SOMETHING TO DIE FOR

I was browsing Quora for some answers to my weird questions like " How to behave in a social circle" or " how not to spill food on oneself in a wedding?" since there is a big Punjabi wedding coming up in my family. And, that my friend is ONE BIG REASON TO FRET, with so many relatives to meet and plus answering them what are your plans for life and there genuine concern for how more many years will you keep studying! (basically when u are gonna get married and have 10000 kids) and most importantly what will people think if you are so clumsy all the time!

So basically 3 days of full masti,dhamaal and dancing (read torture drama and gossip). Getting no answers even on Quora i picked up my favorite novel - THE WOMAN WHO DIED FOR HER DREAMS, I had no other choice to bear the upcoming drama so i thought of finding a few hours of solace in my book. It consisted of a story about a girl who shook the world with the powers of her dream.

And as i opened the 38th page of the novel, i was all ready and excited to be immersed in the world of inspiration.

'Yes, I am serious sir!’ she said in all excitement. 

She was sitting in front of the college principal on the admission day. The college was in a distant town and was far from her small village.

‘I see you are excited,’ Principal began in a calm voice. ‘But you must understand that it’s not usual here. Your academic performance is great, pick whichever stream you want, but why this one?’

‘Sir,’ she responded in her calm voice. ‘I dreamed this! I want to do this! I know I can and ever since I knew what I loved this, I wanted to live this!’

‘But you will be alone! Do not expect other girls to join you! Which girl does this course? This stream is a monopoly of boys,’

‘Tell me one thing Sir, why should I curb my dream just because I am a girl? And do I look like a normal girl to you? I know making my dream into a reality isn't that improbable. Give me a chance and I will prove my worth.’ she replied. Her voice was firm.

Principal knew that moment, that she was more tees and  jeans. He felt like he was being interviewed by that 18 year old petite girl. She had the will to survive and sheer determination to win. He looked deep into her eyes and they were sparkling with confidence.

He sighed.

‘What will your family say? are they ready?" he asked

"not yet but then who cares...they lived their own lives on their own terms and i am sure they are gonna let me do the same"

So you are not accepting other choices, are you?’ he asked.

‘My fate accepts my will. Not the other way around.’ She said smiling.

Her voice echoed the hall.

‘What was your name again?’ Principal asked her while he looked into the admission form.

She knew she had convinced him. Her joy knew no bounds then. In a voice filled with enthusiasm, she replied.

‘Ms. Kalpana Chawla, sir.’

AND BOOM! I knew what i had to die for! It was sheer madness, how this one chapter blew my mind away....

Here she managed to be one of the leading astronauts of the world  and i was in deep despair and was looking for ways to escape a situation which could be handled with so much love.

I learnt the lesson of the day....Did you? :)

(PS: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION...kindly dont google the mane of the novel...all you will find is error 404 :P)

THE INSOMNIAC PRINCESS

so, i couldn't sleep at night...tossing my pillow here and there, i finally gave up after 2 hours of trial and error and applying all psychological methods to try and fall asleep...

i got up from my bed and looked at the time

"2:30 am"

my sister was snoring, mom and dad were asleep too...i tried reading my novel ..but i just couldn't concentrate! i tried listening to my favorite edms but it gave me a headache! i tried jumping but i fell off the bed..VERY HARD! Something was going on my mind but i couldn't exactly place what was troubling me!

was it my uncertain future ? well who isn't?

was i worried about my career? thats my daily stress..why would it trouble me at 2 am!

was i suffering from insomnia? nah..i just slept like a horse last night 

were aliens invading my mind? they already had when i was born

was i overthinking yet again!? again! thats my routine..i function on overthinking!

was my bladder full and i wanted to pee or was i feeling thirsty and wanted to drink water?

i just couldn't sleep!

All my attempts failed! Helplessly i went to my parents room clutching a pillow tight to my chest ( i have this stupid belief that ghosts eat people who roam at night and thus i fear ghosts!).

For a minute i stood still...then 10 mins passed and i kept staring at mom without saying a word (NO! I WASN'T POSSESSED!) 

Mom suddenly woke up in shock (humans know when someone is staring at them in sleep)

"princess! what are you doing here? why aren't u already sleeping?" she asked looking concerned

"maa?"

"yes baby..answer me...its almost 3 what happened? did you have a nightmare?"

"well...my reality is no less than a nightmare!"

She got up from the blanket 

"what are you saying..if this is one of your philosophical truths then trust me i am going to spank you hard for acting like Socrates early in the morning...what! are you possessed!"

"sorry to disturb you maa, go back to sleep..ill find something else to do!"

Mothers have this sixth sense when something is troubling their child. so she pulled me in the blanket and stroking my forehead gently she asked "what is it dear?"

"i dont know maa....if i ask you something will you answer honestly?"

"yes sure..."

"maa..am i a bad person? i mean am i silly and stupid?"

"NO....why?"

"just tell na" i protested

"baby, you have never been a bad person...infact since your childhood you have been something different..always helping out people..making them smile...fighting with your dad when he didn't use to give alms to the poor (none of us had the courage)"

"no na maa...i mean ...i dont know...everyone is like this only..its not something different!"

i stayed silent for the next 10 mins 

"princess?...is that thing you told me yesterday troubling you"

i kept quiet. and then nodded my head slowly as if i wasn't even sure whether that thing was troubling me or not!

oh? you wanna know "that thing"

so basically i went to college and was busy doing some work when one of my friends came to me and told me that she heard one of my classmate speaking ill of me...and about something which wasn't true . How can i say it so confidently? BECAUSE I WAS ABSENT THAT DAY WHEN SOMETHING HAPPENED...I WASN'T EVEN A PART OF IT!!(it happens with all of us every-time ...doesn't it?)

hearing that someone was speaking behind my back filled me with rage and i wanted to hit back hard! but as always i kept it inside me thinking i shouldn't bother!

But you know it, when you try hard not to think of the pink elephant ....u think about it even more!

so i shared it with my mom who told me to just avoid such things and focus on the good things in life

But now somewhere i was so restless that it was affecting me .....without my even realizing it!

"princess? you wanna hear a story?" my  mother knows how much i love stories and i am always up for it..no matter what the time is!

so she began....

In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said, "Do you know what I just heard about your friend?"

"Hold on a minute," Socrates replied. "Before you talk to me about my friend, it might be good idea to take a moment and filter what you’re going to say. That’s why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"

"Well, no," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and…"

"All right," said Socrates. "So you don’t really know if it’s true or not. Now, let’s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?"

"U mm, no, on the contrary…"

"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about my friend, but you’re not certain it’s true. You may still pass the test though, because there’s one filter left—the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?"

"No, not really.""Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true, nor good, nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?"

"so tell me princess...the person who told you...was it good enough?"

"nope" i said smiling

" so the next time my little Socrates faces any problem, she would know how to handle it...right?"

"ABSOLUTELY RIGHT" and i gave a big bear hug to my mom

"well sometimes even a psychologist needs a mothers advice..." my mom winked

" well....not sometimes...ALWAYS! thanku maa" and i didn't know when the gentle stroking made me go into a deep lullaby of sleep .

So, now....when you all know this story..none of you are ever going to lose sleep over small issues!

KEEP SMILING ALWAYS

THE ENIGMA OF LIFE🌼

I eat lies when my heart is hungry
Stars are just an escape from the daily misery

I wish the rain to wash away all the pain
and in the end, experience is all I gained!

For long i have ignored the truths for temporary happiness
And today all i am left with is a helpless permanent laughter

The pang of afflictions
surprisingly is a pack of contradictions
the one who promised the world to you
closes the doors making you wonder
that all the time you lived....was it mere fiction?

I read this somewhere
"we all have stories...but some are just good narrators and others, good actors"
But why do we forget about the magical angels and evil life hackers?

Even today i am not afraid to save the wounded lion cubs
instead of running from them
but then why am i afraid to enter the "feelings den"?

Nothing belongs to me,you and us
even the air we breathe
is exhaled.

Human hearts are wired in such strange ways
some understand each others beats even in silence
while some never get a pulse in mayhem!

I fear living in regret
but regrets is all that has filled the pages of a book
that might never be a bestseller
but my soul is still not stopping to fight
from the dark pungent societal cellars.

I urge us all to face to our shadows
the battle that we all are fighting isn't with anyone else
its with our own unexplored self

Why dont we believe in those fairy-tales?
why are we forced not to live in our dreams?
why do we judge by appearances
forgetting that the rich might be under the ragged clothes!

We all run from negativity
not realizing that one cant see the stars without darkness!
🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼
So the next time in rain
lets try and wash away the pain
so that we can sprinkle glitters of happiness AGAIN!

BATMAN TO THE RESCUE

12 AM

A time for love birds to chat
A time for married couples to go out on a drive
A time for iit aspirants to open their books
and a time where i have a need to pee and to drink water at the same time and i contemplate for the next 20 minutes, what to do first?

So today's story is about a breakup [well,when did i ever wrote a love story?!]😋😂

so it was 12 am,
JENNA AND SID were chatting on whatsapp

J : hey babe, how was you day?
S: brilliant baby, it was so cool..i beat jay today in our final Xbox game...victory😏
J: umm....well...well thats interesting sid.
S: oh yeah..so how was your day?
J: okay, so it was very tiring..i feel so irked, you know sanya right?
S: oh the girl in the blue dress?
J: yes, so she is such an ass...literally bringing me down in font of the boss
S: aww poor sweetie...
J: WHAT? why is sanya the poor sweetie?
S: what?!! no no baby...she is a bitch..i was talking about you
J: you better be! so i was saying that she is making my life hell...god! such a wannabe!
S: leave it na jen, such bitches are ought to screw....by the way i was thinking ...
J:yeah?💗
S: i was thinking to say something...
J: yeah baby ...say it..i guess i am ready too💗
S; okay ..but first stop sending the hearts..its freaking me out!
J:😕
S: well...dont be mad baby..okay fine...send the heart!
J: sid?
S: yes jen?
J: do you love me?


THERE SHE GOES...THE SAME OLD LINE....DO YOU LOVE ME? MAN.....GIVE ME A BREAK..ITS A TRAP QUESTION..DONT FALL FOR IT!

S: obviously ..to the stars and back
J: you are lying..
S: how?
J: because its 12:30 am and its morning...stars dont exist in morning

AT THIS MOMENT I REALLY WANNA ASK " ARE YOU THIS DUMB BY BIRTH OR IS THIS A GENETIC DEFECT THAT MANIFESTED DURING YOUR 22 YEARS OF EXISTENCE ON PLANET EARTH!👀😠

SEE AND LEARN HOW I OUTSMART HER

S: baby...i hate to say u are wrong but i really love you to the stars...sun is the biggest star..haina? so see i love you...
J: awwww💗

HASSSH! THE HEART IS BACK😎

S: Baby i am inviting some friends over...you wanna come?
J: absolutely! what should i wear...umm how about something which makes me look pretty and sexy at the same time?..hey do you remember my pink skirt...should i wear it?
S: no..i really dont remember babe..
J: seriously? you remember sanyas blue dress not mine!

WELL I AM NOT A PERV...AND WHY WOULDN'T I REMEMBER HER DRESS..I PAID FOR IT! GOD DAMN GUYS! SANYA INVITED US TO HER PARTY SO..WE WENT SHOPPING FOR A GIFT AND BOUGHT THAT BLUE DRESS....

S: no baby..its just i hate her dressing sense...and all she wears is blue all the time..so boring ..but the sad part is you dont trust me😞
J: im so sorry baby..i really am...lets just forget it ...okay?
S: okay babe...so see you tomorrow at 5...look deaddrop gorgeous as you always do sugar!
J: 😍awwwwwwww sure baby


WELL DID YOU NOTICE I WANTED TO SAY SOMETHING TO HER AND THE TOPIC COMPLETELY DIGRESSED😡

THE NEXT DAY CONVERSATION AT 12 AM
S: hey baby? you there

after 20 mins

J: say?
S: what happened..you seem upset
J: NO
S: yes baby..tell me
J: ILY
S: ILY TOO BABY
J: YOU PROMISE?
S: yes...
J :  THANK GOD! i thought you would be so mean and everything will be awkward..good you feel the same way. Also When i was at your place today...before leaving i went into the lobby area to look for my bag
S: awkward?
J: YES...I JUST SAID I AM LEAVING YOU
S:WTF?
J: what? you just promised
S: you idiot..i promised that i love you
well now its awkward..i meant to say this to you yesterday night only but you were all interested in sanyas blue dress
J: i guess you are more interested in her dress

MAN SHE GOT ME HERE! FUCK

J: so...as i found my bag on the top of the Xbox  ..I PICKED IT UP AND ACCIDENTALLY BROKE YOUR ...
S: Broke what?
J: your Xbox
S: FUCCKKKK....JENNA! how could you? why did you have to be so mean?
\J: oh my god! you are not upset with the fact that i broke up with you but because i broke your Xbox...i was just testing you and u are such a mean insensitive badass...dont talk to me ever
S: WHATEVER.....SWEAR ON YOUR PRADA BAG THAT MY Xbox is fine!
J: yes
S :you thought i could be a decent man in an indecent time,well you were wrong. The world is cruel and the only morality in a cruel world is chance. unbiased,unprejudiced,fair. our relationship had the same chance as anyone else...50-50
J; are you using a batman line to break up with me?
S: well yes..would you like to stay friends?

*BLOCKED*

So, now before saying that YOU ARE IN LOVE CHECK YOUR Xbox....😟

BE THE FIRE

There is a fire in each one of us
a fire to succeed
a fire to lead
a fire to love
and to be loved

There is a passion 
waiting to be unleashed
a desire 
waiting for its turn to carve 
a beautiful future in its own niche

The broken wings
are now healed
its time to for the harvest of hard work
to be reaped

set your soul on fire
seek those who fan your flame
life is an interesting game
the mind is not a vessel to be filled 
but a fire to be kindled

bullying is smoke'but 
COURAGE IS FIRE
LET IT BURN!

YOUR SPARK IS ENOUGH TO SET THE WORLD ABLAZE!
BELIEVE IN YOURSELF

keep smiling :)

THE STRUGGLES OF LIVING IN A PUNJU FAMILY

Growing up in a Punjabi family is an experience of its own kind! We have our fair share of melodrama, emotions and food!! But we also grow up knowing that we have the most large hearted and loving families! Here are a few things you will totally relate to if you grew up in a Punjabi family!

1] You have at least one relative called Honey, Pinky, Tiny, Tony, Sunny, Bunny. Come on!

And they’re all in one way or another related to each other too. Mom’s side, dad’s side, doesn’t matter! 

2] You were always one of the chubbiest kids in class growing up! Aww *Pulls cheeks*

Arre, you are from a khaata peeta khaandaan. 

3] You absolutely love kadha parshaad!

It’s the actual reason you sat through that paath with your grand-mom. 

4] Waking up on sunday mornings as if a trained crashed inside your room ....

but realizing it was just the pressure cooker whistling with the yummy chole bhature you will get for brunch!

5] That guy whom you were sneekily looking at with coy smiles....

and your grandmother introduces him to you as your fathers sisters aunt's daughters son..WTF! damn you handsome!

6] And no meal EVER is complete without dessert.

Because even if you’re stuffed, dessert has a completely different compartment in your tummy! 

7] You know better than to think that any celebration can EVER be complete without a Patiala peg!

Or until someone decides to pass out. :-P 

Bollywood version of it isn't too far from reality. A punjabi household cannot and does not think beyond food. We live to eat. No exceptions. You also invariably find a Beiji (grandma) in whose eyes her puttar (son/grandson/generalisation for grandchildren) is perpetually malnourished and needs the entire society's monthly supply of food and sweets to look healthy. 

The drama doesn't end here, you do find aunties who gossip non stop about your family and end their casual banter with "chhado! Sanu ki?" (Leave it, how does it matter to us?) 

here and then, if you are a punjabi you will definitely relate to all these pointers and if not you will find another reason to laugh your TOOH off...

SOURCE : POPXO,LIVING WITH PUNJABIS

KEEP SMILING :)

FLY SOLO🐤

these eyes have seen so many tragedies
these ears have listened to so much bullshit
the skin has felt so much pain
the tongue has tasted its bitter enemies
the nose has smelt the fragrance of betrayal

yet this stupid crazy heart refutes to see the darkness
it still paints beautiful rainbows
riding unicorns and ignoring ones foes
keeping the charm intact despite all lows

people called her the storm
not the one whom you run from
but the one whom you chase
who is as difficult to solve as a maze

we all have stories to tell
and confessions to yell
some guilt which is as heavy as hell
with different DNA's we are born
but with same regret we are gone

the bird who dares to fall
is the one who learns to fly
dear brain, dont be afraid of being outnumbered
its the eagle who flies alone
being with no one is better than being with the wrong one
SOMETIMES THOSE WHO FLY SOLO HAVE THE STRONGEST WINGS.🍁