TEN RUPEE NOTE

                TEN RUPEE NOTE

 IGNORANTIA 

IGNORANTIA is a very popular Latin word signifying IGNORANCE , ignorance which we all are subdued in. 

Paucity of time would not justify the point which I'll make today. My perception following my justification is IGNORANTIA which is followed by few roots.

Stepping out of the house and finding the dull world covered with a thick layer of transcedence and the bright blaze around.
Moving about becoming the hep , watching around people all dressed up from tip to toe , smiling while seeing the soothing scattered Rangoli colours , we conclude its the happy festive season.

HAPPY DIWALI TO EACH. :)

Positively , anecdotes about the festival are true. This pure season is glamorous enough to lift up the dull morale and amalgamating the nooks and corners with prepossessing joys.

BUT...
Before I actually land to where I really have the flight to , I would come on the reason which urged me to ponder and write about it.

Yesterday after my Economics tuition at Paul , I was returning home with my best friend. We were very gladly talking about the festival.
When we reached , I gave a 100 rupees note to the auto guy . He gave me 50 back and I very rudely , without realising said 'BHAIYA MAINE 100 DIYA THA'.
Not noticing the fact that he was already searching to give me back my 10.
When he returned my note , he commenced counting the entire day's earnings when we realised that he seemed quite colourless and dull in this season of flashing colours and brilliantly illuminated lights.

My best friend with a gloomy face said "Poor ya , I feel so bad."

MISERIES AROUND THE WORLD. I started pondering about it but then and there I didn't say a word except for a thankyou which I actually meant.
He replied with a warm welcome which I perceived in a way that he felt proud about himself,  for,  someone expressed gratitude.

I didn't want to give him that 10 rupees note , being sympathetic or extravangantly generous because PITY CAUSES EGO AND I WAS AIMING FOR ACTUALISATION. Pity wasn't fitting in the scene because he could have been capable enough but circumstances and fortune abdicated his to be established future throne.

We both assumed on the part of calculations that after the rent of the auto and fuel , he would be earning around 500-700 per day or less than that or may be nil at days. On an average he'd be earning just 14000-21000 rupees and  we both agreed on a very valid point.
She said "We take 300-400 for school canteen "
"Sanya , one visit of WOW and we take 3000."
And we realised.

I was neither in the scorching heat not in the freezing winds , neither was I engrossed in something vital at that particular point of time . But what made me to NOT notice him or people like them around  was my ignorance which was a result of my obession with my life.


All I exclaimed to my best friend at the point was 'There are so many miseries in the world. Trust me , these are the real problems you got to feel bad about . Our problems still circulate around the teenage floatations.

That ten rupee note would not have given a major boost to his life , it would have instead made him feel shaken and a person who would depend on the cruel world around.
 Sometimes these people do not demand to be offered a significsnt amount of egoisitic aid.
They simply do not demand overwheming  gryatitude .
They just need to be understood and a thankyou would work for that , if nothing else.

That ten rupee note does not mean much but the way it acted proved obessions wrong .

IT WAS WORTH IT.

HAPPY DIWALI. 

-DEVNA NAGI 

She learnt .

                      SHE LEARNT.

Endeavouring to grow a bit different , I become a poetess today gathering solicitudes of worldly association and  the relatable facts of what someone really is.

She had that enigmatic euphoria
 which never subsided or never
self trapped itself in a powerless tube.
 Her atoms were always charged
 spreading ectstacy all around.
She relied way too much
 on people and blindfoldedly
 acted like an open book to all.
She went through rigourous hurdles
Carving way for her existence
Finally someone new emerged
Right from the cocoon
God knows what the cocoon was a part of
Which made her entirely hard

She learnt not to get attached
she learnt not to trust
she learnt not to forgive
she learnt not to bear the pain
she learnt not to care
she learnt to cease worrying
she learnt to get optimistic vibration in her own life
BUT ALL SHE LEARNT WAS TO KNOW HOW TO PRETEND.

She was hard on the outer panel .
She still had the facet of sequestration.
She learnt how to fabricate and pretend.

She found something happening
She found the essence being captured.
She felt it was real.
She felt it was true for she had never felt anything this way before.
But she could not figure out what it was .
She never questioned .
It became silent and now she is
standing on the verge when she is panicking
about the end of it which she unwilling desired to.
Flames were vividly seen with ebullience for it burnt too hight that moment .



Yes her cocoon made her learn how to pretend .

-DEVNA NAGI

DETACHMENT

DETACHMENT from the glittery  worldly relations is inevitable.
Blood relationships and non blood connections are something which are hard to give up on.
Don't we get way too symbolised with people around?
Don't we genuinely associate with the facet of non separation?

If circumstances transform and this brings about a significant change in our lifestyles, then,  yes we can conclude that we were too attached to whatever we have lost hold on.

Nothing is permanent.  Everything is temporary like a faded bubble, which carries magnificent texture,  but disappears in no time.
Let's remove the ambiguity of experiencing the pain and pinching sorrows.
If we do not start this process voluntarily, then forces of nature would come in consideration and do it for us
 Destiny warns but we do not warn our instincts.  Someone has to do it for us ,  destiny being the best of all is advantageous.
Destiny reciprocates.
We have the facet of VOLUNTARY association.  Destiny signifies INVOLUNTARY removal which gives us a tincture of discomfort and torment.

The point is not to stay in isolation,  the point is to understand the vital fact that things and people do exist to please,  but they don't last forever.
When something doesn't have to last for the entire lifetime, then what is the point in torturing one's own self.

People come and go,  they come as reminders,  lessons,  arguments.  conflicting thoughts and warning signals.

But your agility never takes an inverse turn,  it always lies with all your sensations.

Your felicity should have high standards.
Your merriment must be infectious.
Your contentment must be omnipresent. 

SELF INTROSPECTION, RE INTRODUCTION AND INTRODUCTION

Well let us talk about something technical today. Let us use the immensely heavy proforma of technicality including today's facet of 'Self Introspection, Introduction and  Re-introduction. '

When I say 'Self Introspection and Introduction ',  the term 'Self Introspection' is quite relatable and easily understandable. But when I say 'Self Introduction ' I mean it to be a bit distinguished from from Self Introspection.  

Self introduction and self Introspection,  according to me are two varied fields.

When you simply sit,  pondering about the dual effect of your actions,  that is negative and positive outcomes. 

You judge people. But when it's time for internal personal judgement,  that is when I conceptualise it as 'self Introspection. '

For being a  successful personality,  you need to get your dynamism re -introduced to yourself. 

We all have that facet which is responsible for our mood swings,  for our bubble like opinions,  for our continuous changes in temperament.  

Let us get ourselves reintroduced to ourselves.  It's very important.  

Re introduction is basically getting to know your changes and
transformations.  

It's about exactly getting to know what you want and what you have in your mind. 

Well when I say 'ntroduction',  it's basically when you are deprived of yourself in the first place. 

It might happen that you find the source of that smile somewhere else,  you find it in others. But the best part is that attaining happiness is very simple,  for,  you are the only source of your enchantment. 

If you are not introduced to yourself,  do it.  Feed your soul! 

These three aspects are essential for a promising personality.

This is something which is extensively possible for the night owls. Cheers to them,  for I am one of them!  

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IT'S ALWAYS NOT ABOUT BLOOD

No amalgamation of mercury or fusion of any twenty six letters could ever recount my amount of internal enchantment, I found myself submerged in, after the end of such a chaotic yet a perfect birthday.  

That significant unparalleled feeling you get,  when you sit at the end of the day with gratitude and love in your hearts. 
Those uncomparable and unrepeatable souvenirs which strike your head make you feel obliged towards all those who contributed towards it. 

What your family does for you is something you can't ever reciprocate,  to be frank enough. 
What they do for you is something you can't even endeavour to work upon. 

On the same stance,  we have our non blood gems who literally stand on the same burning plane and grab every opportunity to let you sparkle and get that beam,  typically. 


That is when I opine the word 'Friends'.  

At this particular point of time,  when I simply sit and ponder about two situations,  one that of my day,  subjugated in enchantment and the other one of the day when it would be time for a farewell submerged with an ample amount of choking and overwhelmed feelings. 

Not talking about the pent up charged emotions,  I would simply sum up this time by saying one FOREVER GOLDEN LINE :

They are the twinkling stars who would light up your world and your days like no one else would,  they would be the burning anxious spirits who would cross any stretching paths and hurdles for your entitled beams ' 

I am glad to have some great non blood gems in my life who brought my day to an end in a way I could never grasp hold of. 
I am glad to have spent such a day in my short span. 

FIDELITY AND ACTUALITY

ESCAPING THE FIDELITY AND ACTUALITY

Living in this materialized world is a very difficult task.
Living in this fabricated shell all the time is certainly a thing not to believe in.
Living in this glossy world is like living in a dingy environment with lustre painted out around.


Life is a vicious circle. It has a heavy weighted Sac of things our mind firmly believes in and which our heart doesn't want to.

The basic point stands in the evitable statement what we all are running from actualities, from realities,  from responsibilities, from everything we do not desire to believe in.

There are points in life, where the fact is hidden in us deep down, where we know that it is an unattainable possibility and that is the point when we simply sit back and commence WAITING for it to happen.

The tender part of ours doesn't want to believe in it,  unfortunately.

What happens?
We just don't pass time.
We just don't relax and let the thing happen.

What happens then?
We start losing ourselves in the process,  in the sense that we let those feelings overpower us.
Our inner strength starts getting overshadowed.

It's a simple fact that we fail to compromise with.

'If it is not destined,  we won't be get it,  ever,  no matter how much we wait for it re -destine itself. '

I am not referring to any particular situation,  but if you are suffering from it,  you might be able to relate that you too are escaping the fidelity.

Destiny plays a passive role.
Saying is easy,  following is hard,  almost an unattainable possibility, but endeavouring might aid the process.

Talking about all this doesn't make me prone to the negativities of life. But I let them go by saying ' WHATEVER HAPPENS,  HAPPENS FOR A GOOD.'

The point is that running away from whatever X Y Z,  won't enhance the inner peace which is important for an enchanted life.

'WHATEVER HAPPENS,  HAPPENS WITH A GOOD REASON ATTACHED TO IT, DESTINED FOR US SPECIFICALLY. '

Soul to death. Death To Soul

       SOUL TO DEATH

DEATH TO SOUL

Well, today I am going to scribble about something very subtle and something sensitive,  I would rather say 'something HYPERSENSITIVE '.

Today,  I am overwhelmed with  my mingled up and charged feelings. 

'Soul to Death',  today's heart capturing extract would fill each soul with pent up emotions,  emotions which would be discharged in the silhouette of tears. 

For some out there, a tear won't be just an outline but it would be a pyramid of souvenirs,  something so reminiscent.  

I am talking about losing your best friend to death.

Before bringing in the sole reason for writing on this particular topic,  I would like to put up a very very simple question. 

What do you mean by the term 'BEST FRIEND'?

When someone asks me this question,  I simply state that I do not belive in the term 'BEST FRIENDS'.
You must be quite amused listening to this peculiar statement.
Best friends leave.  Soul Sisters don't.  This is that I tell to my already found soul sister.

So firstly,  I do not feel like there is anything as such 'Best Friends .
Your true loved ones are a part of your existence,  a vital and charismatic component of your soul.

Now just ponder about a situation where someone becomes so helpless,  whereally an outcry can be heard,  where the rage can be felt,  rage demonstrating helplessness, where someone loses their best friend cum soul partner to death.

Before expressing my sudden desire to bring up this,  I would like to mention the root cause of this unanticipated urge.
The sole reason is the movie 'Quija'.
Well how would this horror movie provide me insights into such deep realities,  is the revolving question.

1. When Debbie dies and Lane (her best friend) endendeavours to figure out the reason,  despite knowing that it might result in her death itself.
2. When Lane is about to be killed and Debbie's soul arrives and protects her.

These two heart throbbing aspects gave me a natural quantum to talk it out today.

To put in my tender emotions into words,  I would,  become a poetess,  as of now,  for poetry is just like the music of the paradise and ascendency of soothing effect.

I would write it on behalf of my hypothetical character,  Ellie,  who had lost her soul sister to death.

So here,  I present,  trying to implement the art of beautification :



Losing you was always my fear,
For my preferences,  I used to say ' I don't care.'
Our love , Paradise had always embraced,
Our Infinity Bond,  every soul emulated and chased.
But no one could ever be as magnificent we were.
Being amicable,  we knew we were perfect 'Forever Entrepreneurs '.
As I said 'Losing you was always my Fear'.

Against my fear, my urge to fight for it emerged,
My fear and my urge,  they merged.
But death had its fortune.
I would want to be lost by it soon.

For I always used to say,
Being at Bay,
I would die before you,  you sitting next to my grave,
That inch of laughter, for your last moment with you,  you would save.
My last joke would fall in your ears,
As melody,  they would last with you for years and years.


Losing her soul meant
Her diminishing essence and scent,
Losing her to death,
Just took Away my breath.

Like a crumbled ball,
Getting helpless calls,
I sit there rolled up,
Finding out myself and pulling me up
Being at Bay,
I SAY:

Losing her is losing my own Soul.

When I say,  Death to Soul, I mean,  reviving our life,  accouchement, once again to bring back the soul,  so that Lane gets to live with the same Debbie.

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I CAN SEE IT BETTER.

   I CAN SEE BETTER! 

It is sometimes hard to forget some moments,  moments which have acquired a particular typical place.  

Something,  which I call as pervasive, something omnipresent at every successive point of time.

It's like you have put on some permanent sort of glasses full of reminiscence. 

I would categorise this kind of reminiscence under the title ' PERMANENT SICKNESS LEFT AFTER DETECTING UNPREPOSSESSING REALITIES ' 

Well, I mean something very simple and clear. When I talk about 'DETECTING UNPREPOSSESING REALITIES',  I mean encountering a sudden unpredictable transformatio,  wherein situation reverses itself completely and gives a sensation of just the exact reciprocal.

The point is that this situation gives an essence of flashback, flashback of all the experiences, which were relatively unimportant then, but all of a sudden become cherished now. 

So,  now for a moment,  think if these 'REMINISCENT GLASSES'  are put off for a period of time, it would be just so amazing, like so realise realistic.

On detecting these realities, next time, we must try to put off these glasses as soon as possible.  

But on the other hand,  what if we wear never these glasses in the very first place?

It would require less tremendous efforts,  because these glasses are unlike the incognito windows. 

So,  let's endeavour to stay away from them. HOW? 

'HOW' is the essence of this aspect. 

Never feel too much comfortable in any situation or with a particular set of people. 

This comfort might just reverse itself completely.  

Simply I state,  that this might produce  a situation of  'NO MORE THE EARLIER SITUATION' 

Keeping exceptions aside,  memories do flash and you go into the past leading to deviation of inner peace.  

Never get the essence of PERMENANCE,  for everything is temporary,  even the human body. 

So,  if you succeed in the removal of these glasses or if you gain a point in never wearing them in the very first place,  there would be one particular outcome. 

That would be 'YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO SEE BETTER AND HAVE A CLEARER VISION'.  

This vision can never take your glory and happiness away,  teaching you to be jocular and glad even when you are all by yourself. 

' I CAN SEE BETTER' .

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AGAINST THE SIN

                          AGAINST THE SIN !   

Well under the glimmering moonlight , under the gleaming crescent moon, her shine was appearing evidently radiant and her shine was mesmeric and very much tranquil. Her anticipations never turned up against her , always kept her composed and placid , leaving her unruffled soul in fair optimism. 

Nobody that day could question or interrogate the gracious custody of the moon or nobody had any kind of inquisition for the overwhelming beauty of that spectacular device up there. 

Nobody could imagine the beauty seeking crescent moon being metamorphosised into a hollow and pale device.
Nobody had the courage to assume it as a cold and  stormy and lifeless body.
She could not feel the storm approaching , she could not just fabricate a situation of the mourning moon.
SHE JUST COULD NOT.
IN FACT , NO PURE SOUL COULD.
I AM TALKING ABOUT THE BRUTAL ASSAULT, THE SHAMELESS ACT , THE ACT OF DEVILS AND THE MIGHTY HAVOC : MOLESTATION .
I would really like to just recapitulate a fraction of that day's event when Jyoti's soul was torn apart to the fullest. No amalgamation of mercury or fusion of any letters could ever epitomize that day's shattering events , not even Jyoti herself , for its the soul and the inner peace which get abandoned and stripped away.
Let us have an overwhelming yet a very short overview of THE FATAL 84 MINUTES.

Anjana Kashyap (AK, COP): You two came here just for a walk and then decided to watch a movie?
Avnindra Pandey (AP, VICTIM'S FRIEND AND A SURVIVOR ): Yes, we used to come here on weekends. 
After the movie ended at 8 pm, Jyoti and Avnindra decided to take an autorickshaw for Munirka from where they were to head for their homes. 
8.15 pm Jyoti and her friend reach Munirka's bus stand .
The bus was there when they reached and a boy ie the juvenile convict forced them to board the bus. The others pretended as if they were passengers. 
AP : They locked the doors of the bus and switched off the lights. Three men came towards us and one of them punched (me) on the face. They snatched our phones and beat us with rods. Jyoti was trying to help me but she was pulled back by others.After raping Jyoti, the attackers threw us out. We were lying on the road without any clothes. I tried to get up and wave at the moving traffic. Some cars stopped, saw us and left without helping. 

I don't have the capacity to recollect any other vital points , all this sufficed to give me goosebumps and transport me into another world of insecurities and baffled events.WHO ARE GIRLS?YES , WE ARE THE WILD SOULS , WE REFLECT PURITY AND ABSOLUTE SERENITY. WE HAVE THAT NEVER ENDING SHIMMER AND GLITTER. WE HAVE A CRAZY STREAK , WE MIGHT BE OVER AMBITIOUS BUT YES, WE ARE AT PAR WITH ALL THE BRUTAL AND LIFELESS MEN.

A COIN HAS TWO SIDES.

WE REPRESENT A COMPLEX MOLECULE AND ARE TAKEN FOR GRANTED .WE TEND TO FLY HIGH , IT'S NOT THAT WE JUST WANT TO , WE CONSIDER IT OUR NECESSITY , BUT IN THIS TYPICAL SOCIETY, OUR WINGS ARE DISSECTED.WE WANT TO BE INDEPENDENT IN ITS REAL SENSE , BUT OUR FREEDOM IS CURTAILED.WE ARE ALWAYS CONSIDERED AS SLAVES , SEXUAL SLAVES.

WE ARE LOOKED AT AS IF WE ARE SOME THIRST QUENCHING MACHINE .WE ARE LOOKED AT AS IF WE CANNOT JUST WEAR WHAT WE DESIRE TO.WE ARE LOOKED AT AS IF WE WERE BORN TO SERVE THE RUTHLESS MEN.WE ARE LOOKED AT AS IF WE HAVE TO COMPENSATE FOR SOMETHING.

IRONICALLY , I SAY , WE ARE REFERRED TO AS GODDESSES WHO WERE , ARE AND WOULD ALWAYS MEANT TO BE VERBALLY AND PHYSICALLY ABUSED.

I would definitely bring in the point of our dearest well wisher , one of the them MR MUKESH SINGH.
His verdict :

"A girl is far more responsible for rape than a boy,a decent girl won't roam around at 9 o'clock at night.a decent girl won't roam around at 9 o'clock at night.not roaming in discos and bars at night doing wrong things, wearing wrong clothes. About 20 percent of girls are good.If women are not good,  men have a right to teach them a lesson by raping them. And if that happens, the woman being raped has a responsibility to silently accept the assault. When being raped, she shouldn't fight back. She should just be silent and allow the rape".

THE ONLY FIRM ANSWER I HAVE FOR THIS SINFUL MAN IS :

 " BABIES COME OUT OF GIRLS' WOMBS AND THAT IS HOW YOU FREAKING CAME OUT , WELL THE FACT LIES IN THE STATEMENT THAT YOU SHOULD NEVER HAVE LANDED AND MADE THIS PLACE EVEN WORSE. A DECENT GIRL HAS LIMITS OF MOVING OUT OF THE HOUSE , ACCORDING TO YOU. WELL, ACCORDING TO OUR CONVENIENCE THEN , WE OPINE , YOU HAVE SOME BOUNDARIES TOO. STOP MOVING OUT OF HOUSES AFTER 10. AFTER ALL, ITS ABOUT THE DECENCY LEVEL OF YOUR FAMILY. AS FAR AS CLOTHES ARE IN CONSIDERATION ,  I HAVE A SOLUTION, SOLUTION FOR YOUR LUSTROUS EYES. I THINK YOU SHOULD HELP US  OUT , YOU REALLY CAN BY BUYING US CLOTHES. EACH WOMAN REQUIRES CLOTHES AND THEY SHOULD BE RIGHTEOUS AND UNINVITING ACCORDING TO YOU, SO HELP OUT EACH WOMAN BY BUYING DECENT CLOTHES. TWO OF YOUR ISSUES ARE SOLVED, AND THAT SUMS UP THE CONCLUSION THAT ITS TIME FOR 100 PERCENT WOMEN EXCELLENCE TIME. 

WOMEN WOULD BECOME GOOD AFTER THESE TWO SOLUTIONS.
BUT WHAT MATTERS IS THE JUDGEMENT OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER. SO WHAT IF WE SAY 'MEN ARE HORRIBLE OR NOT GOOD ENOUGH '. BRUTALLY I SAY SHOULD WE COMMENCE RECIPROCATING WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN DOING UNTIL NOW.
AND THAT IS WHEN I WOULD LOVE TO BRING IN THE RESPONSIBILITY ASPECT OF JUST ACCEPTING THE TREATMENT SILENTLY WHEN I EXAMINE THE PERFORMANCE '.

 

She desireD to vamoose from those jocular imprints but there she was with the weapons of disinfiction and evacuation of her contemporary sobriquet 'GLOOM GIRL' 

We have a bright future. Let's not darken it.

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COCOON TO BACK TO COCOON

COCOON  TO  BACK  TO COCOON 

Well, I won't be too long today,  for what I would be writing would be convincing enough for everyone out there and won't require the art of 'Exaggeration'.

What pushed me into writing this one has one and only one reason attached to it and the reason has numerous disturbing methodologies.

Well,  I had an inner voice beating higher than any other prevailing sound.
I had an inner image being visualised again and again, despite zillions of images already there in front.
Those wailing faces all around urged me to take my frustration out.
I can't really pen it down and send it to Mr Modi,  but I can atleast attract attention of some gens.

I am not going to present any examples, instead I can see simply portray my live example.
Well, the Results Day and yes everyone in vain.
Building up pressure, panicking environment, sulking sights,  unfortunate timing.
This isn't the description of a typical 'Result Day'.  It gives appropriate details about the day when Eleventh class students are in a transition mode.

Eleventh to twelfth.


This post is not really about students,  it's about parents,  their physche,  their level of understanding with their children.
The first and foremost step to understand someone, acording to me is to put yourself in the other person's shoes.
I would never say ' Then understand and analyse and take a decision.'
I would rather say 'Just pretend that you are that person, maybe for once.'
The rest of it would fall in place by its own, in the sense,  that it would make us realise the other side's soundtrack too.

Personally speaking, I work hard,  I follow the principle of 'Work Hard,  Play Hard'.
But I guess my results are a bit less comprimising. We need the support but our results don't really aid our process.

I reached home,  blurted out my marks in a single go and in return received a Disappointment Session.
Dissatisfaction session from myself due to cut throat competition and disappointment session from my mom's side.

I have a sincere request. I make an earnest request. A deep request to parents around.
When our dissatisfaction levels are high, all we need is some Encouragement Session and not disapproving scenarios.  No one on this Earth would be lunatic enough to be enchanted to not get high enduring marks.

When we are ourselves worried,  we cannot just go subsiding anyone else's disapproval.

We are human beings,  creatures made by humans.
Who are humans? A specie full of flaws.
Well I was able to flaunt this weakness of mine in  a few of my examinations. My part was to put in efforts,  the another part ditched me.  I never ditched.

Seeing the crying cases,  feeling the competition and experiencing the panick, I opine,  knowledge has no Place. Just a quantitative figure is and would always be.

We emerge out of cocoon to prosper,  flourish and show our glimmer,  but with the hurdles on the way , we fall and get trapped among the indecipherable virtual walls of the Cocoon.

I want to rise but never screech away.
I want to fly,  but I don't want my skyscraper dreams to get shattered.

JUDGEMENT.

              JUDGEMENT!

Imagine, walking in the corridoor with your best friend and somebody just passes by.  'SOMEBODY' has some special stories attached to him/her. 

Well,  did you just ponder about your judgment criteria for that particular person? 

I could reach to the conclusion that the judgement criteria becomes the very specific stories clinging to the name.  

In our lifetime,  we all commit mistakes,  mistakes  that were exaggerated and transformed and forced to take the title of 'SINS'.  

I firmly believe in the fact that nobody is wrong, nobody is at fault under these mysterious circumstamces.  It is just the loopholes of these varying aspects of life.
Well, why I can claim this has a reason attached to it,  a very vital one.
You know what, it is excessively simple to blame someone but when its time for getting targetted and literally accepting the blame, the clouds fade.
Whenever,  strong winds blow and the darkness approaches, darkening the already dark world around, we lose hope, lose ourselves.
We drown,  drown in the drowing winds,  not because we are proved wrong but because nobody could reduce the paucity of understanding and stand by us.
That is how the world is.
People are proved wrong by us.
We are proved wrong by them.
Lastly, KARMA RETURNS.


I am writing all this, scribbling all these unprepossessing situations because I have gone through the trauma,  and I have seen the unclear ruling world.

One day, when things commenced turning up against me, I realised the fact that nobody is ever at fault, nobody ever pursues those ugly realities .
And I can opine it only when I could feel it openly, when I could feel my latitude and origin shifting away.

Karma returns. We all indulge in proving the other person at fault and the vicious cycle misinterprates us.

A person,  whatever did , becomes past.
PEEL AWAY TIREDNESS FOR PRESENT.
FOCUS ON FUTURE.
 But,  past is never forgotten either by the suffered sufferer or the surrounding souls.
Society keeps on being judgemental,  judgemental about the deeds we had done,  which may have been realised as wrong by us, or the ones which might have become opportunistic and avail the benefit of a bad time phase.

People change. Time changes.
A different fragrance can be sensed.
Why are people always judged on the basis of who that person was,  HISTORICALLY.
Why can't that person's inner soul be peeked into at a fresh point of time?
Why are people given the title of 'BEING NEGATIVE'?
Why are people looked upon with this criterion of 'MISTAKES'. ?

Why has an answer,  but not any more further solution,  for, this very much prevailing thing would still have its existence.

That person is unknown, but yes, their mistakes have been parcelled out in a sac in the form of Mistakes.

Why is it typically unethical to do so.
Mistakes are exaggerated.
Mistakes do not prove the internal aspect of a person.
Mistakes are short timed disappointments.
Nobody knows as to what the real description is.


It becomes absolutely impossible for us to  determine our faults,  to determine our wrong intensity and direction.
It becomes ruthlessly unthinkable to even determine if the path we chose was right or not.

Well, we accept the position of being erroneous.
We accept it with great struggle,  and we are reminded of it each moment by thr judgemental aspect of society.
This great struggle results in us blaming ourselves always. We commence underestimating our inner kindness,  we set the balls rolling for undervaluing our goodness.

Cease judging somebody by their past.
Their past one day,  had meant everything to them and all of a sudden,  being at the gun point, everything had been massively destroyed.  The destructive weapon had been put to force and in full motion.
Now,  their past makes them feel unvalued and unfutile.
People change. Mistakes change them. Mistakes metamomorphisize all.
Read it, feel it and sense iT.

Karan Kundra in Gumrah says 'No one is a Born criminal'
I say 'No one ever portrays negativities  ,impenetrable successive points of time take that job well enough'

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Not So Fruitful!

            NOT SO FRUITFUL! 

When,  these words swing in, the words 'INDIAN EDUCATION' get magnified and commence spinning and there goes the 'Intensification Session'.

I am sure that each one of us,  particularly during this time period can relate to all this. 

Let me bring in the scenario which brings all these conflicting thoughts.

Just a week left For  Term Exams and we sit there, simply , gazing at the books pages, very white,  yet very blurr and faded. 

Appearances are definitely deceptive.  

Sitting there, simply pondering about nothing at all. Just then an open ended thought dives in, 'HEY,  ARE WE GOING TO GET ADMISSION IN THE BEST COLLEGE?' 

Not getting it over there would definitely eliminate all the enlightenment and that would mean 'ENTIRE DARKNESS'.  

I mean,  why,  capabilities are not judged?  Don't they provide enough incentives? Why are they not considered the scale of measurement?  

Well, the common answer to this building up chain of questions is
'Because Capacity outbeats Capabilities in today's scenario'.

Capacity of fixing everything in brain.
Capacity to pen down all the fixed up aspects.

Its like, like fighting or convincing the whole  world to pursue you what your real interests are and follow the trace line of 'Hobbies'.
Sounds a bit dramatic but reflects Reality.

I have a very significant question to be answered 'Why do we have to pursue science,  Commerce or Humanities,  even if we have to end as being Musicians?'

JACK OF ALL, BUT MASTER OF NONE.
We are literally taught everything from those mountains to Trignometry.
So many topics to be just fed. What happens next?
Nothing happens with an element of No Creativity.

I mean why can't we just not study more than 100's of merits and demerits of different forms of Government Organisations in Business Studies.
Why do we have to do that, as if Government is proving out to be so extraordinary and outstanding for India?

We rely on our 'CHALK AND TALK SYSTEM ' and precisely on the art of 'EARNING MARKS'.

Formulaes have become much more significant and vital Than Concepts.
Something unbearable is the literal enforcement of Theoretical Knowledge.

Art is the practical knowledge of scientific principles. What are we ultimately focusing on.  ART OR MARKS'?
We study something,  write everything in our absurd Answer Sheet and then get away with all the notions.
These days,  every single thing is done for earning marks.
We all tend to forget everything after we are done with our forcible exams
. Well that's not the fault of any student. Its not OUR FAULT.
ITS THE FAULT OF UNDETECTABLE FLAWS IN INDIAN EDUCATION SYSTEM.
They provide us with incentives for earning high ratings of marks. Incentives in the form of the best college.
Our entire life is based on this phase of time. Somebody has extended talents but won't have a secure future just because he doesn't have the capability to fetch marks.

Well,  one Capability could not nullify the effect of the other one. Aren't we told in Physics that 'For Every Action, there is an equal and Opposite Reaction. '
Well,  this worldwide accepted principle couldn't just prove a simple point.

While writing this,  there came an advertisement where a guy in India is able to  study Accounts and Biology and the location was IIN,  Idea Internet, and we are still stuck on the point of Courses Disparities.  When we can't solve this crisis,  how would we just take crucial steps for Regional Disparities.

Well, a great number of students commit suicide annually,  hope no one of us goes through the same.
Time for a change.
BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT THE SOCIETY TO INCORPORATE.
At this level,  Change sounds weird but change in outlook can metamorphosise its role from PASSIVE TO ACTIVE, SOMEDAY SOMETIME SOMEWHERE, it would bring in a change.

I AM SURE THAT IF  SOMEONE IN THE POLITICAL SYSTEM, WHO WOULD STAND FOR A 360 DEGREE TRANSFORMATION,  WOULD UNDOUBTEDLY FETCH MAJORITY OF THE VOTES OF THE TO BE '18' VOTERS.


THE CONCLUSION ENDS WITH PRECISION REQUESTING TO  JUDGE ART AND TALENT AND NOT MARKS.


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First Blog Month

          FIRST BLOG MONTH 

Before commencing,  I would say, 'Mom Dad,  love you for everything. '

Well, I planned to inscribe something more sensitive and heart touching this time, something that would force the gens to have goose bumps, something that would let the cold reality to be more visible and excruciating.

But today's thing covers up one part but leaves the other one,  for its the time for merry making today.
Goose Bumps arise when you freeze,  freeze with some very strong,  vigorous and intense emotions.

Imagine the intensity of these emotions once,  ponder about the time when you experience this. Time period which has a very short life span but also the time span which gives you a great enchantment session,  gives birth to millions of aspirations and most  significantly, brings that MONA LISA GRIN.

There are varying circumstamces for these sessions to take place. But honestly,  I don't get them very often. I won't exactly be typical and opine that I get them whenever I post something over here. That would be a bit inappropriate.
But yes I have a golden incident,  sparkling moment of 290 views.
I remembe,  exactly a month and a day ago, this time,  I was indulged too much in 'OXYMORON: A BOAT IN DROWNING WINDS ' I wasn't tensed exactly,  I wasn't even too happy. I just felt the power of indulgence.

When I completed,  I broadcasted and simply slept, didn't sleep because I required sleep, but I slept because I desired some amount of surprise,  euphoria and high spirits as a consequence.
The next morning I woke up and found out that people have actually aided my process.  Their process took two forms.  First one was 'Appreciation'.
Second one was 'Letting more people know about it'.

Whatever they did is undoubtedly unforgettable and each one had their due share in making more people know about my blog.

My neighbor,  A Chartered Accountant,,  had made my words read,  felt and understood by more than 90 people.

My aunt, who stays just opposite to my place,  in whose arms I had played day and night , then commenced calling me me MATURE.

I remember exactly a month ago, evening time and I had around 12 people around me,  catching glimpses and glances.  I was technically surrounded by people with overwhelmed eyes and overwhelmed emotions.

The CAKE CEREMONIAL DAY,  if I talk about that day's morning,  even I get overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed with the same GOOSE BUMPS vivid emotions I had experienced, then with full main and might.

I keep on talking about ' INTENSIFICATION OF BEAUTIFICATION '
That day I realised what it truly means.
290 views and almost 2000 now,  long way,  a long journey but definitely 290 is the luckiest.

In the end,  I can just say that what I feel whenever I post something is uncomparable to any other feeling I have experienced till date.

What I write becomes a lesson and a blessing for me,  at the same time.
My words teach me,  spin in my head and foster my joviality.

My blog fabricates my world SUBLIME enough for me to stay with A Thousand Pains for the rest of my years of existence.


It means the World to me.


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You are truly beautiful!

        YOU  ARE  BEAUTIFUL! 

You are beautiful in every sense, in every aspect. 

You have a pure heart,  a pure soul and you are truly independent.  

You have an angelic charm,  and you are truly gem of a person. 

Read those legible letters once again. 

Well, I never said '' All of us have the capacity and capability to recognize our 'Strong' facet, our 'Alluring Personality' 

I have a very simple and effortless,  yet a very complicated shloka 'Stay enchanted and never lose my favourite: Mona Lisa Grin ' even if you are,  all by yourself.  ' 

I have two questions,  or lets say I can frame two very effective questions, reflecting the 'Contradiction Ingredient Or Countenance' 

1. Why is this 'So Hard To Follow' shloka being called  very 'Plain Sailing'? 

2. Even If there is a reason to support the  first part,  why is it then being contradictory enough for the contradiction process of my own statement? 

Well, when I say it is very manaegable and Plain  Sailing,  it actually is and the reason is excessively thinkeable and reasonable. I support it by saying that this shloka can be called simple on the basis of the fact that it brings an equation of peace, of Enchantment,  of 

composure and of peace. 

This makes us more elligible to understand ourselves, to carry on the process of 'Self Introspection ' and this definitely lets us know as to who we are, exactly! 

COMPLICATED : According to me,  if this Mantra is highlighted and adopted,  then,  there would be tranquility and happiness all around but then there is lack of happiness around,  evidently. 

A simple line stated above can bring joviality in our lives but when we look around,  its the opposite and people usually feel a bit uncomfortable while getting out of their deep sad zones,  so definitely 'COMPLICATED' is the right word. 

We experience glee,  we laugh,  we smile and we express our felicity.  

I have a question again. 

Just rewind and ponder as to when you are mostly happy? 

I have a point against validity of happiness.  We are joyeous mostly when people are around,  our loved ones. 

The most important part comes. 

People leave and our contentedness leaves too. Simple but true. 

Its very natural to feel loss of positive energy when somebody so close leaves. But then Positivity should not drain for forever. 

It should return, revert and get back to the place where it should be,  in one's mind and heart. 

We are not in a habit to be glad and merriment,  when we are LONELY.  There would be crisis when people who had to stay till death would leave. 

Who would be there with us then?

Ourselves. 

Our Positivity

Our righteous conduct

Our High Spirits

Our blitheful portions

Let me give you an example. 

I was in my class, when one of my classmates came with a very heavy expression on her face.  She was never that close to me or something,  yet I asked her just twice and she opened up fully. Like an open book,  her facts were straight in front of me. 

One of her friends commenced behaving weird with her all of a sudden and she started assuming that everything is taking a backseat in her life. And then I realised that I could identify my past characteristics with her present ones. 

Till what extent can we chase someone else? One day we would get tired,  sit and say ' I don't care. ' 

Why can't you enjoy your own company?  After all,  you have spent more than 16 years with yourself now.

DO NOT DELAY THAT MOMENT' 

Keep repeating. 

'I AM BEAUTIFUL,  I AM TRULY BEAUTIFUL '

Continue with your 'MONA LISA GRIN' always.

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Charismatic tour of 14 years

                   SCHOOL  LIFE 

               The Magnificent  Era.

I was pondering as to what to bring in today and I was utterly confused. 

Just then I read something so beautiful that I  had all my charged emotions right in front of me.

I imagined all those breathtaking moments actually happening in front of me.

One fine day,  we would just be lost in our busy schedules and chained up in varying circumstamces when somebody would randomly find one of our old photographs and ask "Who are these people standing next to you?"

Do one thing, just imagine something of this sort actually taking place,  somebody actually coming up to you and asking you this and you very plainly reply " These were sometimes the most spectacular people of my life,  with whom I have some of the best memories still registered somewhere in the corner of my heart and mind. "

I can imagine myself giving such a marvellous answer. I am using the word MARVELLOUS  for  those cherished times, times which allowed me to have that never ending'MONA  LISA ' grin. We all spend full 14 years of life over there and 14 years is quite a lot of time to recharge your 'SOUVENIRS BAG' and carry it forward for the entire lifetime. 

Last night,  I came accross some pictures of the 'SCRIBBLING DAY ' put up my some of my seniors.

Okay,  when it would be time to leave the renouned walls of our school builiding and we all would be utterly overwhelmed with love and affection for each other. 

If I commence writing about the brilliance and essence of school life,  it would take me years to do so. Not because I do not have words to do so but because emotions are too tender to be spread and unfurled  over here. 

It is beyond my capabilities to analyse each bit of this glittery SCHOOL LIFE. It is beyond all my forces to scribble about all the remarkable and enchanted junctures.

Let us talk about this Scribbling Day.

Would this day have been all about scribbling prepossessing qoutes or was it also about weaving contemporary memories?

Would this day have been just about those 100 pictures or would it also have been about millions of perfect moments captured for entire lifetime? 

Would this day have been all about those innumerable laughter sessions or also about the most beautiful moments, and the mere thought and their rememberance of which would solve our crisis and bring back those MONA LISA grins.

  

Would this day have been just about some promises to stay together FOREVER 

                          OR? 

Well, reading this would have already got shimmer like aspect on lips,  because while reading this,  you guys would be opining and completing the statement  "And we are going to stay together Forever. We are going to fullfill our Promises. "

And now activate your third eye viewing something of a distant future, its about the far off vision time of some mesmerising time.  I call it mesmerising and ravishing,  for,  I see myself fullfilling my promises and spending my life with same spectacular people. 

Well, did you get conflicting thoughts too, revolting thoughts about the people whom were someday given 'The most Important People' title and the title which was someday overthrown? 
Well, they somehow someday made you smile and giggle, so  just get back to them once,  for there should be no regrets,  when you look back at the current point of time from years now making it as clear as crystal :)), 

School life is the best phase,  is the supreme of all odd and happy hours. 

And these odd and happy hours are enlightened by the people in it.  Never ever forget these gens, for they had made one fourth of Your life And vividness more vivid and sparkling. 

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MOVING ON

                 '   MOVE ON  ' 

Well,  let us talk about a very very essential part of our lives - the factor of moving on. 

Well, discontentment must get hidden in some well which vanishes subsequently and never reverts with its not so amusing appearance and content.

MOVING ON:  a very very strong and significant aspect of life.  

Sit down while reading this and go deep in your thoughts somewhere,  dig up your past for the last time and just commence pondering. 

Think about how your life was and how it is. Do not go into intrigate details or any kind of re-construction of the scenario,  just compare and contrast different moments. 

I am sure that your conclusion might be opining 'My life is better now.'

No issues on the point that you have stitched yourseld back and it is just better or rather perfect now. 

Even that is how my life is now. Some months back,  I had to come out of my fits,  and not fake a smile but rather endeavour to construct a new one genuinely. 

Now get back to the process, process odf how you came back to the point of your origin. It was hard.  No. It was as painful as death is. Losing the people whom you imagined to be with you forever is as deadly as death is. 

Let us draw a line  of similiarity between death and life. 

Death: People who were to be with you till eternity leave you digging up hollow spaces.

Life: People leave you while being in front of you. 

Let us list the things what are gone and lost at this stage :

1. Peace

2. Friendships

3. Relationships 

4. Love 

5. Promises

6. Confidence 

7. Life comes to a hault.

8 Loneliness (we gain that)

8. Loss of hope

Etc Etc and Etc.

We drown,  drown more and drown further. Nobody to protect us,  just we can do that for ourselves. 

What would your 'Sulking Capacity' do?

1. Bring back the person? 

2. Bring back your old life?

3. Bring back your confidence?

4. Lessen your empowerment of Overthinking? 

5. Boost up your confidence?

6. Enlighten it up all again?

The unanimous answer is NO.  I am sure you all must be agreeing with it. 

One fine day,  you would start feeling yourself in such a mess, you would realise that the chaotic stage has no end now, you would actually start disliking you and your internal strength would be then drained. That day would be the worst. 

Stitching up a torn cloth and fixing up broken pieces again is next to impossible. 

Wait I said 'NEXT TO IMPOSSIBLE ' and not 'IMPOSSIBLE'

There are people out there who would never even dare to leave you. You just have not discovered them yet. But they do exist and that is when you say 'My life is so much better now.' 

Keep Smiling and wait for nature and God to take their time. 

Someday,  you sit and those souvenirs just flash,  what next? Stop by them and smile because they somehow someday made you happy,  someday got that grin on your face. 

Move on. 

Something sick you find? 

I have a Mantra: THROW AWAY THE SHITTY BAG. ' 

I have taken a few resolutions for 2k15. And I actually follow them,  for I cannot afford to be a victim again. 

1. No Negativity. 

2 Just Positivity. 

3 No assumptions.

Smile. :D 

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Empowerment of Overthinking.

  Empowerment   of    Overthinking

So,  today, I am going to talk about 'Overshadowness of Overthinking.'

I know people have this habit and who are reading this would quickly associate themselves with me, for I am one of their kind.

Overthinking is like a silent killer. Silent killer of confidence,  Silent Killller of one's own personality. 

It must be vague amd bizarre when I refer it to as 'Silent Killer'.  But I can make it reasonable and clearly understandable.

Overthinking basically refers to a trauma stage wherein people repeatedly think about the same situation and land themselves in ' GUILT  PRISON' 

I have two live examples to justify my statement fully. 

But I guess  one would be so elaborate in its approach that it would suffice and act as a validate for my point. 

A girl,  who now cherishes each moment of her life and lives as if there is no tomorrow,  sometime ago used to land herself in trouble on a daily basis for some or the other reason.

She was in her darkest hours at that time and that time was crucial,  for,  it was based on how well she handles it,  basically her decision making power.

Well, Forever can become a lie and people leave even after their uncountable promises. As far as my diagnosis is correct,  she was suffering from this 'Forever Trauma'.  

A fight, and she could not cease thinking,  her tears running down her cheeks and a wrong decision. 

Yes., Overthinking leads to wrong decisions. Sometimes it is significant to give back people the same or maybe the 'Silent Treatment' but Overthinking gives you emotional impulses to erase everything from the memory and forgive and be together again. 

Wrong decisons,  more chaos. 

That's it (though this is something very big)?  

No. That's just the commencement. 

Overthinking - lack of decision making power - chaotic decisions - trouble - you are proven guilty. 

You do not take correct decisions in this game and you are proven guilty, maybe you were never wrong for the things you had done in the past,  but you are,for the recent thing. 

And remember,  that's the Summing up Part.

Later on,  the girl moved on,  had a new life,  metamorphosised by her best friend.

But whatever she did,  she used to be very very self cautious so that it does not turn out to be her fault once again.

A wrong turn,  for example,  a close friend not talking to her or behaving absurdly,  and she feels the drained confidence and starts self interrogation to check If she is right or wrong. 

Yes,  that was Me. This was one of my chapters.

I thank my best friend,  rather my soul sister and my mom for forcing me to cease using this tool of Overthinking and I am an amazing person now. 

Though I still realise this facet in me sometimes,  but less than before and moreover,  I am endeavouring to keep a great y command over it so that the sobriquet of 'Gloom Girl' does not stick to me. 

I have justified my point. 

I brought in this topic,  because when I started with my book and I was utterly confused,. I remember an old friend (Forever Trauma one) saying ' Write what you feel. Do not fake it.' 

I mentioned about putting up a topic quite interesting and Conflicting in my last post  but some recording part is left for the same.  So next or maybe next to next time. 

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Happy Ending

               HAPPY   ENDING

Well, it all commences with beautiful and radiant moments.  But,  do not forget,  its just the beginning which might lead to the ending of the Era soon. 

Yes,  today I am going to talk about 'giving up' and 'getting over'.  

Whenever, I hear these words 'getting over',  I get a bit overwhelmed.  

You share some of the best moments of your life with some people, moments which might be still registered somewhere in the corner of your hearts. But the people might have left,  even when they had promised never to.   

That's when we start thinking that it's the ruined end. 

Wrong,  the gut feeling is. It is just a part of 'ups' and 'downs'.  It is the ruined middle part and not the ruined end. 

Because we always have the happy ending. Always and always.

I have experienced  it for months and even I started considering that time the deteriorated one, and that's when my bond with my best friend became the forever one,  because she pulled me out of it,  transformed my negatives into my positives while still letting me be who I am. It gave the best part of my existence and I derived positivity out of negativity too.

- HAPPY ENDING

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                     HAPPY BLOG START DAY 
                                                    

So , today I would be very simple in my approach. i would talk about something  very simple, yet the most comforting and soothing : 'SMILES OF YOUR LOVED ONES' .


No amalgamation of mercury or fusion of any letters could ever recount the souvenirs fabricated today.
I could feel the vividness just by that spark and shimmer in the eyes of people whom I love.  I was talking to a friend last night when I expressed my fear of my blog not being read and I actually made an assumption of it  happening.
 But today when I saw those broad smiles  , I felt like I was on the PARADISE   OF   EARTH : THE    ENCHANTMENT  SESSION   OF   MY   PEOPLE.

I have a rectification lens which says that I didn't only see those smiles but FELT them as glittering grins on my own  face and the very next moment , my fear of this blog not being read , just passed away . It just dug itself somewhere with a guarantee of never returning.

I celebrated my BLOG START DAY  today where it was all about me and my excitement , leaving me in a state of expressing myself in the form of  MONA LISA grins .

This BLOG means the world to them and to me too.

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-   DYNAMISM OF LIFE WITH THE PREPOSSESSING FACET. 

                      OXYMORON 

                A boat in drowning winds: Life

  Life is an oxymoron.
 It is an enormous rattrap.


 At the same moment, it has the might and main of pouring in the factor of completeness and enchantment.

One viable moment can use its weapon of overpowering our life with discontentment and dissatisfaction. The very other moment,  life becomes all about intensifying the might and main of beautification.  I firmly believe that for life,  we can use the poetic device of personification.  The way humans use the power of ‘hatred’ and ‘love’,  life uses the weapons of ‘ups’ and ‘downs’

The conclusion has been analysed and it now opines ‘ GRACIOUS HELVES AND PERKS OF LIFE'.