Bizarre Relationships!!

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It was such a beautiful sight

before that voice bumped into my life

Pretending to be a victimized figure

It was a mind full of dirt inside

A figure too selfish

Yeah that’s what you’ll remain for life

Oh I've got no fear in saying that

Yeah you yes you, just get lost from my life

Sitting back with your melodrama

You tried to ruin it all

Your fake concern, fake words

Yeah you conspired, you faked it all

Sugar-coated venom that flows in your veins

you spewed and enjoyed, and kept spewing it on me

Now don’t act so innocent, don’t you try that on me

coz I’ve seen your ugliness, yeah, your selfish reality

Too fake it is, that its mere thought suffocates me

Probably that’s what you wanted, to dominate me

Yeah you wanted me to suffocate secretly in pain

by keeping everything inside of me

You wanted me to conceal my pain

You didn’t mind seeing my breath sinking in dark

You wanted to portray me wrong

Your care was so artificial; I couldn't take it any long

You knowingly rejoiced seeing me wither,
probably waiting in leisure for me to eventually die
You molded things and twisted thoughts

You were just a loser, Yeah I was so right

And that's what you will remain for life

Hard-hearted hypocrite, an inhumane tale

Enough of respect, enough of being patient

Enough of sinking in shrilling silence that’s so pale

I will wait for the time to turn,

I will not quit this soul-wrenching sail

I will never let you win this; yeah 
Time will lead you to your fate without any fail

By that time, pray to god to loosen the knot for you

coz you've been just wasting time unable to see through

My pale skin, my fading eyes, didn't bother you at all
Now take your voice away, or I'll hate you even more 
Yeah you, I hate you from the core of my soul

  

How could you be so hard-hearted?

coz that is not someone we call an angel like figure

You stand no chance in front of my angel my protector

Coz unlike you, she can’t see me fall and wither

Now stop crawling into my soul
Stop clinging onto my being,
keep that hypocrisy away from me

Don't want to see your face again

~~ © VANDANA VERMA

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..Golden Silence..

Hiii all....

It's Friday. Exactly eighth day from my last post, and yes, rosier days have continued to accompany me, which is why I was not wanting to do anything but to take a chill-pill. Thank God, this week was drama-free. After all, who likes to hear cry stories all the time? Got enough action in your own life, haven't you?

One of my friends messaged that she comes to read my blog when she feels low, and she leaves the page with a bright smile on her face. That spurred me on to keep writing despite my lazy attitude (temporary it is, people).

You know what's the nice bit?  The silence. Plain and simple. The not so word-full days. To be able to gather it up and hold it loosely. Not having to hold tightly; grasping, clinging... hoping to not let the moment fly away again. Wow! In love with these calm days. That's like, being at peace with myself and the world. Yeah!

On some days, I long for even just a whisper...loud enough to break in. I can certainly hear better than others. But now-a-days, all I wish for is silence. And, all that silence craves for, is me. Then it doesn't seem to bore... but to bless.

...Silence....

At times,

....You are truly Golden....

Perhaps.... that's what my inner conscience was longing for...a longing too long...for... Peace; that sweet soliloquy of heart; for some time, to introspect. 

And I think, that's quite important,

when your life is heading to take a sharp turn...on that one day!

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Do you ever wonder if this could be the life-changing day for you?

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Have you ever stepped outdoor and gazed at the blue sky and those free clouds, 

that simply take your breath away?

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I have.  Often. And, I whisper to myself - perhaps today's the day.

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Certainly, the day is nearing...it's waiting to take a beautiful turn, with the one coming along, the one who's "my favorite hello and my hardest goodbye".

Favorite hello, yeah! Let's talk only about Hello. I read that somewhere and thought- how true these words are!!

He keeps asking me if I'm excited or not. You know, there are times when expressing joy takes courage.  It really does. He should see my face with that big smile on it. Of coarse, it's never easy to leave your home. But, anything for him...wink!! And, for "..us..". Yes, I mean it!

...This guy...

He is hardworking.

Committed.

Generous.

He is a family person.

Cares deeply.

He is a thankful person.

Easy to laugh.

(The owner of a contagious smile)

Yet, he can be very serious.

I'm proud of him.

I feel blessed to be the one walking by his side.

Dear God...

I'm immensely thankful to you for your sovereignty in bringing two of us together... in such unanticipated ways.

Hmmm... You see, I'm happy today. I came back home early from work, with a cute piece of Mehendi done by my friend on my wrist. 

    . . .Take a look at it, folks. . .

How do you like it?

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Ciao!! 

Hoping to write again, some time soon!!

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How To Sound Funny Even If You Don't Know Shit About Humor..

Tired of being considered passive and boring in front of your jovial and funny friends with good sense of humor. Are you missing that spark? That perfect timing to participate in the joke? Embarrassed when they are cracking something close to the "epicenter of humor"? Do you think discussing "Taarak Mehta" would be enough to ignite the chain of giggles? Had enough of shallow laughing, going to the loo, and trying to change the topic uncomfortably when you start feeling segregated?

Well, you need not worry anymore.

Guys and Girls, I present you with the ultimate guide to the social ladder. Remember, good looking guys would grow old and farty one day. But, the fan list of people like Kiku Sharda, Bharti Singh, and Kapil Sharma will keep getting longer and longer. Need I say more to stress on the importance of having good sense of humor?

Given below are some handy tips that might be used to seem humorous, and if not, then at-least not seeming that boring and passive. Please note, care must be taken to avoid overuse, as you might end up looking like a clown. So, exercise moderation and carefully adopt these tips according to the situation.

GETTING THE FUNKY LOOK 

Remember, when it comes to laughter, people appreciate real humor, and if you don't have those skills, you got to have something to cover it up. That can be your funky t-shirt with some hilarious one-liner, that would overshadow your not-that-great sense of humor. At least, you would look like having a great one!

SEND FUNNY VIDEOS AND JOKES ON YOUR CHAT GROUPS

I've seen some people who, as mentioned, end up looking like a clown. Drop those funny videos and jokes as to make your friends laugh out loud. But, mind the frequency, people. They might stop even noticing and reacting to your jokes if you overflow their chat-boxes with your countless pings that might force their cellphones to hang and shut down. This is clearly annoying and irritating. Give them and their chat-boxes some time to miss you. Otherwise, you would be categorized as jobless and useless, in short, "vellaa".

DON'T FORGET TO REACT, LAUGH, EXCLAIM, AND, NOD

Well, if you can't add on to the humor, at least, be an active participant. Act like you are having currents of amusements by every word of the joke cracked. Join the laugh like everyone else does.  You never know if the person next to you is also doing the same. That's an important practice to be followed in social circles. Don't just sit idle. Nod your head. React. Express with your eyes. Even if you didn't get the joke, don't forget to add one-liners or single words of exclamation. So fake, LOL.

SMILE

Act like it was an average joke that was not up to your mark set for humor.

Remember those Idea ads with Abhishek Bachchan? That moment of sheer awesomeness when Abhishek Bachchan is looking at the person in front of him, and dishes out a smirk and says “Get Idea”? Yes, that’s the smile I'm talking about. 

The Idea 3G... "I’m awesome and you know it" smile

OWN UP TO YOUR SHITTY HUMOR. DON'T DRAG OTHERS INTO IT.

BE IT'S PROUD OWNER.

Don't shy away from cracking a poor joke. And don't ever be embarrassed for the same. Don't expect everyone to laugh on it. For the time being, focus on participation. You would definitely improve one day. Remember, participation is more important than winning. Keep cracking your PJs, that's much better than being boring. 

Like this guy in the picture...

The SRK ..."I look like a moron, but I’m cute" smile

THE HUMOROUS EMERGENCY EXIT

If nothing else works out, use the Fire Escape. Wait for the person to crack a joke. Smile. Take a deep breath, and say, “Well, carry on guys, had enough of laughter dose for the day, now have to work. Don't you people have some?” Then stand up, smile and say bye, and walk off. Don’t turn back, for the people are still staring at you. 

If they still can't understand that you have a personality of your own and you are not much into jokes and laughing till your belly aches, if they can't understand that you are not as expressive, then find another group, and use the same techniques all over again.

❤ ..This Is How Mothers Are.. ❤

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This is my mother.

In our 25 years of togetherness, I have repeatedly given her each and every reason in the book to stop loving me... To give up on me... To stop rooting for me...
But, she would never! She absolutely refuses to!

Over the past 25 years, I've screamed at her. I've blatantly defied her. I've talked back. I've questioned her. I've done every stupid thing to put her in sorrow. 

I've made messes in her sweet home.  I've destroyed her peace of mind. I've been stubborn to no end. I've been rigid, and I've refused to understand.

I've made the same mistakes again and again, even when she asks me several times to rectify myself. I still play with chalks. I eat too spicy outside. I still wear funny things. She knows that I still play with chalks secretly. She never forgets to make all her efforts to stop me from doing all of that, but I resume it all again after sometime.

She still protects me from every bad thing in the world.
She takes it all, because she loves me.
She is my loving mother.

I cry and she is always there to listen. I'm hungry and she feeds me. 

I often feel lost, and she always helps me find my way.

When there is no solution, when I fail, she encourages me, and offers something way better; 

that's her unconditional love and support.

I take, and I take, and I take...

She just gives, and she gives, and she gives...

!!!...always...!!!

This pattern is bewildering, but fully certain so, since I'll never stop needing her. 

Be it any phase of my life and after.

In my weakest moments, when I had ceased loving myself; when I had given up on myself; when I had stopped standing for myself; my mother had always been there to tell me that she loves me, to tell me that she's proud of me, to tell me that I am capable enough to fight, and win every darn battle of life, to tell me that she will always be there with me, no matter what.

And with that, I continue to find my strength in her....to try again!

Her smile, that heals me.
Her touch, that brings me back to life.

Everything that I ever hope to accomplish in this life and in the life to come, is made possible because of this beautiful lady who is my mother, and for that, I am incredibly grateful!!!

Love you, Mommy!

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Is She Married? Yes!?! No!?!

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Traditional wedding symbols. . .

Sindoor, Mangal Sutra, Bangles, Kumkum, Bindi, etc. . .Are they meant just to give you a tag that reads 'unavailable'? Or, there's more to it?

I agree that there's more to it. Yes, I do! There are actually few scientific reasons behind wearing some of these symbols. But, does it oblige everyone to keep them incorporated in daily practice?

I am not saying that they should; or they should not. This being their own personal decision without any comparisons, I just want to share my views over here...

. . . Here's what's it all about. . .

"I didn't want to marry. I wanted to carry on with my JRF, with my maiden name itself. And one day, my insane love for a guy brought me into a marriage with him. After a point of time when it got unmanageable, I left behind my dream of Ph.D. I started to search for a job and simultaneously gave various competitive exams for government services. Meanwhile, I fully assumed new roles and responsibilities but somewhere deep down, I had not forsaken my old life. I live on two different planes", my friend says. For her, wedding symbols were...well… just symbols. But now, she wears sindoor, a wedding ring, along with the bangles all the time; not because she likes to, but she is expected to wear them everyday. "I do not wear mangal sutra because I don't like the idea at all. On some days, I wear a bindi because I look somwhat different and more beautiful with bindi on my forehead. But that happens only when I am wearing a saaree or salwar-kameez for some special occasion," says my dear friend.

Another one of my friends got engaged few months back. Every time we talked, I could see her fussing about the engagement ring.

She constantly had this fear of loosing her diamond studded ring. "It is slightly loose on my finger. As soon as it comes in contact with soap and water, it almost slips off. Since it's the next most precious thing I've ever worn after my trillion dollar smile, to wear or not to wear the engagement ring; is the big question right now! "Is it necessary to wear it as a public statement of my relationship status, even at the risk of losing the first?", she said.

Talking about myself, I'm not much into accessorizing my clothes. I like it simple! When I got engaged, I faced this restlessness constantly dominating me as I could feel the weight of the earth on my finger. That doesn't mean that I don't love my ring or, I'm not ready to take the forth-coming responsibilities with a smile. No, that's not the case. I love my engagement ring to the core. It looks ravishing! But the discomfort while wearing it for every single moment of the day was so much that the weight felt on my finger moved onto my head and I started having headache every now and then.  Also, it didn't seem safe to me to wear it on daily basis. Safety issues! A major concern! I told this to my fiance. He understood my problem and suggested me to discontinue the practice of wearing it on daily basis. Believe me, it's slightest brush against a piece of cloth or anything used to make my her heart gallop like a horse. But now I'm happy that it's kept safe at home and I'm carefree about losing it. 

But my friend was not allowed to do so. So she decided against taking it off. "I will get the ring tightened. I'm not left with the option of taking it off. They say that your ring symbolizes the added responsibilities that come with a marriage. My days of a hassle-free life are over," she said.

Now she has got married and she is not willing to adopt the other "symbols" that would approve her as a married woman. For her, sindoor and bindi is fine, but a dozen of bangles in each hand and mangal sutra in neck are a complete no-no.

Similarly, I know that I'll have to wear all of them during my wedding. But wearing them all everyday is totally an impractical idea for me as well. And mind it, that doesn't mean that I dislike these marriage symbols. I shall be wearing them at suitable times because they complement an outfit, or suit an occasion.

~~~For a simple fact, you always dress accordingly!~~~

If I'm wearing semi-formal or western at work, I don't need to accessorize my clothes with Indian jewelry. It can be very distracting for myself and others as well. We live in a practical world. We work.

When I'm wearing Indian, I will accessorize my clothes with Indian jewelry. In that case, I will have to make sure that the chain or any necklace is in place, and hooked... My bindi might just fall off after some time... Bangles, yeah, they always come in the way during operating a computer mouse (experienced in this case..)... And of coarse, it is always better to keep it light or off if commuting daily by public transport.

As far as the sindoor/kumkum goes after getting married, I might wear it. I think I will... every now and then. But it might not always be visible to you, because it would not be that prominent... (Wait! Don't tell me that you're one of those who are always scanning a woman from top to bottom? You know, I never understood why it's always women who are being scanners for other women. They will always poke them with their irritating questions like, why are you not dressed up like a newly married girl? Why do you wear plain clothes, wear vibrant colorful clothes! "Chatakh Matakh" types!! Where is your bindi, your bangles, wear some more sindoor, uff! They always need to taunt because without that, their food won't get digested!  Please, somebody shut their mouths..!! I'm saying so because I've seen this happening with my married friends.) 

If she does wear it all, that's very nice. It's her choice. She likes dressing up that way.

If she doesn't, it is OKAY; nobody is going to be harmed.

People! Mind your own business! 

You must have seen an Indian woman dressed up on a festive occasion. She wears a saree, or lehenga, or salwar-kameez. She gets her Indian accessories out and enjoys that one day looking decked up and gorgeous. Doing all that everyday? Mmmm... It takes away the fun, and is too much of work! 

But I think this discussion should not be stretched so much that it starts bringing in the debatable issues of women independence, freedom, women rights, etc. It isn't that complicated friends.

You've got to be understanding here!

Life style has changed over a period of time and it's natural for one to adopt to it instead of sticking to the ancient practices, beliefs, and idea of living. When there's no significant symbolizing practices for displaying a man's marital status, if he doesn't come under such queries, women have also broken out of these shackles of customs and objectified them.

It's a free country. It is a personal decision. 

The decision could have been arrived at due to a million reasons ranging from "I don't have time" to "I just love wearing it everyday" to "it makes me look old" to "it makes me look more beautiful" to "I don't believe in this sindoor like symbolization" to "I love this newly wed look" to "I have an individual identity" to "It's a part of my routine life now". Whatever it is, we are nobody to judge them. 

For one woman, the symbols of her marriage are, her husband and her children. They are her life, nothing else can better symbolize her marriage. For her, the best way to show everyone that she is married is to work at her marriage and make it a happy one. After all, marriage is more than just a symbol. Isn't it?

For the other,  her mangal sutra, toe-rings and sindoor become an inseparable part of her life. She doesn't view them as a piece of jewelry or make-up. They become as important as her family is for her. For example, one of my friends love to wear toe-rings and bangles even as being unmarried. She loves wearing them so much that she is looking forward to wearing them everyday after her marriage.

The fact is that...

"Every woman is unique. 

Their choices, their life styles, their likes and dislikes...~differ~. 

But the bigger fact is that... 

They all have this one thing in common.. They all live for their families & their loved ones. 

Doesn't matter if they wear sindoor, or not!"

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..~..Respect Your Privileges..~..

After a super-hectic weekend, we went out for some shopping to de-stress ourselves. Evening is always the best time for that...the feel-good time! Well, somewhere in the middle of our way, shopping seemed to have become the secondary activity; our aim shifted towards having some delicious food at a famous nearby market. But, women are the happiest, when they get to SHOP..!! Yeah...they don't like to miss shopping! So, after a happy and colorful round of shopping, we headed towards the food-zone to have some delicious fast food...kind of a famous eat-street activity! You know, where there is a momo-outlet, the mouths of their lovers water! They are not allowed to ignore them. It's a sin to overlook your favorite foods. Isn't it? We went ahead and checked out the menu for something new. As always, our eyes were set on the variety of chicken momos... ONLY!

Steamed chicken momos were dragging our taste buds under monotony from some days, so we decided to try out fried chicken momos from the same stall this time. Believe me, those were the best fried momos we've ever had, extremely rich in taste and content but so light at the palate. Fiery bliss! But, can't tell you how long we had to wait for them. At a point, it started seeming like forever. Standing for about 10 minutes, finally we got that gleam of light in our eyes when those beautiful round golden momos arrived. The guy served them and we just couldn't wait a minute longer to gobble them up. Each of us picked up one and dipped it thoroughly in spicy chili sauce. 

It was about to plunge into my mouth when we heard a voice, "Mam, please stop! Those are not chicken momos." We were like, WHAT ?? what do they consist of then?? Pork?? NO! We were shocked and confused whether he had served us some other form of non-veg. In the midst of that current of confusion, another voice came saying, "Don't worry mam, those are veg momos." Uff, that gave us a moment of relief..!! Then what, we were again requested to wait and finally after 5-6 minutes, we got to eat them. Thank God; the excitement was not killed entirey. Anyway, the momos were worth the wait, totally!! They were crispy, juicy, spicy, rich in content; and the cherry on the cake was the smokey chili sauce, with the accurate amount of spiciness in it! I would give them 9 on 10. That's because I've saved the top position for the Tandoori Momos that my father brings for us every week. Nothing tempts me more than their mesmerizing sight. I would definitely share their picture with you soon.They are simply 10 on 10...!!!

While sharing our experience with you, I constantly had a thought coming to my mind.

..~..~.. A thought to ponder upon ..~..~.. 

"How lucky we are to be able to savor all our favorite foods. 

Not everyone in the world has this privilege of choosing what they want to eat. Many of us go to bed hungry. 

Not everyone is as blessed as we are. 

So please, respect your privileges and do not waste food!"

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If I had a chance to have only one wish granted by the angels, I would have asked for adequate food for every stomach. How beautiful this world would have been if it was actually possible! I pray that a day comes when it would turn into reality. . .Someday. . .I wish!

Hmmm. . . after feasting on momos and finishing every bit of them, we went ahead to try veg cheese-burst pizza from another outlet. Well this time, it was not worth the wait. In one word, it was ...eeeeuuuuuuwwwwww....properly "uncooked" tasteless texture-less pizza it was! I would not even want to give it a rating. It spoiled our mood completely. I wish we never tortured our tongue with that strange tasteless thing served in the form of pizza. It was like a parody...a very bad one! Waste of money it was!

It was not enough folks. 

We decided to have some golgappeee to change our taste. But they were also average. Not that crisp, not that tangy, they seemed utterly plain in taste. Phew! They also didn't help us much in getting over from that horrifying pizza. After going through a struggle for taste, we were not left with enough energy to try anything else as the later two had already spoiled our evening to a great extent. 

So to conclude, what made us really happy was the shopping on that evening, followed by the yummiieee fried chicken momos!

It is very rare when mommy, sister, and I go out together on weekends. But, whenever it happens, that time becomes a part of the most joyous times we could ever have. Every single moment is zealous and cherishable.   (Papa is never free. He never gets time to have some rest..) 

..~..~.. We love each others' company to the Moon and back!! ..~..~..

..~..~.. Just LOVE those times!! Every bit of my family!! ..~..~.. 
   

Is It So Difficult, Friends?

Life, as we all know, can't always be smooth sailing and perfect. There are days when we are short-tempered, we react overly to small things, we snap at one another, we take the crap until we can't tolerate it any more. The dam of our patience slowly starts overflowing. Then it starts creaking and cracking, until it can not hold it any longer. Finally it bursts with fury, sending raw expression upon raw emotion rushing through the cracked walls, allowing them to flow freely against all the pressures.

When I started writing this post, I really didn't know what to write.  

I just had "n" number of thoughts running across my head and voices echoing in my ears. Voices of some people I got to know in real meaning after having them heard...their stories...their experiences....that changed them for life...that made them what they are today...how the actions of few people around them affected them emotionally that forced their thought processes to change completely.

I'm going through a stage of amazement and all I could wonder about is how easy it can get for people to judge others without knowing their reasons, their life stories. Haven't they ever had a not-so-good time, or a bad time, that might have caused them to behave in a raw manner... just the way they actually feel, without any masks on. Is it so difficult to empathize with them? Are they so different that we can't treat them right? If not, why are they categorized as rude, arrogant, insane, ill-mannered, and so on. . .

As if, we have never committed a mistake, or we have never been impolite to anyone. As if, we are as pure as we expect others to be! 

The lady sitting beside me shared how she was turning into that "exploited lady" more and more with each day passing and then came a stage when she just could not take it anymore. She was being deceived by every second person whom she trusted upon in the run of solving her issues. How she was disrespected, and how she was pushed to the darkness of depression, to a point where she started feeling "pretty darn pathetic".  After a certain span of time, she has started feeling better. But now, people have started seeing her as an arrogant and rude person. Why? Just because now, she is not ready to take anyone's shit. Yeah! Call her psycho, because she would give it back to you. Be ready to handle it, or don't ruin her peace at all.

Similar circumstances and insensitive emotionless "humans"  turned another young girl into a STRONG LADY. . .She is being called lazy and ill-mannered, by the slackers who are always running away from their responsibilities. What they are perfect in is the art of stealing away others' credit for a job well done. How could someone be so mentally sick to sit idle themselves, and harass another individual all day by asking her to finish unjustified amount of work, all alone. 

Why should someone make personal sacrifices for no credit, that too for such people. I can't find a reason. . .genuine enough!

I never understood how all of this hypocrisy, back-bitching, finding happiness in someone's pain, could let a person have a peaceful sleep at night. Why people can't start their day with a positive attitude, not only towards themselves, but towards their fellow companions as well. 

You know, it's only a matter of keeping our thoughts and views CLEAN... dirt-free. 

Let's be compassionate enough to those whose lives have been, or currently are, engulfed by pain, sorrow and loss. Let's take a moment to empathize with them and I think, we all can do that. Let's share smiles and allow them to carry through their difficult times. Let's not be judgmental. Please, I request..!! 

Let's stop stretching things to a point where they break into pieces, to never get repaired again. Let's learn to take things lightly and make it easy for our friends as well to get comfortable with their lives. It should not be that hard for any of us, friends!

PC: Positive Outlooks (via Google Images)

˙·٠• Creating Yourself •٠·˙

"Hey dear life...Where have you been hiding?

My heart has been running to chase you!

My first quest, dear life, is you...Yeah..it's you!

Please apprise me of what's it like to be far from me.

Here I'm standing anxious to have a glance at you!"

(☆★☆ few lines born from yesterday's  boredom. . .)

　　　　　　

I'm supposed to attend my "In-Service Training" this entire week. Well that's not my concern. My concern is to attend every session attentively. Yes, being attentive! Trust me; that really gets difficult sometimes, or most of the times. The concern, that ends on futile trials. That's not because I'm reluctant towards learning; I'm a learner for life, you see! But, going through the same lessons again and again is really boring, and tiring as well. The training so far is seeming no different than the orientation training that we went through in the first month of our service; it's kind of a repetition this time. 

So, what does one should do to kill time in that scenario? Or I should say, what we actually do in that case? I know our answers are all same, wink! We mostly daydream, yawn, sleep with open eyes, draw lines and circles in our notebooks, check time on our cellphones, wait for the break, and pretend to be a keen listener. Right? 

In the midst of this boredom, I came across a quote on one of the social networking websites. It was:

"Life is not about finding yourself. It's about creating yourself."

Creating yourself! 

That definitely is the aim of each one of us. But how, when, and where do we start? 

I remember this beautiful Hindi song that we've grown up hearing. . . 

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"Papa kehte hai bada naam karega...

Beta humara aisa kaam karega...

Magar ye toh, koi naa jaane...

ki meri manzil hai kahaan..."

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Yeah! This song is about creating ourselves. What shape do we take, is decided by the path chosen by us.

So what is "Creating yourself"? I think, it's not totally about owing a big name in the world, a big house, big cars, or a luxurious lifestyle. It's actually about being an individual who is full of happiness and contentment.. No doubt the above mentioned things are desired by all of us as they help us meeting that contentment and happiness in life to some extent. Not being materialistic, that's a fact! 

To achieve it all, we start with studying hard since childhood. One of life's beautiful phase flies by in understanding it's meaning. Half of the youth goes away in giving life a direction; finding a desired job takes away the whole of it. In this journey of achieving something, we lose the sight of our destiny- A LIFE TO BE CHERISHED! Then, erasing the difference of day and night, we push all our limits and burn ourselves in the fire of  hard work. In the long run, a time arrives when we forget the actual purpose behind it; which was. . . to live a happy and content life. . . to enjoy life. I guess, that's why we were born!

We often tend to forget that our internal happiness is not dependent on materialistic things.

I think we all are aware of what is capable of giving us that eternal happiness. . .Yes, that is. . . LOVE of the dear and near ones; spending time with them; making MEMORIES with them. 

And, we don't need to be a millionaire for that! Do we? 

Life and Happiness are bound to time, and time, my friend, is bound to pass. So, make the best use of it. Not only by adding on to your achievements, but also CELEBRATING this beautiful gift of life. 

Remember. . . We won't get another one!