Showing posts with label #WriteTribe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #WriteTribe. Show all posts

Friday, 17 March 2017

Should I walk on you?


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As I stand here
On this long path 
Obscure, undiscovered and untamed
I see my whole life ahead
Waiting for me 
To unleash 
The possibilities
And make a life 
Full of dreams turning into realities!
Should I walk on you? 

There's a long way to go
And I should choose happiness 
Above everything else.
Now it may seem hard
But that's the right thing to do
For they say
If it's good, it's never going to be easy!
Should I walk on you? 

I tried
A lot,
But can't anymore! 
Why does it feel so difficult? 
Choosing your own happiness 
Why does it sounds 
so Selfish? 

I know
I won't be happy 
If it stays the way it is.
Sure we need to 
Pay the price 
For things we choose
for Ourselves! 
Should I walk on you? 

~G
Linking with Friday Reflections

Wednesday, 31 August 2016

Let’s discuss ‘That time of the month’ with #Period Pride




I had my first period at the age of 12. And I had no clue about it whatsoever. I did ask questions about what ‘Whisper’ and ‘Stayfree’ were, when advertised on television, but got no direct answer. The only thing that got to my ears was, ‘You’ll learn when you will come of age!’ And I used to wonder, will my brains automatically get the information from my surroundings, or will there be some information centre that will fill be up with the answers to my endless questions?

Anyway, my mother discovered and helped me when I had my period. I was a quiet child then. I wasn’t very talkative and usually preferred to stay mum in front of guests. When periods hit me, I was kind of neutral. Luckily, I had painless periods. It was only the discomfort that comes along that bothered me. And yes, not worshipping was another thing that I didn’t like about it.

Certain people lectured me about how I should behave in front of people and I shouldn’t talk about it in public, that I shouldn’t touch the vessel and pickles, and behave mature, coz now I am a grown up and not a child anymore. That was what actually scared me!

I now wonder, why? There was nothing to be scared of, nothing to be guilty of and nothing to be 
ashamed of! Having periods is the most natural things to happen, just like having a grey hair. It is the sign of indicating fertility amongst women, and imagine if it doesn’t occur timely, then it can be a really serious problem! Something as natural as this is treated with utmost shame! It’s a taboo to talk about it in front of people, especially the males.

Again, why? It’s all pointless! And it only leaves the boys with half-baked knowledge, which is even worse.

I remember having a few people in our school making us aware about the do’s and don’ts along with other information about ‘those days’!

Our school uniform was a white kurta with the red checked jacket. I dreaded going to school during those days, anxious of having a stain and often pestered my friends to check if I have stained my kurta. Of course, I reciprocated the same during their times! But as much as I hated that time of the month, I equally enjoyed the liberty that came along with it!

Making an excuse for not feeling well during the P.T. classes, not indulging in any sports or laborious activity, and lying down at home to take that extra nap, relishing the liberty of not studying and having a perfectly sound explanation for the same were some of the perks that came along. Thank God!

Now when I think about it, it only makes me smile. And with time, I’m kind of used to it. I’ve befriended with them. And it usually doesn’t bother me much now.

But what bothers me sometimes is when I see my relatives, wherein a family of 5, there are 4 females (three daughters and one mother), and when the mother is going through her menstrual cycle, it’s the elder daughter, of a mere age of 12, has to make tea, cook food, and do all the kitchen and household stuff! And by chance, if the dates of the mother and the daughter clashed, then the man of the house would bring some food from outside or eat at his friend's place and get packed for his family as well!

I really feel bad for them, for being stuck with all the old traditions. I feel sad for the little girls where in their years of growing up, they should be playing and fighting and falling and making friends, they are being caught in the shackles of such customs. And this is despite the fact that the family is an educated one!

Not touching the pickle, standing outside the temple and pray (and let the world learn that the woman is having her periods), not touching holy plants, not entering the kitchen, sleeping alone on a separate bed sheet and having meals in separate utensils, are some of the customs that are followed in the families.

While I didn’t have too many restrictions, few of the above were still prevalent in the house. But now, I’ve completely shunned them away! Yes, you heard me!

And I don’t feel a hunch that I’m doing something wrong. If my conscious is clear, I don’t think it’s a problem anymore then!

Lots of efforts are being made to spread the awareness, pertaining to hygiene during those days, use of various things available and their side-effects, other products that can be used alongside and so on. 

Naari is one such organization making constant efforts to share the word and remove the taboo from the society, instilling confidence in the girls and making them believe there is nothing to be ashamed of, of themselves or their bodies, and tutoring the underprivileged girls about the hygiene and nature-friendly products.

When I read about #PeriodPride on Write Tribe, I knew I had to write on this subject and spread awareness in a way.

“Chemicals like Dioxin which is found in disposable sanitary napkins is a known carcinogen and has been linked to ovarian cancer, abnormal growth in reproductive organs, impaired thyroid and immune dysfunction. Dioxin has even been added by WHO in their list of Dirty Dozen – List of 12 harmful chemicals.”

While spreading the word about the side-effects of sanitary pads, a few alternatives like cotton pads, tampons, and menstrual cups can be used without worrying about their fallouts.

Gone are the days, when women stayed within the four walls of their houses. Today, they are ahead in quite a number of fields and are bringing laurels to their families. If they are ahead in everything, then why should they be left behind in such an important thing as this?! 

Don’t you think?

Come on girls, share the post, talk about it and treat it as normal as you can!

Share your thoughts in the comments below.

Linking this post with Naari and Period Pride via Write Tribe.

Cheers

Monday, 9 November 2015

Writing Ritual.. not for Me!


O no! Strictly no ritual. It’s simply random. When there is a writing challenge, then my writing juices flow, and get a kickstart.. Or whenever any incident has triggered me a lot and left an effect deep down, writing is the only escape I have to keep my sanity alive. Sometimes, there are people who really annoy us in ways we never imagine, writing a blogpost or probably an article does wonders (I know I’m sliding towards the demons side now :P). The routine itself isn’t fixed, then how can writing be?
That's what I do!
You tell me, do you have a fixed routine? If yes, then how are you able to maintain consistency with it?

P.S- I’m really running out of time, hence such a short write up.. I know, I know, you’re glad.. but not more than me :P ;)


Day 9 of NoMo
Happy Reading

Cheers

Monday, 2 November 2015

Reflections- October #Monday Musings


Photos say it all :)
November is here already! Another month has arrived, promising to bring lots of happiness, with festivals coming along, so much of food, sweets and family time together. But I guess I can talk about November next month, right?

October, so far was the best month this year. Full of surprises and happiness. It had to be, being my birthday and anniversary month at the same time. The winds talk, the cool breeze speaks so much to me, filling me with positivity and excitement at the same time.

Though October started with a bit of laziness initially as I was suffering from Blogstipation :P, but I recuperated from it soon and I am so glad I did. It happens with all of us, doesn’t it?

Having your birthday and anniversary in the same week has its own perks and at the same time downside as well. Before I got married, the only thing I used to do was mellow in my own world and wait for the special day, for the surprises my friends and family prepared during this time. All I had to do was take it from them, open it, be happy about it and relish every memory that these loved ones gave me. But post wedding, I am the one who ends up thinking and planning for something special, not for me, but for my better-half- A. Though, I love every bit of doing it, yet it would be better if it would be a few more days ahead. But that’s okay.. what’s done is done.. and I know, I should have thought about it earlier.

And that’s not just it, my MIL’s birthday too lies this same month. Or to say next day of my birthday. So it’s a whole week of celebrations at our place, with cakes, flowers, friends, fun, giving and receiving gifts at the same time, shopping for myself and others as well! :) 

My birthday was as special as ever. A surprised me with things I love the most in the most unexpected ways, which was quite unexpected on his part to do it! It’s truly a blessing to have him in my life. I too did something different this month.

I recently I came across a video and shared it on my timeline as well, where I learned that a single human being consumes an average of 17-18 trees of oxygen in its whole lifetime. How nice would it be if we plant a tree on our birthday every year? For nobody will cut that tree for sure and we too won’t let that happen. Plus, we can plant this much for Mother Earth! I was really touched with that video and decided to start this new legacy.

I planted a lemon tree! Okay.. it must be sounding funny to you, but had I planted a huge tree, we’d run of space in a few coming years, and then where would I have planted the rest of trees of my life? I hope you got my point?! ;) :)

October was also about meeting so many deadlines! I had to finish the syllabus at the institute along with so many writing things. I am so glad, I could complete all of them within time, a bit late, but I did.

I also watched a new series- TVF-ThePitchers. Have you guys seen this one? If not, then you have to watch it! I’ll bet you will love this one! It’s there on YouTube. And it has only 5 episodes. It came out this year only. This series is so realistic! You will fall in love with almost every character in the same. I was truly devoured in its fever for a few days- The Viral Fever (TVF).

Anniversary celebrations were great. We finally got a frame for our room with our wedding photo. And what better occasion would it be other than anniversary? A loved it!

And then there was Karwachauth! As much as I love to do, the not so usual, sringaar, this day really scares me a lot. But the day went just fine. I didn’t faint, I didn’t fall.. so it was fine and all of us had a great time by the end of the day.

The month ended with it a few more writing challenges for November. NaNoWriMo and NoMo. I really have no idea what am I going to do in the Novel writing challenge. How are you planning to go about it? Any suggestions that help me calm down?

I am still wondering where October flied. And I am so glad to have so many positive things in my life. Wonderful family, friends, my not so expressive husband, my students.

It was totally a month to remember!

What did you do all October? And if you fasted, how did it go? How are Diwali preparations coming along?

Linking with #MondayMusings
                        #NoMo- Day 2

Happy Reading

Cheers

Monday, 26 October 2015

Self doubt? I'm sure it bothers!


The thought on Corinne’s post today struck me somewhere. So many times it happens when we want to do anything particular, try something new, something that we have never done before and it is out of our comfort zone as well! The thrill does runs into our blood, and in a tad of time, a single sentence pops up and we leave it!

What is that single sentence? And who uttered it to us? Our mother? Only if she had any idea about it! Our father? Only if we dared to discuss it with him. Our siblings? Only if we shared that conversation 24*7. Then who? Our friends? Did they stop us from doing what we wanted? But why will they stop? They’re the first set of people on earth who make us criminals in the first place! Then who else is left?

O.. yeah..!! How can I forget to mention about my, err, our alter-ego! Well yes.. the inside us.. who knows every minute detail of our lives and keeps us knocking apart from what we want to do! Yes, it does tells us right things as well at times. But like I said, at times! It surely helps us stay grounded, but who wants to go underground?
Self doubt is the worst enemy I guess. For we try to keep the first brick of self confidence.. and there it comes from nowhere, smashing away all of it..! And, we adults are not the only victims of it, children too have a lot of this! But how come these toddlers at such a tender age pick it from? Well no prize for guesses, it’s obviously us! I think we really need to think before acting and saying things before them! They really pick fast!

So what can be done, in order to cure this malady of self doubt? Saying/writing affirmative sentences could help.

I looked for a few. Some did scare me as well, but then if your dreams don’t scare you, may be they’re not big enough!

I thought of sharing them with you..
How do you deal with self doubt? What things do you say or write to yourself? Want to share any trick? Feel free :)

Linking with #MondayMusings
                      MicroblogMonday

Happy Reading


Cheers

Monday, 7 September 2015

Nerds in Herds.. #MondayMusings


I’m really humble with people,
At every point of time
What I don’t get is,
Why do they behave so grime!

It’s courtesy what I’ve learnt,
Its being polite what is taught
It’s respecting other’s opinions is what I believe in
Then why do people tend to walk all over, and think it’s a win!

Let me talk and voice my opinion
Listen to the point and then draw conclusion
Without knowing the whole story,
Please don’t create any confusion!

Subtlety is mistaken for being weak
Kindness is replaced with being fake
What virtue is it that they understand
Let me know, and I promise, it’ll be all your command!

Ignore the pride and come to reality
You are nothing but a bunch of a skite
Allow the freedom of speech to others as well
Or else they also possess the power to bite!

People, they’re weird species
Patience, tolerance, forbearance are a few words
Which gets so difficult to understand
For these clump of herds!

I sigh sometimes and forego it
For when time will come
They’ll automatically learn it.
All I await is for that time to come
When there will be virtues like
Maturity and sensibility to name some.

                         Microblog Mondays

Happy Reading

Cheers

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Reflections- August


I feel I have missed so much. Last week was more than crazy. I had a few important submissions, tests and other classes to schedule. Writing took a backstage for the whole week and I felt miserable about it. I’ve missed reading so many of you last week :(. Sometimes I wonder how do you manage at all to write at this spectacular consistency?! I really need to learn this. Any suggestions please? Second part of the week was spent in my hometown. With the family, with all the close relatives and the joy of being with people who I love so much during festival couldn’t be any better!

This month gone too... I wonder what the hell is wrong with time?! The month started with friendships day and it was a day well spent. Seeing the smile on the faces of those children cherishes me every time I think about them. A few celebrations here and there and I were all energized! Two of  my posts got published which I wrote this month. I was more than happy. It does give you a push, at the moment when you feel a little low about yourself. The last prompt from Magpie Tales, was the kind of write that I had never written before. A little BOLD. And people really liked it. This month I’m hoping to write more on that.

Some odd eating habits creeped in me. I wasn’t enjoying the regular meal being cooked at home and thus I ended up eating outside on almost each day: P.

I love to shop... who doesn’t? :P This month I picked up lots of stuff and enjoyed every bit of it. I saw Baahubali and Drishyam. Baahubali.. the graphics were spectacular, but beyond that there was nothing that excited me. The second part of the movie, it’s plot and the strategies used were inspired from Game of Thrones. No it wasn’t much, just a part of it. Made me wonder what has happened to the taste of people around me. Drishyam, on the other hand, was truly engrossing. The plot, the characters, the acting, the story... gripping it was. One brilliant movie in a long time.

As much as I was stuck with other important stuff last week, I got a good break from blogging. And this month I’ll try to stick with my writing regime. Not to mention August gave me so much!!

I think that’s it for now. What did you all month? What movies did you watch? How were the rains? There were hardly any here, that’s why I didn’t mention any :P.
Linking it with #MondayMusings- Write Tribe

Till then

Happy Reading

Cheers 

Monday, 24 August 2015

#Microblog Monday- Be your Brand


Having the power to express yourself, doesn’t that feels great? It feels to me at least. And it makes the other person feel as well. You can surely bet on this. And making the other person feel good with you being the reason behind it, is truly a cherry on the cake. The joy of bringing a smile on other’s face, seeing them happy with something that you just said to them. And by this I mean, genuine words of course!
Not being a sycophant for sure. I read Parul’s post today, and realized I am so much like her in this context, and mind you, she's one wonderful person you'd love to read. And for me, I love to express myself, through my poems, writings, notes, words, non-sense talks.. that’s just me and it feels wonderful.

But for many it’s so difficult to give words to their feelings. For themselves and for the people around them. And it’s actually very difficult for not being able to voice out your inside story.

Imagine, sometimes, I only feel, I don’t express enough, say enough, talk enough!! Then God bless the rest, who’re beginners in this niche.
How about you people? What’s best form for you to express?

Till then,

Happy Reading

Cheers

Linking it with #MondayMusings- Write Tribe

                          Microblog Mondays 

Monday, 17 August 2015

Guiding Way


That night in the desert, when I stood all by myself, with only moonlight to guide my way. The path that will lead me to my goal. I see mountains all over, barricading my way. Giant and majestic. Tenacious and huge. Roaring high and kissing the air. Challenging me to touch the sky. The barren land, far and strong. The turquoise colour and the twinkling stars, shine their way, propelling me to radiate in their flair. O mountains, please lead and show me the right direction, for I am just a dreamer, probing for my inner self and aspirations so obscure!

This 101 word dabble is written for #MondayMusings-Write Tribe
                                                         #MicroblogMondays

Happy Reading


Cheers

Monday, 10 August 2015

Monday Journals #3


 
 O boy..! it’s Monday again.. #MondayMusings makes me realize, Mondays come quite fast.. with the usual morning, and the usual day at work.

You know, every day when I pass the lanes while going on and off from work, there is this CCD that comes. And every time, I think to stop by, grab a coffee and cookie and then reach home. And then comes the realization.. my all time increasing waistline that is not ready to stop at any cost, the sweet tooth that I have, the odd cravings which are so highly unpredictable that can pop up at any odd hour of the day, and not to forget the billions of calories that I feed my body on weekends.. well all these reasons are strong enough to calm my subconscious down..!! and make go straight to home!

But this Monday evening, while returning from work, I thought enough is enough (anyway, I was famished), I thought, once in a while chalta hai, the only statement that I say to myself when I hop on something sinful and scrumptious..

I enjoyed the drive back home with my all time favorite coffee and cookie..

Does this happen with you while returning from work? Do share..

P.S:- It was there on my mind, so thought of posting it. As it is, that is what Monday Musings are for, right?

Till then..

Happy Reading

Cheers
*Linking it with MondayMusings and MicroblogMondays*

Saturday, 25 July 2015

Did I hear something?


Behind her she heard laughter, getting conscious if there was something inappropriate behind her back or was it the students laughing at her or was her trousers too tight that made students laugh?! She could think of all possibilities, all in one blink of an eye! For the first time she was all decked up, as there was a formal function to be followed. The moment she entered, that mere look, those astonishing eyes, said a thousand unspoken words, which echoed in her ears while writing a note on the board! While they were only trying to compliment her!
Linking with Write Tribe’s 100Words on Saturday prompt: A free write using opening lines: Behind her she heard laughter/screaming...

Happy Reading


Cheers

Monday, 6 July 2015

Blogging 101: Day 1- Introduce yourself


Hello everyone. I am teacher by profession, blogger by choice. I am from India. I love my work. I enjoy interacting with the young talent our country has. It gives me great satisfaction after every class I take. Sometimes it does get handy, but it’s totally worth it. I love to interact with new people, make random conversations. I like reading and I am crazy about adventurous activities. It gives my body a severe rush of adrenaline when I hear the term. Thrilling I find it. I love my family and friends very very much and I can do anything for them. Relationships matter the most to me.. more than anything in the world.
Blogging was an alien term to me a couple of years back. I accidentally discovered a blog and started reading it and continued it for the next 72 hours! It was so fascinating. Expressing everything that you have in your mind on your personal space! The URL would be what you wanted it to be like, the pictures, the writings, those million forms of expressions.. it gave me the feeling of a star initially! I never really thought of doing it for myself, until one of my dear friends pushed me to. I was very irregular in the initial years, but now I try to update it as much as I can. I do used to maintain a journal before, but blogging is exciting! It gives you so much motivation to move ahead, do better with every new post. Plus, interacting with so many talented people, staying connected with them is like cherry on cake :)

My blog is about how I see the world.. my observations.. things that exist in our society, my feelings, my take on relationships, it’s all out there in the form of poems, fiction, short stories, haikus, etc. The idea is to get connected with the readers and share my thoughts with them.

Hoping to get connected with all the awesome bloggers on the web.
What’s your story? Feel free to drop in

Linking it with Blogging 101
                         NabloPoMo July 2015
                         #Monday Musings

Happy Reading

Cheers

Monday, 29 June 2015

#Monday Musings 1


I was all set to join work this Monday morning. Thrilled probably. It had been a long time while I was away from my work. An emergency had arrived in my family, due to which I had to take leave. Everything is fine now and under control. Last evening also, I was delighted by the thought of getting back to work. I was missing it obviously. Smile on the face of my students, the positivity I get while enter the class, the joy of solving the queries and making them laugh sometimes, so that the subject doesn’t gets overboard! Everything is special and has become a part of me. That was the reason why I wanted to return by Sunday evening, so that I’m able to return to work ASAP.

But that wasn't the case on Monday. I got a call from the Institute and due to certain reasons the class was cancelled. My sub conscious wasn't dancing, the way it does every time after hearing for a cancelled class, it was staring at me probably, in anger! I tried to convince her that I had other pending stuff to do (like pay bills, organize wardrobes, organize room, organize myself for a change :P) and it took me some four odd hours to calm my mind down! It was indeed a productive day in every possible way and I am happy to admit that whatever happens, happens for good :)..

 How did your day treat you? Feel free to share


Till then..

Happy Reading


Cheers

Thursday, 18 June 2015

It's good to be back!


Back to my blog.. back to writing.. this couldn’t be any better. Last two weeks were crazy. First the guests, then a wedding in the family. Now, those of you who have been reading my blog lately, must be aware of it and the dance that came along with it, and those who don’t know, can read it here. The wedding was super amazing. And so was the city. Yes, it was in Calcutta. My first visit there. And I loved every bit of it. Though it was different than the other metro cities in the country, I liked it. Crowded the place it was and so was its traffic but the street food there, compensated for everything. It was mouth watering and delicious and spicy and yummy!! Mmmmm..
 The evening of the functions, they were fantastic. There were so many people, hitting the stage and leaving their best impression. It was a bit nervous in the beginning for the dance that I had to do, but once the music was ON, all I could think of was to be in that moment and make the most of it. Obviously, I enjoyed to the full. Danced, just the way I always do, without any worries about what would every one think or say? I had to perform and I did.. with full energy and enthusiasm. Everybody loved our performance (me and my SIL) and I was so proud of myself. Dancing with her is kinda raising the already high benchmark more high, when you know you don’t even meet the regular standard levels! And later dancing on the floor, I was simply out of control! The beats, the music, the rhythm, the fun, the people, it was one terrific evening!

The cold coffee that was served was too yummy and I had such a good coffee after a real long time. And so, another SIL of mine (more of a friend though) and me, thought of a coffee competition! Yes. That’s true. We asked the people there, and guess what, they said it’s all finished and the guy who was making the coffee, he too had gone. Both of us were disheartened. None of us have had dinner coz we knew we’d be drinking down coffee. We requested them if anyhow it was possible for them to arrange. But they were sorry.

They were not aware of our competition for sure!

Within a few moments, I saw a waiter approaching me with a glass of cold coffee and my happiness was multiplied ten times.

“Thank you so much.”

“It’s our pleasure madam! We have more, do you want more?”

“Of course I want more. Bring as many glasses of coffee as possible”

“Sure ma’am”

O that moment was so exciting and thrilling! Our competition was a tie but we enjoyed it to the full! That evening was crazy and perfect and perfectly crazy :P.

I missed reading all the wonderful posts by my fellow bloggers, but will do it now. I felt really glad that my friends were visiting my blog and commenting, whereas I was unable to reciprocate. I think that is one thing that keeps one moving in blogosphere.  Had a good break.. and ate so much there. I wasn’t eating actually, I was hogging! My stomach was nothing less than a dust-bin, where I was throwing in all the trash that I had around me and it was all worth it!

What did you do all these days? Care to share?

P.S:  The file size of the video was too large,couldn't upload here.. Sorry!

Happy Reading


Cheers

Saturday, 6 June 2015

Bring it out!


So the activity given in the Write Tribe is fun. I chose a colour and tried to observe all the things that I could see while driving home. I chose Red colour and realized so much of the stuff around us is red. 
Thought to pen them down:

 -  For starters, my car is Red in colour
- All the sign boards were red
- Any major hoardings or banners were painted in red. I think that’s a catch colour. That’s why people use it
- Well, it was outside the hospital as well
- There were so many houses with red as their colour and were so pretty. I barely noticed them!
- Kwality walls ice-cream parlour is red in colour and so is Coco-Cola’s hoarding.

I realized a little late and was about to reach home and thus the list is short. But this activity is really good. It happens with so many of us. We only see what we want to see and notice things which are of our interest. I think that is how our brain functions. 

When writing wasn't really my thing, I simply wrote what I had in my heart without giving a second thought. I was in my high school when I was all aloof. No one in the family to hear me, no friends, and the only friend I considered to be with me at all times was the one who had spread rumours about me, said things which totally broke me! That was a bad period. The only urge that I had in me was to open my heart and bring things out. And I always wanted a secret diary. To pen things down. I made one then. I was scared of writing it initially. I wondered what if someone might read it? What if someone makes fun of me? What if people judge me? What if after reading all of it, they still fail to fathom me? Despite all the horrified thoughts, I garnered the courage to write my heart out.

“Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.”

One day, while I was in school, I realized my diary was missing. I searched it everywhere. In the class cupboard, in the library, in the field, in the court, every possible place. But it wasn't there. I thought I might have left it at home. After school, all restless, in order to  search it, I changed the entire geography of my house, but couldn't find it.
Next day, when I reached school, there were so many girls (it was only girls school), holding pages of my diary, laughing out loud, making fun of me. I was into tears. I’d written about how bad I felt when my best friend chose a classmate over me, I wrote about how hurt I was when my so called friends wanted to make of fun me in front of everyone, when they left me because I was dark than all of them, I wrote what friendship meant to me, I wrote about how lonely I felt. 
And my classmates, they tagged me a ‘lesbian’! I was shocked! I wasn't able to make out where it was coming from and where it was leading. I was too broken to handle all of it. After a few days, I came to know the reason behind the tag I was given. I had written my feelings for my friends, that’s why everyone bullied me then. It was a bad time then. I know it's absurd! But that's how it was! I thought I made a mistake by writing all of the stuff down! I shouldn't have let my heart go like this and bring out what was in there.
But later that year, I met few of the best people in the world. I made friends again. For a lifetime. And I realized there is nothing to be worried about if I want to write things that I have in me. And I came across this wonderful quote, which boosted me even more!

“Be courageous and try to write in a way that scares you a little”
                                                                                 -Holley Gerth
I think all of us have something which is hidden deep in our hearts. It is writing and only writing that helps us bring it all out and relive us from the burden of keeping it in!

This was my story.. what’s yours? Have you written anything that scared you before? Do leave the link of it.


Happy Reading

Cheers

Wednesday, 3 June 2015

Playing with Words


Sometimes when you get up early morning, the only thoughts you have in your mind are “It’s going to be another normal day, just like yesterday”, “Same old routine, nothing new or exciting is going to take place”, and these thoughts seem to eternize and scare you to hell! Such was my today’s morning. I didn’t feel like exercising, I didn't want to go out of my room... I wanted to lay in my bed. That’s it. But that did not happen, obviously. 

While I was getting ready, I got a call from one of my closest friend AR. Just her name, along with her photo brought a smile to me. I wondered what it must be that she’s calling at such an hour?! And I knew it in my heart as well that we both are not able to talk to each other because of our busy schedules (when she calls me, I’m busy and when I call her back, she’s busy), hence the morning call. I was getting a little late, but my heart wanted to talk to her and so I listened to it. Knowing each other’s whereabouts and getting the fact that we both are dying to talk to each other and blurt out every single event happening in our lives, by simply sensing it in each other’s voice was exhilarating! There is always so much to catch up every time we meet (even if we meet every single day!)
It will be a decade this year to our friendship and I really want to celebrate. We’re poles apart. In everything. Still there was something about us that connected us! I hate people who use to quidnunc, and she is the last person on earth who’d do that.  Everything around us was hidebound, yet we managed to break all the barriers and live our life to the full, do all the possible craziness that our heart wanted to! Before meeting her, I’d given up on friendship to be honest. It was a tatterdemalion state for me. I realized and learned a lot many things from my previous friends and AR was the one who helped and supported me in everything. Made me accept the flaws I had and helped me love them and myself!
I have always been a middling kind of performer, but she helped me deliver my best by having me believe that I could! She is one person behind shaping the person who I really am today and I am really proud about this fact. It might be a cliché to you, another common story of friendship you hear from every person around, but not me.
This post is for her. And guess what, that 5 minute call in the morning made my day. Put a smile on my day that lasted for a lot many hours than I expected. There was happiness in my heart. For something. I think the reason was her only!

Thank you so much for everything you've given me! Hope to see you soon.
I’m  sure you guys too have a friend who is close to heart? Do share about them.


Happy Reading

Cheers
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