Life is so unpredictable. Who knows what might happen to someone in the next moment.
Listen to what they are not saying.
See what they are not showing.
Feel what they are not revealing.
Above all, reach out for them.
Life is so unpredictable. Who knows what might happen to someone in the next moment.
Listen to what they are not saying.
See what they are not showing.
Feel what they are not revealing.
Above all, reach out for them.
Today, when I switched on the laptop and I took a look at the desktop, I felt like (as always) I am in a pit of mess. So many images, folders, documents (most of them unnecessarily taking up the space) and I would have (like always) ignored it and continued my work but a prompt message delayed my work almost by like 3 hours. Okay, okay it was just one and half hour work, for rest of the time I had to take care of my brother. But that does count, ‘kay?
The prompt message said that there isn’t enough space to keep the smooth flow of the laptop working. Therefore, start cleaning up, you hot mess! Okay, it didn’t say that. It was a far more polite and formal prompt message. But in my defence, my brain interpreted so.
And then, the Ms. Universe of Keeping Things Organised went on the Mission CleanUp; dusting the whole space, creating proper files and folders, putting the documents in appropriate places, deleting the junk and the repetitive images, transferring to other drive, etc. Finally, after all the hard work, I was able to clear up approx 140 GB of almost spaced out 200 GB drive. Now, if you won’t cheer and shout out for me, I am getting you no presents on your birthday, mind you. *annoying retard expressions*
Then I took a look at the desktop, which apparently has hardly 4 icons, nothing else. It felt empty, but at the same time, it gave a strange peace of mind. Of course, a sense of accomplishment was already on me, but that felt different. And the creative side of the brain gave a prompt message, “This is an idea for today’s blog post, if you get it, idiot!” (My mind curses a lot, just saying.)
So, I connected what I just did with life and *BAM* here is today’s post – Importance of Detoxification. Without any further delay, let’s begin, shall we?
But before we start, let me be clear, detoxification can be of anything, ranging from body to mind, your life to the messy room. These importances can be implied to detoxification of anything. Let’s get started, shall we?
Just as I mentioned, the sense of accomplishment is beyond imagination. Detoxification feels equals to getting a bungalow on cloud 9. The door bell rings, you open the door and you find Shahrukh Khan on the doorsteps saying, “Can we have lunch together?” You just entered the mall and suddenly you are surrounded by staff. Everyone is congratulating to you because you are the 10000th customer and they have decided you can shop, eat, drink and play for free for the entire week. You buy Willy Wonka’s chocolate and you get the golden ticket. Yes, the feeling is similar when you detoxify.
Personally, I feel, anyone who detoxify should be given an award of bravery, determination and self-discipline. Because getting a brat like you to clean your room is no easy task.
Obviously, the next thing that comes to sense of accomplishment is the great feeling. Oh! You know! That feeling which makes you light, happy and enlightened, which gives the hunch that life is sorted out and makes you forget the reality in which you have to get an assignment that has to be submitted the very next day. Yes, that’s the level of greatness you feel when you detoxify. It is almost as if there’s no better tomorrow. And why wouldn’t that be? Your present is so far more better, eh?
Okay, so the junk is out, the essentials are properly stacked in, dusting, cleaning is done and you have an organised, functional and clean room, body, mind or laptop? Doesn’t it give you clarity? You know what you have and what you need to get. You know where to find the stuffs. You know what you want to be, who all are going to be in your life, who needs to see the exit, the thoughts that needs to stay and those who need to go for a toss. You have your game plan so strong that you can take on world any day!
Yeah eh, you need the matching pairs of socks? You have it. This takes us to:
You know where to look for what you need. Unlike me, who will ask the whereabouts of the thing she needs from everyone, only to realize hours later that she has it in her own cupboard. So, you find everything easily and within no time. So, you save both time and in many cases money, because you know what, I have seen people who cannot find their shoes anywhere, so they go out to get new ones and ended up with a bill of 50k because they ate, played and shopped as well along with getting the shoes. And when they come back home, what do they see? Their dog is playing with the lost shoe in the garden.
Anyone fancy a carpet with the tiger imprint?
Okay, so you feel great, you saved time and money, everything happens on the fingertips just like paying bills online. You have all the negative out and you are so surrounded with the positives. Everything is going great; you have organised room, so your mum isn’t yelling at you, the toxic friends are out of your life, so you feel happy, the damages that you have done to your body with all the pizzas, burgers and cokes, has been healed. Then why wouldn’t your life feel great? It is like that everything is perfect. And who doesn’t like perfect? Even when it’s just the illusion, because helloooo…. The brat from down the street just rang the bell for 10th time today. But, you are all good. Instead of yelling at him, you wait for him with pancake to soak his face because you are much more content in life and find joys even in the trouble.
I guess, it doesn’t need any elaboration. Detoxifying results in healthy body and peaceful mind, period. Because, duh! The internet screams so.
Now, what are you waiting for? Start already, bud! Get the junk out, organize your surroundings well; keep the needed and reuse, recycle and the other R the waste.
P.S. – All this happened yesterday, but I posted today.
I absolutely love this one. Because it is so fun to do! Also, I love answering questions (Until and unless it doesn’t get intimately personal).
This is my… Umm.. Wait.. Second or third? Who was the one nominated me for the last time? Second?
Oh yes! This is my third Liebstar Award! Yayyy! Three cheers! Three Times Tap Dance! And all the things three!
I was nominated by Urvashi Sharma. Thank you so much, Urvashi. This one never gets out of fun. It is always exciting to do. xD
Before I begin, I really want to thank you all for all the love, support, positives vibes and well wishes you all have been showering on me since last post. A big, fat, full of sugars and calories, heartfelt gratitude to you all, a huge bow in front of you amazingly supportive people, thank you so much. Much love!
Okay, now let’s open the rule book of Liebstar Award:
Now, the rules are clear, so let’s get started, shall we?
Primary reason to spread inspiration and positive vibes and secondary was to explore the world. I have already met so many people from around the world, learning about their journey, the places, the different perspectives towards and what not! And the subsidiary idea was to make people laugh by my successful humor! Yeah I know there was a time I had said ‘highly failed humor’, but going through the response by so many beautiful people I have finally gained confidence on my *flicks her hair* so funny sense of humor!
I don’t have a particular favorite color! It just keeps changing! My very first one was orange and then came red, blue, white, lavender…. So, my scenario of favorite color is something bright and light. And the reason, well, may be it is because of my optimistic nature, that’s why I like bright yet light colors. Because duh! I always see the bright side of a situation.
I had been asked this before. And my answer won’t change a bit. To be successful, famous, rich writer, blogger and motivational speaker, to meet IISuperwomanII, travel the world. Make my parents proud of me.
Many!!!!! Your Average Peadhead, Roberta Pimentel, Petra Omoregie Caroline, Rekha, The Inked Autist, SimpleDimple and many many more whose work I enjoy reading. I can remember only the named ones right now, but trust me when I say this: You all are my favorite and I love the amazing work done by each one of you.
Near a beach with awesome people and food, has a scenic beauty that takes me near to the nature. Where I can have fun and also, introspect about life. Yeah, pretty much that’s it.
Uh… Difficult to think about something I cannot stay without, my favorite people? Yes, my favorite people who don’t remember me at times, finds it difficult to understand me, but very easy to misunderstand me. Yet, I guess I cannot go without them. Yes, I need them even though I hate them. (I hate you like I love you)
I would have answered monsoon. But from past few years, it’s been winter for one and only reason. There’s no lizard in winters. I don’t have to go out with the fear that a reptile will be waiting for me anywhere on a wall.
No, it is a tie between monsoon and winters. I cannot betray my first love. Loyalty matters, always.
An incident that I have mentioned quite a lot of time but never really went in to details. And I will not today, too. Some time ago, I ran into issues with my closest friends. The usual me would have reacted in a emotional way; crying and questioning my life. But, that particular incident brought a sudden trill and zest in me to excel. Though, I am still the very much the same, but there’s a positive difference in me that I want to grow for better.
I have already seen some of the results; the blog is one of them.
Humans with wings, letter from Hogwarts, perfect selfie in one attempt, food downloaded from internet, making my dreams come true, what? Do you want a list here?
No wait. I know what it would be. Dude, I want a Genie with unlimited wishes plan. Who can ever settle for three or even one wish, eh?
Water, water, water, because rain, sea, waterfall, juice, snow… Everything water.
Be whatsoever and whosoever you want to be. But, be a good one; morally, spiritually and with pure soul.
11 Random Facts About Me:
So, that is it; Liebstar Award and it was fun to do, again!
I know, I know, I have to nominate bloggers. But, the thing is I cannot even if I want to because of the eye problem I had discussed with you all in last post. I really am sorry, guys, apologies.
Also, I am sorry I have not replied to your comments yet. You see I am strictly not allowed to use smartphone and laptop. But, trust me, within few days we all will be having a healthy discussion, again. I have this hunch that I will be fine soon.
Again, thank you all for being so supportive. It really means a lot. Thank you. :’D
I will be honest. After being active on the blog; reading, writing, commenting, creating, etc. I have reached the saturation. No, not mentally. I very much want to read your blogs, keep up with you and also, reply as fast as possible.
But, physically speaking, I cannot stay up long on any kind of device that emits UV rays. Be it the smartphone, laptop or even television. I have allergies in my eyes because of which long time spend on electronic devices results in strained, red eyes. I need sometime off.
Don’t you think I will not be posting. Of course, I will be posting. But I may or may not be able to read your work or reply to your comments. Apologies, people. Please bear me and I will be back soon. Promise. No, not the usual promises. Heartfelt promise that I will be back.
Yup, this is it, the glass of reality. I have sagged, puffy eyes and really very tired
mind and body. I really am sorry, people.
It is been only few months and I am already so inconsistent. I guess, I have taken the work more than I can handle. But, I will do. I know my potential. And this month I am aiming for 100% posts, each day. I am determined and on it!
Though, still, health first, isn’t it? So, I will be posting but the response may be delayed, apologies, people, apologies.
No, not just any WiFi, the one particularly at home. Because this little modem right over here, has been in the house even before I was eligible to make a Facebook profile.
I don’t know about you, ‘kay? May be you use cellular data or the WiFi of your neighbors or the dongle thing. Or maybe you don’t even have an internet connection. In which case, you wouldn’t be possibly reading this. So, shut up and accept it that you literally have your second home on street near a 4G tower. In fact, you spend way longer time there than your actual home.
But I, well, I have this modem step up in the house ruining every minute of my life because I have an access to internet all the time. And no, no, no, no, before you start having that awe expressions on your face, let me break it down for you.
I have the most complicated relationship with my WiFi. He makes me cry, he ruins my mood in a matter of seconds, he blames me for his breaking, aching signal strength and yet I cannot leave him. And mind you! *death stare* I am doing this for you all. I could have left him long ago, if it hadn’t been for you people. Because if I leave him, how am I supposed to log in to WordPress? And if I don’t log in to WordPress, how am I supposed to publish every day? Be thankful for what you’re receiving, you ungrateful brats.
Just kidding! You know how much I love you and also, I like those cute comments you all leave for me. Please don’t go away (Says in the most cheesy way possible).
Okay, okay, honesty hour everyone. I will be honest with you all. But, before that, please take a seat because what I am going to say now, will not be easy for you take it all in one go. Find yourself a comfortable chair and read on.
My WiFi *sniffs* *sniffs* Oh God! Why did you do this to him? My WiFi, he… He is… He is suffering from asthma!!! *Completely breaks down and starts crying like a maniac*
No, I am being honest. He was diagnosed with asthma few years ago. Since then, we have consulted so many technicians. Sometimes, there’s a problem in his wires, other times a screw is broken, the switch comes off and sometimes he needs a full body transformation. He needs the latest modem in the market. We have already spent so much on his treatment. Yet, every time the technician gives a false hope that he is going to be fine. Still, he is not cured. *Keeps crying this whole while and suddenly aggression takes over*
That’s the reason he keeps losing the signal because that freako asthma patient needs to catch his breath every 30 seconds. While he catches his breath, I am here with my laptop refreshing the Google homepage and wasting 50 years of my soon to be 20 years of life, ensuring that there’s a stable connection established between the laptop and the WiFi.
You know what? Sometimes, I feel my laptop and the WiFi are like those moody couples who cannot decide on whether they want to be together or not. These two keep breaking up and patching up 175 times a day, ruining my memento of writing a great piece of work. I look so like a common friend who keeps grinding between the two, ‘kay? I go to the modem, switching it off then turning on, waiting for it to fully gain it’s common sense to accept that he did it wrong. I stand there giving a moral boost up to him, “You can do it!! Come on! You can go and apologize; you have all the three lights green, now.”
Then, I come back to my laptop, convincing her that WiFi won’t cheat on her ever again by getting connected to the smartphone. After everything is fine, these two are happily together and I get back to work, suddenly I don’t remember anymore what I was writing. These two stresses me out so much that I don’t remember the century I am living in.
Have a good time you two until the smartphone comes in between again! DO. NOT. COME. TO. ME. THEN.
This is it: The Story of Me and The Asthma Patient WiFi.
No matter how much I hate him, I cannot let go of him. I am addictive to him. He is my drug. No wait. Blogging is my drug that is the reason why I cannot let go him. I am going through so much pain to give you all post a day so make sure you click that like button and leave a nice comment letting me know if today’s rant made you smile or laugh? Or you kept a straight face throughout still you chose to read it all?
P.S. – If you truly feel for my WiFi, please give this post a like. Also, if you’re a truly generous person who believes in karma, please share this with your friends. For every like and share WordPress is going to donate 1$ for the treatment of my WiFi.
Keeping a cry-baby expression and a pathetic sympathetic look, I say, “Please, do this for my WiFi. He is the sole bread earner of a family of 7 children, 1 wife and his parents. He needs your likes and shares.” *Starts sobbing like a retard*
Because many of them have achieved what we couldn’t, even when we have all the means, period.
World is so full of different kinds of people. Long legs, short hair, warm complexion, skinny frame, large eyes, small mouth, nose that does not look straight (I do not know the exact word. Please, enlighten me!) etc. You name it and there they are.
Among us, many are, what I always refrain from saying, umm (God! It is so difficult) handicap? Differently-abled? Disabled? Physically/mentally impaired? But, to me, they are more of specially-abled people who are much, much capable than anyone of the normal ones.
Let’s begin with reflecting up on our own lives. Rewind your life and look what all have you achieved till now. Did you follow your passion and now you are an expert in the same? When was the last time you stepped out of your comfort zone? Did you overcome any of your fear in past years? Do you remember anytime when you moved away from the coach and explored the world rather than sitting in front of the idiot box?
Most of us (mind you ‘most’ not ‘all’ of us) will have a negative answer. And I know, I understand we are human beings and we tend to be a lazy, procrastinator, hidden in comfort zone brats (and this comes from the Goddess of Indolence). Let me ask you question now, what makes you special when you, having all the body parts and the brain functional, cannot conquer your fears and achieve your passions?
No. I am not demoralizing you. I just want you to reflect up on this and introspect about the question I just asked, in the end of the post. Let’s not disrupt the flow, shall we?
Now, let me give you some real life examples.
There are millions others, about whom you and I aren’t even aware about. And they have, despite all the challenges, achieved what otherwise seems impossible for others. They have faced so many hurdles in life; their own challenges, the ignorance and negligence by beloved ones, de-motivation and ‘you cannot’ from the world, emotional sufferings and what not? Some of them are so heinous that even mere mention of it can give shiver down your spine.
But you know what? I truly feel that God made them in a certain way because the Almighty has unbelievable faith in them that they are the ones who can truly get past the physical and mental challenges and set an example for the universe. God has given them a chance that not many of us are blessed with, to prove themselves despite the barrier. To break the stereotypes that only the fully equipped can do everything. They are the special ones because God has sent them with a special purpose. They are specially-abled because they have the ability to do even the normal day-to-day stuff in an extraordinary way.
And no this post is not to demoralize rest of us. This post is a message to rest of the ones that the specially-abled people are already facing so many challenges in their life. If you cannot help them, at least don’t take their right away to do what they want to do. DON’T take their right away to live a normal life. Don’t take their right away of happiness. Don’t take their right of being with us.
Look at them the way you want others to look at you. Because you know what, an accepting look and a warm smile is that is needed to bring back a person from darkness.
It is my humble request to all of you, introspect about it and next time when you see a specially-abled person, do let that person know how special he is.)
P.S. – My eyes are sagging because of the amount of time I spend on blogging. I look like a zombie. “I. Want. Your. Brain. I. Want. Your. Brain.” says in cranky, scary, idiotic voice. Hey! Wait! Do zombies say the whole sentence, no, right? Let me give it another go.
With locked fingers and awkward walk, “Brain… Brain…..”
Now, I will be honest with you all. It’s been over a month since I saved this draft with just the title and zero content. Finally, I have an idea for this poem. Enjoy!
The battle, the conflict
Between you and the
External agents. To
Pursue the passion or
To live the way
Of succumbed standards.
You wanted to cry the tears
Of exhaustion; kept a
Brave face instead.
The love of life, the better half
Scattered your trust
on the beautiful feeling,
Left you alone in
The moment of
You wanted to cry the tears
Of betrayal; smiled and
Moved on instead.
The tribulations, the hurdles
Testing you and
Your abilities to the
Core of saturation.
Fizzling out, coming
You wanted to cry the tears
Of failure; went for
Round 2 instead.
The self-doubt, the panic;
All of it held you back.
The golden moment
Gone, never to come
Again. You craved
To shine, yet
You wanted to cry the tears
Of regret; got back
The vacant, the blank
Set your heart on
Longing for your
Voice to be
Heard by someone.
You wanted to cry the tears
Of emptiness; spread the
Joy to fill the void instead.
Funny, isn’t it?
How a tiny drop of
Tear can carry
So many layers
P.S. – Today, Chrome crashed thrice, laptop wouldn’t corporate, the internet was acting all moody, I survived a heart attack (there was a time when this poem was (almost) gone forever) and my brain was on a replay mode; playing the songs that make me sadly strong (oh! You know that feeling, the song that feels sad yet in the end it makes you stronger than ever). Yet despite all the hurdles, difficulties and distractions, I posted today. So, make sure you appreciate it.
No, I am not standing behind you with a gun. This isn’t a threat. It’s a warning. If you won’t appreciate, Santa will not get gifts for you this Christmas. I will send a letter to him complaining that you didn’t appreciate my work. Mind you, I am very serious right now.
(says in a childish, irritating, brat kid way)
There’s a phrase in India, a very common phrase, char log kya kahenge? (What will people say?) And yet no one knows who those people are.
These 4 words have destroyed many dreams. It has stopped a bud from blooming, a caterpillar from transiting and a seed from growing.
I came across an article by
Also, I feel that these four people are interrelated to each other. One is the result of other; the other is created by the third and so on. Without further delay…
Let’s get started, shall we?
The society, in which we grew up, has certain rules which the people living in it are expected to follow them. Otherwise how will those in power be in power anymore if the democracy prevails in nation? How will those upper class people be respected if the lower ones will not be treated as inferior? How will the patriarchal ego be soothed if the women will not be suppressed? How will the normal ones live if the LGBT will be accepted? How will be comfort enjoyed if someone takes risk? How will a particular profession will be respectable if others are given equal importance?
Yes, the society that we live in, we grew up in and the generations will continue to reside in is a social evil.
Oh, no, no, no, don’t get started with that it does not happen in urban areas, these rules are only followed in villages. No, my dear, even in those urban areas this still exists. If it was the case, then the newspaper headlines wouldn’t have been about the politician’s son, who drank and drove, killing 3 people just because he thought he is the son of esteemed dignity, so he can do anything.
These societal rules, as we know, are ages old. The rules were formulated and made by the ancestors who died ages ago, were reborn, died and again reborn and may be today, they are currently living their 255th birth and suffering for what they did in their 1st birth (karma, karma all the way). These rules have been in our society for so long that now they have became the integrated part of our beliefs and thinking. These rules are no longer any rules; they are now norms and a way of life that no one wants to change. Because duh! We should blindly follow what our elders say. And being a rebel is going to get wiper, slippers and rolling pin all over your face, hands and legs.
“Bol karega tu? Phir karega aise?”, “Aise kapde pehan kar jayegi tu bahar?”,”Tune doctor hi bana hai!” “Kitne bar bolna padega ladkio ke saath na ghuma kar”
English Translation: “Say, will you? Will you do this again?”, “Are you going out wearing this kind of clothes?”, “You have be doctor”, “How many times should I tell you to not to hang out with girls?”
Haven’t we all grown up listening to all this?
Though, times are changing and India is progressing, but still there are many places where it still exists. People are not ready to accept and embrace the change because they feel what they have been taught and their thinking is right.
If the thinking is generations old, the result will be what was practiced in those times – discrimination. Discrimination on the basis of caste, creed, gender, age, sexuality, clothes, physical disability, profession, etc. is a social evil. In fact, I feel any differentiation (in a bad way) is being discriminating. The person who is discriminated, feels inferior, he loses his self-esteem and confidence in himself. Discrimination is a mental torture. A person knows how it feels, is the person who has gone through it. These age old discrimination are no longer relevant in today’s world. Progress in science and technology has demolished the reasons (health and hygiene) for the discrimination that might have been relevant in those times. But today, they are no longer relevant.
An open-minded and accepting perspective needs to be adopted for the complete extinction of discrimination.
The last of those four people is fear. The society, the thinking and the discrimination has inculcated a deep fear in hearts of people. The fear of not being socially accepted, being an outcast. It is the fear because of which the people don’t want to accept the change. The fear that others are gonna badmouth about them, they will be ill-famed and they won’t be able to live in the society anymore.
This fear has made several of us to be congested in the four walls of the house.
The society with backward thinking; led to discrimination; which resulted in fear.
We need a change; a revolutionary change that will lead to a open-minded, free thinking and accepting society, where a being will not be stopped from pursuing his/her dreams in the fear of what people will say? A person will not be refrained from their basic rights, where he/she will live with dignity and respect, others will look at them with acceptance if not affection; the person will live with freedom, safety and honor. That’s when the nation and its people will truly gain autonomy.
And this change is going to begin from us. Accept and encourage that one should be allowed to do what they want to do, live the way they want and how they want as long as it does not harm anyone. Change, Accept and Encourage.
What? What did you think? That you will have an off from me? Don’t be ridiculous.
Okay, don’t even let this thought cross your mind that I don’t have any ideas. I have this huge-ish list. Yet, I chose to not write on any of them. Why you ask?
Because apparently I had really long holidays and now I am Ms Lazy who gets tired (read sleepy) very easily. A wise person has said truly, “Too much of anything is dangerous” or something like that.
Anyways, like I have promised, this month there will be more of doodles and rants, so I decided to introduce a new Category – Doodle Diaries. So, I thought why not begin with today’s prompt – island (I never, unconsciously, say ‘i’land, for me it’s always ‘is’land, again, genius!).
So, here I present The Island by great Doodle Artist Anjali Soni.
Just as I have grown in my writing skills, I am hoping for the same in my doodling skills. It’s just the beginning, right?
This Doodle Diary Category will be completely separate from the doodles included in the other posts. I know, I know I should have worked like maniac, perfecting everything about this huge announcement. But hey! Had I tried perfecting it, the announcement would have been delayed by a year (or much more), just like what happened to my first WordPress account. When I made the second account, I didn’t give much thought about perfection and rest is history.
I know what you all are thinking, what is that orange color paper beneath the island? Here it is, the second doodle for the day. I officially welcome you all to the Doodle Diary!
Again, if you guys have any suggestion, feedback, ideas or any recommendation for any post/doodle/poem/story/rant that you want should be my next blog post you can either comment below or contact me here. I highly appreciate your views and recommendations.
That’s all for today! Lots of chocolates and cookies with Cornetto to
you all me. XD
P.S. – Speaking of Cornetto, I never eat it from one side. I eat it from the both ends because duh! I cannot wait for the chocolate in the end. Also, I then gulp the ice-cream from below rather than eating it from the top. Genius weirdo, I know. Battery running low! Gotta go! See you all tomorrow!
Disclaimer: It is totally for fun purpose. Enjoy!
I know, I know today it’s been just 2 months of my blogging experience and I am no expert to make this list, but hey! I am an unqualified, unauthorized sociologist who observes people like a pro. So yeah, let me do the
owner honor. (Nope, I didn’t do it on purpose. I had unconsciously written owner. Yeah, I am a genius.)
Let’s get started, shall we?
These readers are perfect analyst. They analysis the post like a professional person and comes to a conclusion within 5 milliseconds of reading the post. You know, right? How they do it? They will simply read the first and the last line of the article (Level 2.0 Analyst – they just read the first and last word). They will take a quick glance at the pictures, if included, and then they will make a kilometer long comment as if they have read the whole post. Dude, it’s been 2 minutes since I published the post and you have read the 1500 words post, already?
I feel we all have encountered this kind of reader at least once in our blogging journey. Here, I am sitting with my smartphone in hand, happily reading blog posts from around the world and suddenly my phone just won’t stop buzzing. You know why? Because apparently a brat, sitting on the other side of the hemisphere of the Earth, had a bet with his homie that he can like 1000 posts in 30 seconds. And I am here horrified, dropping my phone, running like an insane to hide under the bed because I feel my phone is now haunted.
They are the busiest person in this whole Milky Way galaxy. They ain’t got time, bae. They have Game of Thrones to catch up, they have NBA matches to watch, they have 18 hours of sleep to take, they have entire GTA 4 to finish, they need to fix their winged eyeliner and they have got 10 kg of food to finish. You get it, right? They are so busy, yet they are also generous enough to go through the WordPress feed. And what they do? Nothing! May be they are too shy or conscious of what they say, so they do nothing except for scrolling, reading, scrolling, reading, some more scrolling…. Forget re-blogging, no liking, no commenting, no sign of acknowledgement for the amazing work we all do. They only exist on their own blog, nowhere else.
This takes us to:
Very much similar to the silent passerby, except that they are too proud of their own work that they feel no other blog is worthy of their valuable likes and comment. Yes, your Highness, we ain’t descendants of Shakespeare like you. They have this thought every time they read someone’s post, ‘I could have done way better work than this’, ‘Huh! I have written about this ages ago’, ‘Do you really call this a writer’s work?’, ‘Buddy, you need to take Grammar classes’.
But when they do comment, it is the most critical comment you will ever read; 50 points on grammar correction, 74 on the flow of content, 97 on how pathetically you have written it. Sir, the best seller author is crying in some corner and has stopped publishing after reading your review. Thank you so much.
This is the reader who never scored more than 7 in a test of 100 because all he mugged up was the name of the chapter. This one just reads the headline and formulates the most detailed presumptions about the post. There he found an article titled My Best Friend and without thinking for a second he commented, ‘Best Friends are so important. We can shop, go movie, hit a road and do so much with them’. And the author there is confused thinking, “Shopping with my dog? Does he want me to sound insane trying on outfits and getting an opinion from my dog?”
Now, this can be any kind of art lover. May be the photographs or may be the painting. All this person looks for in a post is pictures. He doesn’t bother himself with the contents. He will see the most beautifully taken/ drawn pictures and He cannot stop himself from admiring it. These Art Lovers find pleasure only in the art, nothing else
He sees a picture of old- styled, royal mansion near a waterfall with giant mountains in the background. He loved it so much and thought of letting the author know about it. He commented, “The most beautiful picture ever seen. I could live there forever.” And what did the author reply?
“Honestly? I just mentioned that when I went there with my family, my arm was broken, dad fell on his belly from the staircase, mum was bitten by spiders thrice and my sister is in shock because she saw a ghost. Do you really want to live there?”
Finally, the secret admirer – they are the ones who will read each and every post you have ever written, even the ones that you wrote ten years ago. They will go through every detail. And they will love your work so much so that they won’t tell you. No likes, no comments, no sign of admiration. Unless one day, out of blue you decide to check your mails and there you find this particular one sent 6 months ago. That mail took you two days to read because apparently the secret admirer have written 10 lines for each of your post and a conclusion of a meter long. Gracious, secret admirer from hell.
This post, as I have already mentioned, is totally for the fun purpose. It is nothing but my attempt on trying humor to make you all smile (because to make someone laugh is not in my resume). I truly appreciate each and every one of you, who reads my blog and never forgets to let me know that I have done a good work. Thank you to all my readers. I truly, with all my heart and soul, appreciate you all.
Awards and awards all the way….
I was nominated by two most talented, friendly and awesome persons whom I am glad to meet through blogging. Unnati (the face behind Stories From My Diary) and Anya (the 70% human and 30% unicorn behind Your Average Peahead).
If you want to read some heart touching, full of emotions creations check out Unnati’s blog. She portrays various emotions through her words like a pro.
And if you are looking for rib tickling, amusingly comical write ups, do check out Anya’s blog. While I am yet to find my funny bone, Anya has all 206 of them built with humor rather than calcium.
I liked the idea of talking about what makes us happy and spreading happiness. Though, it took me ages to publish a post about it. As matter of fact and out for everyone to see, I haven’t published anything since the Jurassic Age. I will talk about it in the end of this post and also about some decisions I have made of coming month.
So, the rule book of The Happiness Tag says,
5 Things That Make Me Happy
Refer to getting posted every 2-3 years in the beginning of my life, I have always liked the idea of travelling and living in different places. Exploring is one of my really passionate dreams.
Not a pro foodie, but there are certain things that I absolutely love eating and gives me immense happiness. Ice cream, popcorn, white chocolate, fruits (mangoes, pineapple, watermelon leading the list) and Indian fast food (Because spice is my bae).
Obvious, isn’t it? That’s the reason (actually one of the many reasons) I started the blog. I treasure my thoughts as well as I get to read amazing contents written by really awesome people around the world.
Not just any conversation, conversation with dept of ocean and meaningful insights, conversations that hovers your mind even after hours later the conversation is over, conversation that stimulates the soul. I may not be all talkative in person. But if you do manage to open my soul up and get me in flow, we can talk about anything and everything.
It is in the core of my nature. It is integrated part of my characteristics. The satisfaction and the happiness that I get helping out someone is priceless.
5 Songs That Make Me Happy
(I will have to check my playlist for this one. Hold on, just a minute. Uh! Here’s the first one)
Because growing up? Nahh.. I will remain kid at heart forever and ever. (I am a kid trapped in an adult body. Shhh… Do not tell anyone, ‘kay?)
I like its music and the singer’s voice. And also, I liked the creative way in which the song is written.
Because I can relate to this song any day, even if I will be 70 someday, playing basketball on a wheelchair, this is the song that will be forever bae.
I deeply feel that this song is my purpose in life, period.
This song is the ideology that I stand by and will do so throughout my life and after. You are beautiful soul, no matter what others say.
Lastly, 5 Nominees
(I am going to nominate 5 recent followers who, despite the fact that I have not posted anything since last couple of days, were generous enough to follow my blog. Thank You. I truly mean it.)
Firstly, I would like to apologize for not posting since past 4 days, apologies. My days were filled with dark, drizzling clouds (that led to heavy floods and now I am sitting on a tree with laptop, typing), so I couldn’t come up with any ideas to write about. Even if I did, my mind was not particularly cooperating with me. Pardon me, please.
Even though I didn’t post anything, many of you checked out my previous posts, liking and commenting on it. Those notifications really cheered me up. Thank you so much. You guys are truly amazing. I am glad to have you all around.
Today’s the last day of the month June. May be you know or maybe you don’t know, I had promised myself in the beginning of the month that I will post every day this month. And the result, 23 out of 30 days, I published a post on my blog. Good enough, huh? That’s like almost 75% (something that I haven’t scored ever since I went to college). Cheers to the Phoenix!
Also, I have added few widgets to the sidebar of my blog. I would like to know about your opinions on it. Does it look good? Or should I make few more changes?
And… What else? What else? What else?
Oh, yes! Tomorrow a new month is going to begin and I have made few more decisions on the same. Firstly, I will be keeping my promise and I will try to score well than what I achieved this month. Secondly, this month I am going to doodle and rant more, something that I haven’t done much on my blog.
If you guys have any suggestions and feedback regarding my write ups, posts, blog layout, anything and everything, do let me know about it. A warm welcome always awaits for such ideas. You can either contact me or comment below.
Apologies again, for not posting from last 4 days.
Again, thank you so much everyone for all the love and support.
Please, ignore my typos. Generally, I triple check my posts before publishing them, still there are some mistakes that creep in. I am really tired today, so I am not even proofreading today, apologies.
Mistakes corrected! xD
As much as we want to be best version of ourselves, there are times when we feel… umm despondent? Lack of spirits, zero motivation and, sometimes, we are just hopeless about something or other in life. But, whatever the case might be, never forget these things in life. No matter what others say, never let anyone, including yourself, tell you otherwise.
Today’s all about a reminder to you, what you might have forgotten about yourself. Or maybe you remember, so it is just a revision for you. Never Forget That:
Girl, Boy, lady, gentleman… Whosoever is reading this let me tell you one thing. You are a beautiful, imperfectly perfect (because pfftt… being perfectly perfect is way too mainstream and a hallucination), amazing just the way you are. No matter how you carry yourself, as long as you are comfortable in your own skin, you are a beautiful being in this universe. Look yourself in the mirror right now, notice how charming and enchanting the God has made you. Also, this heading is in reference to the song Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars.
You know? Okay, if you do not know, let me break it down for you. You are the best at what you do. If there’s something you are really passionate about, broda, even if you know nothing about it now, learn and soon you will be the best in it. Supreme, excellent, outstanding; these are the words that define your work, nothing less. And if a brat tells you otherwise, rise above all and shut their mouth with your success. Because, duh, the fire in you can never be extinguish so easily.
Because, yes, you are a strong, independent, fiercely fearless warrior who knows how to survive on his/her own. Not only you can survive on your own, you can also, grow, rise and shine. You don’t need anyone to define you. You so have your own identity. Also, YOU are all you need. You don’t have to find someone to make your life happening, you have already got that person – You.
Do I really have to tell you this? Broda, you deserve happiness. Do Not Let Anyone Tell You That You Don’t. Because when you are happy, everything is so good. If any hurdle comes in your way, you can get through it, if you are truly, genuinely happy. Let me explain this with a work out. Imagine you are, umm, sad. You are all lost and walking like zombie. Suddenly, you find yourself in a pit of mud and crease because you were so lost to even notice it. Now, think, had you been happily riding a unicorn, would you have fallen in that pit? See? Be happy. It will save you from falling in to an open manhole.
You deserve the best, nothing less. Why should you settle down for anything and everything, when you know, you deserve Brad Pitt, the dress from Forever 21, gadgets from Apple, dinner at 7 Star, a trip to Paris. Okay, okay don’t aim for Brad Pitt, that would be too irrational but don’t settle for less either. When you are priceless (refer to point 1), then why should you go for anything less? Keep your standards high, broda.
P.S.- You can thank me for this reminder. I know, I have done a good work. *insert shamelessly narcissistic emoji*
P.P.S. – That word written in pink below in the image is Strong. Yep! I made that!