FEAR

Everybody has a fear about one certain thing in this world sometimes it’s about the most silliest thing on this world like ants and cockroaches or some people have this weirdest fear of death, some are constantly scared of encountering the un existing ghosts in their life or some just scared that they will be beaten up by their parents for any silly thing they do on a daily basis. Some might be scared of facing their boss or some may be scared of facing natural calamities, some of terrorists or bomb blasts. Some may be scared of nights because they have insomnia or some may be scared of days because they have Heliophobia (Fear of sun). There could be fear of driving a cycle or being hijacked while travelling in a flight. Some are feared of losing half a mark in an exam and thereby flunking in the exam or some loosing half mark for cent-um. Some are feared of praying to god, some are scared of betraying god by praying less. A new born will be scared to face the light of this world for the first time and a man in his death bed will be scared to face darkness of death for first time. This four letter word called fear has manifested itself into so many forms and has occupied a major part in every man’s life. Nevertheless like everybody I too have one fear in life. A fear which has constantly shown me the right path to lead this world with determination and zeal. A fear of fulfilling my reason for birth. A fear which has helped me keep the promises I made to myself and to God. The promise being to conquer my world through sheer love and honesty, the constant fear of breaking this promise.

Joyeux anniversaire !!

One year sounds such a short period, but this one year is such a long journey in my life. This is a journey which showed me the real life lying ahead of me. It’s been one year since I started earning my own penny and saving too. It’s been a year since I moved out of the comfortable shelter which my parents, my school, my college had given me all these years. It’s been a year since I started handling real people in my life other than my own friends and surroundings. It’s been a year since I started putting in meager amount of money along with my dad for household expenses.. (Which is mostly getting my own cosmetics, trying out new accessories, trying to set my own style statement!!! :P :P) I’m sure this would have helped my dad reduce his monthly expense to half. It’s been a year since my loved friends from college left me and went across sea’s to start their own journey of life, and as it is rightly said “When you close some doors it also means you are opening other doors.” I also met few of the best people in my life in this one year. It’s been almost a year since I stopped dancing. A year has passed since I stopped worrying about being a health freak, because this IT job demands a lot of coffee, tea, snacks, break, treat, and so on. I am no more the person who used to keep a diet book and monitor what I eat, anything and everything I see edible I indulge in tasting it. Most important of all it’s been a year since I wrote tests and exams, last minute studying has become a forgotten ritual in my life. Well, it’s also been a year since I started writing blogs!!!! So many of you have constantly encouraged me in this process, some have really taken care in reading and giving valuable suggestions every time. One or two have always laughed at me for my attempt of writing blogs, I’m pretty sure many are waiting to spam my BlogSpot the next time I share my blogs with them, nevertheless I love to write and I will keep writing till my heart says to stop. Because,

“We should remember that wherever your heart is, you’ll find your treasure there”-Paulo Coelho!!

Two Thing

World was created by god but why did he create such a massive block with so many creatures in it.
In everything he created he made two different creatures of the the same kind yet distinct in their own ways. They are distinct but still we call them the same kind why? Man and women belong to same kind  yet they are different in almost every aspect, still why did we classify them into the same kind. Lion and a lioness, tiger and tigress, dog and bitch, and so on and on the list goes on.

Wonder why men and women belong to the same kind amidst all their distinct characters it is because they were born in this world to reach the same destiny. We might have different paths to follow as men and women yet our endpoint is the same to find true salvation through love and affection for one another.

One cannot attain this salvation without the help of the other. When we look at the human heart it is made of left and right heart, one cannot work  properly without the help of the other. Both the side of the same heart does completely different work yet their destiny is to constantly keep human being alive.

Just like how one side of the heart creates good blood and the other side removes the bad blood it is the constant effort of both the distinct creatures of the same kind to reach their common destiny. If one fails then it is impossible for the other to attain their destiny. Man and women should work in their own ways to reach the destiny of mankind. Just like how both the hearts work in harmony to remove the bad and bring in the new, men and women should work in harmony, try to understand their differences to bring in new energy into this world.

The two hearts don’t talk to each other they don’t try to dominate the other they don’t try to advice or teach the other yet, they work in a silence, a silence which teaches both to respect the other, a silence which makes one understand the need of the other and they work in a cycle, a cycle which is so perfectly maintained and gives both the heart’s the needed time to accomplish their job. Similarly human beings have our own cycles which involves both men and women, this cycle should be driven carefully giving each of them their own space and time to accomplish what is needed out of them.

Golden age

Writing at least two blogs a month has become a routine, I am slowly running out of thoughts because my life is also slowly turning out to be a routine now. Like every other young Indian who are in their quarter life crisis (in their 20’s) I go to work, slog the whole day, and talk to different people, come back home and sleep. Hardly do I get time to spend with family and friends. There are two different nouns trying to rule me day and night “emotions” and “duties”, it’s not only for me I am sure all of us who are in our golden age of twenties face the same kind of turmoil. Emotion as in paying right amount of attention to our loved ones, and duties as in spending the right amount of time in our work. There are two different worlds’ between our emotions and duties and it is we who have to bridge these worlds so that we feel connected to our real world. As I said this is a golden age for us because we start facing the real world only at this age, but at the same time we are also stuck between our emotions and duties. For most of you or at least all of us have this huge goals set in life which gives us rattle snakes in mind when we think about it, and on the other side this huge amount of hormonal stimuli which gives us butterflies in stomach. We try so hard to perfect both the duties and stimuli that at sometimes we end up getting screwed by our bosses on one side and our paramour on the other end. Apparently nothing much can be done about it, All we can do is try to have a balance of both these world’s and enjoy everything that’s going on because everything has an end and I’m sure our golden age will also end. So, let’s enjoy through all the confusions and mess in our life before this golden age turns into history. 

CHAMELEON

                                                        CHAMELEON

I have written enough about life, the way it is, the way it should be, and people who make my world, sadly every time I write a blog I realize I write so deep. Wonder why, when I talk to people outside I’m so hyper-active, but when I talk to myself by way of writing blogs I talk emotional and philosophical. People say I have a positive energy wonder why I don’t give that energy to myself. And when I say this my sole is confused about who I am. Am I really the hyperactive, retarded girl as I portray myself to this outside world or am I the most serious and philosophically matured lady, who thinks so much about my little known future. Why is it that I have two different characters within myself? Or is it just that certain behavior over rides the other at certain places and at certain times. If so why is it that I’m not hyper at places where I am generally quiet, and quiet at places generally I’m hyper? What inhibits me from being the same everywhere? Is it the people around me?

So many questions keep going on in my mind and after asking so many questions I’m still confused don’t know when I will find answers to these questions. Weird of all I wonder if everybody has such things going on in their minds. Wonder if everybody has such split personalities In them and when I say this I start feeling like a woman with super powers, having capability of a chameleon changing characters at different places. Apparently this sounds evil because a chameleon is always portrayed that way. But, yet I know I’m not as evil as chameleon for, after all I change characters just to protect myself from the different creatures of God around me. Well that way even a chameleon does the same, protects itself from different creatures around it, why is it that a chameleon is branded a cheat. Does that mean when we protect ourselves we are cheats in this world? I think I should stop this blog with this and give time for you people to think about it. Meanwhile I will think about my next topic to pen

photo courtesy:- Pradeep Kumar(Brother)

Birthday- A RED LETTER DAY FOR ONE AND ALL!!!

This blog is going to be one of my most cherished blog ever, because this is the first time i'm actually writing a blog, Now don't panic and assume that I have copied all my other blogs, this is the first time I penned a blog all my other blogs were created in laptop.

So, having said that I made up my mind to keep it as short as possible in order to save papers, and to think of the turmoil I have to undergo to type the blog yet another time gives me horripilation.

Well, on the other day I had a friendly conversation with my friends actually we were planning a birthday surprise for my Anniii. All of us came up with crazy ideas, the friendly conversation apparently ended in a heated conversation. Well, don't worry it is as usual because of Mr.Puli who always has this different perspective about almost everything in life, but, not as different as mine I would proudly say. The moment I said birthday surprise, he shooted out this question "WHY ARE WE CELEBRATING BIRTHDAYS FOR??.  WHAT DID WE ACHIEVE IN LIFE TO CELEBRATE BIRTHDAY?? . BIRTHDAYS ARE SOMETHING WHICH COMES EVERY YEAR ". he asked these questions with such a haste that it sent a shock wave into my head and my brain started to ponder on different aspects of why we celebrate birthday's.

The first birthday we celebrated because our parents spread their joy of completing one year of parenthood. Then what about the other birthdays aren't they still completing a year of parenthood every year, shouldn't we celebrate it??.

All of us are born to complete a mission which god entrusted upon us, we are so busy with this duty that no one actually has time to value their life, value what god has given them. So every year we cross a milestone in completing this mission why shouldn't we celebrate it. People bluntly shoot out questions like  " WHAT DID WE ACHIEVE IN THIS WORLD TO CELEBRATE BIRTHDAY?" for those of you I would like to ask, what do you consider acheivement as, to become the most richest person?, to become a celebrity?, to become a super hero?. Well, achievement is not about these superficial things you attain.

When a man can make his presence at a place cherish-able  when you can bring about smile in the face of a person who is crying at heart, when people who believe in you feel completely protective in your presence, when your hands are always there for those who are slipping down from the rocks of life. when you have the power to change all negative energies around you into positive, that is when you have achieved in your life, and that is what is achievement is.

Achievement is bringing such small things together and making it as a wordly power. If this can be followed everyday, then we are achieving every day in our lives, and if we are achieving everyday I'm sure according to Puli's theory we can celebrate birthdays everyday.      

A KEEPSAKE FOR MOTHER

It’s been quite some time since I wrote standstill, and my life is still in standstill. I realize there is nothing much I can do about it either, one thing I understood in this three months of my life is we don’t have control over everything that is happening in our lives so just live the way it is instead of worrying about it and life seems much simpler that way. Nowadays I look forward for weekends because not only I get off from my usual activities but, I get to do unusual things one such thing is writing blogs. Wonder how I have changed over the years, once a book worm who never used to go out any were, hardly stays in house during weekends nowadays. Either I go out with my companion mom, or my loving friends. Wait a moment when I talk about my mom I just realized how very important part she has played in my life. She has not only been my mom but a good friend, she has taken the role of sister who listens to all my sorrows and worries though she does not know to give any solution for it. But still I like to share everything with her god knows why. She is probably that one person who I can always trust upon, I know she will always be by my side. People say I have a childish charm in me, for those of you it’s from my mom I got it. Married at a very young age, hardly had she lived a life for herself, hardly she knows about the outside world. Her word is always within the four of us. Sometimes, no all most all the time I feel like I’m her mom who keeps advising her on crucial aspects of life, so innocent even at her forties, I really feel pity about her. She is one doll who will dance to everybody’s tune in my house, and even without the slightest haste which makes her a perfect human. So much she does to satisfy all our needs the whole day and the moment something slightly goes wrong it is she who is blamed for and even is scolded by everybody in the house irrespective of age, why I do it myself at times. I really wonder if I will ever acquire her traits, her patience and passion in living for others. But all I can do as of now is to dedicate this blog for her though I know she will not be able to appreciate what I’ve given her now.