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.