Ever since I was a little girl, I kept a diary. Writing in it my day to day joys and sorrows, it kept me going through some tuff times (the adolescent times as they say). It was my priced possession, something which I cherished. School, college, it covered them all.
But true life starts once you are out in the real world. Facing the big bad wolves all clawing for success in every field. I started my job and slowly my diary lay in my closet, waiting for ink to seep in through its pages soon. I wrote my diary mostly during weekends when I was away from the hassles of work and wanted to vent out my anger against sexism at work place and unfair bosses.
I frequented my diary often when the phase of my marriage came along, as there were so many emotions, so many new characters in my life I had to talk about. So many questions and so many dreams. My diary sure was happy as we had become best friends again. But soon after marriage, once I settled down and work and family took all my time, my diary lay forgotten in my closet, dust accumulating on it, still waiting for me to share again. I feel guilty today as I realised that I had stopped writing. My diary is what made me realise I love to write, that I can express myself on paper than otherwise. Yet, it is forgotten now and I feel ashamed. Its like I forgot a friend who was with me listening to me in every wake of my life.
To all those who keep a journal, DO NOT STOP. It’s a part of who you are. Don’t let it lay forgotten amongst magazines and old newspapers, dusty and frayed. Keep it close to you, cherish it, be regular. There is nothing known as “No time”. You have to make time for everything. Keep your diary alive!
We have all heard this a million times. Yet, in this very real big bad world of ours, we have seen with our very own eyes that it is so not true.
Everyone prepares a mental image with the first look at a person. We are all prejudiced no matter how much we try to deny it. “First impression”, as people say, its all about looks and attitude. I agree that attitude and personality do play an important role, but come on, are we going to like a person who looks sloppy rather than someone who is neatly dressed , with a good looking face and smart personality in the first meet? I guess not.
Lets take it from another angel. We do not like eating messy looking food. We need our food to look well cooked and well organised. Why do we set out tables while having dinner? Why don’t we just eat directly from the pan we cooked the dinner in? Why to use beautiful china? Because looks matter!
Every wedding has pictures. Everyone wants themselves to look the best. No one would know that the bride is a double PhD or a MD by looking at the picture, but they will definitely know that her hairstyle isn’t good, her dress makes her look fat and so on. Its everywhere. I can give more examples but I guess I have made my point. Sadly, even though people give their thoughts on how looks don’t matter, its the persons heart and mind which do, it isn’t what is happening everywhere. I agree, its the heart and soul of a human being which matters the most.
As said by Lord Krishna, “we should not pay a lot of attention towards our outer body, but instead should work for the inner soul, it’s satisfaction.” So reach out for the soul and not the upper covering, not the looks of the outer body.
Nobody can be alone. We all need someone or the other in our lives at every turn which life takes for us. There are many battles to be fought and they cannot be fought alone.
But, there are certain battles which one has to fight alone. One MUST fight them alone. Battles with your inner side. Battle with the demons inside you. You can’t take help of others when it comes to fighting your inner demons. You must do it alone. You must learn how to do it alone. You can’t castigate others for not understanding what you are going through. Its your battle with your inner demons. So its your job to defeat them and come out victorious.
Its not a question of “You can” or”You should” . There is no question as a fatter of fact. Its only, “YOU MUST”. Life takes you for a ride. All you an do it learn to enjoy it no matter how bumpy the road might be. Because in the end, the battles fought are the ones which make you strong and ready fro the next one.
You must keep on moving forward and learn to fight.
There comes a time in life where we think we have made all the mistakes we could, we have learnt all that we should have from them and now its all done. Well, let me enlighten you- it’s delusional.
We, the human race, can never refrain from making mistakes. We just can’t. And I am not going to talk about others to explain my point of view. I am simply going to talk about myself here.
I have a knack of making the same mistakes again and again. And everytime I do that, the famous song by Abba, “Mamma Mia, here I go again !” plays in my mind. Yes, I am a dramatic person and theatrical bits are a part of my life. People make the new mistakes, but I chose to move in a circle.
“Look at me now, Will I ever learn ,
I don’t know how!”
And the song goes on. Life is too short to be making the same mistakes repeatedly. We should be making new mistakes, learning from them and moving on. Being in this loop makes me think I am stuck and I can’t move on. So, I have convinced myself to get out of this “Repeat Mistake” loop and make new ones. Life is an adventure. Lets not be in a rut and spoil the fun!!
Life is really full of surprises. There are ups and downs. Laughter and tears. We are so involved in our troubles and other’s troubles that sometimes we forget to enjoy the little things . Also we sometimes don’t even realise that these little things have a great impact on us in some way or the other.
You are a student. Lectures , assignments, presentations and exams. But amongst all this, when you spend one lazy afternoon with your best friend, it just calms you down. You forget everything for the moment. Obviously the next day you are back again in the turmoil of your student life. But the moment of peace you spent with your friend charged you up.
You are a busy busy businessman. You have no time for family. Still once or twice a year you make sure to have a holiday with your kids and wife. No matter a long one or a short one. Because these little things make you happy and charge you up for the next hard task .
Working woman have the most difficult lives. Juggling between family and work. But when she comes home and sees that her kids are waiting for her to wish her happy birthday (which she had forgotten) , its the mist precious of the moments. And she forgets everything.
An old woman spends all day reading or watching TV . But when her grandson just comes up to her, hugs her and kisses her and then leaves for school, it makes her day.
Small things matter . You just don’t realise. In this hustle of life, small things actually push you to a positive side. They might be very minute but the still matter. Take everything that comes to you. Just stay happy.