Ek Ehsaas...

Ek nazar dekhun toh sab kuch hai
Aur dusri hi nazar kuch bhi mera nahi
Ek nazar dekhun toh sabhi hain yahan
Aur dusri hi nazar koi bhi mera nahi
Sab kuch hai mera hissa

Aur mai hun hissa sabka
Phir bhi MAI kuch nahi hun
Jo hai woh sabhi hai Uska...

                                           -Arpna :-)

A Thought.

Life ain't about crying over the lack of best resources, it is about making the most of all the resources YOU have. Thus, life is not about reaching the top of the world, it is about reaching the top of YOUR OWN world. :-)

Arpna

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Barfi (movie)

One word to describe the movie Barfi - Innocent. 
Happiness lies in the small things, and happiness also lies in expressing your feelings openly :) Many times we are paralyzed at those critical moments of life when we have to take a decision. Causes of such an attack? Its the conflict between the heart, that seeks happiness, and the mind, that seeks security. A choice that we all have to make at some point in our life, and in many cases the sense of security triumphs. But are we really secure at any time in our life, even while you are reading this status? :) I don't want to mention what can happen. Just have the courage to choose happiness over security. ;) :) 

Cheers!!!

Thought Again

Will power is your tool to control your body and not letting your body control you. - Arpna.

A thought.

Mortals believe and compliment what they can recreate and prove.
Immortals believe and compliment that which cannot be proved and recreated. - Arpna :-)

A vision

Here is a vision (daydream actually :D ) that I had today :-)
I stood like a mountain, seeing all that lies ahead
I then transformed to water, crystal clear, running down the the slope, picking up pace,
twisting and bending, ever flowing, easily modifying my form, making my own way through the rocks...
I then transformed into wind, free willed, invisible but omnipresent,
possessing the ability to move away the dark clouds, creating music everywhere I went, attaining the soaring heights...
At last transformed into golden dust, glittering, charming its onlookers,
coming together to form a star, shining in that dark sky, inspiring and guiding many a soul like mine...

If ever I'm supposed to get drunk I'll choose the 'wine of life'.
My heart is replete with joy whenever I look up to you in the sky, blue with master strokes of white and decorated with the divine silver light. So vast and so clear, I fail to find anything to compare.
The sun, even when dark clouds conspire, does not cease to shine and show its light, teaching the same lesson over and over, the clouds are temporary and the SUN is FOREVER...
How can I not jump in joy when I see you smiling like that from heavens above. I know I'm your child, guided and protected by your love...

:)

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Universe is patient.

You need not hurry, you need not panic. You are the manifestation of the universe, and when the source took its time to be enigmatic and rustic, so should you. The universe did not become what it is today in a short period. It was slow and patient to show what it was capable of, and even now it will take many more years to present its varied colors. You too need to slow down work things out patiently. Precipitation does not comply the nature of universe, and so it won't serve you either.

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Mountain of hope.

Climbing the mountain of hope and not looking back even once. The uncertainty fills the head and pulls away the magical carpet of dreams from beneath my feet. I fidel with logic and the elusive conviction triumphs, pushing me up the mountain on bare feet this time. The same event repeats for nth time, troubling me, torturing me, but I get through everytime. Who knows what awaits me on the top, will I have a euphoric view to rejoice for rest of my life or will I be pushed off from the edge of the mountain of hope to make me regret having climbed it all the way up?

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My Friends Philosophers and Guides :)

This post is to thank the special people, Srishti, Ruby, Alkesh, Laxmi Di and Meghana, who have shaped and gave direction to my life, who have taught me how to love and helped me cultivate the ability to change with the changing times, who made me smile when I felt low, who listened to my long stories and silly philosophies and so on . . . 

It took me time to realize the value of the what I have received from the one sitting above (who is always smiling, laughing, cracking silly jokes and playing tricks with me :-D ). God, who apart from playing with me , also took care of me, and to carry me in his arms during the tough times he sent you all in my life as his instruments. I don't wonder how my life would have been without you people because I love it the way it has been written so far, scribbled at some points and beautiful verses like you at another point. I see myself constructing a bridge to reach the other end of this life, and you guys have acted as pillars of my bridge so far, who appeared on their own when I most needed them, preventing me to just fall off :-)

Srishti, I will never be able to thank you for the love you gave me. It was you who actually taught me how to love selflessly. No matter how times have changed and how distant we are physically and in feelings, I will always be in debt to you for your love and friendship. Love you Bhindi :-)

Ruby, you have been a true buddy. The line 'Ruby Dooby' still comes to my mind :-D and your expressions on hearing it make me laugh. So, ruby dooby  I had a GREAT time with you in our +1 and +2. The best part was saying 'yes' when whole class said 'no' and saying 'no' when whole class said 'yes'. :-D Haha... A dedication for you, the song from movie Dostana- Tu Hai Toh Tehdi Mehdi Rahein.... :-D I know whenever we will meet there will be no complaints, only teasing and loads of laughter.

Alkesh, the savior, who made me smile when all I had with me were tears and sadness on my birthday night. You have always been the one to kick away my gloomy disposition, whenever you came to know about it, and replace it with fits of laughter :-D Thank you for all the laughter sessions. And how can i forget the IPL fever :-D Cheering every ball of the over, every six, every wicket, all through messages. IPL was fun only because of you.

Laxmi Di, our chat history is longer than our friendship history LOL :-D Thank you for giving me the gift of your time and listening to my puerile stories. Nothing can match the feeling of contentedness that I get knowing that I have someone to ask my questions, someone to clear my doubts, someone to guide, someone to share anything without the fear of being judged, someone whom I can call my idol, someone who prays for me, someone to love me, and someone to call me Little One  :-) Thank you from the abyss of my heart ;-) :-D

Meghana, my travel guru, my late night party buddy and the one knows the philosophies that I will share in my book LOL :-D Thanks for the interest that you show in listening to my stupid silly thoughts, travel tips to get into a bus and all those late night chats :-D. The GBBs were our first topic of discussion and from then on there was no stopping :-D Loads of media shared. The best of all is the feeling of facing same troubles together at same time, though at different places. You have always been on the other side of the phone giving me a feeling that I am never alone. (Hi-Five, I wish I could place our favorite smiley here now :-D ) 

Each one of you has made a difference in my life, added a charm to it, and I wanted you to know this. Thank you for all your love, laughter, hugs, smiles and wise words. 

Yours Truly  :-)

Lassitude Reigns

How blissful it is to just lie on the couch in front of the cooler daydreaming and having nothing to do at all... :-D If I don't have to anything then why am I here!!! :-P Day before yesterday I read about the sloth in a book and I wish to be a human sloth after reading that. LOL. :-D For the time being, I am enjoying my lazy summer afternoon lying idle.
Kachow!

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A thought.

Philosophy and science - it all started from apple.
- Arpna Singh.

:-D

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Stirrings

I am the water that flows only in one direction, to meet the source of elixir far away in some remote land. I seek nothing except for the desire to flow unrestricted. Happy and blessed will I be to help many a bleak hearts bloom into gardens of delight, to let lives of those that touch me flourish. Nothing is an integral part of me, nor anything will ever be, except for me, myself and the one who gave me birth. I took form from the source, a soul, that has been dividing since the times unknown. While I flow many creatures and things exist under the surface, but none of them is me in true sense. I am just the water that flows only in one direction, and will always do.

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Lack of belonging

Few days back I was returning from my class on my bike. I reached a traffic signal and had to wait for it to go green.  While I awaited my turn, the boys next to me on a bike violated the rules and crossed over while it was still a red signal. Its quite normal to see people getting impatient like that on the road now a days, so I choose not to give any head to it. But the boys hit the front tire of an old motorbike, which was being driven by a man, about fifty, and the man fell to ground. The man was moving because it was a green signal for him and it was the boys who violated the rules. Now in the first place I did feel a little angry because the guys looked back, noticed that the man had fallen and still chose to drove away. What could be the reasons for their such disrespectful behavior? May be they had no reverence for the other people in the society, especially the old. Or may be they were scared that the man will shout at them and abuse them for what seemed to be just a mistake. The second reason resonated loud in my head. Most often, than not, I come across people on the road who disregard the feelings of the person who is sorry for his mistake. Why do we forget that we are humans and we all make mistakes. The man, who fell, did not say a word. He might have had few harsh feelings but there was a chance that those feelings could have melted if the boys had choose to turn back and apologize for their fault, and it was possible only if they felt connected to that man, because we don't hurt people whom we are connected to, even if that connections is 'human connection', which seems quite vague in general or worldly sense these days. Even before this incident, one early morning I saw a man lying on the roadside and a cop was noting down the statement of a biker on his notepad. Next morning in the newspaper we read that the man on the roadside was dead and a passer by reported the police about the dead body. What would happen if the driver of the vehicle, that hit the unlucky man that day, had stopped and took him to the hospital? Was there any chance for his survival? Why do our fears become larger than the significance of someone's life?

How many of you will stop and apologize if you ever made a mistake while driving on the road?  Will you just move on because you think that the other person would never apologize if he did the same mistake?
It is not about what others do, it is about what you choose to do.

Without any title...

This hot sultry afternoon I feel like writing. Nothing specific in mind as there are so many thoughts popping and fading. From past few days I have had at least three things to blog about each day, but blame it on my lazy attitude, I never took the pain to get down to my laptop and get those free electromagnetic waves (of thoughts) stored on some semiconductor device. LOL. :-D

Right now, on the wall opposite to me there is a tennis racket hanging. I started liking Lawn Tennis when I first saw Roger Federer playing in the Wimbledon on my television screen. The ease and elegance with which he played made the game look so simple. Those unmatched services left me awestruck. Had I been eloquent, I would have blogged only about Federer's style of playing.After watching his game I decided to learn how to play lawn tennis and soon found a coach for myself. With exuberance I went to the court on first day and impressed the coach. I had been playing basketball before so I am not bad when it comes to playing games and few other sports (few other sports because I crushed my ankle while practicing for Long Jump). So, I was pretty good at this tennis thing, but it did not last for long. The class began at 6:30 a.m. and ended around 7:05 a.m. I used to reach home by 7:15 or 7:20, and then within twenty minutes I had to get ready for my college because the college bus arrived at 7:40 a.m. Being a relaxed person, I refrain from taking any sort of unnecessary stress or trouble. So, I gave up the idea of learning lawn tennis and focused on my studies. Yes, I did know "all study and no play makes Jack a dull boy", yet I went with my decision. Now the racket is hanging there, reminding of the job undone. May be I'll think of joining the class again.

Next, the wall on the other end of the room has a red chart paper pasted on it with cello tape on it. The chart paper has numbers 1 to 40 written on it. I had put up that chart for the purpose of getting up early and going to the gym. I kept crossing the days, with pencil, when I kept my resolution. But that didn't last for long either. After a week, or may be a little more, I fell out of the habit of waking up early. Then I used the same chart to mark the number of days when I learned new words to improve my vocab. Needless to say, I failed again. After eight days I thought of taking a break and the break lasted for months :-D Now you must be thinking what a big failure I am. I don't take it that way. In first place I tried, and in the process of trying I did improve myself. When you decide to do a task, it is not always necessary to  finish it up. The experience you gain in the act of doing the job does count. I am at my vocab task again and I will try to wake up early too.

Did I tell you I have a big pink teddy bear in my room? The teddy is giving me stern looks because I had to wash it and I didn't complete that job as well. Oh! I even forgot to wash the blue stars ( which are soft toys) and two big cushions. And what about the useless photostatted papers peeping out of the cupboard...??? :-P

I guess I should stop here or else I'll have a long list titled 'Incomplete Tasks'. :-D Now if you don't find me here blogging you know what I'll be doing. :-D

Take Care!

Sharing The Silence

Standing near the railing of the ship, she kept gazing into the vast expanse of the ocean. Observing the disturbances in the water, and feeling the zephyr. The source of divine light was slowly disappearing, as if the ocean was pulling it inside.

He saw her, and approached her. For a moment he looked at her but she was lost. He turned his face to the setting sun. They stood there silently...

He gently put his hand onto hers. She didn't move but felt that she had been taken. She was not alone anymore. He drew near and wrapped his arm from behind around her shoulder. Together they watched the waves and listened to the music of the water. No words were spoken, just the silence that existed. She leaned her head on his shoulder, and the two got lost in the ecstasy of the moment...

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Rinsing.

Drenched in the rain,
I soak the consoling drops,
And let the pristine water
Heal my wounds.
The water trickles down my face,
Caressing me, penetrating my soul,
Reaching my hurts, and treating the same.
Mother nature envelops me,
Like a child in mother's womb.
The thundering of the clouds,
Tries to shoo away the monsters of the world.
I lie there, with my eyes closed,
Thinking of the place I belong to,
And searching the reason, why I got stuck here...
Not able to stand the burden of my own thoughts,
I give up, and
Pass away into a deep sleep.

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SOUNDS OF THE NIGHT.

A critter creating a sound like a record struck on same note...

The momentary sound of a lonely soul dances on the silence of the night when the nepali watchman hums a song in his mother toungue. Not being able to decipher what the song means, I choose to cherish the melody, sweet as honey...

Far, in the distant, the train is running on the endless track, and whistling as it rushes towards its destination...

The clock, ticking in the background, brings me back to the room. The second's hand, though smallest in terms of units of time but works the hardest...

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Blog Blah_blah.: Day 9 - I for inspiration.

Blog Blah_blah.: Day 9 - I for inspiration.
nice poetry :)

Connected or not?

I finally manage to return to the blog after a long span. Some can't write because they feel they have a block :-D, and some, like me, can't write because they have so much that they can write about. I'll probably have my ears pulled, by someone, for the previous statement. LOL. But, believe me, I have a long list saved in my cell phone which is about thoughts I can blog about. Lets leave that and quickly jump to the topic of the day. From past two days I have been trying to figure out what are the things to which I am connected or attached. Forget about the things, who are the people that I am attached to? There are few beautiful souls whom I love, a lot. But when I go deep into my thoughts, I find I can go on with my life even if they choose not to stay. Don't get me wrong. All I mean is, I don't feel connected to anyone of them eternally. I end up seeing myself very detached. Does that mean my love for my friends, family and other people whom I love, is not real? I don't feel it that way, but most of the times I let people connect with me rather than me connecting with them. For instance, during my school time, I had a new friend for every class and I can name them too. But testing my memory is not the game I am playing today. What I am trying to trace here is the reason behind my having variety of friends. Many things come to my mind but the most feasible reason I have is that I never got possessive about people whom I took as my friends. I admit I have been at fault in one of my friendships, but when you have two choose between two people, one is definitely going to be hurt. Apologies for that. Getting back on track, I never really felt like fighting when friends chose to move out of the friendship. I never felt I had a right to change anyone's mind or even influence it with my own thoughts. To mention again, I never felt connected at the end. Fast forward a bit and come to this present time. I have this vision, again and again, that I live my life quite unconnected. I don't have any right to suggest or decide what others do with their lives. I let them live they want to live. Yet there is something that I feel connected to. The Nature. I enjoy my affair with the air, that plays with my hair, whispers in my ears, kisses my face, touches my hands, embraces me... I had my own vision of  God one night, the most serene dream I have ever had. He is the only one I feel connected to... All that said, I don't feel that I don't know how to love and spread happiness. That's something, I am sure, I have learned. Spreading smiles is all that counts. When you are close to the one above, you are close to everyone here below :-)

What is it that you feel connected to?

A thought.

Eat your ego, or ego will eat you - Arpna Singh

Seemingly lone but living a life of its own :)

       



I roam around, most of the time, alone not because I can't find a company for myself but because I love spending time with myself. Anyone who sees me might get a feeling that I am a lonely soul, but actually I am living a life of my own just like the tree in the picture.

I idea of this blog took form when I was looking at the vast expanse of green fields behind the college building. I saw a tree in the middle of the expanse, standing there alone. I did take a picture of it, but I lost it somehow, giving me another reason to curse technology. So I managed to get another picture to help my readers's imagination.

When I looked at the tree I thought to myself about the importance of having a company. In no time my thoughts shifted to the topic of type of company we seek. I mean being a human, do I always find myself among people? No, because many a times I feel happy spending time with the elements of the nature; getting drenched in the rain, enjoying the sunshine, gazing at the silver lining of the clouds, feeling the wind on my face, watching the eagles fly, listening to the parrots and so on. In case of the tree, the one in the picture and the one that I saw, there were no other trees around it but the tree definately has the company of the nature, of the birds, of the insects. So even if the tree seems to be alone, it is not alone. It is different than the others and has its own way to look at the things and to face the challenges. It lives a life of its own.

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Wondering... and going Haa Haa Haa :D

I have spent almost eight years till now, dreaming of being a pilot. But why, WHY did I ever think of being a pilot??? Here is one of the most silly answer you can ever get for that question. I was on the terrace when I saw a plane, and I remembered that every person that I was close to went out of the country, to live in UK, USA, Canada or Australia. I was hurt and I decided to be a pilot, so that I can fly to the places where my dear ones lived and meet them :-D All these years I have been very serious about it, but at this moment all I am doing is laughing at it. Its not that I don't want to be one now, but its like, even if I don't be one, it will not make much difference to me and my life. I can recall the time when I wanted to be a 'Basket Ball player', and when I wanted to be a 'Veterinary Doctor'. Both the times I was quite serious but still I did not end up being any of the two and I am not regretting at all. There were even more things I thought of, like being a car racer :-D but I am not even that.

I know achieving your dream is a big thing, but what if you don't feel like pursuing it any further, as in my case. I must admit that I am quite weary of my two day search for a graduate college due which I am writing this whole crap. There are so many courses to choose from and I don't have any idea about what should I choose. I entered engineering without having any idea about it and now I am thinking of studying further :-o I have, probably, gone nuts. I kept telling my mom throughout the day that I don't want to study further. But if I don't study then what will I do? Job in an MNC? Hang me before someone puts me into one.

I wonder where will I end up after the completion of my present degree... I need to stop thinking about it and take care of my present.

VOW

Off late I have been quite active on my Facebook account and now I feel I cannot keep away from it. It is bothering me to some extent because I wish to practice the strategy, the vow of silence, of Buddhist monks of increasing your will power by keeping your mouth shut and speaking, to the point. I might not talk much at home or college , but on Facebook, it now feels that I can't keep my mouth shut. My status updates might act like an open window for anyone who reads it to sneak-peek into my life. So, from now on I will refrain from using Facebook as much as possible and try to blog as much as possible. :-)

I vow, not to update my status for the remaining days of the month or even more than that.
I make a vow of silence.

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No One Is Spared-part 2

The little gold fish in the picture has something missing. Can you tell what it is?

The windows, to the outer world, called eyes are missing. This fish lives in my neighbor's aquarium along with many others. It is always found in the front right corner of the tank and has something special about it. Whenever the neighbours put the feed in the tank the gold fish is the first one to know about it, and, thus it is the first one to eat the food. The ones with the eyes follow her path. :-)

The fish, like the bird, can do what it is meant to do, i.e swim. What else is she required to do? :-)

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Automatic Mode

I am quite weary of this studying thing, after devoting to it two days and two nights because I will be taking six exams in the coming three days :-D I think I have studied enough to pass all with good score. Studying has brought me back on ground, and, now, I feel its time I take off, to fly again in the sky of my thoughts :-D

Have a Break, have a Blogroid.LOL. God bless the one who made this application because I don't have to get down to my laptop to make new blog entries. No 'starting of windows', no wait for the site to open, no login process, no clicking on 'new post' button and so on. I know I am lazy. So I love this app, where I just need to click the icon on my phone and start typing.Thats it! :-D

Lets me get down to the real thing now. Last night, by mistake (due to good senstivity of my Xperia phone :D ), I clicked the 'youtube' bookmark and ended up watching a video of an eight year old boy singing, 'Hey Soul Sister', in a ukulele festival. In no time the song became one of my favorites and I downloaded it.

The way I came across the song , made me ruminate. Almost all the songs that I love to listen to, including my favorites, happen to hit me when I was not even looking for them. I seldom get down to the internet in search of a song that would please me. Most of the time, I let them come to me when I am in a store,doing window shopping, or when I pass by the television set ,or when my friend asks me to listen to a song, or just by mistake :-D Same is the case with the books I read. The best books that I have read are not the ones that I bought intentionally. They are the ones that a friend gifted to me or the ones that I randomly picked up from the book shelf of the school library.

Going a little deeper into the mist of my thoughts, I find the process is valid for the people in my life too. All the angelic souls that I have in my life, bumped into me when I was lost in my own kingdom. It is like my life decides its course on its own. I have to put no effort in choosing the people whom I will meet, who will stay and who will leave. All I need to do is go with the flow, flow of life, and follow my heart. Everything else is automatic.

I went about doing my job while these 'special souls' drew nearer. I now sense how silently they have made their way to my heart, and make my life glow with the love they send my way. They bestow upon me their blessings and make me feel special. Owing to my nature, I try to give them the same happiness that they bring in my life. Doubling the love and returning the same :-) I make an effort, to let all those who found me, be happy about their discovery. And I feel thats what my life is all about.

I have my dreams but more often its living and doing things for others, that makes me happy. Its making others smile that adds meaning to my own life. :-)

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Every Vote Counts

Today I exercised my right to vote and casted my vote for the first.Without wasting much time I will try to share an incident that made me ruminate upon the importance of a vote

I woke up from my winter slumber around ten in the morning and went downstairs to begin my day.My dad was sitting on the dinning table and asked me if I would like to go, along with him, to the polling booth.I was excited because it was my first time and agreed, to go, straight away.I just brushed my teeth, wore my sweatshirt and left.We were just hundred meters away from the school,which was the place where voting machines were installed, when I saw the hustle bustle.In school we were taught that exercising your right to vote makes you a responsible citizen and I was happy to see so many responsible people around me :-) The room allotted to us, on the ballot paper, was not much crowded, even though there were long queues in front of other rooms.It took us not more than five minutes to finish up our work and return home.


Me and my dad were about to leave the place when I saw a man on wheelchair with two boys by his side.He lives only two blocks away from our house and has recently been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.I hear from my mother about his frequent visits to the hospital, due to his withering health.The doctors have said that he will see only few more days or may be weeks, if he is that blessed.And when I say blessed,I really mean it because the thread of breath is supplied only by the almighty, and if he cuts it away, no one can ever provide you that thread.This further reminds me of a ghazal, "Jeevan Kya Hai" by Lt.Jagjit Singh ji, which has the line, " aatii saans ko paanaa jaatii saans ko khonaa hai ", in it answering the question in the title. Getting back to the main point, when I saw this man, heading to cast his vote, I couldn't understand why he was there.I was hit by few hackneyed questions. Shouldn't he be sitting at home and spending time with his family? Why is he taking all the pain to get out of the bed and come all the way to cast only 'one single vote'? May be because 'Every Vote Counts' :-) I can sit back at home thinking that my vote will not change the outcome of the elections, but what if everyone thinks like that. In a mosaic every individual chunk has a value and like 'every penny counts', every vote also counts.

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Do you make a half Roti? :-D

My momy (mom) asked me, how many chapatis or Rotis did I want for dinner? I replied, one and half. So momy made a full and a half roti for me :-D Funny was the moment for me when I saw this in my plate :-)

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Heavy Heart...

I just finished up reading the all entries of the blog, blog Blah_blah, which had become my inspiration to start blogging.

I used to land up on that blog early morning, when I would have just opened my eyes and I still be in my quilt , or in the late hours of the night, before I closed my small windows to the world outside.In bus, train, auto-rickshaw,on the back seat of the car, on the terrace, in the loo, in the classroom and labs, market, kitchen, at friend's place, in my own room... I had someone with me,the blog, or may be the soul who wrote that.The blog was my companion and I took it wherever I went.I would look for an opportunity to sneak away with my phone and find a place where I could spend time with my new mate.

The blog helped me experience the joy of life in strange ways, making me smile at a moment or, at another, bringing a tear, that silently escaped my soul, from the side of my eye. It made me more loving. But above all it revealed to me that 'woman' is the most admirable and delicate creations of God. The blog stirred an emotion, that did exist before but never came to the forefront, the joy of being a girl or may be woman.There were posts that I did not understand, even if I tried hard to figure out what they meant, but at the same time there were posts that I loved.I even took a snapshot of one post that I fell in love with.The blog redefined 'the joy of sharing'.

But now, when I have reached the 'dead end' sign, I just can't accept the abrupt ending of my relationship with the blog.May be I will start my journey again and reread the blog...

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No One Is Spared

Last week I was enjoying the bright sunshine, which is not less than a blessing in the winter season here in northern zone of India, in the college ground.I was looking down on the grass when this bird came hoping in front of me. Can you notice whats so special about the bird?

If you haven't figured out then let me help you,don't be so harsh on yourself  :-) The bird has only one leg.The one who sees the bird might have a feeling of pity for the creature but the little bird has nothing to do with it.It has learned to live even with a single leg, and above all, the absence one leg has not kept her from flying.She can still do what she is meant to do i.e. FLY.

In the same context,lets bring humans into the picture.What do you think is the greatest strength of our race, I mean the human race? I feel it is 'our ability to THINK' that makes us special, and this might be your answer too. No matter what you face in your life or how physically handicapped you may be, no one can ever take away your power of thinking, which is what humans are meant to do i.e to think.You can still change the world around you.A wonderful example of this is Stephan Hawking,who is severely disabled by a motor neuron disease known as Amotrophic Laterat Sclerosis (ALS).Hawking is completely paralyzed yet he has been making the most influential discoveries of our times in the field of theoretical physics.

To conclude, change the way you look at things and you can change your universe.Everyone has their share of troubles and hurdles.No one is spared. Don't be put down by obstacles on the way, rather take them as challenges.If you do so, you will set an example for others, just like the little bird in the above picture.