“Because I’m Participating, You have to take part too.”

Hello.

Every incident described here took place in last 2 weeks of my life.

But why now?

Have some patience and read further.

(Make sure you have some eatables along with you.)

Let’s start?

 

The Push

Wednesday 29th March

It started as a normal day. Nothing as special to mention. I and my friend were volunteers for the IT Fest that was going to take place on 30th March (the very next day). So we were busy calling other colleges informing them about the various events and confirming their visit.
While I was busy (not that much) I got a call from a friend from another college. As she was representing her institution in two events at the IT fest, she wanted to know about the details of the other day.
Guess what?

While I was telling her about my chores for that particular day she told me to participate in the debate competition.
Wait what? (That was my expression at that time.)
She repeated the same lines two times.
“It’s your college and I’m telling you to take part in the debate competition. Why? Because I’m participating in two events, you will participate in at least one event too.”

I tried my best to resist but you can’t argue with a girl and especially when the girl is your best friend. It took me around 2 hours to decide. But finally, I registered my name for the debate competition.

The Preparation

The Same Evening
The competition was in less than 24 hours and it required a team of two students. I managed to find a partner.
But what about the content?

I think that day the fate also decided to piss me off. I left my evening class at 7P.M. It took me another 20 minutes to reach home. Another few minutes to resettle.
So approximately I sat at 8P.M. with my laptop, totally numb and unaware what to do.
So I started with embracing the god’s gesture, Googling the aspects of the topic.

After 2 hours of research and another few hours of writing I was ready with my 5 page content.
So by 12 A.m. I was sitting with my stack of sheets which I have to prepare (verbally) and present the next day.
The D-Day

Thursday 30th March

What a good start of day.
Well it’s never too hard to increase the blood pressure of an Indian father. That day, the same thing happened. My dad was pissed on me for not waking up on time as I had to leave by 8 that day. But I woke up at 7:10 and I was ready to leave by 7:50 but still, please don’t ask.

So I took a cab to my college and reached there by 8:30 (morning traffic). And guess what, I was the one who reached so early (finally something to be proud of). I called my friends and my debate partner. Well they were at their homes and I was at the college gate.
(Skip to next hour)

So the very next hour I was with my friends (but still my debate partner was on his way).
And then there comes a call. I had to go back to the college entry to get my friend. It took me 2 calls to find her location (such a dumb I am) but that’s not my problem. After all no one can find a person hiding behind a SUV (unless it’s a mountain).

Finally, my partner arrived and we registered for our event. Fortunately we were last to present. Don’t ask about my condition.

 

Ground Zero: Showtime

Our event started at 12 afternoon.

I was so terrified and scared that it is unexplainable. In my 3 years of college life, it was the very first time I took part in any competition. Add to it, my stage fear.
All of my competitors were way more experienced and presented their institutions at various events (including a university level winner) and on the other side, it was me. If there’s something way deeper than rookie, I was that person.

Then there comes some terrible shocks.

1st: We cannot take help from our sheets on the stage.

2nd: All of the other teams were way more experienced than I thought.
3rd: The culprit who pushed me down from the cliff was not there to attend my event because her timings were clashing with mine.

All of the three were enough to make me feel more horrible.
Well it started, then comes my turn. It was going great until I forgot some lines (in the end). Somehow I managed to survive the fall.
By the time I stepped down the stage I was not expecting for any prize but I gained some confidence and I decided that I will take part in another events in the coming future.

End of the day

Later on I joined my friends and attended other events (as a spectator). Not that interesting nor boring.
Overall it was a day well spent also because I met my best friend after a long time for a long time.
Here’s one more surprise. We both won second prize for our respective events. It was way more surprising for me and I’m still wondering how it happened.
On the end note I like to thank you for pushing me off the cliff. I never imagined myself at that stage speaking for next 4 minutes (yes I still miss your presence that time).

By the way did I told you that you were looking beautiful that day?
I think yes.

The Letter…….

Dear Future Partner

I don’t know if you are reading this or not, but for the next few minutes, each and every word here is dedicated to you,  for you by a small piece of you.

I hope you are doing great in your life. Everyday i think of you. I admit your existence. And want to embrace your presence and i know so do you. But still we are unable to do so.

Don’t worry, we will be together soon. You’ve waited for so long, please wait for some more time. There were times when i almost lost hope. There were times when my faith got devastated. There were times when i was lonely with no one by my side. But then it’s today when I’m writing this letter to you.
I’m writing this letter to you to tell you that yes there’s someone out there waiting eagerly for you. I don’t know if you are a complete stranger or someone in my friend list. But there’s one thing i’m sure about is that we will meet soon.
By the time i come across you, i request you to hold on.

Wait for me.

Because I’m doing the same.

Exclusively Yours

Afraid of change?

There they are.

Dim lights, scary silence, messed up room and them?

Sitting in the corner. Thinking about their decision again.

Because once again their friend’s attitude towards them left them heartbroken.

But why?

Just because they thought beyond their regular attitude?

Just because this time they thought of being the real version of themselves? The other, better, refreshed version who thinks about them this time. Instead of making others happy no matter if they deserve the joy or not, this time they thought living for them only.

At least whatever step they will take from now on good or bad, they will be the sole bearer of their actions.

They will be the only one who celebrates their success with bottoms up.

They will be the only one who scolds themselves for the silly mistakes.

Yes they are changed. The person you used to know is changed now. They are still your old friend, your old loving caring friend. But that old friend is now the better version of themselves. The friend still loves you. The friend still cares for you. The friend still thinks of you.

OK answer one question.

Is it bad to think about our self? Is it bad to love our self? Is it bad to think ahead of the habit to make others happy and forget about our self?

No?

Then why are you afraid?

Your friend just chose to ride a new path which will lead them to explore the real person who lives inside.

Believe me, this change is the one hell of a good change. And now it’s your duty to be with them.

Stay with them until the end and celebrate the change because that’s what friends are supposed to do no!

Make a step

“You are in a garden full of roses waiting for someone. And then the person of your admiration arrives. You are about express your love for the other person and SUDDENLY! You wake up.” A perfect dream sequence. Isn’t it?

But come on guys. That’s just a dream. Wake up, see the reality, embrace your presence and start with what you left incomplete earlier.

Wake up and do whatever it takes to win the heart of your loved one. They are special for you. Aren’t they? Then make them feel that. If you will never express your feelings then how they are supposed to know that?

What are you afraid of?

Do you have a fear for rejection?

But just sitting ideal on your couch struck to your phone screen and wondering that a miracle will happen, will only make things worse. You are just feeding your fear.

Make a move.

Because all you need, is a little push.

Make your mind.

Explain your situation to the heart and step out.

Because this one step, is all you need.

Because this one step, is the path to your miracle.

Because this one step, is your first step to your new life.

 

Are You Doing It Right?

It’s been like several months since I started this blog. Wrote fictional posts and shared with you guys. But this time, I want to share some personal thoughts.
Since we are from the social media generation, we all came across posts talking about sour and broken relationships or similar. Usually they always seems to be tacky and way far from the reality scenarios.
But believe me, they are actually real. Yes! These kinds of shits, actually happen.
I’m not going to reveal my case or complain that life is so unfair. But actually drive your thoughts to the other face of the case.
Did you ever thought how all this started? No I’m not talking about the first meeting and all stuff. I am asking how you got into this.

Well these situation starts with a bunch of misunderstandings like “She’s talking to me nicely. Maybe she’s interested in me.” or “He’s nice, handsome, good looking. Maybe he can be my soul mate.” Well, all such things are actually nothing less than hoax. Dude, you guys started with a friendly approach and she’s just maintaining it and girls, what is inside that good looking handsome body is what really matters. So typically we carry on with the flow of misunderstandings and then arrives a BOOM. That’s where the flow ends leaving a long lasting influence. The person of your admiration leaves you in the middle of nowhere and you, standing there; absolutely clueless, just curse your luck.

The question is, is it a result of your fortune? Or is there something else?

You know what, there is so much wrong in these scenarios. One above the all is, taking the other person for granted.
Guys, it takes a hell lot of time and patience to win a heart. You will walk towards, you will fall. But those who rise again and try again are the real winners.

Second thing, are you their priority? If not, then nothing can work.
Third, do you understand each other? No matter if you are an aspiring artist or budding economist, you need to deal with this chemistry with mush precision. One wrong equation and you are exploded.

 

Fourth and most important, be the real you. Because by the end of day that’s what actually matters. You don’t need to show your temporary face. If you are good by heart, they will love you. The love and affection by that time will be much greater by the margin you expected.
So, take your time, learn by your previous mistakes and “Jaa Simran Jaa. Jee le apni zindagi.”

Planning For An Attempt ? Better Read This First.

“Result – Failed, Life – Passed”
“Betrayed lover hugs death”
“Harassment Victim complaints to death god”
“Depressed employee joins the suicide squad.”

DEATH : A five letter word. Hotter than the Sun’s core, colder than the Pluto’s surface. Generally occurs in two ways : Naturally and Intentionally. But comprises of only one meaning : END OF LIFE.

We all know what death is. Then why I’m describing it ? Why I’m defining it ? Because some of our friends are misconcepting it. And that misconception is SUICIDE.
Everyday there’s a trending article on Facebook or Twitter with #tag BlahBlahSuicide. And that’s what the above headlines are about. Well sucide is not an easy step to follow. Also it’s not a heroic attempt.

The victim must be so depressed, so killed by the life, so insulted by their own guilt and many so scenarios in their mind while they were trying to make the move. Seriously is it a solution ? How do they figured it out that the life beyond that full stop is full of joy, a life with no sorrows ? Is there and answer to these questions ?
Absolutely no. There are no answers to these questions.

But did they know that they were being selfish ?
Selfish ? Seriously ? In which way ?
You may think I’m cracking a joke on such a serious topic. Believe me. I’m not. The very moment when the idea of applying a full stop in front if their journey came into their mind, they started being selfish. The moment when they picked up that phosphorus tablet, the moment when they tighten the rope on the neck, the moment when they slid the table below their feets they were being selfish. They didn’t thought of their loved ones. They didn’t had any idea what will the brother’s, father’s, mother’s, sister’s condition when they will see them hanging, releasing that white froth out of the mouth. What will be their condition when they will light the corpse ? Corpse not only of their loved one’s. Corpse of their ambitions. Corpse of their dreams. It all will be dead in a moment. And they think the step they are taking will be in the favor if their family.

Suicide is not a solution. There’s no problem in the world larger than life. The culprit who is yet to be arrested will not be awarded a heavy imprisonment by ending up one’s own life. 1 year, 2 years, 3 years or 10 years, they will be out once the confinement is over. To the core, it will be the victim who washed up their life thinking about the society. The society who is always unaware of you. They don’t know what you ate in the lunch or what are your dinner plans. And they care about that society ? They will forget what happened to you. They will be normal as regular in the very next moment. The family is the only one who is concerned about you and in the end it will be the family which will no longer be normal as ever.

Planning for an attempt ?
Go for it.
Plan your empowerment.
Plan your wit.
Plan to let down your sorrow, your pain.
Plan to become a better person than before.
Because suicide is not an option. It’s a full stop.

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Superiority Complex

“Muneevar, Where the hell are you dumb idiot ?”
“Coming Madamji”
“I’m calling you from last 20 minutes. Where were you ?”
“Madamji I was…”
” Stop making excuses. Go and see if the clothes are back from laundry or not.”

It may look like a normal conversation between a proprietor and her servent but believe me it’s not. In humanitarian point of view, it’s not a normal conversation. Actually it’s not a conversation. It’s humiliation. Any act which harms someone either physically or verbally is humiliation.

Wait !

Isn’t it how some of us treat our servant ? And why only servant ? The sweeper, the garbage collector,the peon and many more like them. No matter how they feel, they do their work even though they are illtreated by some members of the literate, educated society.
But why ? Why do they do this ?
Because they think they are superior. Superior in every way, money, property, social status, lifestyle. But what’s the benefit of such superiority which awards you right of insulting someone.
Many people call it superiority. I call it superiority complex, like inferiority complex. Unlike Inferiority Complex which is a state of mental illness, It is mentality. Mentality which let you think that you can squeeze anyone inferior to you under your thumb. Money, social status gives you power, not the right.
Remember, they are in this state by their fate. Not by their choice.

So ask yourself. Are you suffering from The Superiority Complex?

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