Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Be Yourself...

“It does not matter how much you change the world, what truly matters is how much you allow the world to change you”, these words were imprinted on my mind as my Professor quoted if I’m not wrong Pete Seeger. One is free to interpret it in a thousand ways. When I think of it, this is what I make out of it. They are just two simple words, “Be yourself”. I’ve always felt that being yourself in this world has been a problem for everyone at some point of time or another. Right from making the most simplest of choices to the complicated ones, we have found it difficult to be ourselves at times.
At least, once in our life we come across people who don’t like us for what we are or so desperately desire to change us that we lose the sight of who we are and what we want. The most terrible people are those who under the pretext of friendship keep manipulating us for what they want us to become because they think you are not cool enough if you are not like them or do not agree with them. There are times when even the most strongest of us succumb under such unreasonable, pathetic pressure, sometimes even without realizing. So clever is the manipulation that we fail to see it. If you just sit and think at times many such incidences might occur to you. There is where we go wrong, we don’t THINK, we fail to PONDER and PERCEIVE. In this fast paced life, many think that thinking is a waste of time. What I believe is sometimes just pausing for a while and giving a thought can make all the difference, to our lives, our perceptions, our realities and our worlds. I urge everyone to be careful of these MANIPULATORS, they are sweet-looking angels, who tell you they wish the best for you but from within they are full of deceit and malice. As long as you continue to get dominated by them, you will never truly realize the true worth of yourself. The reason for this would be that you will keep looking at yourself through their eyes and their words will keep resonating in your mind. Take courage, open your eyes, listen to your spirit, strengthen yourself. Don’t be a puppet, take control of the strings of your own life.
Breakfree, Breakthrough, learn to rejoice in your imperfections, because no matter what you are, there doesn’t exist anyone like you. Be yourself even if it is difficult. Take a stand about what you think is right, there will always be someone to oppose, but that should not make you a coward. Look at yourself in the mirror, there is more to you than what the world thinks of you or has made out of you. Discover yourself and once that you do, stand for yourself. You are precious and you will always be.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011


“Life is so complicated. I just wish we were kids, going to school…talking about our first crush…getting thrilled when it used to rain…talking and watching the sunset on my terrace. Life was so beautiful then”, Sheba texted me on one of those days when I felt extremely low. When a stranger reads it, he or she will find it to be ordinary, simple words. As for me and Sheba, they are golden memories of early teenage years, lost in reality and treasured in the heart. Those days will never come back. I know for a fact that I haven’t grown old. It is just that I know I cannot go back in time as much as I wish. So why this sudden urge to go to the past? Well, simply because these days I feel blue. Nostalgia hazes my mind like the sweet-smell of freshly baked cakes. It captivates me and reminds me of who I was and where have I come to be. Those days were so amazing, every moment is imprinted on my memory. The yellow sun turning to orange as it made its way to sink below the horizon, the sky turning from light blue, to pink, then grey and finally dark as the stars appeared twinkling in the great galaxy as though fishes caught in a huge, dark net. The conversations, at times light, at times intense and at times the sudden burst of guffaws both at innocence and foolishness. Sometimes moments spent silent spellbound by the beauty of nature, lost appreciating the melody of the wind and the cackling of birds. Humming the theme of titanic in that pleasant atmosphere making it more worthwhile to just be there, feeling that time must freeze…FREEZE. It is a bitter truth that those days will never come back and my eyes will fill with tears as I reminisce and desire.