... and life moves on!

Let’s face it, we have all changed, all of us. Somewhere between school ending and colleges starting, we have all gone our own directions. Hearts were broken, friendships were diminished, new loves started and new people came into our lives. We no longer spend all of our time together in our circle of friends, we no longer talk for hours about nothing at all. Some of us are finding love, while some of us are trying to let go. Even though we have changed, we all know that even though we are finding our place in his world, that when we find love, when we let go of love, when the tears falls, or when a smile spreads across our face, we’ll come to each other. No matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will change so much that we won’t be friends forever!! 

Dedicated to all my friends back home. I miss you all <3

This is not the end! It is a new beginning :)

        Woah!! Words don’t come easy at times like these. I leave for Pune tomorrow. And I don’t know how I am feeling right now. It is like I have become emotionless and feeling-less. Numbness has started to sink in. It is going to be an entirely new place, people, friends etc. In short, a new life! And am I excited? Yeah, kind of… And at the same time, I am hell scared of the grind. I know it is not going to be easy, and esp. for someone like me- who has never ever stayed away from home, is pampered to the core, never done anything on my own- it is going to be a real life changing experience.

        I want to cry and i want to smile at the same time. I am a complete Mama's Girl (which you all might have known quite well after reading my mothers day special blog-post) and I don't know what I am going to do without her :( My dear brother won't be there as well. Whom am i going to fight with? Share half a glass of coke with? Hit and then get hit in return? But i guess this is what life is... Moving on with memories buried in your hearts forever and making new memories. 

        I have always loved challenges and always accepted them in high spirits. But this is something I never imagined. I always wanted to move out but never thought I would go this far. Guess, god has his own plans and we can just adhere to those. I am falling short of words (probably for the first time). All I know is that I am blessed to have my family and my friends who love me unconditionally! It is all because of their support that I have reached where I am today. They showered endless belief and trust in me and I promise you all that I will never let you down… And this, by no chance, is the end of it. This is a new life for me. A chance to fulfill my dream and my parents dream. A chance to live my life to the fullest. A chance to explore my options. A chance to see where I stand in life. And last but not the least, a chance to know my inner self. When I come back, I will make sure that I will have made you proud of me Till then, Adios! Stay blessed J <3 

School Diaries #2 Lunch Hall & Railings

“Thank you Lord for all the blessings we are about to receive”

I cannot ever forget this grace we said before starting with lunch in the mess. We used to wait for12:20 pm in junior school, 12:55 pm till class 8 and for 1:35 pm till class 12 for it was LUNCH J Its been 5 years I have passed out from school, but I still remember the menu clear and I don’t think there will be any Yadavindrian around the world who would not remember Monday’s ice cream (in summers) and hot gulab jamub (in winters) and Friday’s Rajma Chawal. Wow! The mess bhaiyas had known our eating habits as well as our mothers did.

Sitting on the railings outside the lunch hall before and after the lunch was a favorite of everyone especially for girls as they used to sit on them with their groups and watch the crushes and boyfriends play football (with tennis ball) or cricket (with books) in the assembly area. It used to be such an amazing time during the day. I myself have done that so many times with my friends. LOL.

Inside of the lunch hall was super cool. High table was a dream for every student, right from the time we came to know the importance of sitting on the high table with the principal sir, vice principal ma’am and house masters, each one of us wanted to be a school appointment and be there some day and sharing some light moments with them. I was lucky enough to be one of those appointments and have my share of dream-come-true moment.

As kids, we used to hate when we were stopped from talking and were punished when we didn’t stop by 12thees. We used to be like why are they doing it? And we even pledged that when we become 12thees, we will never do it. But when we actually got the same duties, we understood the responsibility that was put on our shoulders by our teachers, and we did exactly the same to our juniors what our seniors did to us when we were in younger classes. Hahahaha… And there used to be these boards on which the names of all the appointments were written ever since the school started. I am so glad that today I have a name on that board as the Aitchison House Girls Captain for the year 2006.

And after our lunch we finished it with the grace again.

“Thank you Lord for all the blessings we have just received.”

Love is greater than the pressure to be perfect!

This one is all about The pressure to be perfect and the pressure that our society that we live in puts on young people to be perfect and I am prime example of that. I am a young girl. I know the stresses that come along with having to look a certain way, having to do well in school and college/university, family pressures, internal pressures, things that go on in the inside of you and it leads to a lot of unhappiness and depression a lot of times. I hope by the end of this article you guys are able to realize a couple of things that you might not have realized before now.

There are so many pressures to be perfect; like I said the pressure to look a certain way. We all go to colleges and universities and at some point we all think, “Wow that girl is so pretty I wish I looked like that.” In the magazines, when I see girls with flawless skin and perfectly curled bouncy hair, I always think to myself, “Why can’t I be that perfect?” I feel the pressure to be perfect on the outside. A lot of us feel the pressure to be perfect from our families too to achieve exceptional grades that can get us admission in good colleges and universities and it is very stressful and it’s hard to deal with it. I know I get very aggravated when I do the best I possibly can and my parents still say, “Why didn’t you get more marks?” I feel I’m letting them down, I’m letting myself down. I disappoint them. And it’s hard that they put that kind of pressure on me where it makes me feel that I’m not doing a good job at all.

Pressure comes in many forms, shapes and sizes. And many a times when they don’t succeed in certain area that they want to, they feel defeated and they feel that they are not good enough. One of the worst feelings that I have ever felt is the feeling that I wasn’t good enough. That’s a terrible feeling to feel. And I know that you guys can relate because everyone at some point or another doesn’t feel confident with themselves and feel that they could have done better in that area, don’t feel that they didn’t do fullest to their abilities. It affects everyone. Everyone has these times in their lives where they feel they are not doing well enough to please the people around them and that is hard. But the thing you need to know is that no one can be perfect. And no one fits the mould of perfect. To one person it may be completely different than it is for a different person.

Why not treat the other person with love? I’m sure he/she is not doing things (that you don’t like) out of their own wish. There must be some reason for what they are not doing it. Maybe he/she does not have that much retention power and so is not able to score well. Every person has a retention level, but that does not mean they are not intelligent. Maybe his/her intelligence shows up in some other form. All they are asking for is a chance… So before we ask someone to be perfect, we better look down on our flaws and ask ourselves, “Can we do what we are expecting out of the other person? Do I understand his/her state of mind? Am I right in demanding this?” Whatever answer we may get, what we truly need to realize is that Love, indeed, is greater than the pressure to be perfect! 

Mother's Day Special- Mama's Girl

Why is it clichéd as Daddy’s Girl or Mama’s Boy? Not that I am against it or something, but it just sets me thinking at times. (At times? Am I not always on the “Thinking Mode”? LOL) so yeah, Daddy’s Boy and Mama’s Girl sound equally good, right? Why in our society then, do we hear only what once has been once said? I agree that girls share an amazing bond with their fathers (for most cases) and boys share a great deal of closeness with their mothers. But I believe it is same the case for vice-versa.

I am a Mama’s Girl to the core and the deepest of the core. And I feel so happy when people associate me to her in terms of my resemblance to her. Like seriously! Whenever one of her friends meets me for the first time, they always tell me that they could have recognized me even if my mom did not tell them that I am her daughter. I don’t know, but for some reason, it makes me feel so good. Not just the resemblance, I feel blessed to have acquired almost all of my mother’s features- my smile, my eyes (my two features that I just LOVE). She has taught me to be what I am today and must I say, I am indeed proud of myself. One of the most important things she taught me is never to depend on anybody for anything, be it for some personal works, financially, going somewhere etc. She says that whatever you want to do, do it without waiting for someone else to take you there or someone else to do it. Another important thing she taught me to never keep anyone’s hard earned credit as in like never to plagiarize, be it someone’s money, credit for some work or anything. If you have something, which you know is not yours; you should never take its credit. Rather give it back to the person who actually deserves it. And I feel if one inculcates these teachings in their lives, they can never go wrong with their life, because that ways, they know where they stand in life.

The only thing I did not inherit from my mother is her patience. And how I wish I had the same tolerance level as she has. She has been through the thick and thin of life without a streak of line on her forehead. Such an amazing patience and tolerance level she has (touch wood). I, on the other hand, have no patience at all. And it is something one should really really have. It helps you to get through a lot in life.

The only thing I am happy not to have inherited from my mother is her hair. LOL. She has these coily, curly, wavy hairs which are like ultra-difficult to manage and the worst thing is that you cannot leave them open or even in a ponytail. Other than this, I am so grateful to God for making me totally like mummy.

I share almost everything with my mother. Obviously there are some things you just cannot share. You get where I am going, right? ;) Shopping, cooking, house cleaning, beauty sessions, gossip, secrets, bitching and I could go on and on with the list of things we do together. (Story of every girl!) I guess mothers and daughters share an amazing bond that cannot be shared by anyone else on this earth and it is such a beautiful relationship. I remember a poem we did in class 10, The Queen’s Rival by Sarojini Naidu. She has so beautifully explained the mother-daughter bond.

On this special day, all I want to say is that I Love You momma, and you are my idol. I just hope that I am able to make you proud one day and I wish to be a daughter, sister, wife and a mother as good, wonderful and amazing as you. 

The Queen's Rival

http://www.poetry-archive.com/n/the_queens_rival.html