Happy Women’s Day

Hello Blogmates!
It’s been so long since I’ve last written…I wonder if anybody missed me (No?)

Well I did miss blogosphere but owing to the exams I had last week and the cafeteria that’s a family venture (we started with that last week!), I was pretty busy!

Anyway, today, I’d like to wish each and every woman out there a very Happy Women’s Day!

To all the men out there, sorry that you’re not a women (no pun intended)!

Today, I’d like to put forth a small little question – a question I can’t really answer myself!

Do you think Love Jihad exists?

It would be interesting to read your comments!

Minds are open only if hearts are open

I Wrote this piece when I was 14 years old. I don’t know if it makes sense…but do check out! Don’t foreget to leave reviews below! I love getting commented on 😉 

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Taking hold of Tina’s hand, Reema led her towards the so called ‘A – class’ table. Reema, one of the moneyed ones herself, offered the underprivileged girl a seat. As the whole mess looked on with dazed expressions, Tina sat down tentatively. “What is this, Reema?” questioned the ‘boss’, “You know that a lowly girl like her cannot sit with us. You wanna be friends with a disgusting daughter of a rickshaw man?” And, to her horror, Reema answered, “Yeah, because my mother taught me to be good to people.” Then added, “And she even told me not to go around in bad company, but sadly enough, I ignored her and now have to bear the consequences.” “Are you out of your mind?” someone whispered. “Mind? Ha. That’s open only when hearts are….provided that you have one,” Reema answered in a low tone before walking away.

Well said, won’t you say so? Minds are opened only when hearts are opened! And that is true most of the times. Caste, color, creed, country and distinction on these basis is something that’s prevalent not just in our society, but in the whole country, continent, world, everywhere. But what are these? Misconceptions? Wrong judgment? Biasness? No. All this is just because we don’t accept the poor, pitiable people. Just because we don’t love a section of our society. Just because we don’t open up to them. Just because we don’t give them a place in our HEARTS. And this thinking is what promotes disagreements, fights, crimes, and other dire things in our society; this very thinking, thought only with our minds and not hearts; this narrow-mindedness is the root.

Many of us believe that opening our hearts is ‘giving in to temptations’, to distractions. But that’s not true, opening our hearts means loving everyone, demolishing differences, rubbing off the lines that cut us from each other and seeing the world as one, not dissected sections. In other words, it’s being impartial. There is a very powerful saying that I quote here, “If you can’t change something, then accept it; and if you can’t accept something then change it.” But this can only be executed when we think emotionally and logically. And if we do it, I bet 90% of our social issues would disappear, because most common of our problems are that of discrimination between women and men, between the rich and poor and between scheduled castes/tribes and general class. And it just doesn’t stop at that. When we use our hearts, we love. When we love, we think. When we think, we understand. When we understand, we help. And when we help, we make the country a better place to live in! We make friends who trust. And trust is the most important thing in a successful relationship.

And an open mind? Well it simply refers to broadmindedness, non-judgmental attitude, tolerance and permissiveness. And I’m sure, all of you must have seen that heart and mind go along like a rider and its horse, and sometimes people even mistaken heart for mind and mind for heart. There’s just a thin line separating them. And if you try, you can merge the two things to get better results.

But some may oppose this theory. Some may say that when we use our hearts, we think irrationally; that we lose our logic; that we stop following the right path. But there’s something I would like to point out: don’t robots too think? They too work, don’t they? They too do things that humans do, don’t they? They too have a brain, don’t they? So shouldn’t they too be referred to as human? NO, you would say. There is a basic difference between them and us. And it is that of a soft, rhythmic beating known as heart beats. They lack it. We don’t. So if god has given us a heart, why not use it? After all, logical thinking is done even by robots that don’t have hearts, but god has given it to us because of some reason. Realize it. And use it. Because our system works differently. Because we are made to think differently. To think not only with a broad mind, but with an equally large heart. So, don’t be a robot and along with motion have some emotions.

Still, if you think that there’s no connection between hearts and minds, then think of those moments when you had to make a choice. A choice between right and wrong. A choice between you yourself and the disadvantaged one in front of you. A choice between duty and expectancy. Or something as simple as a choice between telling your best friend about something or rather dying with a heavy heart (not literally dying). In those moments, whom do you generally refer to? To that logical brain of yours? I’m sure your brains are mostly absent then. You get emotional or else you aren’t able to make a choice. Isn’t it so? So we conclude that we have to get emotional at some points of our lives, and even if we don’t, the circumstances make us so. And broadmindedness will only come to us if and when we’ll open up, with our minds and hearts…..

But if you still think it’s not true, or you think you’ve never experienced a situation like the ones mentioned above, or you still think that one should blindly follow one’s closed mind as opposed to a broad and open one (that comes with a heart like that) then you should seriously consider Reema’s statement, Minds are “open only when hearts are….provided that you have one!”

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Love yourself Quote #2

So here goes my second love yourself quote! I’ll be posting more of these on a weekly basis! Hope it helps to keep you motivated through the day!

Befriend your mind, love your heart, marry your soul, and I bet you, happiness would never divorce you!

Stay tuned for more of these 🙂

Stay blessed! Love you all!

A Villain with a Heart

I wrote it when I was 11 !!

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My eyes misted as I clapped for my son who marched up the stage to accept his medal. I was really proud for the deeds my son had done as a military commander for the country but the cause of my tears was the memory of a friend, Jack…

Jack was an excellent shooter and a famous (in the underworld) personality. How did we meet? Well, he saved my life.

It was a chilly morning of December when I was walking down the Eve Street, unaware of the danger in store. The locality was deserted and except me there were only a couple of other people– a young man and an old woman– on the street. Everything was quiet when suddenly a shot rang out, shattering the stillness. In an instant the young man had his gun out, aimed at the old women. The woman, surprisingly, lost her limpness and ran for cover behind a wall (and she too had a gun) – she turned out to be a man. I shrieked as someone grabbed me from behind and blindfolded me. I was carried in, perhaps, a car to some musty place, which turned out to be the dungeons of the Webster House. My blinds were removed but my hands and feet were securely tied and then I was thrown in one of the
cells.

Sweat poured through my body, all sorts of thoughts passing my mind. I looked around myself and found to my surprise that there were a dozen more people in the vault, all unconscious. They were all VIPs (except a couple of girls who were simple citizens like me)relations of different ministers whom I knew by faces .For a minute I felt honored to meet such people but then again the thoughts of the gangsters filled my head. Otherwise, the room vault was completely bare and was illuminated by the glow of the only light bulb present there. I tried to wriggle out of my bonds but they were tied quite professionally. At that moment the metallic door opened to reveal a lot of rogues.

They were all dressed in black and were carrying AK-47s in their shoulder holsters. I got scared when they started towards me but they didn’t even seem to notice me and passed on. They carried the unconscious figures of the VIPs out one by one and closed the door. Now there were only three of us left in the cell- the two, partially conscious, girls and myself. Once they were fully recovered I tried to talk them into telling me what the whole affair was about but they were too scared to utter a single word.

After a few hours of silence, there came a grating sound and the door opened. In came a man, closing the door behind him. He was dressed fully in black like all other thugs; he advanced towards me with a sharp knife gleaming in his hand. I screamed with fright assuming that he was planning to kill me. The man gave me a sharp look with a finger on his lips; I understood that I had to be quiet. When he came a little closer, I gasped in recognition- he was none other than the underworld face whose picture was on the wanted list of criminals on the papers, famous by the name of the Jackal.

He walked up to me with the sharp blade, and with one stroke of his arm…

I closed my eyes, waiting for death to come but instead I felt the grips of ropes loosen around my wrists. I slowly reopened my eyes and gazed at him who was setting the other girls free. My mind still wasn’t ready to accept what was happening, I was sure that he was going to assassinate me but my heart opposed it as his eyes showed concern though he appeared to be ruthless.

The man motioned us all to sit and said, “The doors are heavily guarded at present. It’ll be easier to get out at noon, the guards at that shift are easier to handle.” I sat close to him and asked in a hesitating manner, “Aren’t you the-“

“Jackal, yeah!” he said interrupting me. I sat quietly waiting for an explanation but when none came I again inquired, “What’s going on here and how come you saving lives instead destroying…I…please, no offence or anything intended.”

“None taken. And about your question, the whole thing’s this- these people are an international group of terrorists, want money and their dangerous fellas set free from the clutches of the police. They’re holding important people as hostages. And about why I’m helpin’ you’ll- it’s a long story but in short” he sighed “my sister, the only one I’ve ever had to call a family, was abducted and was brutally murdered by a group of outlaws”, for a moment his eyes were filled with misery and sorrow but in no time, he regained his ruthless attitude and resumed, “I can’t see innocent children and women killed and I came forward. And my reputation helped me to gain the terrorists trust, so here I am.”

“So you mean to say that you entered as a terrorist but are actually working for the government?”

“Not. For. The government.” He said this slowly yet furiously. “I told you how much I cared for my sister Laura. When she was in danger I was not there to save her; and I find… peace on saving the innocent. And the government is actually after me, ‘cause I’m a wanted criminal, am I not?”

A criminal saving women and children, weird.

I sat for a while, looking at the man and then extended my hand, “I’m Jane Maria Christie.” He gave a quick two fingered salute saying, “Jack Sullivan”

After a sleepy hour or so, Jack stood up, asking us to do the same. “Now, follow me and remember-if there are any shootouts, stick to the ground. Clear?” We all nodded.

With gesturing to be quiet, he moved out of the door with all of us tailing him. After turning a corner we followed him at a brisk pace towards the door, but Jack came to an abrupt stop and to our horror, we were face to face with one of the assassins.

He, at first ignored our expression and gave Jack a friendly smile and extended his palm, asking for a pass. From Jack’s expression it was clear that he wasn’t expecting anything of this sort. When Jack was unable to provide him with what he wanted, his expression became grave. He looked first at Jack and then at us, and at once took out his gun. Then there was quite a lot of shooting between a few terrorists and Jack. As instructed, we went down on our bellies and crawled all the way to the door.

“Run, run for your lives, go to gate 4, hurry” came the orders from the wounded Jack as he was still blocking the door so that the terrorists couldn’t follow us. Unwillingly, we left him to fight for himself and ran out. Whatsoever, we were being followed by a couple of gangsters. Once outside, we saw that the atmosphere was tense as if preparing for a war. We saw on a city map displayed on a board that gate 4 was a military base and was not too far from where we were standing. We ran at top speed, stopping only once to catch our breath. We finally reached the base (where one of my companions fainted out of tiredness) where noticing our conditions, we were carried inside.

In a week, we came to know that the terrorists were under control-all because of our army-and the VIPs were located.

The next morning’s paper showed that several of the gangsters were found dead on the door of the Webster House (I knew it was Jack’s work). It also explained that the army men were under cover, patrolling the city (like the old woman who turned out to be a man) and it even revealed that the Jackal was found dead too, outside the dungeons.

Every one still thinks that he was a companion of the terrorists. No one knows the truth about the daring hero. Now, 20 yrs have passed but the incident is still fresh in my mind. I’m really happy to think that I got a chance to know such a great person who gave up his life just for three citizens whom he didn’t even know. This was not exactly a friendly meeting but to me he would always be a friend-a savior.

There are many villains in this world, but this one was different …he was a villain with a heart.

Build Friendship – How to Make Friends

Friends are the tonic against loneliness, isolation and are companions that are craved by all. It is said that girls can go without boyfriends but not without best friends. Not just girls, but this applies to each and every one of us, right? After all, who likes to drown in the sea of solitude? You may certainly like to be alone in times of sadness but who likes to be alone in times of happiness and success. For motivation, inspiration, moral support and companionship we need friends.

But as time passes, we grow older and strive to find true friends. Sometimes a change of cities, too much professionalism, graduation and other different factors make us lose touch with our friends and leave us stranded with a need to find new ones. This article is here to help you with just that – how to make friends.

A true friend is someone with whom you can interact with the deepest level of satisfaction. One who not merely stands with you in times of happiness but also at times of need. One who’s there not just during celebrations but during times when you’re weak and need a shoulder to lean on. That’s what a friend is and it’s not tough to find those because out there, there are more people like you who need friends. Befriend them and you’ll find your friends.

Helpful Tips on building friendship

Meet people: Point number one you need to pay attention to is finding some potential friends. Do some volunteer work where you’ll find kind people sharing your interest. You may join a club or take a class, or do some simple things like walking your dog in a public place, attending music recitals, book launches, etc, carpooling to work, inviting a neighbor or colleague for a drink, or connecting with your alumni. This will bring you in contact with numerous people.

Chat up:  Start small talk. You can’t really hold them by the caller and force them to be your friend. You’ve got to make yourself likeable; you need to create topics you can talk about. Start by remarking on the surroundings or asking open ended questions like ‘What keeps you busy’ or something. Compliment him or her, discuss topics of similarities and most importantly, listen to what the person says.

Do your best to meet up often: Make plans of meeting later. Take down contact information. And do your best to keep every word and accept every invitation.

Be a good friend: Well, if you’re meeting up often, sharing stuff without strings attached, helping each other, you’ll are very much friends to each other. Now your aim should be being a good friend. For that, do the following:

Focus on the good points of your friend: It’s easy to point out the negativities of a person but highly difficult to appreciate their good points. So do just that, encourage their worth!
Always pass him or her a smile when you see them: Smile, you look beautiful! Even while talking on the phone or texting, your smile reflects on the conversation. So never forget to let your lips do what they do best – smile!
Don’t keep grudges: Don’t hold over to the past and keep reminding yourself how the other person has treated you, it could be corrosive to the friendship.
Stay Positive: To be a likeable friend, you need to show others what you see in them – the good points please!
Help out coz a friend in need is a friend indeed: Help a friend in need and he’ll always remember you and the number of blessings on your part will automatically add on.
Remain kind: Kindness is never out of place. Don’t be over grumpy and hateful with your sarcasm.
Show gratitude: Show how much you value your friends. Love them and they’ll love you back.

Keep repeating the cycle of meeting new people and adjusting and conversing with them. Soon you’ll find your social circle. Work to build a strong foundation and surely, yourly friendship will last long and forever.

You need to be a person you’d like the second person to be and treat your friends like you want to be treated. Listening efficiently is a very important part of this. Listen to what your friend has to say. Give time to the friendship. Give your friend space, no need to be too needy or possessive. Don’t put up a rule sheet or something; let your friend evolve herself/himself. Most importantly, forgive because no one’s born perfect!

Making friends is not tough. Neither is it about finding people who are your kind, rather it’s all about finding people who you are comfortable with. So, be patient and best of luck! May you hunt some of the best friends this world has to offer!

I am always here to befriend you all! Love u all ❤

Being ME !

Aaah…Being ME! That’s my favorite phrase, kind of!

It’s time to be what I am, and this millennium seems like the right place to start at!

Ignoring various accusations of people all around, I am blooming. And that’s what YOU need to do! Because in the end that’s what’s gonna help you out! That’s what’s gonna make you look pretty. That’s what’s gonna make you the hero!

Be rebel, ask for a change, make the change and be the change – only if it suits YOU!
Always remember to be YOU and not what others want you to be!