Friday, 13 July 2012

Smile

Come, come away from the plundering darkness,
Smile your sweet, yet miserable smile,
Let the silent sob escape your throat
And let go of the anger that chokes your mind.


Hold your breath and have a little faith,
Faith for the tomorrows to come,
Let your breath fog up the cracked, yellow glass
And draw your sorrow for the world to see.


Sit by the river and stare back at your face,
Think of all the things that inspired your day,
Let the lines of worry and hatred fade away
And smile your sweet, yet miserable smile again.

Saturday, 12 May 2012

Here's to the best experience of my life.



On the 26th of March, as I was on my way to meet my team, I got an email that led me to let out the most joyous and insane shriek of excitement. I had been officially announced as the Corporate Communications Vice President for AIESEC India's National Stakeholders' Summit 2012. And though I still didn't know much and could not remotely estimate the roller coaster ride I was in for in the next month and a half I couldn't wipe the grin off my face for the whole day.
I didn't really know anyone too well from the CC. Back then, all I saw Prithvish as was a mean MC member from Delhi who thought he was damn awesome (and probably was) and wouldn't care about a low-life TL such as me. He probably took me on the CC because of the lack of half-decent people who applied. But then I met him and he turned out to be the funniest, happiest, goofiest guy with funny laughter and a bad sense of humour. But he was the most amazing, inspirational, motivational and smart MC in-charge I could have asked for. He kept it together at all points and it amazed me to see him undampened by almost everything. And it didn't end at 5PM (or 6PM or 7PM or 8PM or 9PM). He was like that at 3AM too, watching Powerpuff Girls and Johnny Bravo and being the general happy person in our little group. He made me want to work and he made me believe in me and he made me have the best experience ever. Mehndi and Juhi were my two perfect one-thirds and we got along so brilliantly, it threw me off. I was waiting for it to become a little more realistic with a little falling-out at least but we stuck together solidly to the very end. We read each others' minds and spent days (read: nights) on end talking about the littlest or biggest things possible. Very rarely have I come across two individuals, much lesser at the same time, who I could relate to so easily and with who I could be scarily open with, without any inhibitions. And more than being just good friends, they inspired me to work and do so much more than I would have originally estimated myself to be able to do. We sat in office for ungodly hours and we stayed up at night for a slightly more ridiculous number of hours doing work and not once did it weigh me down and I'd mostly thank these two for that. Nadiya and Kalyani were from my very own Local Committee but I never knew them too well till NSS. That is when we got along, for various reasons. Like food for Kalyani and the completely awkward yet entertaining bus rides back home with Nadiya. Never had I seen such a diverse set of individuals grow so close and throw the most awesome and mind-blowing event in a matter of 1 month.
This event was everything I could have asked for and it helped me grow on multiple levels. You will probably never read this but I love you guys immensely and this 1 month I shall never forget. I had the time of my life :)

Saturday, 21 April 2012

7AM lessons in life from Dad.

My dad told me that he valued life for every moment it gave him, every lesson it taught him and for every hardship that he survived.
We all complain about life and its hardships and our strange little encounters with this misunderstood entity, fate. We all complain that God (or the substituting supernatural force that governs us) is being unfair by making us trudge through hardships. But no one looks back and is grateful for having survived every hardship. No one thanks that external governing force for giving us the power to endure and brave these hardships.
I'm not an exception to this. Not even today. But my dad is. And I want to be. Because hardships give you the strength to fight back adversity and recognise the value of our fortunes.
Sent on my BlackBerry® from Vodafone

Thursday, 5 April 2012

Let It Be

Preconceived notions can be the death of something beautiful. The human nature makes having these notions inevitable but at the end of the day it's up to us as to whether we should let these notions get in the way of our external behaviour and relationships. And it is entirely our decision as to whether we should allow these notions to be moulded by unbiased experiences.
Based on recently attained experiences, I am actually glad that though I entered a situation with strongly held, negative preconceived notions, I allowed my notions to be moulded by exposure to the person in question and this helped send our relationship on a whole new tangent.
It's not a frequent occurrence to have such opportunities to have behaviour moulding occur in one's life. Every time you get an opportunity and you exercise this, it may not be successful. But the few times that it is successful, you'll find it completely worth it to have let elements from the outside influence your attitudes.
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Monday, 26 March 2012

Le Deja Vu

Sometimes, when I'm wasting time, I start to have a deja vu and I'm thinking real hard about the deja vu but I cannot, for the life of me, figure out when it happened previously. But I still continue to think and I start to have a deja vu about having a deja vu. And I don't know what dafuq is happening anymore.
It's really annoying and sends me on a different trip altogether and I suddenly feel like I'm living in a different dimension and I don't know what is happening anymore.

And I'm not even high.
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Friday, 23 March 2012

Happiness (:

Happiness is:
1. Clean feet
2. Cinnamon and Vanilla body wash
3. Colourful stationery
4. Well-organised notes
5. A clean desktop
6. Playlist that is called "Playlist 2" on my phone
7. Red velvet cupcakes
8. Finding old conversation sheets
9. Being in love
10. Warm feet
11. Pretty nails
12. Stuffed teddy
13. Gummy bears
14. Random stray kittens and puppies
15. Family time
16. Double chocolate chip cookies
17. A cabinet full of stuffed toys
18. Spending time with people who count
19. Self-pampering time
20. Loving yourself :)
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Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Stupid memory (and happy birthday, Adhipee :D)

The other day, I thought of something really intense and I was going to blog about it and build up on it and get a legit logical flow of thought out of it. So there I was, sitting in an old, rickety Fiat cab, crossing Fountain and a little out of sorts. And lazy. Of course, you'd say.
So I was like "Mmm, my phone is in my back pocket. So much effort required in putting my hand in my pocket, pulling it out so that it doesn't fall into the gap between the backrest and the bottom, unlocking the damn phone and then putting down my thoughts into an email that I could send to my blog. I'll just remember this when I'm little more proactive and sober because it's so intense and deep and logical that it could make sense to anyone and obviously it's so awesome that I won't forget it."
And then I forgot about remembering it. And now I don't know what it was at all.
#ScumbagMemory

P.S.: Happy birthday Adhishree! I love you :)