How much do we really change?




Go back in time. How was it. How were you as a person. The quite one or the most notorious kid that everyone feared. The silent one or someone who just wouldn't stop talking. The innocent one or someone who always could decode what was happening around. Yes, life has changed a lot. Not only for me, but for everyone. Each and everyone realizes the change in their life.  However, at one point of time, we stay the same and continue to be the same for the rest of our lives. Look back 2-3 years and reflect. How much have you really changed?

What is really happening? Have you noticed one thing about elders. Some may try and act matured, but, when with their own friends, they mix about and talk and joke just like we do. Some elders have the same mentality like us, more modern and have kept up with times. At one time, age does not matter at all. Our mental age remains constant. Experiences in life is what really makes a person. You'd be suprised to see a man at age 60 being more open minded than you. Perhaps, a kid at age 5 being more matured than you. It all depends from person to person. Life. Experiences.


Till the end of time



Life is pretty much a journey with ups and downs. Its more like a roller coaster ride. Sometimes good things happen and something’s it is the opposite. Each one living the life of their own.  It is completely impossible for 2 people to live the same life. Each on is created unique with their own goals and aspirations. We may meet people with similar characteristics, but, it is impossible to find someone who has experienced life just as you did. One thing to realize is that somehow we are feeling the same. It is just that we experience it at different levels at varied stages of life. Materialistic needs may not be the same, but the emotional drama is experienced with everyone.

Just imagine for a second, What if nothing ever changed. What if relationships remained intact? What if we never aged? What if we did not have any feelings? What if we led the same life, each day for the rest of our lives. What if our lives remained constant right from the day we were born.  Doing the same things daily. No personal growth, no goals, no aspirations. Just the same day everyday. Seems suffocating to me. But, if you wished for that kind of life, think again!


Diary of a fat girl


From being as skinny as a stick to putting on a lot of weight. Here is the diary of a girl who had no control over her weight. Baby fat is what she called it before. Chubby cheeks that never seem to go in. Her diet was the same as any girl her age, besides, just a little eating out once in a while. She went to college and brisk walked back and forth. Yet, somehow she kept putting on weight. Here friends could no longer recognize her. Sometimes they ignored her thinking she was someone else. To top it all, one day a stranger or perhaps a strange lady asked her if she was pregnant. It was quite depressing. What was happening? Was it stress that made her like that or was it the lifestyle she led. Perhaps she could indulge in some sports or perhaps she would try eating healthy meals. The more she tried the more she ended up eating more. Was it really necessary to get thin ? Would she feel more energetic if she lost weight? Would it increase her self-confidence? Being fat is not easy. She tried and tried and tried. Her voice was so tiny in front of millions of girls all wanting the same thing.

          Could it be the skinny models on advertisements that made her insecure. Could it be that her college did not promote fitness the way it should have. In today's time, where new fast food joints open each day, would it be easy to resist the temptation. Where food is promoted on television and new recipes that make you even more hungry. Everything around entices her to be so unhealthy. It is a tough battle and the only way out is to find an inspiration. Shed all the extra kilos with strong determination and will power. Its now or never. You can start now.

        This fat girl could be anyone. Your friend, neighbour or family. It could be You.

More than a cup of Tea


Waking up all sleepy.  Blurred eyes trying to look around as I yawn.  After all the freshening up it is time for a hot cup of tea. The Water begins to boil as I throw in the tea powder & sugar. Stir it up a bit and add some milk. The mixture is then left to brew till the aroma spreads around the kitchen. Chirping birds and cool breeze from my window. The dark blue hue fades off, bringing in the light. The steam begins to rise higher and higher, forming a path.

The table is laid with breakfast as I pour in the hot steaming tea into my favourite mug. I am accompanied with my dad. A long chat continues, discussing funny events that occurred the day earlier to serious issues that need some change. It makes me wonder how a simple cup of tea can create memories.

My bag is packed and I’m all set for work. After all the traveling & tiredness, the first thing I look out for is a cup of coffee.  The fresh taste rejuvenates me in seconds. It’s time to concentrate on work now.  Looking at my watch after every hour, waiting for the evening break. Times up for another cup of hot tea with my colleagues. Blowing into the small tiny glass that is half the size of my palm. We discuss work issues and irritate each other. A lot of jokes and endless laughter.
Its more than just a cup of coffee or tea. It is memories that will last forever.

A Special day


Its the only day in the entire year that belongs to only you. Nothing can take away the special moment of the fact that you were born. It is celebrating the gift of life. You'd be surprised to see so many people around you sending their good wishes. Sometimes you may receive a message from an old friend or perhaps an enemy too. 

Its a very special feeling. Every possible negativity eliminates from your soul. A fresh start to the new year. You may grow old, but feelings remain the same. Appearances may change, but not the originality of your soul. Days will come and go, you will always be who you were or might rather change to who you want to be. 

CTRL+ALT+DEL


Its been a long time. Situations take a grip over your life. Memories that leave behind scars, so deep that they cut through your soul. Thoughts playing over and over again, like a song put on loop. It gets crazy after a while to juggle your present life. The past keeps coming back again to haunt. Its like we humans were designed for it. Pre-programmed mechanism that hardly distinguishes us from each other. We have all gone through the similar phases in life.

The cluttered mind has no space to breathe. How can we let better things cross our path if we don't throw away the dump. Free your mind from all the unwanted thoughts that have tagged along for long. Its time to make a way for better things in life. Not easy though as we want it to. The choice is all yours.

Either you can continue to carry the extra baggage for the rest of your life or switch to CTRL+ALT+DEL!

Bundle of Joy

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Little bundle of joy, born with love into this strange world. Blinking eyes that gaze deep into your soul. What could the kid be thinking at this moment. They enter a dream world as they sleep, smiling often. Could angels be telling them a story. Crying is their only language to speak when they need something. Soon, as time goes by, we began to understand they needs and wants. It gets much easier to decode their actions & expressions. Sometimes hungry & sometimes hinting you to get them changed. Sweet talks & all the pampering by everyone around. So lucky, some would love to trade their present life back to the time they were born. When they smile it reflects twice the time on our face. When they cry, it gets us worried. When they fall ill, the entire house turns gloomy. This little bundle of joy, what does it know?

Every mothers dream that her child should be happy. Growing in her womb for months, she is connected to her baby forever. She dreams of a happy life. She feels more secured, someone to look after her when she gets old. Someone of her own who would carry her when she is ill. Someone who would hold her hand, feed her & protect her. 

Fast foward the years. A lot of things change. Most of the time all her dreams are killed. She hears all the words she never wanted to. " Im Buzy mom. You don't understand mom. Its all cause of you mom. Why don't you leave me alone mom ".  

One day, her child becomes a parent. Time can't be brought back.