2 sides of a coin..

I used to think you are different,
I was wrong,
I used to think I'm the only one who felt so,
I was wrong,
I used to think I was the only one who yearned,
I was wrong,
I used to think I was the only one seeking,
I was wrong,
I used to think I'm the only one who went out of the way,
I was wrong,
I used to think I was the only one who saw the truth,
I was wrong,
And here I stand, humbled yet stronger,
Knowing that I'm not alone..never was..never will be,
You are just a reflection of me,
It's just that I show more than you do,
I say more than you ever will,
I do more than you thought possible,
Yet..I was wrong,
Though we love differently,
It's still the same language,
Always was...always will be,
Only as long..as you care to see.

A new year's eve to remember...

I have to lay myself bare somewhere and what better place than my very own haven of peace and warmth.


Something happened to me on the new year's eve and that something has considerably shaken me up. It was a wake up call to say the least.
Well, let's begin from the beginning. I vaguely remember waking up in the morning. I still felt the giddiness which comes from alcohol although I distinctly remember not having drunk too much but then again, I didn't have my medicines for almost 2 days as well.
One moment I was in bed, after talking to a friend over the phone and the next moment I'm in the hospital bed, all covered in blood. My hands, my hair and my clothes, all bloody. Yes, most definitely not a pretty sight to wake up to. I have never been admitted to a hospital before and the yes, I didn't expect my first time admission to be a complete blur in my head. The part which scared me senseless was that I had no recollection of a single thing. That's the part which scared the living daylights out of me. On top of that, my poor friends had to take me to the Hospital. It was not as if I was home and there were grown ups who could take care of me. No sir, just my Paying Guest friends who themselves had never dealt with anything remotely like this. And to top it all, I later on come to know that I had apparently threatened them in my disoriented state. Poor things. Imagine waking up to find your closest friend covered in blood and threatening you! Jesus! I shudder at the very sight I must have made!
But in times like these, I must say, it was a welcome relief to see my father and I can say with 100% conviction that there is simply no place like home and nothing can beat the peace which pervades your soul at the sight of your family members. My dad whisked me away from that hospital where the doctors wanted to stop me for God knows what bullshit reasons and boy oh boy, was I ever thankful that my dad knew how to deal with those clever rats!
All in all, it was a crazy experience, an experience which reminded me not so subtly that I can never take my body for granted, even if it is after a period of 8 years. Our body is our temple and it is our first and foremost duty to protect and cherish it. I thank the Lord for sparing me with just a few stitches here and there but yes, I will never again forget how important my body is and how much love it deserves for the hard work it puts in.


On that note, a VERRRRY HAPPY NEW YEAR MY DEAR FRIENDS. Hope this year brings a lot of joy, lots of learning and a thousand more reasons for you to smile.


God bless you 
Love
Deboshree

For you..

I was searching without a cause,
I was reaching out without a destination,
I was a soul without inspiration,
Then came a day when the sun came shining through,
And the sun was you,
I was seeking and you gave,
I was reaching and you held,
I looked and you stood,
I turned back and you turned back too,
Without you, this life would have been but half lived.

CAGED

As the days pass by,

She stands still,

Right by her window,

Looking at the world beyond,

Trying to make sense of what she can see,

Trying to understand what she can't,

But life is simpler than she thinks,

The answers are not always meant to be found,

Sometimes it is just about being content with not knowing,

Sometimes.. just sometimes ignorance is bliss,

Sometimes just sometimes the world beyond is better left unknown,

For truth be told,

There is much more to be known about oneself than what lay outside the window.

WAKE UP!

Life can be extremely challenging at times and sometimes it can bring you down with a thud. A thud much louder than you expected. 

I have come to realize a lot of things lately. I realized that I had reached a comfort zone regarding myself as a human being. Oh well, don't we all? We all think that after some time we all know what we really are. But I have found out that this is not the case at all. Sometimes we react in a way we never thought would have been possible to us, sometimes we see things in a way we never thought possible and that is the time to wake up.

It is time for me to wake up. A certain incident in my life has left me with this one thought. I have to find myself again. I have to be with myself. Too often we are too busy trying to make the one's around us happy 'coz their happiness gives us happiness. But what happens when those loved ones stop loving you? What do you do then? You break into a million pieces and it is now time to sit down and see why it happened the way it did. I have realized that I have spend too much time trying to make others happy and when they didn't seem to care either way, I was the one who was dealt a harsh blow. It is time for me to be alone with myself and see what really makes me Deboshree. It's time for me to understand my needs and my dreams instead of worrying about the shattered dreams I built with others.

And sometimes, we need such instances in life to wake us up and do some mental cleaning. It's time for me to make a decision and decide where I want to take my life and what I want to do with it. Rest is all secondary.

I'm wide awake now my friends. I hope you are too.

HOLD ON AND KEEP THE FAITH

Here I am, sitting in front of the laptop at 1:00 AM in the morning.

I just read a post of my fellow bloggy friend, SEARCHING SOUL, where I found that she is indeed confused with what is happening in her life as of now.

This made me think of my position. I feel that many times life deals with you with a certain blow because you needed it. You needed to learn from it and grow into a better and stronger person. I know that not every mishap can have a positive effect but when we rewind our life, we see that all the things somehow, strangely, fit. Just perfectly fit.

I injured my ankle while dancing, tore a ligament actually and am still on break and now I come to know that both my ankles are actually weak and I have to take a lot more calcium. So was this injury good or bad? It let me know something which could have deteriorated to such an extent where I could not have been able to do anything. But now that I know, I know what steps I have to take to bring things back on track.

On top of that, there is a raging fire inside me, burning with an intensity which grows every passing moment. I will never forget what this small injury has taught me. I have learned how lucky I am to dance and all the thoughts about being conscious in front of others or worrying about other people's opinions, is just a lot of shit. Dance is dance. It is YOU. An expression of your inner self and to do it freely is the biggest gift one can have. So, I for one have realized that and because of this injury, I will go back to dancing with a passion which burns much stronger than before and which has gone much deeper. 

Yes, the injury was good. When life comes to such a situation, where you know you may not be able to do something you love, you see what the truth is. You see what matters and what doesn't. You see the truth hidden behind layers of false notions. So when you are given a second chance, you know the true value of what you have. So I thank that someone up there who watches over all of us and has carefully laid down a plan for each of us.

Till then my friends, keep the faith and keep living life to the fullest!

Much love,

Deboshree

And there she sat, in the cold of the night,

And wept the tears of a lover denied,

But still she waited on that lonely path,

With hope of her lover to come crying back,

And in the starlit night with not another soul in sight,

She finally saw the man she loved,

Yes, that shadow against the pale moonlight was surely his,

That firm tread could only be his,

Those warm brown eyes could only and only be his,

And then came the fulfillment to a heart denied love too long,

And such is the hope for which we lovers shall live.

Just a passing thought...

When you love someone, it's as if you are hit by this storm where you have no idea where things will go because you yourself can't see the rationale behind it. The heart guides you and before you know, its controlling everything, starting from your thoughts down to every single action.

Have you ever noticed the way we unknowingly or unconsciously try to adjust everything according to our partner's happiness? Have you ever noticed that your loved one has more power to change you than anyone else in the world?

I had come here to give my heart some peace. Sometimes, our heart needs an outlet and I have always felt that writing makes things fall into perspective. I wasn't in a very positive frame of mind when I came here but I certainly feel positive now! Granted that the lows can bring us down, but in the journey of love, as I sit here and think, the pain is nothing compared to the garden of heaven which it gifts us with.

A biiiigg hug to all my bloggy friends and lots of love from my way!!

Have a wonderful day filled with love, life and laughter and if the time is trying, believe me when I say that there is always a reason behind things unfolding the way they do. And in the long run, the reason is always for the best.

Hope

It's been so long since I last wrote something. Feels like a lifetime. I miss my bloggy friends and more than anything I miss writing!

But today I have to share this something with you. I was feeling really low a while ago. Someone very close to me is going through a very tough phase of life and somehow, his sadness is bringing me down too. You know how it feels when you PERFECTLY understand what the other person is going through and yet there isn't much that you can do other than standing close to that person. For some reason, hope evaded me and believe me, that's happening after quite some time! And then, for the first time I browsed the net for true life inspirational stories. Some of them made me cry, some of them made me smile and some of them made me happy to be alive and well. More than anything, I got the hope I desperately needed. No matter how bad a situation is, there is always a reason behind it and the reason is always such that it makes you stronger as an individual. And in this period I realise the importance of my fellow beings. What am I without the people around me? Seeing miracles around me makes me believe in miracles and because they happen, I want to be the reason to make someone smile just the way someone across the world made me. It's a beautiful feeling, knowing that someone out there is touched by your words and experiences.

So let me share this with you. It is not something big but it gave me the will to fight nonetheless. I have my dance workshop this Sunday and I will be performing two times this time. It will be my first show where I have started my journey as a professional dancer. So, last week, I twisted my ankle and couldn't dance at all. Even walking was sometimes laborious. I went for my classes and sat watching everyone dance. It really pulled me down but guess what, in those moments I realised the beauty and value of the gift I have. I realised how lucky I am to be able to dance and actually express myself the way I want to. This experience made me want to come back with even more zeal than I had before. So I went for my class yesterday with an ankle which hadn't healed fully. But the desire to dance was way stronger, so I decided to give it all I have. But then halfway through the class, someone kicked me in the eye! My contact lens went flying out and I was just super shocked for a moment or two. Yes, I was hurt. Yes, I could have given up. But you know what, that incident made me even more determined to dance. So I danced with one contact lens, an injured ankle and I gave it all I have. By the end of the class, I felt in seventh heaven! I knew that life had tested me and I had done my best. Even though my body was hurting, the pain was sweet. So so sweet. It's the kind of pain you would welcome with open arms 'coz it comes with hard work and determination.

So all my dear friends, all I want to tell you is that hope is never far away. It's just the way we look at it. The moment before you achieve success is the hardest because your patience is tested again and again. But by the very virtue of being a human, all I can say is, the human will can be as strong as we want it to be. If one door closes, it's because a better one is just waiting to be opened! Just because the sun is hidden behind dark clouds, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Have a great day my friends!

Much love,
Deboshree

HERE AND NOW

I know life is fleeting, so I take what you offer.

I know there is no tomorrow, so I grasp what I have today.

I know love needs no boundaries, so I make none.

I know you will be gone before I know it, so I keep my heart ready for it.

I know you will love me just tonight, so I blot out tomorrow.

I know our love is beautiful, so HERE I AM.

To take and to give, to share and to love, to feel and to see

AND JUST LEAVE THE REST.

And so it begins...

Oh my!
This post was long overdue!

So people, I have finally started my journey and had my first technique class today.

Yes, dance moves me. Yes, dance makes me Deboshree. Yes, dance IS Deboshree and I so want to give it all I have. I don't just want to dance for myself. I want to reach out and help other people. I want to make a difference and let people see that life can be beautiful if they keep their mind open to possibilities. I want to show them that life is BEAUTIFUL and things can happen the way we want them to happen only if we TRY. The journey of life isn't as hard as many of us make it to be. The walls we build around ourselves are not real. We make them..brick by brick and we give it the name of society. It is so not true. Our life is what WE make it to be.The human will has boundless potential and that is something I have realised with time. So here I am, ready to make the most of it.

The very fact that we are HUMANS is enough to show us that life CAN BE the way we want it to be. And the journey of my life shall be to prove precisely that!

Walk with me!

Much love,
Deboshree

Some things that make me...ME

Deboshree Roy Chowdhury, 20 years old (wow, when did I get this old?) in her final year of college pursuing dance as a career after a short while. Well, that's me. But somehow, lately, I've been seeing things around me. Seeing that in some way I am different and learning to accept it.

I love my friends and I'll do anything to make them happy. I treat them like family and I NEVER hesitate to show my love no matter what other people might think. Saying goodbye to a friend without a hug is sort of impossible for me.

I'm crazy about love. I think all of this life is but a journey of love where we meet people who change us for life without our even knowing it. Love is what I live for and without it, I'm just not Deboshree anymore. This heart of mine swells with love and sharing it is the only way I know to make sure that my heart doesn't burst open.

I have dreams. Many many dreams. But most of all, I want to make a difference in people's lives. I want them to think of me and smile 'coz I have made them happy in some way or the other. That's all that matters at the end of the day. The joy that ones gets from giving others happiness is incomparable.

I hate lies. I say what I feel and kill me if you want to, but that's the way I am. The truth is the truth. There are no two ways about it.

When I see someone beautiful, be it a stranger or family, I never hesitate to stop that person and tell him/ her exactly how beautiful they are. Who knows, I may have made someone's day! And if I meet someone who is equally beautiful from the inside, I make sure that the person knows about it. Life is too short and not everyone is honest. That much I have seen.

Yes, I believe in past lives. I believe I have come here for a reason and the day that reason ceases to exist, I will cease existing too. I believe that we get what give to the world. The world is nothing but a mirror.


I think people are too keyed up about making good impressions. Shall I let you in on a secret? LET GO!! Life is beautiful and people will love you if you can make them let go too. Freedom is the essence of happiness. Being yourself is the greatest thing!


I am VERY philosophical and sometimes a wee bit too serious. And not all people like that. Not all people think like I do. Not all people THINK as much as I do. But thankfully, there are some who would always listen to me. Thank you for that my dear friends.


I believe that the biggest challenge in life is finding oneself and actually sticking to what you know. It's so easy to forget what you really are and that's sad. I say so 'coz I have been through that myself and I know how it feels. So I always make sure that I am close to myself. Honesty with myself is of utmost importance.


I believe in hope. I believe that we humans have the capacity to face the greatest trials of life and still get up and start walking again. I believe that all of us are connected and if you are reading this, just smile for me. It will make me happy :-)


Just felt like writing my thoughts about myself. Sometimes I have a hard time loving myself and that is another fact I am honest about. But I'm going to change that.


Much love to all my bloggy friends!


Have a great day ahead! ^_^


Deboshree

Sweet torment..

And in this world I can hold you,

Love you to my heart's content,

Here fear can fade away and simply disappear,

Dance into an oblivion and forget its origin,

For this world is ours,

Ours to cherish and ours to keep,

It is here that you met me,

And it is here where I shall keep you,

In my very own DREAMWORLD,

So farewell my Prince,

Till you come to torment my dreams...once again.

LET GO..

 

One part of me yearns for you,

The other shudders at the thought of you coming close,

One part tells me to move on,

While the other one bleeds to death,

There is this conflict raging inside me,

My heart says something else

But my body speaks a different language,

What am I to do?

Ignore one and give in to the other?

But what would that make me?

Just another soul who compromised with her needs,

Just another soul who gave up before the fight started,

Sorry, but I can't give up any one of them,

Forsaking one would mean killing the other,

and that would mean killing myself,

So I've decided to bear the pain now,

and fight for as long as it takes,

I'm better this way and so are you.

My 100th blog post..

What a journey life is. It's been quite some time since I started blogging and all I can say is that I won't stop. I won't stop this beautiful journey which has given me a chance to meet such lovely people.


Now, let's begin at the beginning.


I came across this newspaper article which said something about blogging being the latest thing to connect people all over the world. At that time, I NEVER thought I myself would be a blogger in a very short while. So I came online and decided to see what this blogging thing was anyway (Yeah, I didn't know a thing about blogging!). I stumbled across a few blogs and just looking at the number of followers had me gaping at them open mouthed!! But as I went on, I saw blogging for what it was and not what I thought it to be. We don't have to be tremendous writers to blog, we don't have to use flowery words to touch someone's heart and reach out. Blogging is all about sharing your thoughts and life experiences and that's what makes it special. Sometimes it's so refreshing to just pen down your thoughts and not worry about what the person might think of them. We are all perfect strangers connected perfectly. JUST in the right way. JUST enough to give eachother hope and faith. I have met people from all over the world and believe me when I say we are NOT that different. All of us have the same heart beating is us, all of us struggle to be where we are, all of us have something to share and a kind word to drop in. All of us are HUMANS and that, in itself,  is enough to connect us. It's such a lovely feeling to know that someone living in some other corner of this world thinks about you and cares enough to drop by and in that one moment, we are one. Lovely, isn't it?

Now coming back to me, I have changed quite a lot from what I used to be. I have matured, I have seen new facets of life, I have seen that life is all about hope and most of all..FAITH!

Nothing can come to pass without faith and that is what I hold onto. After a long time I can see what I want of my life. I can see that dance has come to be my number one priority and call me cynical, I think the journey of life can be rather sad at times. People come and go and when they leave you, you are never the same again. But that's life, isn't it? You meet, you walk together for a while and then you carry on with your journey, just left with a feeling of being touched and moved by someone or by something they said.


So now I would like to thank all my bloggy friends who have made me a richer human being. Money is not wealth. Knowledge is. Love is.


Some people who have really made this blogging journey special, a heartfelt thanks to you- Jenean, Nancy, Sol, Kelly, Ron, John, Sharla and Emmi, thank you for being with me through it all ^_^ You guys really mean a lot to me. YOU ARE SPECIAL.


On this note, I shall end my 100th blog post letting all of you know how much you mean to me.


All I can say is, GIVE ME HOPE WHEN I SEE NONE, SHOW ME THE PATH WHEN I GO ASTRAY AND BELIEVE IN ME WHEN I SAY, I'M HERE WITH YOU.


Much love,
Deboshree

THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE NIGHT...

There's something about the night. There's something about this time and hour which makes you feel different somehow. It reaches deep into your soul and brings into light things you've been hiding from all day. Strange how the light of the day shields us and the darkness of the night strips us of all pretences. Ironical. You can't hide when it's night. You can't pretend your problems don't exist 'coz when you're left with yourself, your heart really shows you what you need to see.

While everyone is lost in a world of dreams, here I am, writing my blog and sharing my innermost feelings.

You know, inspite all my inspirational words and thoughts, I sometimes feel that at heart I am NOT so positive after all. I see the negative side to everything and I tend to rationalize things way toooo much! People don't think the way I do. No one THINKS as much as I do. At the end of the day, more than the thoughts, its the action which counts. But then I think to myself, would there be any action in the first place if there were no thoughts to back it? See? I definitely think too much!

Is it me or is this human nature? To want the best but prepare for the worst? I have dreams...so many dreams, so many hopes and expectations from my life. But then there is a side of me which always thinks in terms of what if. What if this doesn't work out? What if that doesn't turn out the way it was supposed to? What if? But I guess that is human nature, isn't it? And then sometimes I feel stifled. Why can't I just believe and leave it at that. Why do I have to think beyond it and think about the times when my belief and faith are going to be shattered? Why? Why can't I just be happy with faith? Why do I need more? What is it? What is it? There is no answer to that. I am talking to myself. I don't know why I need more and I simply can't find the answer to that.

And now the weirdest part of all? I still hope. I still dream. I still want. I still desire. And inspite of all this negativity which stems from a mind which is too analytical, this heart of mine still dominates me. It is my heart through which I think. When I start following the dictats of my mind I tend to complicate things way too much. So I really hope that this heart of mine doesn't get me into serious trouble 'coz where my mind is too rational, my heart is just as emotional!

So is it just me or do all of you out there feel this jumble of feelings? Do all of you feel torn by two sides within you? Let me know for I don't have an answer to this one.

GONE WITH THE WIND..

I was in the 10th grade when I read this book. Needless to say all of you have already heard of it.

GONE WITH THE WIND written by Margaret Mitchell is by far one of the best books I have EVER read. Written in the backdrop of the American Civil War (1861-1865), the book portrays the journey of a young Southern woman who stands up in this time of crisis and makes a place for herself in the chaos surrounding her. This is a book which shows the truth about war, the large scale destruction and loss of human lives and the gruesome after effects which scar the human soul for all time to come. In the midst of such a world, Scarlett O Hara, born and brought up in the Southern County with all the comforts a human could imagine, is suddenly faced with poverty. How this lovely, self willed and strong woman brings back life to her ruined land of TARA is the main theme of the book. All through this journey, she suffers as a human being who is a victim of unrequitted love. The one man she thought she loved married his cousin Melanie and refused to be with her. Although there are signs of weakness in Ashley's behaviour, he refrains from giving in to her. All through, sweet and kind Melanie loves the selfish Scarlett to death. Such is the irony of life. Scarlett becomes a woman who married only for convenience and not love. She even went on to snatch her sister's man, Frank Kennedy, for procuring the money needed to pay taxes for Tara. All through this ruinous journey, our amused Rhett Butler just watches Scarlett and falls for her with every passing day. No two people could have been more similar than them and no two people could be as ruthless, mercenary and selfish as them. Rhett knew that and loved her for what she was. But stubborn Scarlett could never see the truth even though it was presented to her on a silver platter. Finally when she marries Rhett after 2 marriages, she finds married bliss. But fool that she is, she couldn't see that. Until it was too late. Simply TOO late. By the time she understood how much she loved him, he had reached the very limit of his endurance.
Gone with the wind is one book which will always stand as an epic love story and it is the very ending which makes it epic.
I read the sequel SCARLETT, but it was nothing compared to Gone with the wind. Although Scarlett and Rhett come back together by the end of the second book, I feel that it will always be the first book which will leave an indelible impression on the reader's mind.

I watched the movie a few days ago. 5 years after reading the book. Yeah, I know it's a looong time.
As the movie began and scene after scene unfolded right in front of my eyes, the book became a living thing. Memories came flooding back, familiar but vague feelings swamped me again. Scarlett'O Hara's beauty struck me once again, Melanie's nature touched my heart once again, Ashley's behaviour exasperated me once again and Rhett Butler, he took my heart away..once again.
The book was a journey, a journey which can be parallelled by no other book. But the movie, the movie was an EXPERIENCE. The old world, the lovely charm, the warm cocoon of beauty and soft music.....all gone, never to come back again. All in the name of war.

For all of you who haven't watched the movie, go watch it this very instant! It is an....enriching experience!!

Just an idea...

My dear bloggy friends, I have contemplated writing a novel for a looong time. But lazy as we are, I have always left things mid-way. This time, I want to change that.
The thing about my writing is that it is purely based on imagination. It's a work of imagination. I'm guided by the pen. I don't guide it. I start with no idea in my head, but after a while, the pen becomes a living thing and tells me what to write.
Here is a excerpt from the story. Do give me an honest opinion for I will take all the criticism constructively and try to improve on it.

" The morning sun rose high in the sky, shining with all its beauty and splendor. The mountains seemed to be its shield, protecting its beauty, guarding and enhancing it at the same time.



There in the midst of all this splendor stood a girl with her head held high and her back straight. Not challenging Nature but respecting it and showing her pride in being a part of this world which was home to her. The wind was strong and her chestnut mane flew all around her oval face but she stood firm on the hill she considered her very own.. Her hazel eyes stood out in her face and her wheatish complexion only seemed to enhance their beauty and strength. The wind grew stronger and automatically her hand flew to her left cheek where the gash of a childhood incident still remained. It covered the whole length of her left cheek and instead of making her look ugly, it stood as the trophy of a warrior. A warrior who had fought from a very young age and had actually lived to tell the story. It was her pride and a constant reminder of who she was.


She looked around and fancied that she could hear every sound around her. She closed her eyes and the let her senses take over. She could hear the mild but insistent flow of the stream below, the constant chirping of the birds all around her, the distant roar of the lions, and voices of her fellow beings in the distance. Their voices were almost like whispers and she knew that they must be chattering away quite loudly to be heard all the way here on this distant mountain.


Situated among the dense forests, Hatua Village was more like a town where everyone knew everyone and the whole place was like a big home. The general air was filled with love and warmth. Courage and honour were the guiding principles of the Hatuan people and that was one of the major reasons which earned them the respect and admiration of people coming from all over. These people produced the best archers whose skill couldn’t be paralleled by any other villager and it was a matter of great pride for them. It was said that every Hatuan child was born with a bow and arrow in hand. It was in their blood.


Brought up in such an atmosphere, Cynthia came to treasure the virtues of courage, honesty and honor. Her will to fight and stand up for her people dominated her personality.


A hatuan man/woman NEVER backed away from his/ her words. Turning away from their word was a betrayal of the worst kind tantamount only to murder. And the punishment for such a betrayal was immediate prosecution. The word of the Chief was final and nothing could change his view once things were decided and the verdict given.


Breaking free of her deep reverie, she once again gazed at the scene in front of her and was once again amazed by the beauty all around her. She had grown up as a child who loved nature and was guided by it. She knew every river, every plant, every stream that flowed through their village. She didn’t treat the land as a dead thing but felt for it and all its creatures. The beauty of nature never failed to move her. There wasn’t a morning when she didn’t wake up without looking forward to seeing the sunrise. This morning was no exception at all.


Then suddenly she opened her eyes……


And she was back again.Alannah once again....."

Memories....

I gaze at the distant sky and a strange feeling envelops me,

 A strong yearning to bring back all that has been,

To relive the moments I took so for granted,

I see fleeting thoughts of a lovely yesterday,

Bittersweet memories of all that has been,

 A reluctance to leave behind this haven of warmth and love,

A desire to prolong every minute,

What would you call this?

The END of a life changing experience.

P.S. - This post is dedicated to the end of my college years

Twisted, crazy and oh so human!

A few truths about human nature. Correct me if I'm wrong for I speak from my experiences and wonder if I am getting too cynical at times-

- One can't be truly happy for someone else till the time that person is secure in his/her own happiness.

- A person who can help others has already helped himself on more than one occasion.

- We feel sad for a friend who stays behind us but at the time it hurts more when the same friend goes ahead and we are the one left standing behind.

- Sometimes, just sometimes this rational mind of ours LOVES to lose control and do something so uncharacteristic that even we ourselves are left shocked! But the truth is, we just need to let go at times!

                               

- We can NEVER do anything in isolation. To bring out the best in us, we need this competition which strengthens our desire to explore our innermost potentials and build upon them. We need each other through success and failure..through it all.

- Life is empty without love (atleast for me) and without our loved ones around us, our soul will be starved of the nourishment it needs. I, for one, feel that all of us need love to thrive.

P.S- Wonder how so many things came to me in one go. But they did and I would like to know what you think about it.

Much love,
Deboshree