Inspiration

Apparently, I've been spending way more time on Youtube than earlier, and I've discovered a ton of new things.
Youtube has redefined inspiration for me. I realized that there are a hell lot of people in world with totally different lives and the ways in which they've coped with reality amuses me more than anything else.

I watched Lizzie Velasquez who's got a syndrome which doesn't let her gain any weight. She was titled the world's most ugliest woman, by youtubers. She was bullied, isolated, laughed at, but none of that stopped her from being successful in life. Today, she is one of the most famous motivational speaker, and the author of three books.

Have you heard about living dolls? I hadn't, until an hour ago. I watched this 40 minute long TLC Documentary about three living dolls, and was awed. It was rather strange to know that people like to live like dolls. Dress like them, look like them, behave like them.. all round the clock. One of them was discouraged by her family and friends and yet she overcame it. According to her, living in the fantasy world helps her like herself better. It makes her feel more confident, rather than embarrassed. To be honest, I don't really understand how walking down a busy street in a long maroon wig, big dark eyelashes and 18th century gowns makes one feel much more confident, but what matters is that she does what she wants in spite of all the hate she is exposed to. 

Leave alone dressing, they undergo dangerous surgeries to look more like a doll. Trust me, google Justin the Living Doll, and I'm gonna have to remind you to shut your open jaws! 

Something similar, a woman wants to have the world's smallest waist. She wore corsets everyday for three whole years, even during the night and now her waist is like, really really tiny. The corset has like, become a part of her body. She can't even manage to stand straight without the corset. And obviously her organs are crushed and that has bad effects on her health. She has breathing problems and she can't eat much for a meal. She has to take ten small meals for a day. Not to be rude or anything, I do not consider it to be beautiful. It's rather painful to look at that small waist of hers. But I respect her choice. At least she chose to do something unique in her life, unlike me, just another girl sitting on the other side of the computer screen.

So, when I write about all these people with the heading 'Inspiration', please don't mistake that I wanna do something like be a living doll, or get into the Guinness book of records. All I'm trying to emphasize on, is that, they really crossed all the barriers and did what they love. They chose their passion. They dreamt, and they made their dreams come true.

Creepy Coincidence :')

Mirrors

I was standing in the train, waiting for the station to arrive. There was a glass window opposite to me. It was way past evening and i could see two images on the glass of the window.

1. Reflection of myself and other passengers in the train.

2. Image of people in another train to the other side of the window.

My thoughts flew back to John Green's words.. how he often talked about mirrors and people not being able to show us the right reflection of ourselves. It made very little sense to me in the beginning, and it still is a little blur in my head -probably blame my age- but yet I find it pretty fascinating. 

On second thought, you can consider that glass as a person. We have two choices, either concentrate on what we see through the glass, or on our reflection on it. Similarly, we can either see through the person, i.e., judge him or her based to their behaviour towards everyone else, or see our reflection, i.e., judge him or her only based on their behaviour towards us.

I'd leave the rest of the thinking to you.

Have a wonderful day :)

The struggle for attention.

I was just spending some time on twitter when a thought popped up in my head. Well, my brain doesn't come up with ideas very often so I decided I would share it here.

Attention, is something most of us thrive for. We just want to be noticed. We want to be heard. We always want to get what we deserve. (But most of the time, we don't even know what we deserve, right? :P)

The best example is the tweet i've chosen to post here. In this tweet, R.L.Stine, the famous author, has replied to my tweet. I probably want to gain more people's attention by showing his tweet and maybe I want to kinda show-off (not really showing-off! xD) that I got Mr. Stine's attention!

Anyway, getting back to what actually popped up into my head...
Since my twitter feed was getting a hell lotta spammed, I decided to unfollow some of the comedy accounts. I've always been this greedy person who didn't want to miss out on any of the fun online. I wanted to be updated with every new thing on here, and so, to convince myself to unfollow a few accounts, I told myself that:

If a tweet is good enough and worth seeing/reading, it will be retweeted a thousand times and finally reach me anyway!

If you're a reader of my blog, it is high time you figured out that I always compare things. So here I cmpare again... The tweets to humans.

If someone is talented enough, their work will be appreciated, talked about, advertised and circulated so much -thanks to the internet- that it will reach people who are in high designations in that field, and the person would achieve success in life. There is no point in struggling for attention.

But then again, you might argue not everyone gets an opportunity in this big bad world, and I may have to agree, but I'm just trying to put another thought of mine into words here.

P.S. One might say this is something obvious, something that everyone knows, and that I'm just making a fool out of myself blogging such a simple thing, and I totally agree with you if that's your opinion, because things obvious to one aren't always obvious to everybody else.

Beneath that smile.

Sometimes the best thing you can do is to lie to yourself. Lie, that everything will be fine. Lie, that whatsoever problems you face will eventually fade away. Lie, that just smiling would wipe out all your troubles.

In fact it does help, for the momentary happiness but later on you find yourself sobbing again.

A lot of posititvity has been spreading all around Google Plus and Wattpad these days, inspiring me too to write something about it. Everybody tells you that you're not alone. Everybody lens you a shoulder to cry on. Everybody encourages you to smile through your problems, but what they don't teach you, is to actually accept the situation as it is, and smile whilst trying to make the situation better.

If you just sit in front of Lord Ganesha's idol all day, you can't expect an A on your exam. Well, you should probably pray a little, but you sure should spend some time going through your text book.
Similarly, just smiling and pretending that things are going to be fine will not help. You should try your level best to do something about it, and that would even give you confidence that your hardwork can't go in vain, and hence your problems will definitely disappear someday.

One of the most crucial problems we face today, is too much of sympathy. Share your sorrow with people, and they sympathize. Not everybody, but some do. You should be smart enough to choose whom you can share your problems with. And also limit the number of people whom you share 'em with.

Whenever you feel bad about your fate, remember, you would never agree to exchange your problems for anybody else's. Only when you look deep into their life, far beneath that fake-smile on their lips, will you realize what kind of issues they have to deal with in their lives.

Best Thing - Dream come true

One of the best things that can ever happen to you is having your dream come true. 

I always enjoyed reading. And then I found Wattpad. And then I was inspired to write. And so I did. 

And now I have readers. Not a hell lot, but a handful, and I'm really thankful for them. For the first time, someone out there made a cover for my book. It's a stepping stone, isn't it? I'm so happy for myself right now. I never expected I would write my third book. (Well my first two aren't completed yet, but anyway!) 

Just know that each and everyone of you, who encouraged me with appreciation, mean a lot to me :) A lot. I'd like to put a thousand O's between the L and T but that would be too kiddish :P 

You might not really believe it, but I have a screenshot of most your comments on my book. I know that most you reading this blogpost aren't probably readers of my book and most of my readers have no idea that this blog exists, but I'm just expressing gratitude and I'll try to make sure they'll know about it. 

And oh yes, if you have no idea what I'm talking about, just click here. 

Have a wonderful week, lovelies :)

Great Video: Boys in Books are Better

I found really......... worth sharing! :)

Comparison

According to me, there are two kinds of music.

Songs, to be more precise.

One, you fall in love with the song as soon as you hear it. You go high every time it plays. It's the only thing you can think of for a month. But as new music albums discover you, it slowly fades away.. It becomes a mere memory. 

Two, you don't really appreciate the song. "Well, it's good", you say, faking a smile. But sometime later, you find yourself humming the tune. You realize, that it's actually nice. And as time goes, you love it more and more. No matter how many new songs release, this one has its own place on your playlist.

I found myself humming one such tune yesterday(the latter one), and I just started wondering, if I could compare this to people in our lives.

Two kinds of people.

The first type of people brighten your life all of a sudden. You start to believe that they're the most important part of you life. But eventually, they part. They get busy with their life. And they go finding new people, leaving you with a bunch of memories, that do nothing more than make you feel low.

And the second type? You don't really care who they are at the beginning. You never realize when you get closer to them. But they last a lifetime. 

Check this cool poem ;) I liked it :)

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Been long.

Hey bloggers!!
Long time!
I was just thinking, why don't I get back to blogging for a little!

So, What's up?
I've read some books and watched some interesting movies while I was away.
I finished the first series of Percy Jackson and it was absolutely awesome :)
One paranormal book, titled Possessed, by Natasha Preston, kept me hooked. I guess the title pretty much tell you it's about something ghostly... Anyway, I wasn't very much convinced with the ending.

About music, I've started listening to Hollywood. Blankspace by Taylor Swift and The Heart Wants What It Wants by Selena Gomez top my favourites!! <3

And notable movies.. well, PK was one good movie. The story was touching as well as message-oriented. I did feel like some of it was replica of an older Hindi movie, titled 'Oh My God', but anyway, the film was a big hit in the box office. It's still running in theaters, i suppose.
'Oka Laila Kosam' was great too :) It's a good family entertainment drama. Just the kind of movie I enjoy watching with family.
And this cute one, "Oohalu Gusagusalade", is a perfect blend of comedy and romance.
Going back to the black-and-whites, I watched 'Pelli Pramanalu', a 1958 film starring the great Nageswar Rao garu. T'was good too :)

Fortunately enough, I also seemed to have realized that what really matters at the hour is my academics. I hope I keep up the spirit and do well in my board exams!

And oh, by the way... I received a comment on one of my stories.. They loved my book and they wanted me to update. Nothing could've made me happier!!

Nice one :P

Shame

I don't understand how people can be so cruel. Writing is a passion. Writing is an art. And after enjoying a thirty-three chapters of hardwork with a cup of coffee, all you do is criticise and point out mistakes? Don't you ever think about the author's perspective, or her point of view? 
People write, to escape the sorrows of their realities, and to make their fantasies real. They write, seeking to be heard. They write, expecting some encouragement. And if you can't give them that, you have every right to stop reading it, but you definitely do not have to insult them just because they have allowed you to give feedback.
It is more than disheartening, that one of the best authors, who'd works I highly appreciate for the touch of humanity and life, has no choice, rather than DELETING her book from the net.

Wake up.

GOD.

Generator, Operator and Destroyer.

Isn't that ridiculous? Sometimes I just wonder why do I even believe in God. It's just an abstract concept that makes absolutely no sense. Someone up there, monitering everything that's going on, keeping a track of everybody's lives, leave alone humans! Don't you think it's a mere waste of time to believe in something that doesn't eve have a proof of it's existion? Well, if you remind me about those ancient scriptures and Lord Rama and Krishna, let me tell you that it's senseless to believe i those tales just by seeing some markings on those big rocks out there. And even if they happen to be true, they were just humans. Normal humans, with ofcourse, extraordinary strength and courage and what not. If there's really someone up there, your so-called 'God', why are brutal crimes still being commited? Why are the innocent put behind bars, and why are the criminals set free? Why are the poor starving?

 

The concept of God, must have originated with the need to control people. To rise a fear in them. To get kids to sleep, to get men to work hard, to get people to be loyal and honest. Had that man, who introduced this, been alive today, he'd die of regret, for the concept of God, has lead to whole new misery today. Sacrificing innocent living beings' lives for the pleasure of God? Getting your mouths slit, for God's blessings? Walking on buring coal, to wash your sins?

 

It's not just about hurthing ourselves or others. It's also about damaging our very own home, our very own surroundings, our very own planet. The amount of pollution each of those 'spiritual' rituals release, the amount of non-biodegradable waste that remains it the river banks and beach shores after every Ganesh Chathurthi and what not. Is this what we are living for? To believe in sick taboos? To encourage all these activities? What are we getting educated for, ladies and gentelemen? Can't we pay back a little to the world that has given us everything we need to survive? We can. Indeed. But unfortuately, we are too busy. Busy building our own future, so much, that we tend to forget that the future we are making so many plans for, is already fading away.

 

Wake up, fellow citizens. Wake up.

Is it really that easy to Lie?

Lies are not something we discuss often. But I was just wondering, since lately, I have been reading books where these intentional false statements just change people's lives!

It's not that we always have to stick to being honest in what-so-ever situation, because, hiding the truth actually makes things better at times, but a life-worsening lie, just for the spur of the moment, well it's not just acceptable. 

And moreover, a lie isn't something that clears up everything. It's the opposite. It starts everything!

It leads to more and more lies, just to cover that one lie. And definitely, you choose to lie and cover things up rather than spent loads of apologies, tears and energy and confess the truth!

To be honest, I was surprised at the wikipedia article about a 'Lie'. There was lots of matter in it. There were thirty different types of lies and their consequences and what not!

Here's another thing I might have found interesting:

 It is at the age of about four and a half years, when children begin to be able to lie convincingly. Before this, they seem simply unable to comprehend why others do not see the same view of events that they do—and seem to assume that there is only one point of view, which is their own.

Choice

Life is all about making decisions. We all have been at a point where we had to make a choice, a life-changing one. Not always do we end up taking the right path. As humans, we make mistakes. The sooner we realise them, the better. We make suitable amends and continue. But sometimes, we don't have a chance to correct our mistakes. What has been done, has been done. It cannot be changed. So we suffer, every moment, regretting for the biggest mistake of our life.

Just wonder how it would have been if you didn't have a choice, if you had been forced to take the path you have taken. You would have had to face these consequences, no matter what. So, isn't it good to have no choice at all? A life without regret, is all we need, after all!

Now, let us believe: You never make choices in your life. It only appears to you like you make a choice, but it's all destined way before you came into this world.
I find it rather funny. Just imagine you knew what was going to happen next in your friend's life, but you simply enjoy seeing him trying to make better choices. That's what the person up there has been doing for ages xD

Oh look, your past seems sweeter now. You don't have to blame yourselves for what has been happening!

I disagree with an author I once considered my favourite!

There's this poem called If Mice Could Roar by Ruskin Bond, which I just came across... It says:

Nature is good the way it is. What fun would it be for mice to roar, or for a tortoise to run? It would be monsoon all year long, if a songs brought showers! How can once expect the world to be nicer that way?

Anyway, I admit, it's just an art of poetry that Sir Ruskin Bond has portrayed. I just want to express my views. What right would I have, to offend a poem selected as one among the best of Ruskin Bond's? 

It's just that India, being a democratic country, allows its citizens to voice their opinions, and I am making the most of this freedom :D

Please comment, isn't this something nice to discuss about?! 

Overwhelming Oxymorons...! :D

Hello... Check out this awesome Oxymoron paragraph....!!!

The oxymoron has also been called "the show-off" figure, one that gives voice to life's inherent conflicts and incongruities.

"The true beauty of oxymorons," says Richard Watson Todd, "is that, unless we sit back and really think, we happily accept them as normal English." Todd illustrates his point in the following passage:

It was an open secret that the company had used a paid volunteer to test the plastic glasses. Although they were made using liquid gas technology and were an original copy that looked almost exactly like a more expensive brand, the volunteer thought that they were pretty ugly and that it would be simply impossible for the general public to accept them. On hearing this feedback, the company board was clearly confused and there was a deafening silence. This was a minor crisis and the only choice was to drop the product line.

But then all of that may be old news to you.

Oh, dear Helen!

Miss Helen Keller, (for I know not, if you are married!)
I do understand that you have tried to be humorous, somewhere in Chapter 20 of the Story of your Life... but may I remind you, that the French and German books, plays, dramas, Shakespearean plays, and a lot more whose characters you have mentioned right there, and completely unknown to us and hence, make very little sense!
Anyhow, I am extremely impressed by the quality of speech used in the book and extent of relativity it has got with student lives!

The pleasure, of Satisfaction!

I'm happy, and that's weird, coz I hardly find myself satisfied!!!
Why am I happy? For, I am able to actually execute what I planned... not 100% though, but, to a extent!