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Arjun (Siddharth Malhotra) was asked by Tia(Alia Bhatt) what would be the one line that he would leave for the world- the line on his tombstone for people to read and remember him. ‘Akhri baar likh raha hun, hosake toh kahani yaad rakhna’- ‘Here I am writing for the last time, if possible do remember my story,’ was Arjun’s reply. We wanted to create magic with his words, write novels, and fulfill this one true passion.
Yesterday we had a project party after watching ‘Udta Punjab’ at Inox. While interacting with one of the team mates, with whom I had worked for a couple of months, I got to know about her passion. She painted, had so many beautiful canvases in her collection. I had no idea about it. She had held an art exhibition in Odisha with a friend and had also participated in international art exhibitions held in Hyderabad. So damn impressive! On being asked since when she pursued this passion of hers so seriously, she replied it was just a few years that she realized she should take her hobby to the next level.
A few days back, I was sitting on my bed, reclining on the wall and crying incessantly in solitude, wondering about the course my life is taking and whether I like it or not. I was confused about what I want in life, what I need to do. I still am trying to figure it out. I read all the inspirational quotes on my facebook wall, read numerous motivational blogs to uplift my mood. They say when you hit the very rock bottom, the only way is to rise up. Have I hit the bottommost pit yet? No, not yet. They say, do not search for your passion, all you need to have in life is just within you. You actually know what you passion is, what it is that you want in life, you are just not ready to accept it yet, for the fear that you might not deserve it or for the fear of the society. Do I know what I want? How much more deep can I delve?
My best friend left for Delhi yesterday, to prepare for the NET exam. She’s done with her Postgraduate and wants to do a Ph.D. here or abroad. She is clear about her life’s goals and very determined to pursue it. Ever since I have known her, that is more than half of my life (about fifteen years), she had always wanted to teach for a living and for social work. So many years have passed by, but only making her resolve stronger. I am so happy for her and pray she does realize her dreams one day.
My sister tells me that she feels like I am a girl in a YA novel at times, one who is simple, average in every way and then suddenly her entire life changes, she’s thrown into adversity that makes her realize her actual strengths long hidden from her own person. Well, my sister is just sixteen. So you know. I know to bring a change in my life is in my hands. I hold the key to my future. It is up to me how I frame every day, how I write on every blank page. I know. But do I know what I want my future to be like? Not sure. Let’s just concentrate on the present for now.
So many people, so many aspirations! I am lost in others’ aspirations. Who am I? What is the purpose of my life? What is my role on earth? Am I doing anything which I was born for? I wonder. I wonder multiple times a day. Watching TED talks and Marie Forleo shows helps immensely in clearing my head.
Last week I had come across a Greek word ‘Meraki’ in Privy’s blog post. It means the soul, creativity, or love put into something; the essence of yourself that is put into your work. I want to do things that are just with enough Meraki so that one can behold me in my works. I want to do everything with my entire heart and soul, with my entire being. So here I am, addressing my insecurities, putting my thoughts out in the open, voicing my vulnerabilities. The universe is indeed conspiring, something or the other, to let me know it cares. Hope time will answer all these questions and take care of every confusion.
Empress Ki is the most elaborate, gripping, and thrilling series I have watched this year. And at 51 episodes, it is the longest Korean drama series I have ever watched. Even though the number seems daunting and too much, it’s worth it all. If you like period dramas, you won’t want to give this one a miss.
It was in 2016 that I first read about Empress Ki, the historical drama that had garnered much praise and accolades from the audience and critics alike. Most Korean dramas are just 16 or 20 episodes long. So 51 seemed never-ending to me then. It wasn’t until 2017 that I decided to at least try the first episode. And I was hooked. But owing to the various circumstances I didn’t continue watching it. It was just last month that I remembered this epic story and watched it to completion within just a few days. Believe it or not, midway through it, I was almost literally pulling my hair out, in anticipation of what would happen next.
I would have given this magnum opus 10/10 had it stopp…
I have always been the one to leave first. Be it luck or circumstance, it has always been this way. Some of the times it has been my decision to venture out of my comfort zone first before all my peers decide to do the same and I am left behind, alone in the old world. The decisions are out of fear of being left alone, most of the times. Or is it self-preservation instead?
I am a person who takes time to adapt, make new friends, get accustomed to new surroundings- an unlikely one to leave first- yet I do. You might think me selfish, but I am just afraid, and I decide to take care of myself first. Some might see this as a major risk-taking attitude, but I mostly see it as fleeing before the 'desertion' hits me instead. Now that's a strong word indeed. I am always in search of safe ground, always so insecure and calculating my moves lest I end up being alone on the island.
Paranoiac. Several things bother me at once. What if my peers get on with their lives leaving me behi…
"When the ego dies, the soul awakes." - Mahatma Gandhi
Why do you have such a huge ego? You cannot wear your family's name on your sleeve as an identity forever. The world wouldn't see you through the eyes of your parents who have pampered you so much for the better part of your life. Here in the real world, you will get what you give. Respect begets respect. Selfishness begets selfishness. Hate begets hate. And your 'i don't care', 'i don't give a damn', 'i am paying money for that', 'i will do as I please' attitude will give you the same.
Respect is earned. Agreed. But you should give it first to earn it back. The other person should and must be respected by default despite his class, caste, job and family background, until and unless he proves unworthy of it with time. I stand strongly by this belief.
There can be no excuse for disregard. The way you speak to me about people tells me the way you might be speaking about me t…
One Friday evening, as I was feeling a bit lonely and homesick with nothing much to do, not even strolling on the terrace viewing the ever so beautiful mountains since it was raining hard- thus it also contributing to my gloomy mood, I decided to watch Before Sunrise. Yes, once again. A first for me. I rarely re-watch a movie. Yearning for a light-hearted yet meaningful conversation this was the best choice I had. My hostel mates were out in the city and all the people I called up were busy. Luck by chance. Thanks to the superb uninterrupted internet connection I had a great 1 hour 40 minutes that evening.
"Experiencing the otherworldly. When morning comes, we would all turn into pumpkins."
Even though it sounds like a cliche today, unplanned trips, adventures in life, serendipity and providence are romantic. Before Sunrise has all of these, when strangers indulge in light conversations, grow intrigued about each other's lives, and spend time in each other's company …
It is human nature to dwell in the past, worry about the future
and forget all about the present. I still miss the days spent in Hyderabad. I
miss the study schedules, eating out, street shopping, and the city tours. I
miss the roads, the townships and the metros. But I clearly remember that I
just wanted the days to pass quickly so that I could return home, while I was
there. And today I miss the view from the terrace of the ladies hostel we
stayed in, the floral decorations with chalk, colors and flowers, the flower
market, the abundance of curd during lunch hours, the constant ‘amma’ recitals
by our wardens and so much more.
One of the highlights of the hostel life in Hyderabad at Sri
Kamali was queuing up for tea, puri and dosa during breakfast time, and then
hurrying to secure a chair the very next moment. And conversations and
complaints flowed unhindered during these hours in many languages at once- the
most prominent ones being Telugu, Kannada, Malayalam, Marathi and English.…
July has been a special month for me. Not just because it is my birthday month, but because many new beginnings, many fresh starts, and many turning points of my life have happened in July. It's mid of the year when I have looked back at what the year was like for the first six months and have anticipated and dreamt about the coming six months. Goals and resolutions are reviewed in July.
These initial days of college are all about fun, making interactions, creating friendships and increasing your network. It's less on course works and assignments. So we are trying to take full advantage of it. I have made a few friends at the hostel too, most of them are my juniors, with a huge age gap. But the good news is none of us can feel this gap. We visited the Forest Research Institute this weekend. It was a good trip. I stopped at almost every tree to take a snap and posed at every corner of the museum clicking selfies. Too much beauty in a single place. Beauty overloaded. The view of t…
“One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.” ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship
I always find myself dwelling in the past. Always. May be
because the past is safe- it’s already set in stone never to be changed-
there’s no unpredictability attached to it. I miss the city I left behind. Day
in and day out. It’s never out of my thoughts. And in such a mood, I picked up
a novel called ‘The Nine-Chambered
Heart’ and journeyed with the central character to the city with the river,
the city without a river, the town in the east of the country, the mountain and
the sea beach. It’s in this book that I
learnt the belief about ‘A thousand paper cranes’ in Origami.
Origami is the Japanese
art of paper folding. It is a traditional art form about 1000 years old. It
is a creative folk art that has spread worldwide for its simplicity. It needs
no cutting, gluing …