You say you had a Heartbreak?

#1 Recently many of you must have gone to watch the movie Dangal. If not, just see it once, it’s a must watch. *spoiler alert*. That’s a movie which inspires people from many orthodox areas to let their daughters pursue great heights. The father of two daughters has the thirst of getting medal in Olympics for the country. So he puts them through vigorous training from childhood.  So in this script, the elder daughter has some ego clashes with him after becoming financially settled. She goes back to the city not to talk to her father for months. At that point we pity on her father, as how hard he worked on her and what did he get in return.

This was just a situation in the movie. Do you have any idea how many people actually did this to their parents. Many of them don’t have any reason too. They just abandon them as they considered them a burden.

#2 There is a shopping complex in the state capital market. It is the major supplier of gifts, jewelry, cosmetics and a versatile set of market products. A shop owner had a three floor handbag outlet there. He worked several years and made his business a success and earned lots of money. Then one day a short circuit happened and whole complex turned into ashes.

How do you feel if you make a dish whole heartedly? And then someone gives you a push a you drop the plate. Then can you even guess what pain must the shop owner is going through?

## What I am trying to say is everyone has their own set of problems.

What is the point of whining about yours? You get depressed if parents shout on you. You complain if someone isn’t giving you attention. You say it’s a bad day if you had a fight with someone you love. Trust me complaining would only make the things worst for you. It’s only you who could make the situation better or worse. Thinking about it all time and crying about it may cause the person around you to stay away. You can be tagged a bag full of misery by him/her. And maybe they have their own problems too. Now if you say that letting our heart out make us feel better. Can I tell you a better way to feel better?

First analyze what the actual problem is. Then when you get the situation, just laugh about it. Yes, everyone have their sunny and rainy days. No situation is ever constant in life. Things surely get better. And they get better faster when you stop over thinking and just laugh it out.

            

The Warm Fuzzy

When she was a little girl
She lived in the cold
Land of north
Still her soul so warm

And every time she passed
that silver lake
she could see the tourists
shivering and rubbing hands.

The chill could only make her
cheeks go red
but could not effect her much
maybe she grew fond of it.

Those wooden walls
and the warm attics
the place where she would hide
From her mother.

All of this made her
heart melt with that feeling
Of being in love with the place
Which she considered home.

And when the winter came
She loved it even more
As when she stretched her hands out of the window
She felt paradise.

Now she lies there in the deserts
Thinking about him who promised
That she would feel the snow again
And she believes him!!

Cause she has a tender heart
And doesn't know promises
can sometimes be broken
Maybe the place doesn't matter now, faith does.

Wishing Something Exciting happens

Ever since I have entered into college, I don't think I have had time to think about vacations or travelling somewhere. So many pictures around the internet endlessly tries to inspire us, and all I can do now is t sit in front of my laptop drooling. Hoping that I could go on that all girls trip to Delhi or Pune or anywhere in the world. And it's all not just for those instagram pictures or snapchat stories. But the desire to see something new (But if I go there will definitely be those pictures on instagram XD )

After lots of planning we settled for visiting Delhi for a college fest. One of my hommies took out a notepad and started scribbling. All of us went through lots of websites. Noted the train schedule, the hotels and all those stuff that we put in the checklist while travelling. I even planned visiting Pilani for a day to meet pS. Wore that black dress that my friends had gifted me on this birthday. all in my head.

. And what happens when all the plans are made in advanced in a group of friends. they cancel it XD.

Anyways, I was left thinking that there is not an event or a person ,whom I was looking forward to meet. Maybe I just want to get some different air. Because even my branch people don't seem new now. And the mind constantly wants something new to deal with.

Well not making this post sound like self introspection.  

I made Siddharth the co author of this blog. He is my best friend so... sharing :P

And changed the blog name, in case you didn't notice.

Few events are coming already this month. We are expecting freshers party, and then more pending treats and one day trips. So, yayyyyy! Not going to be bored af till few weeks.

Second Year Hopes

While coming home last weekend, I fell asleep in the bus I boarded from the Gurudwara after a long walk. When I woke up a baby girl had wrapped her fingers around mine, as she fell asleep too.

That’s what being a child was like. We could say anything to any person and no one would give a damn. Stare anyone without hesitation XD. That’s because people know that they have a mind that is crystal clear. Have a soul that is pure, still untouched by the intolerant society.

You know what happens when we spend our time too much with a person. You start knowing the reason behind whatever they say. Connect emotionally; sometimes even predict what they are going to do next. In duration of time we have seen so many things.

Me on snapchat :)

We know what a person can do to protect or to shatter us. But we choose to be with them. Do things for them which maybe don’t even matter for the person (because attachment). That’s what makes me think, that if I get to choose a superpower, I’d like to read people’s mind. Not everyone (I don’t care that much XD) , but definitely of the people who matter.

If we remained the same child as we were before, I bet the things would have been less tangled. There would have been fewer fights. Sometimes I crave for that clarity.

Last year, this same month, we joined the college to get an entire new bunch of people. Meeting my friends make me glad of the place I am in. And I guess that point of clarity has been reached by few <3 (when you read this I want you to realize its for you). And after getting into our branch, I guess there are more to come. May old ones grow stronger. #friendslove ^_^

Carefree Strokes

Painting has been my all time favorite hobby. I can say that  this interest came when I was still in class 3. There in that convent school in Nainital I had a really adorable Bengali lady as an art mentor. She taught us so well that at the end of class 4 I almost could use water colors in an elegant way.

There we were taught one more thing. Needle work.

It was so much fun and we learnt 10 different types of stitches that year.  When we were given buttons to attach to a cloth, I would so easily mend my uniform if any button went missing. Yeah, that time I was too small to dream of stitching a button to my future husband's shirt XD

After a lot of time I painted yesterday. And it was after a real long time. Maybe the first time after I have  reached college. Actually anyone could stop painting after seeing Sahil's work ( I mentioned him in my earlier posts). He creates such masterpieces :')

Okay. So when I showed that painting to pS he said that "Tu to multitalented hai" and appreciated the painting more. Anyways he appreciates me for anything I do. But it still delights me every time. Because every time you appreciate a person it matters a lot.

Maybe I'll get a little less disheartened, and I'll try painting again.

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That Foundation

Most people think that they are independent so they can help themselves very well. And honestly speaking, mostly girls get such thoughts while taking help from any other girl.

No, there's nothing wrong in helping yourself. But is it wrong to take help from people who really care. Does your ego matter that much.

When we live in hostel we have to act somewhat as a team. Few months ago, my friend went to the mall with her class fellas. On her way back she had to travel alone. And it's still not safe for girls to take a private auto alone in this city that late.

That moment I became so upset. Because everyone in the hostel knows that I have a two wheeler. She should have called me.

Why are there so many formalities. I personally believe that helping each other not only strengthens any relation but also acts as a foundation in friendship.

Selfless help is the purest form of gratitude towards God. And no wonder, karma settles it all.

(I gave this title as I was studying civil rn, so foundations n all..  Hahaha)

This TV Series

I just found new love. It's not just the lead actor but the series itself. And now I got why our generation is so crazy about these kid of stuff. SS says that I like this series " THE ARROW"  in particular cause it is the first series that I'm watching. Maybe yes. But I adore it, so much that  can watch it 5 hours in a row. Finished two seasons till date.  

The series is not animated. I just developed a sudden liking for animation.

 P.S. - I wrote this post because the last time I googled my name ( I don't do it often, believe me:P) I saw an article like "she is dead" which was the title of my last post. Now you can google me too XD. And, I'm alive.

She Is Dead

I accidentally opened one on my father's folder in his pen drive today. What I got, was this. I seriously can't understand how can people be so casual at issues of such grave concern, devastating families.

 " She Is Dead….90-100 kmph I drove my Santro car to reach to the Govt. hospital, Gunderdehi. Normally I prefer driving at 70 kmph. My driving is safe until the driving of other vehicles on the road is safe. Anyhow, we reached to the hospital. I and the boy dashed into the reception area asking the staff for immediate help. I asked them, “She is not yet dead… she is alive…. bring the stretcher.”  They brought it. In the meantime a lady doctor appeared who was pregnant herself. She asked us let the patient be in the car itself. I got alarmed. I requested her to take the patient in the hospital for further check up. She did not listen to me and with her stethoscope checked the pulse. Then she asked the staff to show her the injured part of the old woman’s head.
By now all my patience was exhausted for two reasons. First, the bleeding must have been stopped at once and secondly, I had to rush for Balod for my fixed appointments. I became louder and said, “You people cannot save her in this way.” The lady doctor got angry and forgetting the patient indulged in arguing with me calling me ‘baddatmeez admi’. I said who is who will be decided later first make arrangements to stop the bleeding. She kept arguing with me and I kept saying, “Mind your duty, stop the bleeding.” About a dozen of people were there. Another male doctor appeared. She told him about my rude behavior as perhaps she felt and asked him to note down my car’s number. While he was doing so I asked him also to note down my name and contact no. if required but stop the bleeding of the old woman without wasting any time. “Well”, he said, “It is formality”.
I read in the newspapers so I was aware of the fact that the Supreme Court has passed an order that ‘the patient must be taken care of immediately without legal inquiry when he/ or she reaches to the hospital whether it is Govt. or private hospital. Any ways, the bleeding old women was brought to the stretcher from my car. I saw the rear seat soaked blood and the whole car needed washing. Then, I saw them taking the patient on stretcher inside the hospital for treatment. Now my car was on reverse gear. I came out of the hospital compound and headed to Balod to finish my pending assignments.
At night when I came to my bed, a question mark stuck to my mind-‘Is she alive?’ Next morning I made a call from my mobile to the no. the boy had dialed. My call was responded. I asked,” What happened to the old woman who met with an accident yesterday? Is she alright?” “She died on the way.” The male voice, perhaps the diseased old woman’s husband, informed me. “Who are you?” he wanted know. I said, “My vehicle brought them to the hospital.” He thanked me.    
The doctors could have saved the old woman but we failed to help them understand the importance of time and life. "

This Had to be a Dream

Few mornings back , I woke up suddenly, feeling younger than before. It took me a little time to realise where I was. The place was familiar, but this couldn't be true! I sat down on the bed, bewildered at what I saw. Srishti sat next to me, indulged in scribbling some coaching stuff. She saw me staring at her, and me gave a "what's wrong with you " look. How could this be, I just appeared for the semester exams this week and now I was there back, back in the "DPSB HOSTEL ".

My mind couldn't react to this, as I still couldn't believe what was in front of me. So I asked her, what the date was. And it struck me like thunder, knowing that I was 10 months back. I pulled my knees towards me and at that time I felt upset and damn cheerful all at once.

I walked in slow pace, slower than ever, while reaching for the school. The relations I had with people were so very different, and I didn't know what to say if they talked to me now. Would they treat me the same. And with her usual sass, another girl from the hostel shouted, "You could stay back in hostel if you didn't want to come,  no need to crawl like a prisoner of war." So I talked to her about previous day's classes to take of my mind from such thoughts.

Chemistry class started, I was sitting on the third bench. But I couldn't keep my attention on what mam said. I started feeling wonderful, because I saw this as a chance to correct some mistakes. How long I have been procrastinating my work, it was time to fix it all. It seemed to me I got another chance, to work harder, to stop friends from turning to foes, to correct my mistakes, to change the things I didn't want to happen.

I felt my muscles, my bones, my cells, everything inside my wanted to take full advantage of this miracle. And here I was still clueless, how did this happen. Still I was feeling wonderful, divine!

Then our favourite time of the day arrived, the lunch break. I went to the canteen and was so happy to see my best friend there. Just as I started walking towards him, I saw him walking towards my direction. Couldn't control myself on seeing him after such a long time, I almost cried. And when he came close enough, he said "excuse me " and walked past me. My heart froze, I never expected this, but yeah, we were not even friends that time.

#ohgodwhy

Today #somethingspecial

There are people who become popular in any new place within no time. What they have is the magnetic personality, that everyone adores.

Being in the last Year of school life, we entered 2015 with bliss. Not knowing, that the people who were close to me will be a part of my life even this year or not. Above all, not knowing who would enter it. That's what happens to everyone, right?

There was this one boy whom I ignored talking to. It was not just because he was teachers favourite, that people noticed him, but he was a treat for every person who knew him. And he was in my class!!

Some stupid reasons, and we had a talk. But they say, everything happens for good. Our interaction grew, day by day, and we became best friends.

And yeah, today is my boy's Birthday! It's Siddharth's bday!

Okay, I couldn't keep myself from writing this. And since my blog is way too informal, people handle this one. He's important? Definitely. There goes the list why..

My source of inspiration
You know everything about me
Handles my craziness
Never gets mad at me
The perfect advisor
Partner for visiting places
Too cute
Great sixth sense
Anyways, my multi purpose kit :-P

And now he's my favourite person. I just wish this bond grows, with each passing year. Because we'll never give each other any reason to break.

Well, he's perfect. Still I wish he becomes a better person, make good decisions, and get everything he desires( list be filtered XD).

P.S. - You turned 18 Siddharth :'D...  Finally :-P