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Monday, 28 May 2018

(un)Anticipated U-turn

We don't realize sometimes that how far we go when we commit ourselves to something we're not ready for but we think it will be so easy for us. We push ourselves at different stages starting from a small setback (that you shouldn't be pushing on this) to utter humiliation from inner self (much worse then other people humiliating us) defeat after defeat, we don't realize where to stop. Some smart enough to stop at initial stages (they don't understand the next level ever though) Some stupid enough to go through the process they shouldn't have started at first place (that should be enough for a lifetime) and we carry on to the next baggage. Already lifting this one we share it with another and another sometimes. This humiliation happens at least once in a lifetime with everyone, some go through it early, some late. Some become stories to laugh at some become inspiration to learn from some are successful from outside dreading from inside and some became more beautiful from inside after society learned how they failed it. This process becomes a task to complete once we're set up on it, much like the Note on the street prank where one person ties a wire to note of a certain amount and keeps pulling whenever the person is reaching for it. Various similarities between the two, smart ones know it's a prank so they lay off as soon as they understand, greedy and stupid people commit till the end and end up being kidnapped or humiliated. They value of note like the challenges can be different, for some people grabbing 10 bucks will be enough, like achieving stupid things like watching a celebrity from far away. For some 2000 bucks is a challenge, like climbing a mountain without prior practice. Every person has different desires, every person is of different mentality, each of them have different ways to write the same script of failure but how much one fails defines the story of their wisdom and making giant loops after the experiences thay have had certainly shows their ability to use knowledge and experience in search of glory.
   Where to stop, why to stop, why not complete it and get a lesson of lifetime? Why not know from the beginning it will end this way and script ourselves accordingly? many many questions depending on perceptions remain unanswered, but only one thing remain unchanged, our extreme faith and over confidence shatters and out comes a more mature person (in most cases) ready to experience the next level. 
   On other scenario, Just like the prank even if we manage to get the ultimate price we were striving for, we won't be happy as in prank case it's not our money and in reality case, it wasn't our work to complete, though we may enjoy it and get used to it, but no one's sure it was our ultimate location, the only difference is that note prank is done by others and this prank we do to ourselves. We can stop whenever we want, we could go for the ultimate to have the prize of the humiliation, the line between the two is very thin and as we move on it starts to shrink more and more. Either we win or we learn, both ways we get a tag of a lifetime, that we carry in our brain and watch it again everytime we start another essay. [Well again, who knows what that will be?]

Thursday, 3 May 2018

The Story of Stories!

There are phases, which in your life are for short period, but create such impact on you, that you don't be the one you were, ever again.
You meet random people, you be part of an accident, you read a book you needed that particular time, you might be listening to stories from various characters. Some stories inspire, some pages stick, some characters give a boost, some laughs we copy, some eyes show the deep meaning, some people just stay same but they change you, teach you a thing or two for the rest of life, things they you might forget sooner or later, but the changes they made to you, become permanent!
 You're diluted for 2 days, in stories they shared. And the thinking takes you to another level. No words are spoken, but your mind keeps screaming time to time. All your ears can hear are the silence of the world and story of that creature. The attitude of that creature towards life, and the new dimension it gave to kick start your life in a new way! The beauty of this is, your learning curve is moving on, sad part though, you don't know it will stop or not. 
Imagine every day this happening, your day every morning starts with a new vibe, some person improved you last day, and you carry that impression ahead. As interesting as it sounds, it gives chills to the spine. Not everyday could be new, not everyday you could be new, not everyday you can start something new. But it happens, our observations gets mixed with the imagination and create a deception. Now act accordingly or roar out of it to the normal world, harsh reality is, we cannot be same whatever we do. So we let the mind take control of us, and the belief we have, rides us to better place (or worse) 
   That's the story of stories, in periods where we need them, they follow us automatically. That's a cycle, can't estimate how long it will last, but as soon as our character needs modification, it comes. Difficult to understand it may be, but this theory exists in the universe. Every person comes as a ploy to our imagination, if it's just me then I'm crazy, if it happens with everyone, probably we all are!

Thursday, 5 April 2018

The Time You and I were 'WE'

I always hoped I will write this one down, the story of how you and I became we! I feel like I should carve it on a stone so that it survives eternity. 
It's not the story of how we met, it's not the story of our times as a pair it's the story in between the phase where we knew each other to the phase where we came to know each other. It's the story of the accelaration our life got after the start of our meetings, the WhatsApp chats that became endless, the snap streak that was right there and the calls which never ended. All the memes seemed relatable, all my stories involved you, all the time our talk initiated it went timeless and we never thought where the time has moved. The evenings at various places, the hideouts from the group for some lone time, the inside jokes in gatherings, the signs shared, the winks (sometimes). I don't want to write the romantic rides, I just want to mark the beautiful bike rides where we laughed our hearts out, at the point where we clinked the chai glasses and then we went along to see further destinations. The time when tired you laid back on the wall and I read you notebook's ending, the time we shared earphones to watch the fault in our Stars, the time we laughed out so loud watching impractical Jokers on my couch, the long hours of studying and explaining each other until second one totally gets it, the movie theater time when the plane finally landed and we felt this should never end. The times where your eyes said it all whether or not you want to go somewhere, the periods where you had my back and we made some or the other reason n let everyone carry on. The time you n I became we was the time we enjoyed each moment of being together, somehow the infatuation became permanent and carrying along with that never seemed a problem to me. Cherishing that time was just what I was doing, when you stood away I used to admire you and think what if we never would have met? And how would have been the journey so far without you. Admitting that the heat never blew is the only confession I make cause it felt more than that, no way I thought of you in my arms, no way my bed wanted you or some other person right now! All I wanted was with me a person in whom I behold my trust and believe that whenever I move around I'll have a companion. All the choices, all the interests all the behaviors matched and we got used to it. I know I was looking for something when the term began, but couldn't understand what it was. May be could have rushed in a relationship or bunch of friends, who knows?! Luckily, I found the right one at the right time and all my queries were answered slowly, it took time and the voyage is something you can't tell. You just enjoy it in reminiscing on a perfect evenings, going through and smiling all to yourself and may be noting it down (today) so as to make it immortal, in case we move on.