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Why you don’t have to be sad anymore

I messaged one of my best friends on WhatsApp, Hey! Good morning… How are you.. And then she says she’s fine but couldn’t sleep well last night because of an urgent project delivery. Then I speak about how I woke up late, missed gym and skipped breakfast. We rant about how boring, hectic, and difficult our lives are.

Then our conversation takes a positive turn when we hope that everything will be alright, let’s just work hard and meet someday on weekend. And said goodbye.

But deep inside we both are really sad. We are waiting for something extraordinary happen to our lives.

Why are we sad, there’s no specific reason.. Just a perpetual gloom.

I realise, it’s just our attitude which makes us feel so. It’s our mind which is over thinking, nothing else. Our life is one of the most fortunate ones.

My mind doesn’t agree yet. Let me list down the positives and negatives.

  1. We have a family which cares for us every single day.
  2. We have a mother who gets up before us every day, prepares food and leaves for work.
  3. We have a father who is often working off station but never misses a day when he asks if we reached home safe.
  4. We have our grandparents who love us unconditionally.
  5. We have loving siblings, cousins, and friends who make our life worth living.
  6. We have good health, sound body.
  7. We have been well educated
  8. We have a stable job.
  9. We live in a good city, with all facilities.
  10. We are just 22. We are young and yet to discover many opportunities waiting for us. 
  11. We have time, energy and freedom.

You might also have a special someone who cares a little extra for you 😛 If you don’t, you’ll find one day.

    Ah, I think, I could go on and on. I’ve been such a fool. I’ve got everything.

    Now, I was in metro train, going to office in the morning. I saw a woman, in late 20s. She had only two fingers in her each hand and feet. And still she was happy. It seemed like she was going to office too. And this gave me all courage to write this article and remember this day forever.

    It is true. Our generation is blessed with all conveniences. Our parents and grandparents worked through hardships back then. To us, everything is available so easily. 

    All we need to do is focus and be determined for our goal.

    Now I promise, everyday I will thank God for this beautiful life and my family. You should too.

    Don’t be sad unnecessarily. Be happy. Be normal. Be motivated. Life will come to you on its own.

    I will share following mantra:

    • Don’t think about negatives, only positives
    • Be thankful for everything
    • Utilise your time, never stop learning
    • Value people in your life, you don’t know when one leaves
    • Trust God, trust yourself
    • Have patience and work for the best

    Your life is already good. You are alive. You are blessed. Have a great day sunshine!


    For those who are away from home

    When I met you, I knew I was home.

    You smelled like home. 

    We sat, we ate, we talked, we laughed.

    Days, months passed. We had the best time of our lives. 

    Then you had to leave. It was important. I cried, oh badly I cried.

    But I had faith, that you’ll be soon home. And then I’ll be soon home.

    ​Today I learnt it’s not always about lovestories between a girls and a boys.

    So, what happened today. I woke up and was missing my grandmother. So I thought I should message her. I quickly opened my WhatsApp and search for her contact. To what I saw, I had tears in my eyes. She had put up my childhood’s picture as her display picture on WhatsApp. She never asks for anything, me, my time. But for her, I am still that four year old boy, waiting for his treat, whom she ran to and hugged so tight.

    At the end of the day, home isn’t a place.  It is a feeling.

    Home isn’t a set house, or a single dot on a map. Home isn’t a four walled space. 

    It is wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together. It is where you’re safe, where you’re loved. 

    It is where you find light when all grows dark.

    Not a place, but a moment, and then another, building on each other like bricks to create a solid shelter that you take with you for your entire life, wherever you may go.

    Some people are home today. Near, far, where ever. And we all are soon going to be home.

    The Shortest Story

    The Shortest Story

    For the days in doubts and fear.
    For the moments of no you and me.
    For the nights of lost handkerchiefs.
    For the season to get drenched or blown away.
    For the time when you can’t remember,
    For how hard you may try.

    Take a minute and believe.

    For life is a blessing.
    Smile your worries away.
    If you believe, you’ll find there’s a purpose,
    And that purpose is you!

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    Which one’s your door?

    Here’s a story to take you to two doors, you can only choose one and only choose once. Choose wisely. 

    In a mother’s womb were two babies.
    One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?”
    The other replies, “why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.

    “Nonsense,” says the other. “There is no life after delivery. What would that life be?” “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths.”

    The other says, “This is absurd! Walking is impossible. And eat with our mouths? Ridiculous. The umbilical cord supplies nutrition. Life after delivery is to be excluded. The umbilical cord is too short.”
    “I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here.” the other replies, “No one has ever come back from there. Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery it is nothing but darkness and anxiety and it takes us nowhere.”

    “Well, I don’t know,” says the other, “but certainly we will see mother and she will take care of us.”

    “Mother??” You believe in mother? Where is she now? “She is all around us. It is in her that we live. Without her there would not be this world.”
    “I don’t see her, so it’s only logical that she doesn’t exist.”
    To which the other replied, “sometimes when you’re in silence you can hear her, you can perceive her.”I believe there is a reality after delivery and we are here to prepare ourselves for that reality.

    via Ben at DOP – The Door Of Perception

    This is a great analogy if those who don’t believe in the afterlife are complete fools and know so very little about what really exists outside this reality of ours.
    Every breath you take, is proof of creator.
    Every flower, animal and tree, is creator born.
    You would not be alive without the creator’s breath of life.

    And I don’t believe in life after death. Only because I don’t believe in death. I believe life is eternal and the only thing that dies is your physical form. We are only visitors in this realm.

    “You do not have a soul.  You are a soul.  You have a body.” – George MacDonald

    It’s all about faith. What you believe in, whether in science or religion, faith is all what matters. Found your door?
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    Did you ever smell a memory? Well, I did.

    Did you ever smell a memory?

    Like when someone passes by
    Or a gush of wind hits your face
    Like when someone hits the right chord right there
    Or an old song that you hear by the radio.

    Like when someone brews the morning coffee
    Or the sound of the leaves flowing through the gusty wind.
    Like when someone opens your inner closet
    Or you go through the pages of a really old novel

    And the scent it left just reminds you
    of something.

    People, places and memories.
    You can’t even remember now.
    Somehow it makes you so happy
    Somehow it makes you feel connected
    Somehow it ushers a new you in you.
    A smile.

    Next thing you know,
    You’ve been searching your mind palace
    Opening doors of past,
    Peeping through each of those windows.
    Trying to find that specific scent.
    Like a whisper among infinite noises!

    And sometimes you find that forgotten smell sometimes you don’t.
    But you got to live that moment.
    Every bit of it, like forever.

    That’s called nostalgia friends! A forgotten dream or the first poem you ever loved!

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    Have you heard a truth purer than this?

    No fancy musings, but wrote a prayer for the soul this time, rantings of this soul-cafe :

    Little rain-drops fall and wrinkle the sea,
    They vanish, and die utterly.
    One would never know that it rained,
    If the whirls didn’t whisper their arrival on the face of sea.

    Souls dive down and wrinkle life,
    Whence they vanish to the infinity.
    One might never know that the souls descend,
    If the face of life didn’t unveil wrinkles on its face

    Remember a soul never ages, it only grows, wiser each day.
    For the those who age are the ones who die.
    And souls are not meant for it.
    After all the dusk knew what the dawn never expected.

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    A ThankYou Note

    “Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

    On this thanksgiving what I sent my near and dear ones! let me share with you guys. 😉

    A TOAST!

    To new beginnings.
    in fear and faith.
    in gratitude to whirling morrows.

    To the change.
    in acceptance and ignorance.
    in a belief that everyday can’t be good,
    but something good happens everyday!

    To Hope.
    in making things happen.
    in feelin’ being home!
    for smile is the perfect solution for all problems.
    Celebrating friendships,
    not for a day.
    but for ever!


    Yes, friendship is all about caring about each other, telling not what you want them to listen but what they need to listen. And thus getting pychos together! I always say ” Let’s waste time, Chasing cars” 😉 Friends Forever ❤ I have written more about friendship, do check my earlier posts, Handle with care and Yawning Connections.

    May be it’s not about the happy ending.
    It’s about the story that matters.
    Thanks for being there.
    Thank You for everything!

    Another thing, your shopping season is on and are you ready with your list? Want to know what no one told you about shopping and lifegoals?


    What no one tells you about your mother’s love?

    “Behind all your stories is always your mother’s story. Because, hers is where yours begin.”~Mitch Albom

    Yesterday was my mother’s birthday, piece by piece my mother was being stolen from me. I was thinking to write this post yesterday and show it to my mother as a surprise but I couldn’t even do that. I like to call her ‘maa’, but I hardly do. We never express our love for her. Neither do I. I feel she knows. She knows it all. Anyways here it is. When it comes to understand her love, it’s difficult! really! Let’s figure it out together!

    It’s a holiday!, I shouted.
    No, come here sit beside me for a while. She said.
    I was busy with my summer internship work,sat by the laptop for the entire day. She cared for me. Even today when I am writing this I had to complete a report and didn’t go for dinner. She was the one who was bothered about me from 10 o’ clock itself to come and have dinner. But I didn’t go.Now I feel cruel. I should have gone.

    She’s a woman who’ll not only hear, but listen, take your side forever,tell the truth — or not,as her child needs it. A woman you can count on,no matter what happens, and who’ll love you no matter how bad you may make her feel. As she sees you grow, she would bless you every day.  But don’t you think why she’s harsh on the surface? Yes, she’s harsh only on the surface.

    “Every tiny detail about her, her flaws, her laughter, her love,everything and anything about her holds a special place for me in the world.”


    “God know that a mother need fortitude and courage and tolerance and flexibility and patience and firmness and nearly every other brave aspect of the human soul.” ~Phyllis McGinley

    People say mother’s hug- The only drug that works every time, costs nothing and has no side effects. I don’t hug my mother often. She says it looks artificial. I say all other kids do hug their moms, why can’t I . The very moment she hugs me. And that’s the most beautiful moment for me, when I forget everything and get back to those good old days, when we spent a good time together.

    “Maybe a mother wasn’t what she seemed to be on the surface.” So, how to get to know her?

    Sometimes she’s there to lighten the darkness. At other point of time she’s there to shield when lightning streaks the night and when thunder shakes the earth. She’s there to love, And her love has no beginning or an end.
    We  have once shared the same body. Now there’s a part of her in mine and mine in her soul. I know she’s getting old day by day, year by year. But there’s something permanent and inexpressable, about losing her — a wound that will never quite heal. It would be a goodbye to myself. Losing a part of mine.Forever. But a part of her’s would be still there in me, which would keep me alive.

    Oh God! bless our mothers, she’s the reason of our very being. To know her just close your eyes and go to the deepest part of your heart and you’ll find the answer.