I am tired of being there for them!

It's that wonderful old-fashioned idea that “others come first and you come second”. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more than you do, so I thought I shouldn't get fussy about this whole thing. But, for how long can I get on with it.  Nobody likes to be hurt. Do we? Whether it is physical or mental, pain can be traumatic. Why do we feel so much pain? The pain that is caused due to your near and dear ones, the emotional pain. I want to decode this pain.

How can we not feel hurt when one loses someone or something that is dear to them? I don’t. Because, we can read inspirational quotes, grope our way out of the darkness, or share our sorrow with a best friend but what if that best friend fail to understand you. Some get used to the pain, while others overcome the pain and regain control of their life. I fall in the second half. I have become strong in life because I can’t remember when and who hurt me. When you can't remember why you're hurt, that's when you're healed.

How many times have you felt that someone hurt you on intention? How many sleepless nights have you spent because of the feeling of being hurt and being used? I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself, if I could see the big picture. Is it me who is actually allowing them to take me for a ride? It is so hard to digest the answer. Yes, it was me.!

I am not saying that you shouldn’t have any feelings for others but we should set our priorities right. Shouldn’t we? Seeing the complete picture will reduce the bad feelings associated with any situation.

If you are going through a difficult phase, and are unable to cope, it is time to realign your thoughts. Dealing with pain is an important part of growing up. We should become mature, wise, and more tolerant with the passage of time. But I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. The folks you help won't realize that you have these emotions because they need you just because they need you.  I too want to experience how it feels to feel the need. Yes, I want to be there for myself.

I must learn to love the fool in me, the one who feels the need to be there for others. I never allowed anyone to hurt me, because I always thought that nobody can hurt me without my permission but m tired. I am tired of being there for them.. 

I am an INDIAN!

We tend to send so many of those useless forwards on love, idiotic mindless PJ’s, or on friendship. I do not say that sending forwards is wrong, but take some time for things that actually need your attention. Recently I posted an article on how tigers, that are supposed to be our Indian national animal, are killed so brutally and to my surprise just one girl read it and showed her support. (Thank you Ankitha for that). And some people post things like, hea hea, sad sad and you look at the extent to which comments, Likes, unlike and what not flows! Weird isn’t?  

I am sorry if I am being too insolent. But do u even realize that India is facing serious crisis. Every damn thing in our country is getting so difficult. I mean, the entire system sucks. We have to do something. Keeping the major issues apart, we now need to focus on how we can curb down the fall on the Indian Rupee against the Dollar. But the question is, can we make a huge difference? I would say.. YES!

According to a recent study made, more than 30,000 crore rupees of foreign exchange are being siphoned out of our country on products such as cosmetics, snacks, tea, beverages, etc which are grown, produced and consumed in our own country as well. Then why consume those products manufactured by those foreign companies, when we have an alternate being produced here. By doing this a major portion of the profits that these MNC’s reap can be curbed down and hence prevent the further devaluation of Indian Rupee.

I need to reach out to as many Indians as possible. It is for a cause, a noble cause to save our country. Each one of us should become a leader for this awareness. Now, this in any case doesn’t mean that we need to give up our lifestyle. It is anyway not possible for you, neither for me. But why not allow Indian companies reap profits rather than allowing others.

You might be wondering what exactly do I mean by telling Absolutely Indian products. Can’t you switch from Camay, Lux, Dove or Pears to Santhoor, Mysore Sandal, Medimix? Can’t we eat Tandoori chicken, Vada Pav, Idli, Dosa, Puri, Uppuma instead of KFC’s, Mc’ Donalds, Pizza Hut, etc. Can’t we use Vicco Vajradanthi instead of Colgate, Pepsodent. Infact, we are using almost every product that is allowing them to reap profits and not us namely, Pepsi, Coke, Colgate, Close-up, Old Spice, Sunsilk, Pantene, Vodafone, etc.  and you still cant find an alternate product then my dear Indian, you are not fit to be in India.!

Name a product and google it, and it then you realize that it is them who are actually getting benefited by this. Let us take a firm decision today. Let us buy Indian products to remain as an Indian. I am not against the foreign products neither I am an anti- multinational. And mind you, neither I am a marketing professional who is marketing for Indian products. I don’t say I don’t use foreign products. Even I have been using, dove soap, L’Oreal Shampoo, Oriflame products, etc.  But, I am ready to let go them, and switch to alternate products that are manufactured in house.

I am trying to save my nation. It is pretty obvious that we can’t give up all the products, but we can do our bit by giving up at least a product or two because it is the little drops that make the mighty ocean.

Let us all at least TRY to be an INDIAN!!

Jai Hind.!

It will never happen again.! ( I think so..) :)

I knew this girl, but I always chose to remain away from her, for she had weird group of people lingering around her, and honestly, she had a real peculiar style of laughing. It was during the final year of engineering, I happened to get formally introduced to her through my childhood friend.

I then, dunno how, we happened to meet again. I still remember the day, I first went near her house to pick her. That was the first time she sat with me on my vehicle. (Lucky girl, from then she is been getting this opportunity to enjoy the activa rides!). I think, I said, god.. your roads are terrible. Man,. It was so damn dusty! We even planned a birthday for our friend together. we went shopping for the gift and to my surprise she actually considered my opinion. From then, she was officially my friend.  

Days rolled by, and the bonding became even more intense. We met every single day. We started going for walks to the stadium, every day to lose those extra kilos she had and still continues to have. ( and poor me, I had to walk along with her)

I still remember the day when I said, see there goes an aircraft up in the sky, and she looks up and sees it and says.. wow! Can u believe it.. :P

But, let me cut this crap now and come to the point. That’s how she wants me to be now. Huh!Techie.. no time to even take a chill pill and ends up taking all her frustrations on poor people who love her like mad, and that makes me the worst affected.

Where do I even begin? I suppose saying “I’m sorry” is a start.

I’m sorry.

Looking back, I can’t believe that I repeated the same mistake, yet again. (ok, I know ull ask me to tell what my mistake is. “yes, I didn’t pick ur call, and its not the first time Im doing this)

But I suppose hindsight is always 20/20. I am stupid and I wasn’t the friend that you expected me to be. Even if I explain my actions, it still doesn’t justify that I do some pretty hurtful things. I hope you can forgive me for what I did and put this matter behind us. I treasure our friendship and all the things we’ve done and been through. And hopefully, what transpired can become one of those incidents that make our bond stronger than ever.  If you have anything on your mind regarding this, please feel free to share it. I promise to listen to all your repeated scolding’s, before I speak. ( Although, I am tired. Please pick new words this time.. :P) It’s the least I could do if you’re willing to forgive me. You know how to contact me.

Till date I do not know why we are even friends! I love you Boddi..

I have no special talent but I am only passionately curious..

I have no special talent but I am only passionately curious.........Lot of memories associated with this poem and also the poet..

                                                Inside..!!

Whenever this time reminds me,

I feel life has become deceptive to me.

Life never taught me things

May be I was never made to learn.

People say whatever you hate, makes you stronger

For, failure takes you one step higher.

I am an example for failure

Sigh! It never made me strong.

The tomorrow that you owe never comes,

I wonder how people find you happy

When you are killed inside

Isn’t it something?

God! I do not want to be stronger

Please do not make me a revelation all the time

Enough of testing on me, I can’t take this anymore

Just make me lucky one last time

Show some light to my inside!!

An Unforgettable ride!

Yipppee!! I said to myself.. I was very fascinated by the fact that, I would go on a camel ride, I was all geared up..  This happened when I along with my cousins had been to the fair nearby.

It was a perfect day out on a fine Sunday until I saw the camel. I told to myself, no matter what I would go on a camel ride. My cousin was not at all impressed with the idea, but I am me and poor girl. She had to come along.

We went to the camel care taker and said we want a camel ride. He said ok, but only one person at a time. I was irritated to hear that. I said, if we are sitting we both (me and my cousin) would sit together, else thanks to you and your camel.  He tried telling me, that is the way it’s supposed to be and blah blah.. But I was in no mood to listen to him and he finally gave up and agreed.  There were no boundaries to my excitement.. Finally I would be sitting on a camel.

The camel was on its knees, and was waiting for us to sit on it. It was my sister who sat first, and I had to go in next. I put my right leg across and before I could actually sit properly, to my tremor and shock the camel got up. (damn.. it didn’t even allow me to sit properly!!)  Oooooohhhh my!! I was literally half in air trying to balance on the camel, and my sister was happily sitting and enjoying the scene.. Soon did I realize that not only my sister, but the people around there were having a good laugh.. ( I only hoped neither of my schoolmates were around ;) )

Believe it or not, even the camel care taker was enjoying the jiffy, and I out of no choice looked at him in disgust, then he made the camel to stop and atlast I somehow managed to sit safely. Though camel rides usually tends to be calm, it was a mere roller coaster ride for me..

I was almost to curse the camel, but before long did I realize that the camels are trained in a way such that it tends to get up once it feels the weight on its shoulder. (no wonder the camel care taker was insisting on just one person at a time.. wish I had listened to him.. :) )

So next time you go on a camel ride, BEWARE!! :P

“I hate it how your best friend dumps you when they find their new, best friend."

Falling out with friends is more traumatic than breakup. Surely, people come and go but friendships are supposed to last forever, right? I strongly used to believe that. Err, but I was so so wrong. 

By some means, after repetitive incidents that happened in my life, I have vagueness about the whole idea of “best friends”. Sometimes, you just have to face the reality. So, what happens when a person doesn’t even smile back at you who once used to be your best friend? It never occurred to me to think about it until one day. It was that day, when I noticed that my friendship with my childhood best friend.. started to fall apart. 

We had been together since LKG till class 9.  I thought we would always be there for each other. Little did I know that I was so wide off the mark. I felt that I should try to fix things but once you start speaking a different language, there’s not a whole lot one can do about it. It’s a call. It’s an alarm that it’s time to part. 

Something similar happened to me. We were not just friends but best of the best friends. Our friendship was not only known to all in my primary school but also in the high school. We were tagged as “the best friends”. To justify this, let me begin with a small episode. This was when I was in 1st standard and my school timings were from 8AM to 1PM. But every Saturdays I had my dance class, which started soon after class. So much did I plead her to join the dance class but she didn’t. Atlast I quit my dance class because we both had a common school auto and Saturday was the only day when I could go with her in my auto till her place and then my auto uncle would drop me home. (I would miss this chance, if I continued with my dance class) and mind you this is dated back to 1994. Such was my commitment .

We were put in different classes in sixth standard. We were crying, and the hollers didn’t end. But then we decided to take the same language as our elective and hence would be in the same class in class eight. And so did it happen. Finally we were back. I thought we were back for good but I had no clue what I had in store for me. Days rolled by, and I was in the TT team, and I badly wanted her to be a part of the team. I started carrying two TT bats, and taught her to play TT and ensured that she was the part of the girls TT team of my school as the 3rd player. We won the district level match but according to the rules, only first two players from the winning team could go to state levels. I tried my best but rules are rules and I had to abide by them.

But different was the situation when I returned from the match. She had changed her place, and was sitting with her NEW best friend. I was shocked, but still I went to her and I smiled at her. She smiled back but half-heartedly. Since I was absent for more than three days, I had lot of notes pending. I asked for her notes and she flatly denied. That was it. I never asked why? I never asked her why she changed her place, or why she doesn’t want to smile at me, or why she denied giving her notes to me. I just told to myself, she was not worth my friendship.

When my best friend, started to become the person that I hardly knew, I asked myself, do I even know this  girl? 

Friendship fall-out is painful. Ask the people around you and they’ll tell you that friends are as important as family. She alone was equal to my family. I needed her. I was all alone without her. It was hard to wave goodbye to my friendship that lasted for a decade.

No matter what reason she would give in, it’s hurt to end it. Either she had done the dirty on me, or we just simply grew apart. I think in my case, She and I had gone into our own separate ways of thinking. 

But it was a lesson learning experience.

A friend in need is a friend to be avoided.

Will the Vehicles Remain Thirsty this Summer?!?!

All of us are aware of the fact that petrol price will soon be raised, not by one, two or five rupees, but by  rupees 7.5 a litre.  If this continues, the day wouldn't be far when the vehicles will have to remain more thirsty in this hot damn summer and all we can do is, feel sorry for them or yest again, are we just going to fall prey to this?

Petrol price would be hiked for the nth time, and the people tend to make hue and cry with this issue for two days and then we tend to adapt ourselves to it. I remember the times, when I used to refill with twenty rupees petrol. Gone are those days.

I don’t understand the pricing mechanism adopted by our country when other countries offer petrol at cheaper rates despite of the fact that they import it directly.

Seems like petrol is to the Indian Government what alcohol is to the Kerala state Government.

Recently I came across this piece of story,

“A horse and a chicken were playing in a farm. Suddenly, the horse falls into the quicksand and starts sinking. He quickly shouts out to the chicken to go and get the farmer so that he could help in pulling out the horse. The chicken goes out …tries her best but is not able to find the farmer. Desperate to help her friend, she drives back in the farmer’s Mercedes Benz C Class bought on Mercedes Star Lease Plan. The chicken then ties a rope to the car’s bumper and throws the rope for the horse to latch on to. She then drives the car fast out…and the horse gets out on land, safe.

Being animals, the horse and the chicken don’t learn their lesson and continue to play in the same area. A few days later the chicken falls into the quicksand. Faced with the prospect of dying, the chicken requests the horse to run to the farmer and fetch him for help. But the horse refuses. He says, “I think I can stand by the edge of the quicksand and pull you over. So he stretches over the edge and the chicken gets out safely”.  We, Indians are like the chicken. We forget that we should stretch our legs to the coffin’s length. Your neighbor has 2 cars, so I will have three. Do you actually need it??  Don’t you feel bad when you spend so much of money every single day on fuel and if you don’t, then I am sorry to say, you are not an Indian.

Ah.. well, coming back to Petrol price hike, let they hike the price whenever the crude oil price is increased in global market but are they reducing the prices when they get reduced?

On an average, this is what I could draw from the past observations.

Increase in the price in the last six months Rs 7/-

Decrease in the price in the six months - HALF A RUPEE!!

Don’t you guys think that we should give a second thought on this? Don’t you think that there is some kick back in the deal?

Do you know why the speculations of the fuel price hike runs for more than a week? The answer is simple. It is because the petrol bunks can make money with their old stock but it’s quite unfortunate that we fall prey to it.

Why the government should wait till the election results are to be declared?

Why can’t the authorities just go on a raid-spree finding hotels using domestic gas cylinders and not commercial cylinders for cooking?

Why the cars can’t be raided for using domestic cylinders (subsidized) and not commercial cylinders to fuel their vehicle?

All my dear Indian citizens, do you know that, for every Rupee a common citizen pays for the petrol, only 49% of it goes to the oil companies and the rest to the Government.

Why? Do you want answers to all these questions, then ask the Holy Government! It’s sad that we hang the petty thieves and appoint the great ones as government officials.

Cant we do anything about it? well, we can. Although, I wouldn’t sit and preach things like, stop using your vehicles for a travel distance less than 2 km neither I am going to say that start using the public transport, because we are however not going to do that.

United we stand, divided we fall. Why can’t we take a day off and rest at home, and also allow our vehicles to rest for a day. This could be our way to protest! Give it a thought, if the entire nation doesn’t use their vehicles on the same day; imagine the amount of loss the petrol bunks will face. It was they who decided to hike the price, so they reap it. 

We are Indians; we are brave and respect the brave but despise a coward. Let’s do it before it’s too late.

“Every dog has his day!!”

I have been thinking now for quite some time regarding the whole lot of opportunities that knocked at my door. Some of which I was successful in grabbing whereas the rest, I just let go off.

One such opportunity that knocked at my door is dated back to my school days. Every neighbor of mine, had one or two sons, but no daughters. Hence I had no choice, but join my bro and his boys group to play. Girls of my age group were holding cute little Barbie dolls and ride lady bird cycles, and there, I was, holding a cricket bat in my hand and riding a hero ranger- gear cycle.  When the teams were made, I used to be the favorite player since, I was a complete all-rounder. My batting was that like Sehwag and bowling speed was so good to break the window panes of my house.. (sounds flowery but true...)

Since, there were no girls to play with; my best partner was my bro. if I know to play cricket, then it’s because of him, and if am a table tennis player today, then it is just because of him.

I was in fifth standard, when I first started playing table tennis. Mind it, I used to play just because during the rains, I couldn't play outdoor games.

I still remember that day when I was in standard sixth, and I badly wanted to be a part of the shuttle badminton team of my school. I practiced hard, only to hear that, I would not be given even a chance to show my game, and the reason being that I was not enough tall and  was weak. I went to my then Physical Director and asked for a chance to prove myself, and he laughed at me, saying, that is not your cup of tea. I was made a laughing stock, everyone present there laughed at me. I was hurt. I was gravely hurt. All I wanted was one chance. I had tears in my eyes, I begged for a chance but all in vain. 


With wrecked heart, I went to the TT room, where one of my friends was playing TT. (She was already the first TT player). I was excited to see her, but to my disgust, the PD sir was even present there. Looking at me, he didn't want to miss the opportunity of chastening me yet again, and asked if I want to play TT. I nodded, and he asked me to play with the first player, and whoa.. Thanks to my bro, I outplayed her.

PD was shocked and he took the bat from her hand and stood to play against me. He served the first ball, and I smashed it hard that earned me a point. He asked me to serve, thinking that I would not be able to. But this time, it was my day. Luck was on my side. Finally, my preparations met with the opportunity. He was unable to receive my service. PD felt really chagrined for what he did. He asked if I wanted to be a part of the TT team of my school. I didn’t answer coz I aspired to become a badminton player. But I didn’t want to let go off the opportunity that knocked at my door. He then asked me to play the selection match, and I outplayed every single player of my school, and there I was.. declared as the captain of the table tennis girls’ team of my school. Being known as the best player of the district is something that everyone would anticipate for. I headed my team for four consecutive times in the state level tourney and left my mark in the minds of people for my TT skills.

I have this amazing zest for Table tennis.(Believe it or not, I wanted to play for my country.. :P ) It’s been twelve years now, and what a great journey it has been  and the journey still continues.

Playing TT came to me as an opportunity and it knocked at the least opportune moment and even if opportunity doesn't knock, then build a door.. !

"Her wait is still not over.. "

She realized that, yes it’s him. The conversation started getting longer. They started having sleepless nights. The girl realized she started developing dark circles, due to lack of sleep. She was worried, but was still happy that she got those dirty dark circles and all because she was talking to him.

A day finally came when they met and their meet was no ordinary. They met in the midnight of a full moon and how lovely was it.  They spoke and spoke and spoke. They had a nice time, but the guy said, don’t think too much. Let’s just not complicate things. The girl felt as though her heart was shattered. There are those rare times when you actually feel the pain in your heart, and this was one such time that she was really in so much pain. But she smiled it away. She assured him, that there would not be any issues from her side.

He dropped her back home and they hugged each other under the sky filled with million stars.

The talks continued, the texts continued. He said there was a glow in his heart. They met on the eve of Valentine’s Day and wished each other at twelve in the midnight. It was so beautiful. The music gave a lovely touch to the divine night. The girl somehow couldn’t hold her back and expressed her love to him, thinking that by now he must have changed his mind.

It was only to hear from him that, “Let’s just be friends. I understand you and your feelings what you have for me. That’s why I want to stop you. Because, I don’t have the same feeling for you! No more arguments on this please”  

She felt as though lightning struck her. She knew that love comes with pain, and still she loved him so much. But again, she smiled it away hoping that someday he will reciprocate her love since she believes that love can move mountains.

Reduced are the texts and nil is the conversation. But here she is, still waiting for him. All I can say is, always love your loved ones & show them how you feel for them before it's too late..

You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace.. If you were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting compassion & love to your love ones, today is the day. Love them while they are still here...

Sad but true, true and caring love is very hard to find. One should be really lucky to have someone who loves and cares so much, but when it is in front of them, people somehow tend to be blind..

“Feelings are always purest in the hour of meeting and of farewell”.

A dedication to all my Dear Seniors!!

Every fresher enters the college with colorful dreams and expectations, and there is a whole new world in which he should be able to adapt, which is not going to happen without the help of seniors. Basically, each interaction a fresher has with his senior need not be a distressing or a harmful one. Every rule should be fit to the context, and shouldn’t be followed blindly and this is exactly what I learnt from my seniors.

Although I never had any interactions with the seniors till the beginning of the second semester, from the time I have known them, I have enjoyed every single day of being with them, be it the practice sessions, the matches, the IPR seminar, lunch or just chill pilling at our favorite spot IC!

I know that, as the days near, the fear of missing you will be more and more, sad but true, we have to stand here watching you, walking out the door. It’s true that I’ve only known you for a few short months, but I must admit, I’ve grown to love you. I’ll miss you seniors! 

Sometimes I just wonder, why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together?  Seriously,, I just hate these good-byes. 

Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone. There are high chances that today could be the last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn't wait; do it today. What if the tomorrow never arrives?!?

If that happens, I am sure you will be sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and grant them their last wish.

Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears and to their faces how much you need them and love them. Love them and treat them well; take your time to tell them "I am sorry"; "forgive me", “I love you”, "please", "thank you", and all those loving words you know.

If you don’t have the courage, ask the Lord for wisdom and strength to express them. Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.

The fact of this post was to sum up just one thought: Seniors, I'm going to miss you. It has left my heart wrenched. I really don't want this to happen. But.. I will surely miss you all..

P.S. This post is written with special reference to the crying baby “Raksha”, Nelli Mari- “Nelson”, 

3 Idiots- “Asith, Zuheb, Soans”.. Hitler D-“Daksha”, the amazing throwball team and the volleyball team (both guys and gals) And.. btw.. please dont hesitate to leave your comments.. ;)

Love you all!! :)

To all My Dear Volleyball Mates........

Yesterday’s match was so thrilling. My head was throbbing, and I just could not see straight. The score was 6, and their score was 11 and the game was for 15.  We were down by five, with sets equaled to two each, and were trying to catch up. It was our turn to serve, and I said to myself please don't mess up! Alas! The serve is over, but out of bounds. ( As Sachin said, if it was cricket, it would be a sixer, but sadly it was not cricket but volleyball, and it was Out!) The other team cheered and it was now their turn to serve. Their serve was straight to the net and we cheer. We were coming alive! But within minutes things changed and started turning out in their favor.

As you all know, Volleyball is an intense game. But when you win or lose, no one can be blamed.It was that day of our lives when luck was just not on our side.

But amidst this, what is more important is that, If you can react the same way to winning and losing, that’s a big accomplishment. That quality is important because it stays with you the rest of your life, and there’s going to be a life after volleyball, that’s a lot longer than your volleyball life.

Three cheers for all our awesome volleyball players. You are our champs and no matter what.. You guys rock!! 

Has it ever happened to you??!!

 Sometimes in life, you find a special friend, someone, who changes your life just by being a part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe that good things can really happen to you, someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is forever friendship. Has it ever happened to you?! If I were to answer this question, then my answer would be a big YES!!

 When you're down and the world seems dark and empty, your forever friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full. Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times and the confused times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend follows. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on. Your forever friend holds your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you just need not worry. You have a forever friend, and forever simply has no end. This has happened to me.. “Su” has made it happen to me.

 To be honest, when we first talked to each other, I never knew we would ever be friends. But I just can’t believe the fact that our friendship has kept on growing (touchwood!)  and I'll be there for you to the end.

 You listen when I have a problem and help dry the tears from my face. Su, you somehow have the ability to take away my sorrow and put happiness in its place. I bet each day we met, can never be forgotten, since there is not a single day when we haven’t laughed hard.. I still remember the “cock-ca-coo”.. Ah.. I bet you laughed when you read this. We can't forget the fun we've had. Laughing till our faces turn blue, talking of things only we find funny.. People think we're insane-If they only knew! ;)

 Su, this is my way of saying thanks for catching me when I fall and helping me set my pace and come back to track. There comes a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will and Su.. You are the one who made me realize that.

 Thanks once again for being such a good friend and being there with me through it all.

I love you Su..:) 

Cheers to RR!! ;)

A Strong Passion for anything will Ensure Success!

She was busy preparing for her exams, and there walks in a guy, who not only makes an entry into the classroom, rather directly made an entry into her heart.

He was in a simple purple shirt, and had to give his exams in the next twenty minutes. He made an attempt to talk to the guy sitting beside her, but somehow chose not to speak to her.. (Wish he knew then, what he made her feel like....)
Days passed, months rolled by, they happened to see each other almost every day, they exchanged looks but never exchanged words..

May be she was too scared agree to the fact that she actually likes him, or her past experiences were holding her back.
Then came a day, when she realized that, this is it. Dammnn, you never feel connected to the person in a way like you never did before.. (Without even knowing or talking to him!) With all courage, she took a bold step, and imitated a conversation with him. It was indeed, really fruitful.. it is just the right connection the two have.

Maybe God wanted her to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when she finally meets the right person, she will know how to be grateful for the gift..

When you desire something badly enough, the entire universe conspires to give it to you. It actually happens !!

Learning begins with experience!

Every experience changes a person; whether this is for better or worse, is up to you. Okay, so things didn't work out, but surely that was not wasted time. If you reflect hard enough and with a clear head, you always see and learn things about the world, about people, and about yourself. Your experiences mark you, even with failed love, and mind you, you would be a fool not to acknowledge that.

So, why do you keep thinking and behaving as if you are the same person as you were then?? This is a great opportunity to make changes in your thought patterns. This not only helps you get over your great aches in the best possible way; it also adds another interesting layer to your persona..

Sometimes being lucky is everything!

I believe that I was lucky to have suffered. Some people do not realize that in suffering there is indeed, a great potential, because if you are underprivileged for any reason, you tend to set your mind in the right direction.

It is always a nice feeling to be lucky. Good and bad luck are always a state of mind. By knowing the art and science of controlling one’s mind, a person can change their luck for the better and thus enjoy the benefits of good fortune. In an instant, with the right attitude, one can become fortunate; similarly, a fortunate person, influenced by either a challenging situation or the opinion or words of negative and fearful people, can become instantly unfortunate. We live in the mind .The mind can be our best friend or worst enemy. Our job is to make the mind work for us so that we can be happy, healthy, and prosperous, instead of allowing the mind to cast us into misery, lack, and limitation.

I've found that luck is quite predictable. If you want more luck, take more chances. Be more active. Show up more often. One such instance where i proved to be extremely lucky was when i lost my mobile phone..Ah ha. When I actually lost and found my mobile phone.

I was on my way back to home from college. Unlike the other days, I was not at my best self. I was devastated by almost everything happening with my life. Me and two of my other friends left home in the car. My friends were up with some sort of discussion, but I somehow, continued to be on my own. I reached my destination, a few metres away from my house and bid bye to my friends and got down the car. The minute I was off the car, I looked for my phone. I didn’t find it.. I somehow got a strong feeling that something was wrong. I ran home, and called my friend who was still driving home to check for my phone (hoping that it would be in the car). Without even communicating much, I dropped the call and set out to collect my phone from my friend. I reached the place and I was greeted by the news which I didn’t want to hear! Yes, the phone was not there..

He said that my phone isn’t here. My nerves tightened because, I was unprepared for the situation. It was ringing, but nobody to respond. We then assumed that my phone could possibly be in my bag. I came back and checked for my phone in my bag. But I was even more shattered when I found that I had actually lost my phone.
I again ran back to the place, to find if my phone was still there. But to my despair, it was gone with the winds. I still had a doubt that my phone slid between the seat. I went back to check and no, I didn’t have any good news.

Me and my friend then set out to the place where I got down from the car. And what whoopaa.. my friend sighted my phone. Someone who was kind enough placed my fallen phone on the compound wall. I mean, hell out of relief to find my phone and believe it or not, for almost two hours my phone was lying idle and fortunately it decided to stick its own master( Me!! ;) )

Rarely I have been lucky, but trust me being lucky is one of the nicest feeling in the world.

A PLEA TO “THE HANGOVER”!

Being in a college, where every day one or the other bugger would be down due to hangover, has seriously made me write this post. I can’t see my friends being all low and the reason for it being “The hangover”. This is how the technical definition of the hangover goes. Hangover could be defined as the sum of unpleasant physiological effects following heavy consumption of alcoholic beverages. The most commonly reported characteristics of a hangover includes, headache, nausea, sensitivity to light and noise, thirst typically after the intoxicating effect of the alcohol begins to wear off.

Why has to one go through all this shit? Why can’t just someone enjoy drinks without being bothered by the so called “Hangover”? Damn, I hate to say this but Hangover; you are one thing that almost everyone hates.

Don’t know why I said that, but what the heck. One night we are having a fabulous time wherein the world appears as the party, lots of people are going wild and getting completely lost. It is at that point that one tends to see himself as the king of the world but damn this hangover. Seriously, hangover, if you are reading this, then let me tell you one thing that nobody likes you and if at all we could, we would strangle you to death. Come on, how one can be so shameless, despite of the fact that you are just hated by everyone and you still visit people. If I were in your place, then I would have never bothered people who on no occasion would want to see me. But you are one of those shameless species that you do not seem to mind at all.

But not to worry, everything comes with a cure, so some day there would be cure that would prevent people who drink from seeing your murky face the next morning. However, for now you can continue troubling people how much ever you want.

Let me mind you one thing, no matter what you do, people will still continue partying and drinking. Finally I log off by raising a toast to the undying spirit of every single sincere drinker.

PARTY- REDEFINED!

A party in general context refers to an event wherein people gather, celebrate, dance and blah blah blah!
But according to me a party need not necessarily encompass food or drinks or people going crazy on a dance floor.
A party for me can be a just a few friends getting together for a coffee (could be a peg or two as well ;)) or two friends just enjoying an evening sitting at a beach or at a roof top.
So I redefine party as a state of mind- a feeling of euphoria by just enjoying the things you love the most, often with people you share a vibe with. Let go the quiescent lying within you and burst into an amazing banger over your yearning self.
So go forth and start partying coz no matter what your elation is, it starts from within.

“THINK POSITIVE AND STAY OPTIMISTIC” !

Yesterday I was wondering if I can actually stay positive, productive and be motivated and make others motivated by me. Do I have any secret behind that? Well, the answer is simple. I have strongly believed in the policy” THINK POSITIVE AND STAY OPTIMISTIC”. When I say this, most of you might be thinking these are just few flowery words put together and cannot bring any changes to life in real. What if I say, it does. Yes, carrying this attitude actually opens us new horizons and it motivates you to stay up.

Life has no smooth road for any of us. Life is not a life if there are no barriers to break, and no difficulties to face. We are in the 21st century and none of us are born prince or princess. So first say to yourself what you would be and then do what you have to do. For this, you have to learn from, and get inspired by, successful people. How do one achieve this? Well, I do this by hanging out with like-minded people who energize me and the other way round. Bear in mind to clear steer away from the bloody energy scroungers. They are so dangerous!

Each one of us want to be different. How? Just by telling “I am Different!!?” ;) One way to stand out from the crowd is by not doing what others of your caliber would do. Try and avoid whatever most people of your age would do. I constantly believe in achieving what I want to. Be it buying myself a bag or getting applauded for a great work. I set high standards for myself and I want to be exceptional and do exceptional things, and I will. Not because I’m particularly talented, but because I am dedicated to achieve what I want to. The big question now is, how do I know what I want? The answer is pretty simple. Prepare a wish-list. You will not realize how a simple wish-list keeps you get going. It works wonders, mind you.

Investing right, yields you good returns and so is the way in your life. Never ever focus on negatives. How to incorporate this in your life is to invest your emotional energy where it will give the best return. Best example, you know when there is no point in shedding tears for someone then, “STOP CRYING!” That goes well with the saying Keep it simple silly!! Do not forget that you still have the ability to change the stuff you can and let go off the stuff on which you don’t seem to have control over. There is absolutely no point in sitting around and feeling sorry for yourself. The great power you have is to let go and focus on what you have.
All of our unhappiness comes from our inability to be alone. Make sure to spend some quiet time alone recharging your batteries. No phone, no internet, no TV, no people, no noise, no distractions. You are your own best friend. Nobody can be lonely if you like the person you're alone with.

Staying positive is one thing that is completely under your control. Never, allow an inch of negativity blend in your talks. Talk positive, stay positive. Don’t beat yourself up, don’t feel sorry for yourself or your life, and do not coddle in those pity giving parties, they are so damn meant to curl down your energy levels.
Finally, attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference. Hence, make your optimism come true.

Life is.. ah...what is it?!?!??!

Recent events in my life have taught me that the best thing to do in any situation is just to love people. So often we go through life and we don't really take the time to just simply love people. Rather than looking at a person and imagining, “what the heck she thinks of herself by dressing like that!!” I mean, why are you even bothered. It is absolutely none of your shit business.
If you can relate to me in this way, then it’s now time to realize.
Don't just pretend that you love others. Really love them. Its asking God to bless them. Love doesn't mean holding hands and kissing.
I've started to see in my life that as I open up to love people, it's amazing at how things have changed my life in the recent years. Getting appreciated from people for what you are as a human is some kind of a feeling that could not be replaced by anything else. Life is virtual reality game where you interact in the virtual reality environment. People are the spice of life. There is no faceless person in this world, everyone has a story, with twists and turns and suspense and twist endings and lots of crazy fun shit.
If u agree that life is a game, If you’re playing a game, there’s no point getting over-frustrated when things don’t go your way. You’d be crazy to spend your whole life harboring a grudge against another player, or kicking yourself for making a wrong move somewhere.
The same goes for this life we live. That doesn’t mean you can never be angry or sad. Actually, drama is an integral part of the game, and if your life is drama-free, try upping the difficulty level because there is seriously something wrong..
Love every surprise of your life. Accept it.. Your life will rock!

An Anonymous Letter..!!

I was just cleaning the mess out of my room and found this book in the book shelf.. I was just dusting the book when a letter dropped down from the book..It was an anonymous letter..and it read..
"My heart was taken by him... broken by him... and now it is into  pieces because of him."

I went ahead to read further..

"There are those times when you feel like nothing could possibly go your way. You look outside and feel that there is no way the world is still spinning the way it was when you were happy once. You try so hard to get past the emptiness that you feel within your soul but know that nothing is ever going to be the same. You hate knowing that the one person so special to you doesn't feel even a fraction of the emotions that seep from you, and you wish that there was a way to tell him.

I am lost, scared, and alone and I can't take it anymore. And the way he treats me is destroying me. He makes me feel like I mean so much to him but the very next minute I am dumped!
He holds such a vulnerable thing captive and that thing is my heart. He's so close to breaking it but so close to setting me free if I was willing to take it. It hurts to be so torn between so many emotions. I wish it could all just stop. I would do anything for him, because he means so much to me. It hurts me to know that one thing that brought a smile to my face and made me happy, is now gone.

I only wanted to know very clearly, if he has ever made me an option? If he were given an option to go out of my life, would he still hold my hand? I really wanted to know if it’s worth still hoping that one day, we could at least be the way we were...I still get goose bumps when I think about it.. It’s clear that we are not together and he totally has rejected me.

When we first started, I thought he would be different. But there are times when for a few minutes he makes me feel as though I actually meant something to someone. I made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again.

So... from now on... when he thinks of me... I am sure he feels that I could've been the best thing he ever had. While I was holding on, all he did was let go. Honestly, I really feel bad for people whose love I didn’t appreciate. May be they loved me true. One day I will look back and think... damn! That guy really did love me...

It's really painful to say goodbye to someone whom you don't want to let go but it’s even more painful to ask someone to stay if they never wanted to stay.
No matter what, I'm going to smile, because I do not want him to see me cry, and even if it kills me, I'm going to smile.

I hate the way I could never hate him. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you. Life sucks a lot of the time. But, I realised that, you know, if you can get through a heartbreak, you can get through almost anything.Time and time again, I forgave him. I've forgiven him for things that I swore to myself I'd never forgive someone for... and here he is, still hurting me, and I still forgave him.

Probably when I am gone, one day he will look back and he will see that he missed out on allot.
My heart was taken by him... broken by him... and now it is into pieces because of him. "

It was no less than reading a novel and I got so much involved in the letter that i didn't realize a tear rolling down my cheek.. I wanted to continue reading, but may be the girl chose to end her letter there.. An anonymous letter..

Ceaz and Dobz finally made up!

Yes, finally it has happened.. sooner than expected..
Ceaz who was once hated by Dobz has been finally accepted by Ceaz!
They run together, fight together and play together, and I can now leave a sigh of relief!!

A Tribute to My Friend.

Each of us from time to time experience crisis from different life changing events and transitions, all unpredictable moments arriving and intruding into our “well groomed” lives. We didn’t ask for this interference and we wonder why it has arrived bringing with it havoc and confusion. But every crisis has a solution. Life to me is a journey - you never know what may be your next destination. in this journey of life, i came across this beautiful being. Dated back to October 1998, i was just a little school going kid lost in my own thoughts. Unlike the other kids who loved to play with dolls, i was a lot interested with the real animals. May be this was the reason for why i had a very few or no friends. I was lonely all the time for i believe loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets. So amidst this lonely journey, i met this lovely friend of mine. This story is of how I met my best friend.

My school was at a walkable distance, which is why i used to walk to my school and then back home. So one day, just like any other day i was walking to school and what did i hear! OMG!! I heard puppies cry. These cries came from an empty plot which had eventually turned out to be a home for different birds and animals because it was covered with bushes and overgrown trees. I waited there for a while if in case i could see those puppies, but since i fall into the “ not so lucky category i had to be happy with just the cries. On my way back home, i made it a point to peep into the mini forest, but it was of no use. This went on for a couple of days.

November 2nd was different from other days. Yes, it was 4 in the evening and i was walking back home from school. i was traumatized with what i saw. i merely couldn’t believe that it was actually happening. i saw a cute little brown puppy on the extreme end of the so called mini forest. But this time, it was crying in pain for, its head was stuck between the lamp posts. Without wasting anytime i carefully pulled it out. i could feel its heartbeat. I was feeling as though I struck gold, because this time I not only could see the puppy but I was actually holding it!

I desperately wanted to take the puppy home but I was in a fix. I slowly kept the puppy down and ran home at lightening fast speed. I asked mom if I could get her home and mom nodded. Though I didn’t know what her nod meant, a yes or a no but I took it as a yes and asked my brother to take his bicycle out. We both rushed to the spot where a new friend of mine was waiting for me. I quickly took her into my arms and got it home. Nobody could reject it for she was so beautiful. Her eyes were the most expressive and lovely eyes ever. However, dad's decision was the final decision, but the minute dad stepped in, it started wagging its tail, and thus, Julie officially became the part of our family. Yes, we named her Julie.

Julie was the most disciplined and obedient dog, and it was not only loved by our family members but it was the sweetheart of the entire locality. She was my best friend. She walked with me, she played with me and she waited eagerly for me to return from school. As time passed Julie became so dear to me that I just could not imagine my life without her.

She was with me through my thick and thin for nine long years. She used to lay her gentle head upon my knee and we shared our silent thoughts.1st February 2009 was that dreadful day, when Julie left me. I cried and cried for her. I kept waiting for her in anticipation that she would return to me but she never did. It was then I realised that she was gone and she would no longer come to my call nor get her favourite ball and play with me. Because a voice far greater than mine had called her. She was gone forever leaving me all alone yet again. Although I am left alone and my eyes are filled with tears, I thank God for the happy years he let me spend with her. I really lost a treasured friend.

Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly..

"Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven"
I have always been choosy in all aspects. Be it in terms of food, clothes, or just people. Food can be made to suit my tastefulness and so are the clothes. But people!! Believe it or not, it is really hard to find people whom you like.. or must i say, whom i like.. and amongst all this choosiness, i came across this one person, who was a complete stranger to me.. but then, somehow he became an integral part of my life.. Yes, he is now my younger brother, the best ever younger brother.. so loving and so caring..
I was so much hurt when i heard that he would be leaving the city in a day or two. But I am indeed really happy for him I feel I am very blessed to have known such a wonderful person and to be a part of his life (however small that may be).

I remember when we first started talking three years back and what a ride it has been! He has been the most trustworthy person and he stood by me all the times. I wish him all the best.
He will always be the part of my life as the most sweetest and adorable younger brother. ill miss him :(
I will miss him very very much..In the hope to meet shortly again..

Expectations..

"Happiness equals reality minus expectations"
We are not in this world to live up to others expectations. I am i, and you are you and by chance I and you meet then life indeed gets beautiful.
Today with some expectations i had been outdoors. Somehow i knew that my expectations were high and it wont be met. But, i made a mistake and i still expected!!
It is after this i learnt that, what is really needed is a change in my attitude towards life.