Cheers to ME...!!!!

Contemplating about the past only seems to reduce the importance of the present, the very presence of things in front of us right here, right now. And presuming about the future only makes us neglect the very presence of things and people who are living with us in the very present.

Well to tell the absolute truth it is our own self who wants to do what it actually feels like. Marveling at the gone and worrying about the coming is what keeps us from enjoying what we have in this very present. But then you can never forget those glorious days of your life when you thought you had championed the very art of living and in the very present you were shattered and scattered that the only relief you get is from living in the past. But is this the right direction one should head towards? Is it the right path to dwell and make living in the present a lot easier? Isn’t it just a means to escape from whatever is going around now? But then doesn’t it give you strength enough to endure the present and hope that soon your glorious past will be championed once again and that you shall once again be the winner you used to be?

So many questions and so many more questions left to be asked and to be answered, in that sequence essentially. And yet we somehow manage to live and survive in this hell hole, hoping and praying (not always though) that someday everything will be as we desire it  to be, that we can be happy with whatever we have and that we can gain a lot more, and hell lot more out of it. But then isn’t that just an illusion, a dream we dream of so often that it has become like a memory now which shall never happen again?

Fearing the coming is so very common in most of the human species that at times we tend to even lose our basic senses thinking about something which is yet to happen. And most of the times (let’s say 99% out of 100%) whatever happens is just the opposite of what we had been dreading all the while. Reminiscing the past and hoping for a better future is one of the most sort after part time hobby of Homo sapiens. And that is exactly what I am indulging into at this very moment and well I can’t seem to help myself from realizing the fact that my past was way better than what I am facing at this present moment (and by that I don’t mean my lappy’s screen….on a lighter note). And yes I dread whatever is waiting in the future for me because I am unsure of the security of my future and I don’t know whether I will be able to endure being a loser for such a long time. My strength already has started giving up on me; I am unsure whether or not I will be able to hold onto it any longer. Will I be strong enough to face the future with a smile on my face and act as if nothing affects me, as if I am super strong that even the hurts and the pain would just bypass me?

Many of my fears are hidden (for some it might be all see-through) in the lines above. Some of my worst secrets have been revealed which I know has always been unnoticed by those around me and yet I manage to stand strong on my feet, all alone and yet full of I, me and myself.

Here’s me hoping for a better 2013 where self realization doesn’t lets me down and when I can choose what is good for me and not what is good for others. This is the year to selfish and to bypass the fears and live life to its fullest. All the very best to me…

Cheers….!!!!!!!

The Luckiest Me....

What does a girl want in her life? A prince charming, a fairy tale wedding, a loving family, a caring husband. What else can a girl dream of? Luckily the thought processes of people have undergone a change and these days girls want more.

With the rubbish example of Delhi gang rape case at least girls have come out of their shells asking for more, more than just a sham of a marriage. Marriage can never promise security for a woman. Can you vouch for the person whom you are getting married to. Anyways the point I want to make is not about the social sham of marriage but the stupid notion of girls being the weaker section of the society.

Why do we look down on girls who wear hot pants and short tops? Why do we tend to stare at a girl if she wears swimming costume in a beach? Have we even dared to raise a question when guys come out of their houses in short pants and at times even in their boxer shorts? Have we looked down upon guys who walk bare body around beaches for that matter? Frankly wherever I look all I see is discrimination, all I see are girls being looked down upon. It is beyond my comprehension as to how to deal with this in a country like India, where people still pretend to moral values and virtues.

At best what I can think of is one should not have the bad luck in being born in a society like India. I have had the misfortune of being here but frankly I wish I was not a part of such a hollow society. I too want to live my life, enjoy my freedom without being pressurized with the stupid unwritten rules of the society. Anyways all we girls can do these days is protest and being looked down upon. But recently something happened in my life and I realized no matter how men wish to stamp and walk over girls, there will always be a man in my life who will never ever do that. And that man is my Father. I see him running like crazy making my dreams of the romantic notion coming true. He has time and again proved to me that no matter what he will always be by my side, like a true Father protecting his daughter and being there with her when she needs him the most. I don’t know about India or our society, but I know this much as long as I have my Father I need not need anyone else ever in my life. He is a strong pillar of support for me, making me feel special each time I have been disregarded by humans, and for that matter even my own family. I cannot thank my stars enough to bless me with such a father. People want fairy tale ending and a happily ever after life. But for me, having such a dear father fulfills all my dreams. That is all I need from him. His smile, his hug, his hand on my shoulders to let me know that I am not alone. Love you Dad, love you now and always. You are the best Man any woman would want to have in her life. And not to forget my dear Mom. No matter how many times you hug me tightly to irritate me, you and Dad make the perfect couple. You inspire and instill love around us. It is because of you two that I believe so much in love. Mom thank you for being there every time I wanted to walk away. Thank you for making me the way I am. Love you guys. And I am grateful to both of you for accepting me at my worst, for bearing my unnecessary screams and shouts. For being there for me no matter what.

Girls, more than the society cherish your family. And I am sure if families start accepting girls the way my parents have we will not need to change the society at large. It will automatically understand the importance of a girl.

Here’s the luckiest me signing off, hoping for a better tomorrow, a brighter sun to touch our lives. But lastly would love to mention again, thanks Mom and Dad, love you now and forever…!!!!

2013... already?!?!?!

Wow... what a realization I just had. It is 2013 already and I haven't finished my story nor have I bothered to update any blogs in the past month. How very typical of me?

Anyways I have started this year with a lot of hopes but by the pass of each day my hopes drop off one by one. And today is just the 4th of Jan'13. Forget it.

Nothing can come out of nothing...

So here I am wishing myself a Good and Decent 2013 ahead...
Try and stay alive for me...!!!!