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A night when i found someone !!

Apart from crackling leaves and jinxed barks I heard something that night …
Something like if somebody is crying in and asking for help as if someone is stucked somewhere or may be kept somewhere in the dark … I tried to concentrate , I tried to follow that voice for hours and hours ,I just wanted to help that poor soul…
After covering quite a long distance I was very tired was drowning in the my own sweat ugh I still could find out from where that voice was coming …
I sat onto the footpath it was 12:00 am…
Silence everywhere no sound ,not barks, no wind nothing I could feel ,accept my own heart beats …
Hope you aren’t thinking of ghosts at midnight… well there were no ghosts accept me …ha ha
With heavy breaths, loud heart beats and a sweaty body I finally discovered the origin of that voice …any guesses?
Well that was me , the inner me who was asking for help …don’t you think that was funny ?off-course it is ,when I just couldn’t  hear my inner voice before and when I finally heard it I didn’t recognized it .
More like a mirage, “mrgtrishna” as a deer always kept running whole of his life in the forest just to find out the source of smell which was actually coming from his body …but have you ever heard that voice of yours ? like somebody wanted talk to you and you cant  find him and then you just guess it may be as a ghost or so…
Ya this is probably a ghost ,your ghost ,the poor soul of yours …nobody else could hear ,could see ,could feel …
That day when I heard her begging for a life ,for freedom,for a company ,for someone just to share how she feels like,what she thinks about ,people ,life ,work and everything else …
That day I heard her , I heard her patently , I heard everything thing she wanted to say since forever …
She told me that she wanted to cry when she is upset ,she wanted to dance when she is happy ,she wanted eat anything she crave for without thinking of her weight ,she told me how much she loves talking ,she told me how much she hates medicines ,how much exhausted she is keeping herself into set of protocols , she told me how she wanted to fly ,free to every possible direction she could …

That night we had a wonderful conversation …
While returning  back to home I saw something  …a beautiful simile on my face .

For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.

I was happy ,I was relaxed,I was happy because now I wasn’t alone ,because now I got a friend who could never leave me alone,who is more like me ,who thinks like me ,to whom I could talk whenever I wish to no matter where m I , no matter if there are signals on phone or not , no matter if its day or night ,no matter ….actually now nothing matters to her and me .
We became best friends ,we talk ,we discuss ,we walk ,she hears me patiently ,she helps me out every time …
Since that night at any phase of  day I just find some time to spend with her ..
Not just in the silence now I can hear her even in a hell loud noise .

Wait!! tell me something have you ever found any friend like I did?
….No ?
Then why waiting get up and go for a walk i am sure you will surely find a wonderful partner like I did …
Walks are not just meant to experience nature or to loose weight …it is meant to discover something no matter if you cant show it to somebody else…
Spend sometime with yourself I m sure you will love it …
 
“Thanks for reading”

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GOOD MORNING AND HOME

Hey how was your morning today ? was that really good by all those good morning texts? well I don’t know about yours but mine was awesome ….how ? by a morning phone call from almost 300 miles away …
from the only person who would always love me even I would be the worst person of the world ,if I would become the most ugly person … the only person who would always love me the way I am ,will accept all my 365 shades …
I hope you are no thinking of someone special ,actually she is the most special person in my life …my mumma.

Every morning and the evening she makes sure that I don’t miss any of my meal nor any of my important tasks,she makes sure that she would be there whenever I need someone to talk,to share to just laugh with ,to just cry in-front when I have to show my  strength to the entire world ,she always makes sure that I would never loose my hopes that I would never give up…not even when the entire universe would stood against me …
Now you will think whats so special every mother does that … off course every mother does that more often and that’s why they all are so special …not just mothers families are equally important too …not just for a good morning ,not just for a good day ,but for leading a really  great life ,so that you could never forget to live happily with all those hussles and bussles going around. So that you never forget to love yourself
Since from the beautiful morning when your mum rubs her cheeks with yours like a cow does to her calf ,with that cozy hug she gives you along with dad’s funny dance and all those sarcasm he throws upon political parties ,including the mischeives your brother does when he locks  you up in the bathroom and wants you to beg him ….how cruel he could be ugh !! the times when he irritates you with annoying noises and weird faces and all those pillow fights at night ,all those chit chats in the evening with all those funny experiences of everyone in the family ,all those stories grand ma told you ,and those arguments who loves ma papa more or whom does they choose upon among these tom and jerry in the house … oh i am sorry there is an infinetly long list of mine which has made my mornings ,my noon, evening and nights awesome …

From being a thin ,arrogant ,stubborn and in secured child till becoming an overweight (oh I’m sorry I’m not fat just a little fluffy that’s what mum told me…haha) cute ,chubby ,cheerful and an over-pampered kid my journey was full of twits and turns …from being an annoyed ,lazy aimless student till being a hardworking professional my way was full of challenges…challenges that doesn’t only made me stronger but made me realize that how much these people are important to me … that even if you are a king there is no kingship without your ministers and  there is no Royality without a great royal family…

Since past three years I was trying discovering my new shades in this engineering college and I still do cry like if  i am going first time to the school .. I do cry like hell when I miss my home ,when I had to pack my  bagadge while returning back to my cell …

Leaving home always means leaving with your feet, never with your heart

Yes even after spending quite a long time I do feel homesick … more-often
And i am not ashamed of acknowledging this fact that I do miss that warm hug in the morning and at the night ,I do miss all those funny poor jokes ,my peaceful sleep ,that happening environment ,all those chit chats ,arguments ,not just food but the air ,the water ,laughter and everything else … I feel homesick not because i am impractical neither because i am immature  may be its just because I love them may be because I can never stop remembering them may be because they’ve always been with me during all my good times and all those bad times …may be I can never stop missing them . even if I grew older and older even if I’ll be at some different planet even if I do get really loving  people around …I will be always homesick.
And I don’t think being homesick or missing your family in anyway embarrassing I guess they worth missing ,they worth loving ,they worth remembering …

We don’t call it homesick. We call it missing home. There’s not a sickness involved, it’s a state of mind.”

I don’t understand the fact how could people just forget someone who has always been there, who has always cared for you who has always loved you without judging you …?
Career ,life,life partners are important I agree but these things doesn’t worth forgetting the ones who gave you this life ,who made you what you are today .
Keep falling in love but don’t forget loving the ones who always loved you ..
don’t be ashamed of feeling homesick …
“Thanks for reading”
 

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fly high!!


Hey friends hope you remember about my last article on menstruation and its awareness!!!
Well today I’m gonna talk about something related to it, today i’ll be talking about menstrual hygiene and lack of awareness. People like you and me most of us don’t know how our menstrual hygiene is important, lack of attention could lead you to infertility,vaginal infections or it may leads to death also …
When we call something is private it is surely be hidden and taken care of especially. So as our private body parts.
I guess most of you might be well aware of sanitary napkins (pads), have seen in many advertisements .right? Surely.
But have you ever heard of the thing like tampons, menstrual cups, thinx, reusable washable pads? I guess not at least all of them.
So yes other than sanitary napkins there is more menstrual stuff available in the market for not only women hygiene but also the empowerment.
How many of you do think that being a female you should avoid swimming or cycling or may be racing and any another exercising stuff? Do these stain fear stop you somewhere in the ground? Doesn’t let you fly high or to dive deep into sea. Well not any more there are things for you tampons and menstrual cups are the two sensational products that have changed women’s life to a great extent well you don’t wear then more like pads but these things are meant to insert.
Starting with tampons; a tampon is a mass of absorbent material, primarily used as a feminine hygiene product. At present, tampons are designed to be easily inserted in .to the vagina during menstruation and absorb the menstrual flow.

A menstrual cup is a feminine hygiene product that is inserted into the vagina during menstruation. Its purpose is to prevent menstrual fluid (blood containing uterine lining) from leaking onto clothes. Menstrual cups are usually made of flexible medical grade silicone and shaped like a bell with a stem. The stem is used for insertion and removal. The bell-shaped cup seals against the vaginal wall just below the cervix. Every 4–12 hours (depending on the amount of flow), the cup is removed, emptied, rinsed, and reinserted.

In short tampons in some highly absorbable cottony tube that is inserted into the vaginal area and this absorbs blood while cups are made of some soft fiber that is inserted in the vaginal part to collect blood this could be washed and reinserted after 12 to 24 hrs .so now no need to worry about blood stains.
Now moving on to thinx I m dam sure you haven’t heard of it .well these are menstrual panties where the crotch is 4 layers thick and absorbs light to medium amounts of menstrual flow. Girls/young women can wear this type of underwear with or without a tampon. They are washable and reusable and environmentally friendly. So now no need to wearing pads too … well they are quite expensive yet they are way more comfortable than anything else.
Not just this we have more of reusable, washable pads and wide range of tampons and menstrual cups but these entire have some or other limitations along. But in future there would be something more compatible for sure.
Well friends today I won’t ask any questions? But just wait stop and think are you really taking care of your menstrual hygiene and all those women around you see I know that’s quite tough to accept new things but why not? Let’s fly high without looking back …
Try to know more about hygiene products…
Be safe, live life healthy, stay aware …
Thanks for reading ….

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Another number!!


Have you ever watched the movie “Ye Jawani Hai Dewani” really a great concept about life. Remember what did bunny said “unlike others I’m not goanna have same boring life, graduations till 22, job at 24, married by 25, and then after retirement wait…wait till you die”.sound like so boring and lifeless .well that’s the reality and how we actually live not everyone but most of us .I’m sure about at least 90% of us.
A life full of responsibilities, stress, office targets, and pressure to score high, compeditions, studies and bla bla bla…..we have so much to do in such small time.
I so wish if a day could be of more than 24hr.so that at least I could sleep for sometime peacefully. Well can’t help it right?
The era has changed, people are changing too. Now parents do ask their kids about their career preferences rather than imposing their own incomplete dreams.
But, are you guys still sure about whatever you are doing? Are you sure about the course you are perusing at present? About the job you are doing? Were you really sure about what to choose after high school?
I don’t know about you people but I wasn’t. I have never got enough time to explore and try new things, neither to discover my own new personality ,or to think about what I like and what I dislike? What I want do ?How I want to be ?every time I was busy in shaping myself according to the vessel my parents poured me into .
I thought after 10th I’ll be having 3 months (enough time) to think about my future but my bad luck there were no vacations my classes started just after few days of my exams .I opted PCM only because my brother told me that by this I’ll be having many options to mold my career whenever I would be ready and now I would be having two years to decide.
Sounds fine? Yeah…
Now, after I have entered in class XI I got busy with lectures, coaching’s, syllabus, competitions etc. Through all those years I was running behinds everything, and forgot to stop and think, of the direction where I wanted to go. I was just rushing along with that flock of sheep.
Then after 12th my father asked –“what do you want to be? “I was all blank…
I had no idea about what is B.tech for? What is B.com for? What is the difference between B.sc and B.A? What will theses courses make you? What are all UG courses which one was for PG? I didn’t know about any of them.
Because I wasn’t ready with any idea so, my father told me to pursue Btech and become an electrical engineer. I said ok cool no issue. Now the next issue was about college. As I didn’t had any idea about what’s really going .so my destiny threw me here in Bansthali Vidhypith where after spending three years I’ve realized that not every course is worth pursuing and especially when you are not really sure …
Here day after day I have met different kind of people ,faced many challenges ,explored a lot and the best thing I discovered most of me yeah not the whole of me but the most the most of me .
So now I know at least engineering is not my cup of tea…
And that I was made for something else…
May be that’s psychology, may be law, may be literature, I don’t know but I m pretty sure that’s not engineering.
Now a question arises why? Why I’m still doing it? Why I’m still trying to fall in love with these complicated circuits which has made my brain system corrupted? Well that’s only because of my age come on I’m 21 I should be earning before I get 24 and marriage ,you know how the society is ?All those great guys would get booked by the time I’ll be 26 …ha-ha really ??
So that’s why I can’t think of starting my journey with a whole new pace …and is it worth starting with a zero? Is it worth struggling when I’ll need more of my age to invest?
Now do you realize why people usually give upon their dreams and keep on doing the same shit with same unhappy faces? Just because of so many questions which enter into your brain more like virus that eats up all your decision making files…
but why is that age matters more than your life when it’s just the 20% of yours and you are sacrificing whole damm 80%for that ?I can’t waste my 80% in just crying and regretting that I could have been happier if I would have taken just a small step for myself .
I think there is no particular age when you get to know yourself completely. Every next day you discover a new you .and in this life, age could never be a time limit when you have no surety about the next second of your life …
Feel free to do whatever you with to do and whenever you want to .don’t let your age stop you .it’s just another number doesn’t matter if its 21,41or if even its 81…
Live this life, just don’t spend it….
Thanks for reading …

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Not ready yet …


6th Feb. 1997 a baby girl was born in kalaniketan, who has always been pampered and nurtured with eternal love and care .this baby girl was given entire attention of the family which probably a baby boy could ever get .yes you guessed it right that’s me …
Since the day when a child takes birth the entire family got sparkled with joy and happiness .Till the extend a baby could see he/she would only be recognising smiling faces .so ,this is an occasion for celebration right ?off course and that’s why we celebrate birthdays .
And special mention to the first child as I’m the elder one too .New parents are usually very excited for this great new challenge ,new responsibilities and lots of new fun memories .
Right from his clothes ,toys ,soap, medicine ,pillows every small to smallest thing has to be taken care of, not just after the baby was born but even before than that, in fact since the day when they get the news of pregnancy .not just parents but everyone else starts discussing the baby’s name ,his /her career etc.,
Well if a coin has a head then surely there would be tail too. And my tale is about “death”.
I clearly don’t remember all of my childhood but in my blurry pictures all I remember was only a few faces .I don’t remember how did my mom reacted when she saw me for the first time .neither do i remember about how my dad took me in his arms for the first time .
My childhood memories starts with a park, a park where my grandpa use to take me, every morning and the evening for a walk, with the smell of those flowers I use to pluck .including all those fascinating stories my grandma use to tell me, with all those edibles grandpa use to offer me so that I would stop crying .and all those games I played with my mom ,with all those toys and chocolates my dad use to bring.
Till the day my baby brother was born .No I didn’t got abundant neither did they started ignoring me .but in my blurry pictures its most of me and my grandparents. The time when grandpa used to drop me to the school, when we use to play together ,when he teaches me in the evening and all those winter nights with born fire and all those fun moments I spent with them.
All those memories and all those moments always made me feel like I’m the luckiest person that I have such cool people in my life.
They have never let me feel that I’m anyways less than a guy and all those values they have poured into the mud of my soul which made me what I m today . The best gift they have ever given me was my vision of practicality and positivity .so, me and my small world starts and ends within these few people. whenever I sat onto the platform and wished to fly they have always been my shield or should I say my all time support .
They have never let me felt insecure or lonely but the only thing that has always made me restless of thinking was ,what if when one day ill woke up and there would be no one to accompany my morning walks? What if when one day I came back to home and couldn’t find them? What if when one day there would be no one to turn me towards the right path? What if when one day there would be no one to tell me all those fascinating stories that have always been my motivation to move ahead? how would I play when my aces got missing ?what if one day there would be no one to hear me out, with whom would I share my inner demons, my fears ,my excitement and all of my emotions?
Years and years passed away I grew young and they grew older ,I grew strong ,independent ,they became weak and dependent ,dependent on each other dependent on someone or should i say us ,yes we the kids…
Since the day when my grandpa got his first cardiac attack I was asked to prepare myself for that one day. Since then I was trying harder and harder to accept that after all those winning heads in the family there would a tail some day. When my bubble shield would be broken and I had to fly on my own.
Every next time when he got sick my brain got stabbed by all those scary thoughts. And probably he knew all about my fears. so, whenever I use to meet him I always saw him smiling and assuring me that he is goanna live really longer ,assuring me that whenever ill get back home ill find him sitting next to me with same old stories and a smile on his face.
On March 7, 2018 he passed away on ventilator when I was here miles away and I got this news 4 days after he was gone. Next day was my exam so I had no time left to shed tears; I had no one to share my pain with. that time I had to focus yes, I knew that was hard but no other options left for me and somehow I manged, i managed to believe that when ill get back home ill find him sitting next to my with the same smiling face as he promised me .
No I couldn’t accept the truth because my brain wasn’t ready yet, wasn’t ready to accept any information, knowledge, facts, no news, nothing.
Every time when I think about how death would be? when there would be no pain ,no emotions, no stress, no work pressure etc., when suddenly you stop feeling anything ,end of all the emotions and you will reach to some other world .something that is really memorising .well that’s actually what we wish for ,no pain ,stress less life …
So is it like all this time we were waiting for death since the day we were born? Actually yes and thus this tail worth celebrating too…
But then why people cry? Well it’s not about the pain in death it’s the pain of losing some one, the pain of defeat in the battle where you failed to save them.
The pain for which we are always scared of when we already knew that one day would surely come when all your 52 cards would get abundant .that one day your shield would be broken .
See I know all the facts and figures but I’m still not ready to accept this death sentence. Are u?

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flashback's and learning


I was underagged When i started my school life because I have been gifted with some special powers yeah imagination.I don’t know if that’s because the DNA extention of a writer or because of all the fascinating stories my grandma told me .
When ever I get into flash backs there are just some blurry pictures in my mind .I don’t remember the first day of my school but it got recalled every time I look at that picture hung on my wall .
I joined it earlier may be because I was really curious to learn new things or may be my parents thought I was ready.
But this learning process was never that exciting as I have imagined I don’t remember enjoying that phase at all .now my only reason behind attending school was to be with my friends and collect some interesting new stories.
Years and years passed away and I grew up imagining about an exciting college life .yes when we were kids we all had that eagerness to grow faster and faster .and remember all those movies potraing college life like so relaxing ,fun,interesting and exiting.cool college canteens, hot couples ,parties .all I could see there is happy faces all around and romance in the air …haha true ?
But just for once get back to the flash back ,your first day of college how was that?
Let me tell you mine I had my classes at 9am so I woke up at 5 am all excited looking for the best get up I could carry for the day .including my clothes ,shoes ,hair everything had to be perfect .and it took me 2 hrs to get ready .
Could you believe I reached there by 8 am really before an hour .haha but I wasn’t the only one this excited I could see so many excited faces waiting for the fun to begin. The fun in learning ,the fun in being an engineer .
Whenever I use to imagine about being an engineer the first picture that came into my mind was machines .but here all I could see was dusted unarranged benches .what was that !! This is not like the picture i saw on the prospectus is it ?
We have waited for hours and hours but nobody came to teach us .for the next whole week we were waiting for someone to atleast see that we are here .
And yes after a whole week finally we had someone in front of us.And what he did ? he just wasted his first lecture in introduction .asking all 120 students about their names ,marks ,hobbies ,native place which he surely won’t be able to remember hence another next week got wasted in introductions .but where was the fun where were the machines …?
At present iam a third year student and all I could see here is boring lectures and work pressures .being almost an engineer I still can’t fall in love with machines…..haha funny!! Is it ?