Random Thoughts

With eager eyes, I glanced at the doorway. I was expecting a piece of good news in the mail. Maybe the postman got delayed. I looked at the clock and started pacing. Looking at the gate now and again. Suddenly, the bell rang…. I jumped in excitement as I rushed to open the door. It was like a K3G movie scene. Now I know how Jaya Bachchan ma’am must have felt when Rahul a. k. a. Shahrukh Khan came home. Anyway, I opened the gate and was overjoyed to receive the letter. The letter I was expecting since I dreamed of getting into this field. Proof that I have accomplished my dreams and my hard work has paid off. With happiness and excitement, I opened the mail and all my joys turned into gloom and I became numb; the words reverberating in my ears…. Sorry; we have not selected you. Now, I was all lost, an empty feeling crept inside me, and tears started rolling down my eyes. The only thought my brain could come up with was…. You are not good enough. Today, I am standi...

‘United we stand and divide we fall’ ; over the years, I have heard this expression being applied a lot. I was introduced to it when I was in school and we were taking part in a sports event, later in college, someone stood up to make a speech for student body president and hence; used the phrase. They served me this phrase while at work; where my manager motivated our groups on deadlines; with it. To be honest, every time I have used the phrase it inspired me; but still, the extent of it never echoed with my thoughts and being. It was practically like hollow words which just lingered for a while in mind and never owned a bigger place in my daily life. As I moved on with life; this phrase resurfaced with more strength and occupied an enormous part of my thoughts, perceptions, and actions. It was the time when Covid-19 sneaked in the countries and nations dropped like a stack of dominos. Lives were affected and stories became more heartbreaking and everything just seemed ve...

Let’s have a conversation, A conversation between two; You tell me your issues; I tell you my blues. You state the obvious; I describe the fantasy. You shake me up; While I loose emotionally. You put forth my achievement; When I am losing hope. You carry the burden; While I overthink some more. You appreciate my strength; While I compare with someone new. You jot down the success; When I gloat the losses I had through. You pick me up in darkness; When I fall apart. You love me more; While I seek it somewhere far. Let’s have a conversation, A conversation between two; It has been a while; Since, I had a tête-à-tête, a tête-à-tête with Amu. Amita(Amu)

See-saw is interesting. The minute you move up, the air feels so delightful on your face; you feel exhilarated. The moment you move down you feel the surge to thrust harder and reach higher. It was an entertaining activity for me whenever I went to the playground. I indeed love it to date. It was a game of balance and also the one where you supported while the other person went up. Life, as we perceive, is a replica for the same. The problem arises when we don’t look at it that way. Whenever we put efforts to achieve something the thrill and the bliss the peak gives us is admirable. We feel at the top of the world and overlook the encouragement of those who help us attain that position. Then in life comes a point when we are at our lowest low, but instead of pushing hard to reach the top again, we gloat. We criticize our ‘ Kismet ’, our stars, our surroundings, and everything else except us. We just give up by trying once or twice.  What happens to us wh...

Why do I shy, when I have to cry? Why do I fear; when people are near? Why am I trembling; when I see the one I love? Why is there no respites; only tears I have longed for happiness for a while; I have learned to steal smiles at times The darkness has been profound; But my heart always got some respite When he went out; in a few hours I lived my life Then came the pandemic; which tore me apart Virus or beating my fate was written in dark I cried and shouted all in vain His frustrations were all to blame. Don’t get me wrong he loved me too, When he kissed my eyes he bruised. Now I am not sure will I survive? But, I know for sure I don’t want to live this life. With the lockdown, we all might be happy to be safe at our respective homes but for some, it is the nightmare each day. The cases of domestic violence have risen since the lockdown and abuses against children are on the rise too. The dilemma for...

Numbers, numbers on the wall; Tell me the one which is best of all; Life has become mere numbers, you are not defined by your knowledge, your street smartness or your humor. You are judged by your weight, height, years of experience and so far so forth. We have lost our ability to admire beauty as we keep on loosing ourselves in numbers. We feel happy when we see our Instagram followers; while sitting all alone in a room. We feel successful to have retweets; while we are unable to make a decent living. Our friend lists are long on Facebook; while we get therapy for feeling lonely or insecure. We even flaunt our numbers with pride; while we have no one to celebrate with. Photographs are clicked for likes and not for creating a memory. Our lives have become a box of numbers that we keep on sharing. Numbers are what matters in every sphere of life. Education and intelligence are kept on the same perimeter of numbers; the burden of which is so heavy that people are...

Since time immemorial I have been taught to keep other people's feelings first, be empathetic, be caring and above all help everyone. Now, this is a good thing to teach kids. A value of kindness goes a long way. Humanity should be the first lesson taught and one must be humble and considerate. The thought per se is beautiful and it creates a peaceful environment around us. The problem lies when we are not told the line or the threshold to stop. We are taught to be caring and understanding but never taught how much care is healthy for you. We must be made aware of the difference between help and being used. We are taught to be empathetic, but when do we have a conversation that says that you should not over involve yourself. An extreme emotional investment makes us weak decision-makers and also affects our mental health. We are taught to be humble and kind, but where is the talk about standing up for ourselves. In this cutthroat environment, one must be equipped ...