on anjali.
What happened? She asked me with concern and for the first time she waited for my reply
“Am fine, you were saying something, what was that?” I asked her. Now I could not even blame her for my misery. She again became that chirpy little bird and started saying that ‘oh yeah do you see that guy over there’ she said while pointing towards a guy walking beside us. To be honest he was okay. Just okay, no match to the chatterbox. She could do a lot better than him, when comes to looks.
I said yes while staring at him.
She continued “that was the guy who proposed me last year, but I turned him down. But you are not supposed to say that to anyone. Okay?”
Okay. I replied
We continued walking, or more like jogging. Anjali was walking as if she caught her ass on fire, not just this, while walking she made sure to point out at guys, who either proposed her or were in a relationship with her. By the time she talked about 3rd guy, I knew that I have lost my interest. I have had infatuated to many guys, but deep down I knew that I just want a single person with whom I could live till my last breath. I know that’s too corny.
As we were walking, my eyes caught a guy; he stood out from the crowd. He surely had a heart melting smile.  By the time I could have asked anjali about him, he went away. And I just let it slip off my mind. After completing one whole round of the school, we returned to our class. But turns out that 20 minutes were miniscule for anjali to brief me about her long lasting love life. Am not even sure, whether to call it love life or not.
We sat down on our respected seats, waiting for our class teacher; Geeta yadav. From what I have heard about her, it’s confirmed that she is the re-incarnation of Hitler. She is strict, no doubt, but along with that she demands control. Though I haven’t seen her, but I am sure that she must be scary like her personality. I took out my notebook and was ready with my other stuff. When I turned to my left, I saw anjali searching something, or more like someone in the class. To not come out as a nosy person I kept quiet. But looks like it was hard for someone to keep their mouth shut.
‘he isn’t here, maybe he is absent’ Anjali said while scrunching her nose.
I again kept quiet, as I didn’t knew what she was speaking about. But after 30 seconds I couldn’t keep my curiosity in check and started questioning her
‘Who isn’t here?’ She gave me a puzzled look and said ‘didn’t I said you about my ex who is also in this class?’ annoyance lacing through her words. It was clear that she understood that I hardly paid much attention to her talks. But In my defense, she did talk about a lot of guys which got me all confused.
With a sly smile I lied ‘of course I know’ with that I shifted my attention to the book in front of me. and didn’t raised my eyes till I knew it was safe.
After 5 minutes of awkwardness, our class teacher came. And I bet you that she looked nothing like what I imagined. She did had a body of a wrestler but even after that she was utterly beautiful. She seemed like a fine lady to me. She introduced herself and the subjects which she was going to take.
And When the class got over, I had this feeling that in the end she would mean much more to me, than just a teacher.

Tales for forever

CHAPTER 1; How to politely say fuck off to creepy strangers?

Facing the mirror, made me realize that I actually was nervous. Damn! I should have known that starting a new school wouldn’t be a cake walk.  Here I am,  hiding inside a bathroom, trying to escape the reality. I wash my hands and go outside with an uptight smile. I don’t want to be pegged as a meany on my first day of new school. Trying to look like a normal confident person I enter my class. No one actually paid me much attention as it was the first day of our high school. I slowly went to the last bench and quietly sat down there, making sure to blend in with the furniture. I inwardly laughed at my own joke and wondered how funny I was, even after knowing it was less funny and more stupid but hell if I cared. Being a last bencher was a new feeling for me. And I made sure to savor it. I absentmindedly borrowed a book from my neighbor and then started going through it.

ACCOUNTANCY

Dang it. How thick is this book. I thought going for commerce stream was a smart choice. I have always been an average student, when it comes to studies. But I was lucky with sports. Maybe this was the only thing which I acquired from my father. He is insanely driven into physical fitness. And while growing up I made sure to do every whacky thing to impress my father. Climbing rope, running, jumping everything. I did everything to impress him. And finally it paid me off when I got selected for school’s kho-kho team and in later years I represented my region nationally, in the same discipline. I was sure that my father was pretty much satisfied with it.
Suddenly the heaviness of the book brought me back to the reality. I again reminded myself that I signed up for this course and now there is no turning back.  I didn’t actually knew what I wanted to do after 10th. Given the fact that how much I loved science, it was clear that science was out of question. And arts seemed a bit too easy for me to tackle. So without giving it a much thought I went for commerce with IP. And here I am in this class, surrounded by antic human beings. This class looked worse than any D-grade government school. I highly doubt whether this building even pass the safety measures or not!  Fan was rotating slowly like in 90’s movies. And when I say slowly, I mean very slowly. There was no trace of sunlight and everyone around me were howling like she-wolfs on their menstruation. This was for sure that only a miracle would make me like this place.  I started concentrating on the big pregnant book that was in my hands. As I started reading it, the world around me faded. I don’t know for how long I was there, reading it. It would be crazy to say but I was actually reading accounts instead of doing it and the astounding part is that I am enjoying it.

I closed the book and returned it to the girl with a polite thank you. Now that I was observing her, I noticed that she was very intimately sitting with another girl and was bickering with her while keeping a straight face. She had petite figure with specks resting on her nose. She had this cheeky smile. As I was observing her I noticed that her eyes were firmly set on my lips. And for a second, just for a second I saw something strange,  a very alien emotion flickering in her eyes.  But then she was again back to normal, cheeky nerdy girl.

She extended her hand with a smile on her face and said “hello I am soumya. Are you new here?’

“Oh yes, I recently shifted here and hello, myself Ashly” I replied with a tight smile. She never lost her smile, or shall I add, creepy smile.
“You study too much; you were reading that book from last one hour. I thought you were going to complete your that book this instant” as soon as she finished, the other girl started laughing at this silly joke. And in no time even she shamelessly joined her. I flashed them one of my genuine fake smile. But this was clear that I definitely doubted her. I can’t believe she had her eyes on me from last 1 hour. Mentally I noted to stay away from her radar.

“Oh it’s nothing like that I was just getting bored" I said while scratching my neck. I was getting uncomfortable under her scrutinizing gaze. So, I just said her that I have to pay a visit to the bathroom, and then with quick steps, I ran out of her focus point. I felt relieved getting away from her.
Walking down the corridors made me realize that I still haven’t made a single friend, yet. Everyone around me were in groups, smiling and enjoying.  I walked myself out of the school building and placed my buttocks in the nearby bench, in the field area.  
“It’s going to be okay, Ashly. Just a few more days of awkwardness, then you will all be fine. I am sure you will settle well here. I started cajoling myself.” And that is when I noticed that passing by students were staring at me funnily.
“ah its nothing Ashly,  they must be wondering who is this new face.”
And then it clicked that I was speaking out loud.
Aiyo, they must have thought that I am someone with loose screws.
To further not to embarrass myself, I stood up from my seat and started going back to the class. As I was approaching the class, I sighed and mentally cringed remembering that kinky smile. I have had enough for the day, I entered the class with the same thought, only to see that it was lunch time and not many people were there. I thanked my stars for not seeing that girl again. I went inside, gathered my stuff. I was wondering if I could leave this place. Anyhow nothing significant happened since morning. I saw no teacher, less students and a weird girl.
So I thought of asking someone, if I could leave. I approached the girls who were in a group of 3. All three of them were undeniably beautiful. The tallest one was shady with extremely high features. But the girl with hazy eyes caught my attention. And the other girl striked out as an arrogant and spoiled brat to me. I tried to look unfazed by their appearance, but am sure that my nervousness would have made sure, how self conscious I was around then.

Keeping my cool I asked them whether I could leave the school premises or not?

The girl with the arrogant aura replied with a sweet sticky voice “nothing is going to happen. You can leave if you want" she concluded
As soon as I registered her words, my legs flung back to action.
But the same girl called me back and continued that “school will properly function after 3 days”
I griped my bag tighter and waved her a quick bye along with genuine thank you. 
Few minutes of walking and I,  somehow was outside the gate. Thanks to my years of lying skills that i was able to fool the guard. Now these unfamiliar roads were laughing at my impulsed action.
I wanted to go back home but I had no clue which way to go. I cussed myself for not paying more attention while coming here. But it’s not as if I drove myself here earlier, I had this pickup facility, which I regretted, as of now.
I vaguely remembered the path, but I still started my journey back home trusting my instincts. As I was crossing the streets I began wondering, that who would have guessed that my first day of new school would end up like this, wandering around the city without a clue.

Somehow after hours of walking and hitch hiking, I finally reached back home, safely.
I was sound at my home but still that creepy smile haunted me for now.

INDIA, PAKISTAN AND JeM

The heated conflict between India and Pakistan remained the talk of the town since 14th February, when a CRPF convoy was attacked by a suicide bomber of Jaish-e-Muhammad, a Pakistan based terroristorganization. In this unfortunate incident, India lost 40 of its brave soldiers. Right after the incident, leaders worldwide condemned the brute act. The Prime Minister of India, Narendra Modi called it a fatal mistake by the terrorists. When the world was celebrating Valentine's Day, India wept for the loss and raging voices for retaliation, were heard. The man behind this attack, Masood Azhar, the chief of JeM took the responsibility for the attack. He is the same person who was behind the 2001 terrorist attacks on the Indian parliament. Since then he has been found roaming around freely in Pakistan while India remained a victim of such terrorist attacks since the late 1990's. It never really fought back however in order to conserve its sovereignty and protect its people from any such further attacks, India retaliated in self defense, for the second time since 2016's Surgical strike.

India decided to air strike the biggest training camp of JeM in Balakot in the early hours of 26th February 2016 and with the helpful assistance of its intelligence agencies, succeed in destroying the camps with casualties. However Pakistani officials termed it as a violation of LOC and in order to demonstrate their right, will and capability of self-defense, undertook air strike against India. Indian officials have accused Pakistan Air force for targeting their military installations. In a successful Aerial engagement Pakistan's F-16 and India's MIG-21 were destroyed.  However Indian pilot, wing commander, Abhi Nandan crashed in Pakistan occupied Kashmir. Pakistan have however agreed to return Wing commander Abhi Nandan to India as a peace offering. India has appreciated its efforts towards deescalating the issue but Pakistan's ignorant behavior towards terrorism is what it needs to work towards. Persistent efforts are being made by Pakistan to minimize the issue. But the question which remains is “did Pakistan had any other choice? Pakistan's economy is going through an upheaval. It doesn't have any finance to support any sort of a war. It’s being back boneless in matters concerning terrorism is being globally criticized. According to Geneva conventions, a prisoner of war has certain rights that are not to be violated.  A POW is to be treated with utmost respect and is to be provided with medical facilities. But a video of bleeding wing commander Abhi Nandan is seen where he is being interrogated by the Pakistani officials without given a medical treatment. This is a direct violation of Geneva agreement. To cover up its mistake, a second video was released where the Indian pilot was seen sipping a cup of tea while giving statements about the impressive Pakistan's hospitality. While many are suggesting that the steps that are being taken by Narendra Modi are just for the upcoming elections. But I would like to bring it to people's notice that under the leadership of Narendra Modi, India has started fighting back against such brutal acts. People talk about Modi being a warmonger, but the only thing that he did was the protect the integrity of this vast nation. In this whole predicament, Pakistani officials have been seen changing their statements on a regular basis.  First they claimed that they destroyed India's two jets, then they claimed to have two Indian pilots and they also asserted that they never used F-16 fighter jet. All these fallacious lies were cleared by the Indian ministry of foreign affairs in their press conference.

Socially Accepted Drugs

Dehradun is well - known as an education hub as students from across the nation arrive here to pursue their dream and fulfill their aspirations.  With half of its population being young, the city smells of freshness in its ambience along with some contrasting grey parts too.  Due to more concentration of youth in the valley, it has become a consistent target of the drug mafias, who are luring the students into substance abuse. If in the coming years,  we see a movie named 'Udta Doon',  then this should not come out as a shock as given the current scenario of the city,  it does not seem too late to say that the state would be under some kind of a narcotic attack very soon.  With record high seizure of various drugs, it is clear that the drugs have already been escalated. From the year 2015 to 2018, 256 kilograms of Charas worth 2.6 crores, along with 14kg of opium worth 1.29 crores, 7Kg of Smack worth 7.3 crores has been found by the state police. But the frightening fact remains that this is not even half of the real deal but just a minuscule part of it.  The Districts of west Uttar Pradesh are said to be one of the major contributors of these illegal drug supplies. The most affected places are the areas of high student population such as Selaqui and Doiwala.  Students living in the Doon valley are mostly not the natives and thus live alone to pursue their studies.  The elements of missing authority, peer pressure  and the idea of associating substance abuse with a trendy adventure are one of the vital reasons as to they become the victims of the heinous business, The easy availability of such narcotics at pocket friendly prices encourages the young ones see to go for the weed and marijuana. The cozy atmosphere and less stringent laws also end up encouraging this kind of a behavior. In last 3 years however, the state police have seized a total of 11 crores worth drugs while arresting around 1,284 peddlers who sold such drugs.  Dehradun, a well - loved and cherished valley indeed is strategically being corrupted by such opportunistic businesses. Thus the need of the hour is proper awareness and education along with counseling of those who have fallen for it. Moreover an appropriate amount of effective drug relief centers would contribute a lot too.