Dr Preeti Chitkara

                      'Cigarette lelo...beedilelo, bauji Cigarette lelo...beedilelo’ These words of a small 8 year old child lured the attention of the passengers, who were travelling in the bus from Sardhana to Meerut (towns near Delhi, India).   This small child named Madan lived a life,full of struggles and hurdles. He never got a flowery road, infact there were so many tussles and hard grafts involved that though he was a highly emotional man, he turned into a strong cord, mentally as well as financially.   Son of a refugee from Pakistan, Madan was born on 25 April 1948. When he opened his eyes for the first time, his family members were in thrashes and turbulence as they had just survived the partition crash. His father, Shyamlal, was a very modest man and he couldn’t fetch even a penny from his collection at Pakistan and thereby they were just bankrupts in their early Indian years. The family lived in Sardhana, a town near Delhi. Shyamlal somehow managed the househ

    In the words of Dorothy Rowe, ‘ Depression is the prison , where you are both the suffering prisoner and the cruel jailer’. It’s that mental disturbance wherein human undergoes feelings of severe despondency and dejection that overpowers all other faculties of wisdom in him. And it’s this depressive state or pressure of negativity in and around the students that need to be targeted to do away with the escalating stress among students and bring smiles on their faces. Really!Merely by seeing the students in stress, we may em pathetically calculate the ache of their sufferings but do we ever realize the cause behind the nerve-racking conditions of these students. The reason can be any from the long list that includes hitches in the education pattern or conventional psyche of the society that forces the students to go for few prestigious professional choices like Medical, Engineering, Civil Services, CA or MBA instead of pursuing their passion as their profession. It can be over expe