Travelling to Gujarat!!

Gujarat, a place I never thought of going.

A place to go!

 a place where chemical industries flourish in India.

A place where is activity all around as I call it!

I think being an Indian we should be proud of the highways that we have across the country.

People might think however they want about the Indian roads. But I'm happy about the way it is developing.

There is a lot of work happening, people are not idle, it is a thing to be proud of indeed.

U might think I'm  an ardent follower of the politics, but I'm a person who appreciate the work of people and I say no to politics.

Being honest!!

It is easy to say, 'be honest'!

But is it really?

It is very difficult for me indeed, but it is the one thing I wish  not.

I'm honest with others when deeds does not touch the elements of my being.

I've always teased everyone with my closed book policy! Which I choice is a delusion.

I know I'm no superhuman and I'm week.

When things happen, I do get hurt, but I never reveal them.

I do cry, but not openly.

I was like that then too, but there was a sense of comfort.

Now I feel insecure.

In consequence I've put my shields up thicker without knowing.

A state of volatility, maybe.

Now I want to bring everything out.

But I'm still insecure.

I've this way of thinking that if I act strong then I'm strong; but I wish loved ones knew I'm not.

For some time it was the truth.

I had the sense of comfort.

But as time passed by I realize the ultimatum,  'no one belongs to you'.

'You cannot depend on anyone but yourself'.

'Being strong for yourself, for your dreams, for your promises and for your happiness'.

"Happiness from people is from time to time, happiness from yourself can be continuous but it depends on the choices that you make, the life that you live and want to live.It doesn't depend on the hurdles that you face.It will always be there if you have found peace in you, as long as you forgive and love yourself, as long as you fight for it."

:-)

May be I've not yet realized many things in this life.

    

Every sense is magical.

It was late December,I was at the park around the corner, sitting observing,the seniors talking to each other, smiling at  others' words, but can't make out what they are conversing about. The features on their faces out of the emotions  say a lot, it was quite amusing to notice those little things, never got bored....!!! so  I did not notice the  kid of about two years  younger came to my side and asked me "what I was reading?", as  I deduced  his actions to be so I showed him my book, he tried to read as much as he could and ran away as his parents called....the parents constant hovering when you are a kid...

I'm alone and lonely I try spending my time seeing beauty of the world in small things...people like me communicate through actions, but  in our world  words like 'sound', 'music', 'ringing', 'noise'... is something which we consider to be like the presence of God to normal humans-hard to believe in  or out of the world

I've never understood it.

When we read about them in books how sound-The particular auditory effect produced by a given cause- is a result or cause of  actions...the chirruping of birds, sound of horns, the baby's cry when born, the sound of wind blowing,.....or the sound of my cry, it is way out of my limit of imagination, but  I have always been curious...

To me, people singing their songs or gyrating on the dance floor is like making a fool out of themselves...then I have learnt that people are moved to tears by music and words when said with the effect to touch your feelings. That was the hardest thing for me to acknowledge or to wrap my head around.

          As you might have understood by now that

I was born profoundly deaf, so I was abandoned when I was a baby.
Until  a few days ago someone sponsored  me a pair of hearing aids for the first time, the former described life has been my life. Though I have had known  the existence of such aids through my teachers at the orphanage, being a kid never had the means to treatments or aids.

The first thing I heard was my shoe scraping across the carpet; it startled me. I have never heard that before and out of ignorance, I assumed it was too quiet for anyone to hear.

I sat in the doctor’s office frozen as a cacophony of sounds attacked me. The whir of the computer, the hum of the AC, the clacking of the keyboard, and when my best friend walked in I couldn't believe that he had a slight rasp to his voice. He joked that it was time to cut back on the cigarettes.

That night everyone at the orphanage surprised me singing " Happy birthday  to you", tears rolled down my eyes, I thought to myself it is indeed my birthday, when I can cry out to hear my tears...so a new chapter in my life began...

         Being able to hear the music for the first time ever was unreal....

I think by saying at times "I compete only with myself " doesn't always work, 'coz in reality, to believe in self we have to run the marathon,and it doesn't matter who came first as what matters the most is we summoned our courage  to dare our will to cross the line and never give up till we cross the line.

May be!!

Maybe, maybe is a probability,
Predicted or non predictable stimulation,
Love you or don't love you or maybe...
Sure or not sure..
How magical or how fascinating.
Oh! make a guess in tune or not
Oh! make a bet in the existence of luck
Oh! zero or hundred percent
Oh! 1, 2, 3..
weird or not
tall or short, ugly or handsome
american or Indian, straight or slanted!!
there is always a probability
things happen out of guesses....

Hurt

Hurt!!

It will Ofcourse Happen again!


For Fallible us, when conflicts arise, we hurt each other.


But after the hurting we will be more caring and stronger.


Enabling us to move forward...

Do what you feel

I don’t see whats wrong with doing what you feel, It’s never too late for anything until you’re on a death bed.
Because time waits for no one!
If you want it, then go get it. No one knows what you want so no one will wait for you. Don’t make them wait. Allow them to live!
To act on emotions right as you feel them. I think there’s no point in hiding how you feel, but instead saying what you feel as you feel it, in that exact moment.

what is left behind is mine!

Even we want to, we can't, as it s ought to be so!!

love comes,love goes.
Happiness do reach us but it leaves later
Why can't we keep them and make all the beautiful things  stop from moving away?

May be because ....
 The river that doesn't flow,or the clouds that doesn't flop are beautiful as they move.

 It is so made to give the feeling while we are moved to and from the heart and not just because it is so.

If it stays, it might be changed and then every happiness that you had would go bad.

so why don't we let it drift away with our smiles??

then that we can cherish it eternally as it was..

because everything will leave now or later

To concord be in concordance!

Feelings and thoughts are contrary, but also are one and the same. We react to situations with both thoughts and feelings. Feelings are emotions, and sensations, and they are different from thoughts, conviction, interpretations, and sentiment. When arduous feelings are expressed, the sharp edges are dulled, and it is easier to let go of the bad feeling. If we only express our beliefs about the event and not the feelings, the bad feelings linger and are often harder to release.

LIfe is too Little to be Little!

 "Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it." -Confucius

Our reality is so beautiful and utterly mind blowing in it's complexity that we tend to bury our head in the sand and confine our view  thinking to the mundane drudgery of daily life. With the passing of time we have constructed this human reality of ours, layer upon layer, out of a shitload of different ideologies and technologies.... Consumerism, religions, our own individualistic hopes and dreams about money, power and infatuate love, tv, fast food ... This has become our day to day reality, a reality that blinds us from nature. It's not just the stars that our cities and their lights obscure from our mind's eye. Sometimes I feel as if we are about to lose ourselves in the entertainment jungle that we have created.

"The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives." -Albert Einstein

I often hear people casually say that they "live" for something - it’s usually something material or pleasurable. I am certain they would reconsider their choice if they thought of it in the negative - so what's worth living for is also worth dieing for.

I have acknowledged that the present world is just living for all the luxuries that please them; we have grown more nefarious and deceptive.People brush aside the real beauty and enjoy all those temporary make ups. 

 I ascertain that what we made have outgrown us and we are just overwhelmed by them that the beauty of the sand, the sun, the sweet aroma of flowers, the happiness in having real fun in sweating, fighting, sharing, loving and living has gone numb. We have become neutral!! 

But some people do live right now who surpass all this and prove  this wrong and I do salute them.  

 "Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite. " -Francis Bacon

Embrace your flaws

I personally believe that imperfections are just as valuable, if not more, as perfections.
my imperfections are something to be proud of… they make me unique and i love that.
When things aren’t perfect.
You either make  or you make a change.
If a straight line is so beautiful, then why is it a curvy U on your face make you beautiful?

Think over doesn't the screw's fall all the time in this world.

There is beauty in the imperfections,  everything perfect is either plastic or camouflage, a make up.

I know people expect a lot from us as though we are perfect,but we ain't,nor we will be, we can just try to be beautifully perfect with all the imperfections.

At the end of the day…it’s the “Imperfections” that stand out and make life more interesting..

Trust me  when something/someone seems perfect but turns out it/they really aren’t/isn’t, where something/someone seemingly imperfect is/are perfect.

I really get a lot of energy when I utter "I'm perfectly imperfect."

So things ain't so interesting if flawless!!

!!Teachers!!

 Can you recognize the one in the photo below???

 Though the World Teachers day is celebrated on 5^th October, India observes THE DAY on 5^th September  in  order to mark the birth of   Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrisnan the first Vice-President and the second President of the Independent nation.He was an eminent academician and an exquisite teacher of all times.

  The day is dedicated to the teachers who play a prominent role in a person's life; in institutions it is celebrated in different ways like honoring the teachers, planning a get together etc. One of the different way of celebrating the day that I had come across is by being a teacher myself on this day, it was a great opportunity, though we prepared for more than a week, when I stood on the podium in front of my juniors, I did posses the flying birds feeling in my stomach, and I did wonder how they stood in front of the students flawlessly  for so many hours continuously everyday, now its a memory to cherish.

In my views everyone is a teacher and a student of life as well, as everyone do inspire at-least a soul, but everyone are not referred to as "teacher", only ambrosial ones  who consume themselves to light the way for others are!.

 When we were little they sowed the seeds of knowledge...

they held our hands and thought what dreams are and to convert them to a reality as Dan Rather said " the dream begins with  a teacher who believes in you, who tugs you and pushes you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called truth."

They taught us A-Z, they thought us to say Yes and No, they taught us to choose, they taught to solve problems, they taught us to make decisions, they taught us literally everything... the small things when put together make this world.Actually they thought us the ways to decipher the world.

They taught us to heed our clairvoyance and do what we want to without pushing anyone else in queer.They taught us to make our own path and learn when we stumble and to raise again and walk rather than giving up.They thought us be versatile as there are so many things worth trying which may fascinate us and make us smile.

So I would say

 "They are the ones who modified the caterpillars in to butterflies."

PS:This is an essay of admiration, adoration with gratitude with the brightest smile I could conjure as a teacher has had an effect on me more than any one.
Happy Teachers day!!

 Thank's for reading
enjoy!
Archana/Amelia