Do you connect your device to any free WIFI networks available in public areas and think you are safe? Be aware you are at a high risk of being hacked or getting your personal data stolen. 
WIFI in public areas facilitates us to access the Internet for free and quiclky connects us to the digital world. We are unknown about what can happen to our privacy and data within no instant.
Although it sounds harmless to use a public WIFI network but could be risky business. Here are some of the risks you might face while surfing over a public WIFI network :
Man-in-the-Middle (MitM) attack is a most common security threats on public WIFI networks. In this type of attack,the hackers place themselves between the host device and the network server and can easily go through the transmissions and “read” them.
Hackers set up their own malicious WIFI hotspots and release them without any security keys. The victim when connects the device to these malicious networks,provides all their data access to the hacker through the connected malicious network.
Snooping is an unauthorized access to victim’s data. And sniffing is the theft or interception of data by capturing the network traffic using a sniffer application. Snooping includes casual observance of an e-mail that appears on another’s computer screen resulting in data theft. By using a sniffing application,the hacker can easily read the data within the non encrypted data packets.
Aretha Franklin, the first woman who was inducted into the Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame in 1987, died Thursday due to advanced pancreatic cancer.
Aretha was well known for having great voice in music industry. She has given the hits like “(You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman,” and “Respect”………….. . 
She died in her Detroit home, under hospice care. In her last time, she was surrounded by her friends and family.
She won 18 Grammys and had a really incredible carrer. She had delivered a powerful rendition of “My Country, ‘Tis of Thee” – while wearing that unforgettable hat – at Barack Obama‘s 2009 inauguration.
The Queen of Soul died leaving behind her four sons.
E-cigarettes, being lesser harmful than normal cigarettes, can be used as a easy way to quite smoking. MPs say,”Rules around e-cigarettes should be relaxed so they can be more widely used and accepted in society”.
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A report by committee of MPs says,”Vaping is much less harmful than normal cigarettes and e-cigarettes should be made available on prescription to help more people quit smoking ”
Further more, till date there are no evidences found which links e-cigarettes as a gateway into smoking, said Public Health England.
E-cigarettes do not attract people towards normal cigarettes which are very much harmful to health rather they help people to quit the use of normal cigarettes containing nicotine. Since these e-cigarettes are lesser harmful as compared to normal cigarettes,they are being emphasized to be made available on prescription to help more people quit smoking.
A recent plane crash in Indonesia resulted the death of eight people. Incredibly,a 12 year small boy managed to survive the deadly plane crash. He has been found alive in the wreckage of a plane crash which killed all other passengers.
He was found alive with the wreckage on a mountainside near the border with Papua New Guinea on Sunday morning.
Among the killed twelve people,nine were common passengers and two were crew members.
According to news agency AFP, the villagers heard a loud roaring sound followed by an explosion. The main causes of the plane crash are supposed to be the mountainous topography which is extremely difficult to navigate and also the rapidly changing weather conditions which created a troublsome situation for the plane to fly as a result of which,the deadly plane crash took place .
Moneka Ghale has been crowned Miss Nepal North America 2018 at the first edition of an International pageant and a global platform,Miss Nepal North America in New York .
Among the top 17 finalists, she was selected as the winner of the competition and crowned as the first Nepalese lady to be crowned with this globally respected title of “Miss Nepal North America”.
Meanwhile, Sujata Lama and Shrijana Rai are crowned as the first and second runner up respectively in the same beauty competition .
The competition was started from the date 6 August and the winner was declared on 11 august.
The time draws nigh and I dig two graves with the rain pelting me from above
The volley of water rolls off my body in waves of which I feel I am unworthy of
The rain cannot wash away my past, cannot clean my slate – no exemption
For I have sinned and have strayed from the path of redemption
Inferno of rage burns within that refuses to burn out
Heart and soul charred and yet the anger still persists all-out
My sin stains my skin – a permanent tattoo that speaks of anger and vengeance
That speaks of a need for revenge and settling of scores
A need that is slowly choking away my life
Slowly choking away any reason to live this cursed life of mine
The anger is heady and no balm soothes my mind
And the only comfort – the only solace I can find
Is that soon I will bring his death along with mine
And the darkness that clouds my mind will dissipate
The fire reduced to embers – a death by my choice
A death by my hand !!!
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ooo
Its been since then, you were known to me
I had swear with you, always to be
And its the challenge of promise that it tries to sleep
But the beauty of promise is always to keep
I too am the same, unknown to life
Hanging in its conventions willing to survive
If there is something for me that i would change
I swear again i am about to arrange
The pieces we broke
The mistakes we do
You and me, its only we two
When the earth leave behind, the sky turns far
Just like the way now, here we are .
You know, there’s a fact very ago from the birth,
Though the Sky seems far, it always cover the earth .
Nothing is needed to tell, its all known
Who is who
Yesterday ,Today,and Tomorrow
I always love you !!!
ooo
ooo
Remember when friends were the stars of our life?
“Friends, are like stars. You don’t always get to see them, but you know they’re always there.” We not only quoted this overly cliché line every now and then, but actually meant it. Friends, as we put, always watched over us, and we watched over them. The distance was never the problem.
Remember when we compared friends to the stars and lovers to the moon?
The sky still looked beautiful without the moon, but never, never without the stars. The seemingly less bright stars never bothered us; we knew that the stars were, in reality, way bigger than the moon; always have, always will.
But that was before the moon outshone the stars. Before we grew tired of counting the stars, and settled for the moon, before we considered the stars as mere background of the sky, and the moon as the heart of the stage. That was, before we started ignoring our friends we’d known for years, just to have extra time for our silly, romantic love. That was before we took our stars for granted, because, oh well, the stars aren’t going anywhere, are they?
Remember when friends were the stars of our life?
That was before our moon, the one we held in our highest priorities, started sorting out their priorities for something else. Before we started realising that full moon comes only once a month, before we learnt to fully appreciate the stars on the new moon night. That was when we realized that friends will always be the stars, but maybe we weren’t good stargazers enough.
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Remember when pinky promises were enough?
We held out in front of each other our right hands; a little shaking, but never doubtful. Then we’d entwine our pinky with theirs, and that completed the procedure of what we called, ‘a promise for life’. We used to take promises so seriously, at least as serious as a 6-year old could get.
Remember when we said ‘I promise’ and meant it?
Those were the times when breaking a promise was the last thing we’d want to do, when something as silly as a pinky promise had such huge effect on us. When we were scared of lying, party because we thought it would make our nose grow, and partly because, well, a lie hurts people’s feelings, right? Those were the times we never, ever betrayed our friends.
But that was before we started crossing our fingers to get away with any promise, any lie; before we started searching for loopholes. That was before we realised that lying doesn’t make your nose grow. Before our ‘white-lies’ turned into ‘half-truths’ into ‘modified-truths’ into pure, downright lies. Before we didn’t bat an eye while betraying our friends, because let’s face it, who takes a pinky promise seriously anymore?
Remember when a pinky promise was enough?
That was before we started lying to ourselves, convincing ourselves that a small lie won’t hurt.
That was before we realised that what goes around, comes around. That while we were so busy stabbing our friend’s back, we had- unbeknownst to us- a decent amount of knives stabbed on ours too.
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Remember when friends came before anything?
Maybe they still do. Maybe, some friends are still an extension of our family, and at the same time, an escape from the family.
But that was before we made other friends, before the other friends took over our old friends. Before we started classifying our friends: childhood friends, mutual friends, colleagues, classmates, rich friends, friends that help in studies, friends with good contacts, friends that come handy when bored, friends to hang out with, friends with benefits, etc. etc. That was before we mistook every other person, except family and lover, for a friend.
Remember when friends were everything to us?
That was before friendship got adulterated, before things like ambitions, politics, competitions, jealousy, came between friendship. Before we knew the meaning of ‘third wheel’, and ‘love triangle’, and ‘friends-turned-strangers’. Before we relied on facebook to remind us about their birthday.
Before wishing them on birthdays and new years felt like an obligation, before maintaining the friendship felt like an obligation.
Remember when we actually had real friends?
Of course we do remember, because that was when we ‘grew up’.
That was before we scanned through the dictionary for the definition of a friend, and took it way too literally.
(IPA): /fɹɛnd/Friend, noun [ C ]
A person who you know well and who you like a lot, but who is usually not a member of your family…
My verses cut themselves half
Struggling to abound the meaning they wanna carve
What mind percepts as a fine art
The begotten words fail to portray even a part
Yet, somehow, my pen manages to scribble
Gushing out its fluid sufficing my endeavours
Though meandering thoughts are difficult to replicate
It perfectly depicts how inside of our nerves are implicated
That the red, blue or black glints are the
bloodsheds I couldn’t bleed
That which was stuck inside of me, with every inkshade, was freed
So, even it’s a meaningless prose that I carve
Though my words stumble and fall apart
I will continue to summon up myself and
pick up my shaft
And, pursue on fabricating my being into a sculpted craft.
These days,
The word ‘Love’ is being repeated,
But I don’t know it’s exact meaning.
I wrote few bad poetry for her,
and now a poetry collection
is going to be published in her name.
I once even attempted,
to create ‘constant’ and an ‘equation’ in her name.
and since then,
my clock is facing time dilation,
heartbeat is facing rhythm dilation,
mind is facing brain contraction,
and even my pen is facing length contraction,
with no healings,
for the world knows,
physics always leave their students in ruins.
From the pages of history,
I remember a name,
King Pratap Malla,
who stupidly built Ranipokhari for his queen,
and which –
the educated and civilzed people of my country,
what they call themselves as modernists,
have not only ruined it’s name,
but even deviated itself from it’s originality,
probably, because they know the meaning of love.
