You don’t know how much you’re loved.

You have a life someone wishes for, you have those looks someone envies and everything someone dreams of. In your own unique way, you’re special. You might not have known but you’re blessed. You shall regret, you shall cry and then there might come a moment you can’t wait to say goodbye to this mighty world but dint you realize; someone out there loves you more than this world.

How our lifestyle has changed from generations is known by us but what we fail to accept is how time has changed our conscious mind and leaded to negativity. This negativity has lead us to all the monetary gains, to greed and to gloominess. In this race we are running, the dreams we are dreaming; we forget that in spite of all the bad happened…there has been good too. We just prolong the sorrow and shorten the feeling of ecstasy. It’s high time we accept the fact that we shall face serendipity as well as misfortune; the question is how to handle oneself in such circumstances.

We never appreciate our life at present circumstances; in fact we humans have the tendency to criticize everything around. Criticism and envy to such an extent that we cannot see someone else happy. That’s one reason to the endless crimes, suicides and violence in the society! We keep demanding and these demands have no End. We fail to attain the first reason to happiness- Satisfaction! Coming back to the point; earn as much as you wish for, in the end all you’re hungry for is Love. We are social animals hungry for someone to care; somebody to love. But the present generation has a contrasting view point towards love; wanting love from their parents in form of gifts, love from being in a relationship and favors from friends. If you have it, you’re lucky enough and if you don’t; there’s nothing to crib about.

If you feel unhappy about something, think about those who aren’t privileged like you to get a better family, friends, good food to eat or a place to sleep. Life isn’t fair to all. Karma plays its role and in spite of having everything at a moment, you end up losing it. If you feel unloved just because you haven’t met your Mr. Right, well many women lose their sons, husbands and brothers in tragic fights worldwide. But their family is still living with subtle pride, that their son gave his life for his country.  If you’re planning to runaway just because you were cheated by your lover or have some petty family issues, think about someone who lost his mother because of a deadly disease and is fighting for his life in the hospital.

We keep talking about social service and visiting orphans, old-aged people, handicapped and other disabled people; but behind everything we do.. The lesson one should learn is forgotten. All of us shall face crises; whether financially, mentally or physically… But the one who manages to stand up and Live this life is indeed a Winner! You came in this world to make a difference in your own little way. Don’t let trivial issues force you to give up your life. You don’t know how much you mean to someone until they lose you. However you are, whoever you; someone loves you for being ‘You’. Whenever life tries to knock you down, stand up to your feet every time so that the bitch knows whom is she messing with. Don’t let a short phase of melancholy depress you; as they say it ‘It’s the darkest before the dawn’. And Of course you're loved; You just don't know it yet!

Mommy, I love You!

We have become acquainted by the recent trend of celebrating days based on various relations, therefore; today being the International Mother’s Day… I have got something to say. A feeling every daughter has and the strongest bond every child shares, though my story is slightly different. She is miles away right now, and I don’t even know whether she’ll read it. But this is the smallest thing I could do, to convey my love for you. Thank you for this day Ma. You gave me life, what more could I ask!

I might not have been the best daughter my mother could have,

But certainly my mom has loved me for who I am.

She never said she wasn’t happy,

Every time she wanted me to get better.

She has been the first one to criticize me,

Only reason being because she knows my weakness.

A little stingy in humble praise,

Like she knew I wished to make it to the stars.

A savior I came across and

An Angel who taught me to look up against all odds.

She made me savor every bit of my childhood

Those are just memories I miss now.

The times I cried, the times I smiled,

She’s always there to hug me tight.

Cautious she supervises, cares and carves me,

Like a sculptor carving a sculpture in a stone.

A role-model and perfectionist in herself,

She always inspired me to be like her

But I was just born as her replica,

Never could I even be close like her

I know we have had our bad days,

We fight we argue and I know I have been bad too;

But through the end of life there’s just you

To love me endlessly when I come back to you.

Because You gave me the beautiful gift of life

And in no birth could I have anything to repay You.

Catharsis to the most prized Possession!

The immediate urge of acceptance has lead me to sudden pessimism; and to that extent that I fail to look at myself in the mirror; to look with sheer confidence in the eye and the fear of self-doubt about my own conscience. Writing has always been the only way I tend to share how I feel; my words convey my emotions and the only way I can express. It’s the closest thing to me because there is nothing else that defines me.

The initial stage when you start writing is during those juvenile days in school; when you pen down those silly incidents in your diary or when you step into your adolescent period when and are pretty confused how everything is changing at a pace you can’t match. However; writing is an enhanced form of ‘Catharsis’ in literature, meaning the vent out of emotions. You can write when you want to cry out so loud but you’re afraid to show your weakness; you write when you’re happy or sad; you write in your low or high spirits and the most beautiful thing about writing is besides sharing it with your diary or laptop, it still stays with You.

For me; it was those memories I was making during school days that I wished to pen down forever; the silly fights and the unforgettable days with my best friend; the times I broke down in tears when I lost something, that then mattered the most to me and the uneasiness I felt inside that I couldn’t share. Now or Then, my love for writing shall remain eternal. Certainly the times have changed, the reason I write has changed and so have the writing patterns. But it shall forever be the most precious thing I own. It wasn’t in my blood or the people I aspire from and I never read too many books to write, it just came from within.

Whenever I pause for moment thinking about my career, my future and the life I wish to live- It has been about dreams to fulfil. I wished for luxuries, success, fame and money like everyone else; but my priorities have changed. More than a successful life, I wish to live a happy life. To proclaim happiness through the mere feeling of satisfaction; by simply making my passion- The sole source of everything I want to achieve. I shall choose to walk through the path everyone rejects because of the conventional method they have been following for years. 

I never said money doesn’t matter; you need it to survive in this world. But running behind the sheer pleasure of earning so much, don’t forget that It’s the little things that give you inner happiness. That kitli ki chai in the first monsoon shower is always better than that of some five-star hotel. It doesn’t take much for at least giving it a try and to do something different; especially when you have it from within. We do make mistakes, fall more often and fail to accept criticism positively; but it shall only make Us better than who we are. I do get a crazy thought to stop writing, divert myself and attain as many degrees, but then it’s just a mood swing. One just needs a break and then start with a new spirit. And for all those who love writing like me, please never stop. We are among those few who let laymen empathize and connect the reader through what we write. We hold the Pen- Our mighty weapon and someday, We shall create a revolution! Keep writing.

An Angel in my life :)

It’s like I have had this dream for more than a decade, and now it has finally come true. There is a new member in my family, someone new to take care of, someone to love. Within days, he has become so important me. He was awaited for a pretty long time and since he is here, everything seems complete. Like he is the only one I care for, a new member who's now My First Priority! Nothing seems more important when it comes to him.

The moment I looked at him, I sort of fell in love with him at the first glance. His tiny eyes that melt your heart, little hands I hold and a sleepy head; he is adorable. And when I took him in my arms, I was overwhelmed. He seemed like my own little baby. The way he looks at you with those cute big eyes, there is no way you couldn't fall for him. And then the way he just fits right in your lap and goes to sleep, Ah! Like a cute little soft toy come alive. It’s pure love; only you know how it feels.

And as I said it, his responsibilities are no less than growing up a kid. My day starts and ends with him. From every meal to making him sleep, since morning I'm after him. Likewise his name, he's a prize I own. And now, he has become so attached to me that he won't sleep till I sing lullaby to him and won't eat till I feed him. I never knew someone would get so close to me. You complete me. You have suddenly become my little world. And though, you give me a scary thought, that one day you will be gone; I shall cherish every moment till you're around!

Without You !

How hard is it to accept? To accept the change in your life, to accept that someone is gone; maybe for now or maybe Forever! Not so easy my friend. Things change, slowly everything and everyone in your life is replaced. You tend to lose it all, but the only hope that shall keep you going; is something better is on its way. But how long shall you continue to go with the flow? Doesn’t it prick you at some end, with all the time you waited and the patience you kept? Till when shall you let go things, lose everything you had and left with just one abstract feeling: mere hope!

Like those shattered broken hearts, who gave it up in the end; I was one among the lot. I lost those I loved, cared for with nothing in return but the only need of their permanent presence in life. But as they say it, nothing is permanent. They came and left and I lived with a hope that someday someone shall come, who’ll stay till I survive; or as they call it ‘forever’. I waited for someone to come, and now that I lost everyone; I give up.

I have given up faith in Whom the world resides, I have given up hope in every being, I have forgotten the feeling of love and being loved; and I’m only surviving. I changed, every time someone left but no one noticed why I changed; just that I did. Couldn’t someone wait and ask, wasn’t someone concerned? Was it me who made the wrong choices or was I dying inside. But, Karma has its own plans. Something happened, someone noticed; and maybe that someone had come. Maybe he was the One I awaited for so long! 

He said he cared as a friend, I did too. Friendship wasn’t why he came; he came to make me fall in love with him, everyone, and everything and to make me realize it’s a beautiful life I have been gifted with. I was scared from the feeling to fall in love, for every time I loved- I thereby lost. I was trembled by his sore touch, by the way things were going; like everything was about to be something different; something I had never experienced before. If only my past hadn’t frightened me, I would have been His. For once I wouldn’t have faked the smile, for once I would have held his clasp and walked this path of life together.

But i could never keep love. I could never keep someone or let him stay by me forever. One mistake shall bring things back. That one denial has got me here; to the gloominess, to the shiver in my hands, lacking hope and happiness; for it shall never be Me and You- Cause without me it’s just a pessimistic little ‘Me’.. It was always ‘You’ that made ‘Me’ complete.  

Life over a cup of coffee :)

I was born with a different spirit, with a different dream in my mind and chose my own bunch of people. I was born not to be like you, but a different Me. I came across different people; some turned out to be good friends ; while some hated my guts and chose to be true enemies; whereas few never took either of the side. They were there, only to suffice me when loneliness killed me. I could never keep someone forever, because whoever came and left; was only a lesson I learnt in life. Your past isn’t always a part of your present; and your present doesn’t always turn out to be your future.

It’s never about me or you, but a problem all of us share. We tend to forgive ourselves for something we did yesterday but refrain to forget what someone said. We fail to accept someone for his individuality and turn out to be judgmental. It’s not our fault, but the society we have been brought up in; that forces us to choose between the odds. We end up criticizing what one does, even if it’s for good. A profession doesn’t make you who you are, but your soul does. We get biased; depending on the colour, caste, creed, nature, economy or even how one reacts in a particular condition!

Why not accept one whoever and however he is, and make this world a beautiful place to live in? Its only when you accept everyone that you shall befriend the world. When we were kids, we never thought who’s who. We just shared chocolates, fought for silly things, loved ice-creams and cherished moments which now have turned into beautiful memories. And that's the reason, childhood always seems better than the life we live- the life which forces you to be a different person in different circumstances, makes you turn into a hypocrite, choosing lie over truth and being diplomatic over an honest critic.

One major reason behind the suicidal cases including students, youngsters or middle-aged people is the peer pressure. You are forced to be someone you are not, to do something above your aptitude and in that on-going process; you tend to give up. But before you take a step down to give up the life you lead; hold on for a minute and think- Did they come up to face what you have been going through, to face every dilemma, fondle every piece of what you got and admire life in all its spirits? It was you who hid the agony and still came home with a smile just to make sure everyone around you are jubilant.

You cannot let someone judge the life you have been living. You cannot let a third person change your opinion or decide whether you’re a sylph or a slut. Everyone makes mistakes and you don’t end up regretting it; but remember what it taught you. You never choose a book by its cover, a story by its title or a person by who he seems to be. Maybe it’s the circumstances that forced you to be who you are or a choice you made to survive in this society. Never let someone let you down, for you own the smile on your face. You own your life and the right to live it the way you wish. And if criticism hinders you from the path you choose, you give them a reason to be critical and somehow envy you for who you are!

It takes courage to Live your Dream !

We are born in this world to do something different, with a new vision and another mission; but while fulfilling those mere responsibilities, we forget to accomplish our goals and are somewhere lost in the crowd. We got Wishes and Dreams, to make them come to life but are we taking a step forward to Do it? Do we manage to stand up for ourselves, to do what we love and to make our passion-Our career?

There are thousands of dancers, writers, painters, actors but among the lot, who stood up for themselves? Who chose to do something different in spite of the conventional career everyone has been having and end up being one of the plenty flocks of sheep? We listen, we learn, we preach but what is the use of preaching if we fail to implement it? We manage to live with it but have you ever given it a thought, that if you did what your heart said, life would have been so different! A million strangers come and go; they don’t live their life- they just survive. And in those strangers, are lost the few who could bring a change in this world.

It takes courage to face the truth and more courage to confront to someone. Life is never a piece of cake, but it’s only after the hurdles that you finish the race. It might seem tough but what’s wrong in giving it a try.­­­­­ Fame dint walk to the doors of all those legends we know! So get on your feet, stop thinking and take a step ahead to do what you have been dreaming of.

Everyone doesn’t get the liberty to do what they wish to. Sometimes, our family, friends’ society, values, economical conditions tend to influence us; so much that we ourselves get confused what we really want. But it’s a golden opportunity to do what you really love as a profession. If not, the only option is to love what you have been forced to do. Money won’t buy you happiness, but would u care to know your bank balance when you die? Your family comes first, but will they be happy to see you miserable and stuck up in the field you hate? In the end, it’s YOU that matters.

I was among those few who choose to do what we love. Therefore, whether or not I have done something big till now, I still have this hope that I shall be a ‘Somebody’ from just nobody. A human is truly gifted with the boon of expression.. And a writer with the creativity to express what one feels with the write words and essence! From the amateurish stuff to pretty amazing stuff that literally titillates the reader, Writing is bliss for me! And gradually that it gets recognition, I feel proud to be one of the ten people who choose to write, to do what I love and whether or not I might achieve the epitome, I keep longing for the day, to be called a good "Writer".