Knowing the world!

It's 4 in the morning and I am "not-at-all" sleepy. It's actually quite normal since I'm comparatively free these days and I have time all to myself. As expected, it feels great to be at your leisure and while away time. It is just fantastic!

Btw, the purpose of this post was not to tell you all this. The purpose is to portray the real-emotional self of this so quoted "ambitious" blogger, who is trying to figure out what's with this world? Why does it seem so shallow at times? Where is the gap?

Sometimes I feel I should re-name this blog to "the poet/the writter-dikshabajaj.blogspot.com". Anyway, I guess I should leave apart all this and actually come to the point.

So, as you all see the title- "Knowing the world", what comes to your mind? Well, I don't know! How did you expect me to? There can be no telepathy here! Anyway, what comes to my(read with a drawl) mind is - a lot of stuff. I've been living in a hostel, out of my comfortable cocoon(my home sweet home) for a long time now(it's been an year) and have got a good amount of understanding(I'd like to believe) about the world around. So there are a lot of aspects I wish to share.

First one that comes to my mind is the fact that "Everyone is good at heart." Trust me and skip the paragraph or read on if you need the logic. So you are reading, fine! Let me go on then. Everyone is good - Even the person who calls you a bitch/even the person who wishes bad about you/even the one who's "termed as" terrorist. The person who bitched about you was just frustrated and wanted to let go off her anger and you were the target. "That is it!". She doesn't consider you a bitch, she doesn't hate you, she just hasn't spent time with you/discovered you are great at heart and hence you are the target of her anger. The person who wishes bad about you. She is just passing through a trough in the curve of her life and thus is being insecure. She's being jealous, let her be. DONOT revert back with a similar attitude. DONOT freak out. It doesn't mean she's bad. She is just being immature. She lacks understanding of life, you hold on to yours. The person "termed as" terrorist. You have no clue what circumstances he had. You have no clue what made him bad. This brings me to my second point: Stop judging!

"Stop judging" people when you don't know(understand) them. Stop judging people, when they act weird. Stop judging people, when they don't understand you. Stop judging people by little-little incidents. These incidents are not important, don't make them important. If are making them important then you lack the vision to make a judgement, So, stop blaming others for that.

"Everybody is a unique creation of God" and has(without a doubt) got some really unique talent. So, this brings out the next point. "Stop being jealous", rather find out yours. You fail at doing that? Alright don't freak out, it's human! But learn to conquer! Not others but your thoughts! That is more important.

"Learn to stay the way you are, stop being someone else" You're made unique, you have a choice stay unique/ be a commoner. What do you want? Now come on, nobody wants to be a commoner, I know. So learn!

"Love yourself" Why? The answer is really simple. If you can not love yourself, how can somebody else? Let the busy person in your life walk away(infact leave her) as you have so many who love you with all they have, so why not think of them rather than wasting time giving importance to the extras? Dance when you want! Live "your" own special self! Shout! Speak a lot! Those who don't like don't understand you and ones who understand(the closed ones) would never dislike. Speak wrong words, wrong English at times but don't care because you know where you were incorrect and let the other one have fun out of nothing. Be stupid! Be a kid! No matter what it takes, just be yourself.

Alright, enough of lessons for now. I told you right at the top, skip the paragraphs, just read the headings but you read the entire thing, right? I so knew! :P Never mind, with my articles it happens, It's really not your fault. :D I hope you got it, I'm about sign off, so take care, stay happy because you know what You are "THE BEST" (if you believe you are :P ) Adios! See you soon! :)




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‎'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean he was really friendly.

So I asked, ‘Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!’

This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.’

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they’ll dump it on you. Don’t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don’t take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.
Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so…… ‘Love the people who treat you right. Forgive the ones who don’t.’

Life and friends or better- 'Friends and life'!

Back in time, there were days, when full of innocence and simplicity, unaware of sophistication and filled with purity, we used to relish each and every moment of our existence. Waking up to mom's sound and sleeping to her melodious tones, everything used to be a cakewalk. The only thing that could annoy us was Mom's continuous attempts to make us drink one FULL GLASS of milk each day. Ah! Swinging from one swing to another used to give us immense pleasure. Not knowing the purpose of life, our days started and ended with little things. Little but beautiful things that used to give us tremendous joy. The ringing of bell with each ending class, the games period, the Christmas celebrations, the recess time and the dancing sessions. Life used to be a bliss! Yes, our life was truly blessed, those days, when we were sweet, little kids.

Those were the days, I look back to and cherish each and every memory of.
Those were the days, I'm eager to bring back to my life each and every instant of.
When we all were little, when the life had just begun with THEM,
They-who are such demons that I can leave any angel for them.
They-whom I love, adore, respect and consider sacred,
They- whom God sends,
My angels, my demons, My lovely FRIENDS!

It might look quite saccharine. If you ask me what's life, I'd say it's a mysterious but a beautiful story. A story much of which comes to us by itself-untold and unseen, both mysterious and baffling! But at the same time a story which none but the person himself can write. A story to which a new part gets added as each day passes by. Each part of which gives us a new reason to relish it, but to me the part of my life which was most beautiful till date is my school life.

Blessed and obsessed with their presence in my world,
I am here to pen down my experiences.
With them, who were my continuous support system,
With them, who I wish had still been there with me,

With them, whom I call FRIENDS!

School life- The life that brought a number of experiences with itself. Right from the moment when I first dressed up in my school uniform, when I first saw my school premises- something that seemed totally alien that day to today when it fills me with thousand memories each time I walk past it, it has given me a number of lessons. It taught me what life is, it taught me what individuality is, it taught me what 'I' am, it taught me everything! And the life which was wonderful with their presence. Each learning experience with them, each fight with them, each teacher's scolding with them was enjoyable to an extent that's beyond explanation. 'Them'- whom I call 'Friends'!

Lazily as I lay today on my bed, the wonderful memories of those lovely days surrounded me.
The memories of those inculpable, innocent and insignificant fights,
The memories of those lovely and fun filled-cries!
The memories of those days which started and ended with boisterous laughter,
Which made me exuberant, buoyant, ebullient, happier and better.
The memories of those who made it was all possible,
The memories of those without whom it would have been all impossible,
Well whom I call 'FRIENDS'!

The life which started with alphabets, syllables, words and taught me a sentence,
Both learning and eventful, it's pleasure was immense.
When my teachers first praised me, when I got my first ever prize, when I topped for the first time or when I even went blank on stage in a debate competition to now when I love stage. It was a continuous journey, a learning experience which I now treasure. OMG! Lovely old days, good old days. It was the memory of those holi fights, it was the memory of that first ever sights, it was for the lovely bonds I had shared with those priceless people who were always there, that I bring forward this blogpost dedicated to my wonderful 'Friends'. I wish to thank all of you! Hope you all liked it! :)

So here I am towards the close of this post-Life and friends, well no 'Friends and life' but as I come to a close, I have even better words-
"Friends for life!"

P.S.1- Dedicated to all my convent friends, lovely apeejayites!
P.S.2-Though I've talked about my school life but Rupu, it's incomplete without your mention. So yes ofcourse, my 3 idiots at college, dedicated to you.
P.S.3-Avi, hope you're happy now. Dedicated to A.P.S.P.C.D. We rock!

Blossom like a flower, in this garden of life.

A young girl, unaccustomed to the bizarre intricacies of life had a heart full of numerous dreams. Audacious and intrepid, ready to explore any venture in life, she walked by a road, looking at the world around her. She relished looking at the new faces around her, trying to figure out what was working in their mind. Each day as she walked past the road, she came across people hurrying past the crowded roads, some with a smile while others with a resent. To her dismay, the number of begrudged faces always far exceeded the number of appeased faces. Each day she used to speculate the reasons for a person's resent. Trying her best to figure out what is the cause of their dissatisfaction. At such tender an age, she couldn't understand the complexities around her. What she was aware of, was just one fact, that she wanted to be something big in life. She wanted to be called an achiever. She wanted all her dreams to be fulfilled. She wished to see everyone blossom like a flower in this garden of life, but she wasn't aware:
If we want to blossom like a flower in this garden of life,
We must learn the art of adjusting our life with thorns.

Time passed by. Now she was a grown up girl, more experienced, more mature.Her heart still full of copious dreams, few accomplished and many lined up. Walking past the same road she now was aware that world is a big rat race. Everyone is running in a marathon with a perpetual attempt to beat the fellow sprinter, ready to add another victory to his name. Her childhood apprehensions were now answered. She now knew the reasons for people's aversion. To survive in this competitive world isn't an easy task. It is an extended endeavor to make one reach the top. This fact is conspicuous to most of the people, but still there are very few people who succeed in their pursuit. Why? And which are these exiguous groups of people? The key to success is possessed by the ones who know how to maintain a balance in their life. Who can handle, all, the situations of failure, struggle and success equally well. Without losing the smile on their face. Who are aware of the fact that the key does not lie in antipathy, it lies in hard-work, in interminable tussle. Who know, I would repeat,
If we want to blossom like a flower in this garden of life,
We must learn the art of adjusting our life with thorns.

Learning from these instances, she had always been an eager beaver, always particular about her records and behaviour. She wanted to be an I.A.S Officer. She worked diligently all the year around. The big day finally came. She appeared in the exam. But destiny didn't favour her, she didn't succeed. But she did not give up. She was determined to succeed in the endeavour of her life and come what may, she has to give wings to her dreams. Another year, she worked very hard. Prepared well throughout the year but when the exam date was near, she met with an accident. It is rightly said- Your destiny rules you. But she still didn't give up. She recovered and started preparing once again. This time even her family and friends didn't support her. But it was for her never say die attitude that her fate had to bend in front of her. She gave her exam this time and came with flying colurs. She now is a reputed Officer and everyone around her to proud of her. She still walks past the same road, but is proud to be one of those very few content people.

That's life!!!

How do you wish to go about it? With a resent or be content? The choice is yours.

Thanks for reading it through. My sole reason for writing this post was to make anyone reading this realize the importance of their life. We should understand that the mighty God has send us with huge potentials, for us, to make the most out of our lives. Rather than being discontented, we should duly try to look for our hidden potentials and use them beneficially. Try to realize the drift of each moment in your life. Give wings to your dreams. Life's a glorious gift, make it's relevance. After all you're one in a million.

With that note, it'd like to sum up, wishing you a wonderful year 2010. May you have a blessed world. See you soon. :)