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That old bag !

  That old bag ! Things are quite simple...we make them complex... I wish so, but everytime when I am at the verge of solving those riddles which life puts in... I somehow taken back to the avalanche of bewilderedness. The inner voice of mine says that things can be complex but yes, they can be handled simply. In the present it may look like if I don't do this, anything could happen, may be my whole life could be at risk....but eventually with time like after couple of years, we realise that nothing much could have happened if I haven't done that. That old bag full of "If I would" or "If I wouldn't "  is stiched with the complexly ginned threads of ifs and buts. The bag is so heavy to carry for the inner child in me. Perhaps we could cut down these threads and allow the pent-up emotions within the bag to gracefully spill out.....                           Written by a child in me....

A window to the past

  For others I may seem to be the same individual but somewhere deep inside I knew that a part of me is lost.. I was trying to figure out what's it since months but I wasn't able to. I have tried meditation, music podcasts but nothing was touching the line, then one day I dropped my phone and picked one of my favourite book (hard paperback) .  As I was diving deep down the passages I was witnessing a light at the end of the tunnel, like I was getting closer to myself. I was about to finish the book after six hours of continuous reading, at the last page I started crying like a kid, it was an avalanche of tears, this was not what I was expecting. I still don't know what it was, after completing the book I realised that now I am holding the hands of that part of me which I thought I lost. It was not the book as I was not reading it for the first time, but then what was that outburst ? I am still not very clear but it could be the inner child in me who was fond of reading, but...

Exploring myself

  Extraordinary Failures We often come across success stories of great personalities but what is the reason .....why we tend to read those stories? Have you ever wondered....the straight answer is their failures...Yes the reason for a great success is a great failure.....the more difficulties one faces in his/her life the more strong he becomes and the more convincing his story becomes for the media to publish and for us to read... right ?    Do you know why we like to read about such great humans ? We read them because somewhere we try to relate ourselves....connect ourselves to some part of their life.....but you know what , you can never connect with somebody until you are connected with youself....inspite of reading about other's story try to create your own.... may be  you yourself are such a person who have faced a lot of hardships. ......even more than the famous heros whom we adore ........so  whenever you are stuck in a complex situation ..just calm dow...

Let's peep in

  Outlining the Blog Remembering my childhood ❤️ .......during this Halt state ( This is my word for lockdown ) .....always brings a smile on my face ; but I was thinking that why am I weaving the threads of my present to my past in every single second  ..... I realised that "vaisa hi sab kuch ho gya hai ....no rushes....no panics...."  back to my childhood we just love to have every meal with our family but from the past four to six years... things have been changed quite pacefully.....everyone was in a hurry ....hurry up for school hurry-up for college...hurry-up for the future......but what is the need to hurryup ????  In the race of professionalism every single human is dying to win but what about the family...its pure love with no terms and conditions ? It's human nature to take things for granted until and unless one has to pay for them....for the sake of fake affections aka professionalism..... emotions have to suffer.....these all things might sound childish ...