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" Log kya kahenge"

People under the twenties bandwagon are always under spectatorship, specially by relatives, cousins and neighbours. They face immense amount of emotional turbulence, sense of insecurity and society's pressure. The entire stigma is about winning the race. Race where you have to be earn a handsome amount of money and get settled in life. For Indians, specifically this means getting married. That is like the ground rule reality in India. You ought to get married in your so called marriageable age or else you are either too late or outcast to fit in. Career wise if you are a female, common "why do have to earn so much?", "you have a man to look over",are some common phrases to be heard. Chronicles of our society are webbed and dusted and they truly need to be spoken against.  People give into pressures, when they cannot hear people taunt anymore. Analytically speaking in India we make more decisions based on our family and society's view. For surviving in th...

An Extract.

We are so enthralled by the concept of "love". So overwhelmed and blinded by the idea of true love and soulmate. Our society revolves around fairy tales enchanting the young girls into believing that there is a prince charming for you, waiting somewhere to rescue you from the world, to protect you , to love you with all his virtue and valor. How do you not expect a young girl to fantasize about this prince charming with so many perfections and heroic persona, I mean I would love to date one. Unfortunately, the fairy tales are only illusion's of a hypothetical world. The real world does not harbor perfect people, we are all flawed. On the contrary, females are fighting for equality and here we are teaching young girls tales of prince charming crap. I think these stories should be altered. Females must understand that no prince charming exists, everybody has flaws and yes no one, absolutely no-one can protect you from this cruel world. You have to get hurt, to understan...

The pain.

Poems have a unique way of expression! Here is the one I wrote long time back... Desperate needs.. Hasty deeds.. unforgettable past.. powerful blast.. chasing a dream.. flowing in a stream.. departed souls.. untraceable holes.. Pain with in.. lies deep in.. powerful emotions... Neurotic demotions... shallowness in the heart... pricks me like a dart... The vindicating pain... A forlorn game... Life is a tough bitch.. Like a rain struck ditch... I wish i get the rain... to drench my aching PAIN...!

THE AIRCRAFT VISIONARY

I like to travel by air. Siting in the aircraft and experiencing that sweet twirl in the stomach when the plane takes off is what that I like the most. journeys are always a Pandora to see , observe other people. To see how they react, behave and to imagine the kind of lifes they live. The kind of dreams and aspirations they endure. Its a very very lucrative experience. One can easily spend hours gazing at people and wondering about their lives. Amidst my journey, I feel a persistent vacuum , a self realization of things and goals that matter to me. This is probably the best time think about yourself, sitting all alone with thoughts in your head surrounded by strange ,unknown people. No body by far bothering you or is there to break that bubble of thoughts you have been enduring. So what kind of thoughts get me dunk in my seat and make me write are pretty hay-wire to begin. I am thinking about the vast potential a person holds, that caliber and capacity to scale heights reaching sky. ...

Thoughts from a diary of an Amateur Doctor.

I was merely 5 years old ... when I incepted the notion that I wanted to become a doctor, I was so mesmerized and fascinated by the profession. In childhood it was a profession that everyone wanted to endure and targeted their aim at. With the steps of every class, for some people that dream faded away.. that image of becoming a doctor diminished.. but I clanged onto it. I always endured and visualized that image of me wearing a white coat with a stethoscope around. This particular profession excited me.. it tempted me..As I grew up my wish to become a doctor morphed into the only passion i wanted to pursue. Eventually I  realized  that the more fascination of this profession seems from outside , triple the amount of effort you need to put to lay down your foundation of becoming one. Nothing.. believe me nothing at all could deter my aim of becoming a doctor. And today I am in a medical college pursuing my dream. A dream that I nourished since my childhood. Commencing...

Reflection of Thoughts

When I left for hostel ,I had a curiosity to test myself , I wanted to observe myself , I challenged myself to adjust in a completely different atmosphere . I still remember on my first hostel day I left my home with an anxiety knot in my stomach but I kept mellowing myself down because I did not wanted to make my mother nervous as well. I waved off my parents with a big smile masking the hollowness and loneliness that I experienced at that moment. I convinced myself that I was fine. But as the night approached my emotions overpowered my lonesome soul and came out as tears from my eyes. I cried like a baby. It felt as if someone has taken a part of me and my heart sank down. I cried a river to let go my grief of separation from my loved ones, my parents, my family . Today  it feels completely different , I  now realise how important is it to let go of the people we are most attached to, it breaks our heart open, helps us realise our potential to the hilt. It makes you more e...

HYPOCRISY.

Hypocrisy or falsity is a big disease in the present world. It's pandemic!!! Hence aptly our century is called as " KALYUG " meaning ' The Age of downfall'. According to hindu scriptures it is said that this age of hypocrisy will meet its judgment day which would mark the end of the world. We are always told to act and believe the age old idioms and phrases taught in the childhood and we swear by them. On age old phrase is " HONESTY is the best policy". Seriously is it? I mean why teach something that can't be practiced in the real life. The gospel of life is that you cannot live with honesty and it needs to be adulterated by small portions of hypocrisy,manipulation with a little hint of lie to just add that dashing flavor. I do not sound politically correct  right now but by far this is the reality of our existence. What exactly is hypocrisy?   Hypocrisy  is the state of pretending to have virtues, moral or religious beliefs, principles, etc....