Memory lane

Not just any words added to the memory lane,

It is a precious jewel hidden inside a treasure box of the heart's cave,

The clock goes tick tock tick,

And passes another season. 

When we grow tall and big,

And learn to smile only with our teeth,

These words will remind us, 

Of how happiness was only about me being with all of you. 

The innocence of this relation,

Is as pure as that of a mother and a child,

It is shaped with love,

And expects nothing in return. 

The only wish I have today my dear friends,

Is to see you always standing by my side,

Love showers on the memory lane, 

Filled with roses roses in our friendship craze.

For friends that show up for me,

That let me rant and vent a whole book, 

And make sure you know,

It’s always welcome.

That process will all us to be part of our growth,

Who remind me it’s okay to not know the answers,

It’s okay to take time to figure yourself out,

But we all are here to help each other.

Grateful for a friendship that has only strengthened through distance,

For this friendship that’s easy to trust,

And even easier to talk to,

I'm grateful to make you an integral part of my journey.

To consume a stranger with antibiotics like all of you,

Resulted in a beneficial deal,

To get gems disguised as friends,

Even our destinies are merged. 

With increasing distance we are closely packed,

Feels like atoms attracting each other,

Greater the distance, 

Greater the wait to create more memories!

But destination of our destinies is unknown, 

We can enjoy every strant of it,

Physically or emotionally I will be with all of you,

Promise to meet as much as we can till the destination of our destinies!

Random Quote

 Sometime even whispered words can have a responding sound.

Those that hit your heart, hurt your soul and they come around.

So, use your words wisely, for you may have just whispered them away,
But, in someone’s heart out there forever they shall stay.

Happy Republic Day

 भारतीय होना ही इसमें आशीर्वाद है। आपको इतनी विविधतापूर्ण संस्कृति, परंपरा, भाषाएं, त्योहार, आदि कहां मिलेंगे? कई बार इस एकता को तोड़ने की कोशिश की गई है, लेकिन यहां हम अपने शासी निकायों और सैन्य बलों के साथ खड़े हैं और उन्हें आगे बढ़ने के लिए प्रोत्साहित कर रहे हैं।

आज जैसा कि हम गणतंत्र दिवस मनाते हैं, हम यह इच्छा करते हैं कि हम खुद को भ्रष्टाचार, अपराध, स्वार्थ, दुःख, गरीबी, बेरोजगारी और भेदभाव से मुक्त करें।

इस विशेष दिन पर, आइए अपनी मातृभूमि से वादा करें कि हम अपनी विरासत, अपने लोकाचार और अपने खजाने को समृद्ध और संरक्षित करने के लिए सब कुछ करेंगे।

गणतंत्र दिवस की शुभकामनाएं

आइए हम अपने स्वतंत्रता संग्राम के इतिहास से सीखें और यह भूल जाएं कि हम किस राज्य से हैं और बस यह याद रखें कि हम भारतीय हैं। आइए हम एक साथ हाथ मिलाएं और अपने भारत को, दुनिया का सबसे शानदार और शक्तिशाली देश बनाएं।

एक भारतीय के रूप में, हमने JOINT FAMILY CULTURE के बारे में जाना और अध्ययन किया है। संयुक्त परिवार की तरह, प्रत्येक व्यक्ति को खुश और संतुष्ट रखना थोड़ा मुश्किल है; इसी तरह, हमारे देश में 130 अरबों लोग शामिल हैं। इसलिए, हर एक व्यक्ति को संतुष्ट करना काफी मुश्किल है।

सरकारों का समर्थन करें और उन्हें हमारे देश को सर्वोच्च बनाने में मदद करें।

यहां आप सभी को एक बहुत खुशी और गणतंत्र दिवस की शुभकामनाएं।

भारत माता की जय, वंदे मातरम।

Time

 How do I put it? Let us say, I was ignorant of the fact (it is a fact for me, my own reality; and I feel that reality has its own versions.) that nothing happens in this world without a reason. There is a sequence of events embarked on. Endless lives are lived, memories are created and then erased as sand washes away amidst the receding water.

Talking of time, it has been such a powerful illusion. But is it only a journey of finite years that makes us an enlightened being? Or we are merely playing our infinitesimally minuscule part in this prodigious journey that shall help our spirit fulfill its destiny in the truest form.

Then why do we feel attached to materials, both dead and alive. Above all this reality that we so vividly separate from fantasy is so elusive that we never seem to comprehend the trivality of our existence. That is the only reason behind us fearing death so much, because we think that is real. Whereas, our soul just changes its form and moves ahead on the inevitable journey. What would happen if our soul developed attachment to this world and refuse to move ahead? Shall it not wander into the abyss and fail to fulfill its destiny? What is the purpose of behaving in a certain way, loving others, respecting their emotions, maintaining relations and leading an ideal life then? Is not it all a waste? Is not it a form of felony?

Maybe, or maybe not! Because then you shall be derailing your soul off its path while your purpose is exactly the opposite. It is to give impetus to this cosmic odyssey because you, as a human, possess the ability to mend and amend the path more than any other life form. Vedas have it that there are around 8.4 million life forms and soul wanders from one form to the other with a sole purpose of meeting its fate which is ideally to lose all forms and merge with the universal energy.

I am still ignorant of reasons for most of what is happening in my life. One thing is for sure though, there is a higher force working out there. I am bound by my karma in the same way as we all are and we have to fulfil our destiny in this limited time that we have, so as to reach our final destination and rest in peace.

If not anything else, this realisation makes me feel a fearless doer!

Fab Bag January 2021 Unboxing Review

 Hey My Lovelies,

Today I received my Fab Bag for the month of January 2021, the first bag of the year. In this blog, I will not be briefing you about what Fab bag is and how much is the cost. So, this month there was no makeup or skincare choice. Every one will receive the same products but probably random shades. The theme of this month is Re-Set January Fab Bag. Lets start with the review.

 When I received the package, as I unboxed it. I saw 1 tin box and the Fab bag.

 The tin box is the star product of the month. It is a set of 4 liquid lipsticks from new brand called C2P Professional Makeup.

The lipsticks in the set are the most commonly wearable lipsticks. There is 1 Nude shade, 1 Red, 1 Fuschia and 1 Berry shade. Each bottle has 2.5 ml of product. The entire set costs Rs. 1199. Lets talk about each shade separately.

 The shades are namely, 01- Tranquil Brown. It is a lovely Earth-Brown shade.

It is a nude colour that would suit each and every skin tone perfectly. The 2^nd shade is- 02- IMMORTAL RUBY. It is a lovely Ruby Red shade. 

The 3rd shade is 03. ARCTIC VINEYARD.This shade is more of a bold berry shade, which is usually my most favourite.

The last shade is 04 LUSTROUS FUSCHIA. A lovely royal Fuschia Pink shade which is wearable by any skintone.

Let us talk about this month’s pouch. Fab bag pouches are hands down of the best quality. This time I received a copperish coloured leather pouch which had a 180 degree zipper, which means that it can hold a lot of makeup ; including the tools. It is easy to carry, open and use. The zippers of fab bag pouches are really of A quality. It was in 4 different colours. Each subscriber will receive a random colour pouch. Well, in my case; I received the Brown one.

Coming to the 2nd product of the fab bag and the 1st product that I saw in the bag, it was a nail lacquer from LA ROY. It is called the HOLO ME GOOD HOLOGRAPHIC POLISH. The shade that I received is called CORPORATE HOLO. Its a lovely Copper nail paint with Golden shimmers in it.

The cost of the nail paint is Rs. 499.

The 3rd product in the fab bag is a night cream by the brand VOTRE. I have already used this product as I had received it in one of my earlier bags. It is very light weight, highly moisturizing. It has a mild fragrance. The price of the product is 699.

The last product of this month is a CUCUMBER and ALOEVERA GEL from SKINLICIOUS.

So, that was it from the Fabbag. I am looking forward to use the lipsticks as well as the Cucumber gel. Take care. Bye… Follow this blog for more reviews and ratings.

The stuff that dreams are made of!

How strong I am and yet so fragile.

How unaffected I am and yet things find their ways back to me when I sleep cutting myself from the world. 

They knock me and scream inside me until I wake up to rescue myself!

I wonder what dreams are made of or nightmares are. 

For each day I fear to sleep, knowing how easily they can slime their ways inside me. 

Sometimes we run away and yet things finds their ways back to us. 

Maybe we hold them so long, we try to erase them from our memories and yet they want to live that they find their ways back to us. 

Dreams I fear, for they show me what I am Really, who I am beneath my face, who I am in reality. 

They scare me to death and so now I realize why I have been running away all my life. 

I see there are many undealt things I have left back in life, which keeps knocking me from the abyss and I term them as– I just had a nightmare which I usually don't have! 

Maybe I will just run away from them.

I know they are me and I am them for they still reside in me in bits and dreams. 

The Uncovered Thoughts

An open letter

Why does the future seem so scary?

Making me feel as if I'm lagging behind everyone,

And yet it only leads to more procrastination.

Sometimes I even feel paralyzed,

While the whole world seems to be running.

People say focus on your present,

Let the destiny take its course.

How do I explain them that I can't,

Especially when my past, present and future overwhelms me.

I'm at a point where you can't even give up,

'cause I'm  stuck in the middle.

There's no going back 

But going forward is tough.

Feeling as if I'm are drowning in quick sand,

And there's no rope to pull me out,

While struggling only makes me get stuck deeper.

I don't even know if it makes any sense.

You would understand if you knew constant unease,

A terribly heavy feeling in your chest, 

The kind that refuses to disappear.

You feel like crying your heart out,

Yet there's no one to comfort you.

So, when the night comes,

You switch off the lights,

Pull your blanket over your head,

And release your all misery into your pillow.

Your anxiety of future, your questionable past decisions 

And your unmoving and lethargic present.

Untill you fall sleep tired from all the tear spill.

While the next morning you wake up,

And drag yourself through the day,

Only to repeat the cycle.

Best ones

BEST ONES!!

I have always been surrounded by merciless cries..

I thought even I have a life which 

would allow me to rise..

I felt that the shine of the sun could reflect my happiness...

But everything that I wished for just pushed me into loneliness.

I wished for a few people to stand

by my side...

Just for a little while, so that  over 

my sorrows I could ride...

I have been very selfish just asking 

for some attention...

You may not even understand, everyday I go through alot of tension.

I miss the ones who stood by me, they 

laughed with me and set me free...

I won't get my best ones back whose 

heart I broke..

Come on! you guys know me and all  

my silly jokes..

I remember sharing lunch boxes with 

you guys,but today while eating the 

meals without you"ll my throat chokes.

It feels so nice to see you"ll happy, 

I could have been a part of it but 

I feel my appearance is too scrappy....

How awkward it feels to greet so 

formally, when my heart so wanted 

to say that I miss you"ll desperately..

Things have changed and we are not the same, all I consider this to be a part of the game.

What will I fight with you"ll when I am only going through alot of pain...

Physical one was there but to put me 

down the mental one has come again...

I wish my best ones were there to listen 

as I have alot to share...

But I know they are too busy as they 

have alot of other things apart from

me to care.

I have stopped smiling and have even got rid of my pathetic humour...

The burdern of my responsibilities 

is slowly steadily eating me up like 

a deadily tumor...

I want to be back but I am down with a 

low self esteem, just remembered how wonderful we were as a team.

When I won't be around don't worry 

just play those videos which I sent 

you"ll on every friendship day...

You"ll know that I don't drink, so please keep for me soda and enjoy your drinks even on a dry day..

I know you'll won't invite me, but trust

me this time I won't blame you'll and 

not a single word I will say.

Remember one thing that whatever I 

did and whatever I said it was all from

my heart and never fake...

On your every birthday you will get a wish but don't you dare forget to keep 

for me a piece of your birthday cake...

I miss you guys alot and this time it's

real and not fake, please believe me

once for God's sake.

The Melancholy Stillness

Silence of my pain which is unheard and unseen, goes deeper in my thoughts daily as no one wants to know what It mean..

This heavy heart is filled with lots of words to share,

But there's no one who cares.

The mayhem of chaos running beneath me ,

I wonder does anybody see.

The pain of the heart can be seen in my eyes,

Which is left in disguise,

Just to make sure that it won't cry.

Now this silence takes me to the lonely nights,

near a sea, where my mind gets free and the heart starts to plea.

The waves greet me by touching my feet,

The sky which is fully covered with stars shinning so bright, tries to make me feel light.

The moon from the top height constantly having his sight on me as if he knows why I am quite.

The cold breeze touches my soul when it hugs me tight.

This is the only night where I feel alright.

My wounds start to heal which were concealed.

My feelings are heard and tears are wiped.

The night made me feel light, the heaviness of heart was destroyed and my silence got some noise..!!!

Solitude

Solitude, a word frequently associated with introversion and melancholy. What goes unnoticed are the events that led up to it and the tranquility that follows it. No matter how comforting solitude may feel, days of internal conflicts are inevitable. Unannounced tedious battles that need to be fought alone. Days of distress when the lack of association evokes tears, synchronizing with the waves of melancholy.

Such ordeals are merely temptations to break down the walls. The big picture is neglected to attain temporary support. The courage gained and valuable lessons learnt though those concentrated experiences are diluted once they are expressed. Compelled into doing what is conventionally correct, channeling thoughts in accordance with mainstream of society, solitude is yearned. 

Isolation from the detrimental standards of the society provides room for growth and innovation. Unhindered by the limitations of having to meet up to everyone’s standards, their ideologies, one can focus on his own needs and desires. 

Solitude seems laborious at first. With time, it becomes second-nature, bearing insurmountable rewards. The unsettling calm that used to appear before the storm gradually transforms into gratifying peace of mind. On the other hand, humiliating at worst, reassuring at best and frankly overrated lies companionship.

Passion

Passion

The days might seem dark;

There would be times you won't feel like going to work. 

Your emotions, passion might be wanting something else;

While you might be involved in other professions amidst the rat race. 

That time do give yourself a break;

And understand that there are changes which you should make. 

You might feel overcrowded by certain thoughts ;

But remember personal battles also requires to be fought. 

You might also excel in an unconventional way;

People might discourage saying it is a fools play. 

Whatever you do, do it for yourself not for society's sake;

Or else you would end up doing a bad mistake.

It's not Necessary

 It is not necessary-

To reply to every crap you listen about yourself from others,
To be kind to those who find you useless,
To be surrounded by tons of people if you want to be alone,
To think about those who left you when you needed them the most.

To smile when you are broken from deep inside,
To cry daily at night when you miss someone,
To fight or argue over unnecessary talks,
To prove yourself to people who always think that you are wrong.
To shower excess concern on those who do not show concern towards you.

To think too much about your past that you could not get over it.
To search for a shoulder when your heart aches,
To show someone how much you love them even if they do not understand you,

Definitely it is not at all necessary to be perfect.

But What is necessary is to appreciate your worth. 

Happiness & Contentment

 Happiness and Contentment are two confused lovers. They like each other so much that they eventually end up fighting for the moments they could not spend together rather than cherishing ones they celebrated!

They often find themselves intertwined in the exact same emotion, holding each other’s hands, feeling wind blowing across their smiling faces, drying off tears which emerged from heart but couldn’t leave eyes!

John

From the age of eight, John began visiting the hospital often. It became his second home. After a challenging diagnosis came an unpredictable duration of treatment, excruciating and wearying. Although young at heart, he experienced many hardships. Stepping into school was like a picnic for him, away from doctors, needles and hospital food. 

At the age of ten, standing at the hospital entrance for the umpteenth time, John waited for his father to bring the car. Unable to comprehend his disease, its etiology and its prognosis, John began to feel downhearted. He spent the most crucial years of development in restricting environments, either his room or the hospital bed, isolated from people his age. 

Due to regular absence, his teachers suggested homeschooling. Although beneficial, staring at the same four walls every day didn’t spark any interest in John. Lacking friends and company, he received love mostly from his parents. On taxing days, he wondered if they loved him unconditionally or out of necessity. 

On one of his rides to the hospital, John’s father bought him a diary. He considered it as his friend, caring for it each night, sharing his problems, filling it with words that sparked in his head. The diary encouraged him to express his emotions, providing him with tranquility in the midst of a never-ending storm. He hoped to one day, transform the monologues into dialogues with a close friend. 

At the age of fourteen, cured of his disease, John went back to his ordinary life. Being a needy child was just as hard for him as it was for his parents. He knew he couldn’t expect the same loving affection as before. Dealing with school and friends all over again felt foreign to him.

From being asked if it hurt to encountering abuses and repeatedly being silenced, times changed. Getting bullied for his poor performance in exams, for spending time alone in the library with his diary, he entered the phase of self-doubt. They said, “Be a man. Don’t be such a weakling, clinging to your emotions.” He wondered if there was more to life than hospitals, failures and bullies. His struggle to hold onto life suddenly seemed worthless, all in vain.

On a quiet Monday morning in Literature class, when John wasn’t feeling his best, he was handed an assignment sheet. It read: “In no less than a thousand words write an essay containing the phrase ‘every snowflake is unique and I am unique because…’ ”

Agitated, he scribbled on the sheet in large font, “Every snowflake is unique and I am unique because I’m constantly sick, either physically or mentally.” He rushed out of class, unable to hold back his tears. 

That night, he surfed the net for his disease and found a support group. Their experiences nudged him to change his perspective on life. “The battles we fight and the scars we carry don’t define us but rather display our courage,” read one of the comments. After reading several positive comments, he felt confident enough to share his story. He began typing. 

That night, before retiring to bed, he opened a fresh page in his diary. Recollecting the phrase, he wrote: “Just as every snowflake is unique, I am unique because of the battles I fought. I will continue expressing my emotions be it tears of agony, joy or sorrow. I’m treated like an outcast because I am unique. I will not change myself just to fit. I will not give up. I am proud of who I am. That’s what makes me unique. I was born to stand out.”

2021: New Beginning

 Sun is drenched with a glare of hope and the sky is scattering optimism everywhere. My smile seems blooming like flowers because old endings are overwhelmed by the golden rays of new beginnings. Birds are chiming poetryand butterflies are dancing on the melody of ecstasy. 

Chapters are already written out and we are just playing our roles. Some playing happy, some gloomy. Some are handling crises, some rejoicing bliss. But some are writing their own stories for living. They are discovering how to find the key to every problem and solution to every mystery.

Streets are washed out with the redolence of joyous memories of the last chapters. Though a long path is yet left to be discovered. Many people will meet, many things will happen. We still have to deal with many breakdowns. We are still not completely healed but we are moving on with the flow because life never stops for anyone. 

New Chapters will be composed, old ones will soon fade away. But whatever will happen but life will never end. 

Suraj

 

सूरज उम्मीद की चकाचौंध से सराबोर है और आसमान हर जगह आशावाद बिखेर रहा है। मेरी मुस्कान फूलों की तरह खिलने लगती है क्योंकि पुरानी शुरुआत नई शुरुआत की सुनहरी किरणों से अभिभूत होती है। पक्षी कविता कर रहे हैं परमानंद तितलियों परमानंद की धुन पर नाच रहे हैं। अध्याय पहले ही लिखे जा चुके हैं और हम सिर्फ अपनी भूमिका निभा रहे हैं। कुछ खुशमिजाज, कुछ उदास। कुछ संकटों से निपट रहे हैं, कुछ आनंदित हैं। लेकिन कुछ जीने के लिए अपनी कहानियां लिख रहे हैं। वे खोज रहे हैं कि हर समस्या की कुंजी और हर रहस्य का हल कैसे खोजा जाए। सड़कों को अंतिम अध्यायों की खुशी की यादों की लालिमा के साथ धोया जाता है। हालांकि अभी तक एक लंबा रास्ता खोजा जाना बाकी है। कई लोगों से मुलाकात होगी, कई चीजें होंगी। हमें अभी भी कई टूटने से निपटना है। हम अभी भी पूरी तरह से ठीक नहीं हुए हैं लेकिन हम प्रवाह के साथ आगे बढ़ रहे हैं क्योंकि जीवन कभी किसी के लिए नहीं रुकता है। नए अध्याय रचे जाएंगे, पुराने जल्द ही मिट जाएंगे। लेकिन जो भी होगा लेकिन जीवन कभी खत्म नहीं होगा।