A New Beginning: If God was to be believed

A New Beginning: If God was to be believed: "“If God was to be believed” If things are just to be believed without any cynical idea attached to it, I doubt if we, as individuals will e..."

If God was to be believed

“If God was to be believed”

If things are just to be believed without any cynical idea attached to it, I doubt if we, as individuals will ever be able to agree with the concept that miracles happen or there is some super natural power or the attraction of the universe being true or perhaps just agreeable that the concept of GOD does exists. It just not means blindly doing what the sacred books say or following it to make sure that you are blessed with desires, which you feel only god can fulfill.

God just not lies in the holy book we keep safe and sacred; it’s the eternal beauty which lies in the little, unseen things which he gives us. It may sound hysterical or exaggerated to discuss the concept of God, but when I chose to write about it, the only person who came to my mind was my mother. It’s not always that we attempt to realize the importance of mothers in our lives; her value doesn’t only adhereto ‘mother’s day’ or when she cooks great food. It’s the warmth and the satisfaction I get when I tell her about how my day went, the apprehensions I have regarding my future, the insecurity I have when I realize that I am lagging behind somewhere, the fights with ‘Mah’ Girls (it refers to my best friends, an inside joke we share) and even the facebook gossips that can sometimes take a toll on your reputation.
When god thought that the population of the world will enormously grow with each second, he knew he can’t possibly manually be everywhere as the solution to their problems, and so he sent mothers to take care of their children because no matter if we agree or disagree, believe it or not, the answers to our questions, the decisions to be taken, the resolving of issues in our lives lies not only with going to the temple or the holy name we hum, but to the mothers who selflessly and generously forgive and preach us , teach about life lessons and become ourcritics and kind well-wishers.

If My mom was to read this article (which she will), I am sure she would say, “ Ab kya naya chaihiye?.”Probably that’s the essence of the mother-child relationship, the unconditional layers of unexpressed and un-heard words I share with her, which encouraged me to voice up my inner most gratitude for her.

18 November – My Mothers Birthday
This one’s for your Mom. I love you.

Coming back to my life in college, the exams have been postponed! YayYay..:-)

I think there’s a hell lot of time till I reach on for my books!

Ps- Happy Gurupurab to all.

A New Beginning....

A new beginning..

Umm..I have no clue what that is? , Perhaps, made me sit down and think that i should actually be here and write on. It’s may be the thought which struck me some time ago that I need to understand my other side better, which most of the time, is in some dreamy world, lost into some unimaginable planet and being unreal ( I somehow like it when I am all by myself and there is complete subtle ecstasy  inside me that no one can listen or see what I am feeling and doing). 

I think I am being too self engrossed into the fact which bothers everyone (my family and my friends at least) that what's next for me? I am not even close to the choices I have set for myself that I what I really want to do. It’s like this Million dollar question for the final year students..WHAT’S NEXT? Aren’t the exams enough right now to haunt you and give you sleepless night (That reminds me that the date sheet is out and my exams being in exactly 24 days ! ) it does hits me hard when I get rejections mails from companies( though its easy to believe that something’s even better is waiting for me, ITS NOT!)..It’s like the two minds are playing inside me with the one always trying to suppress the other. May be either of the one sought to whisper that I should try a hand on what is actually going inside you. !aha..Its sounds all psychic stuff but then it’s not always that you tend to go by the insight idea which you would otherwise ignore and put into the sub-conscious mind (sounds even more psycho now)..To a person like me who has always been agreeable to the idea of not posting the real side, it takes a great deal on coming up and getting my fingers set on the keyboard and my thoughts which are otherwise left to me and my lost world. I don’t know if it happens to all of us that sometimes you really would want to make an attempt to know yourself just to get that precise quantum of positivity  within yourself and perhaps that’s what got me on to this forum.

A typical life is a final year student in college (sometimes a school) really is dominant with the very notion of you better start preparing for 'Masters' or get a high profiled 'Job'. Sigh! It’s really not that easy when you just want to enjoy and have fun because duhh!! It’s the ‘Final year’! It starts on with the early morning class, which i everyday make it to just on time. Each morning when i enter through main gate it gives me that immense satisfaction about being here and being close to it now, the main corridor, classrooms, Cafe', lawns , the princi’s office( to which i happen to be a regular visitor in some recent times)..None the less...when you break the trends followed by seniors then u got to be ready to face the authorities.!A day besides classes (which we have to attend with the continuous motivation and force able deed, blink**, FINAL year)...Goes around with friends and each day seems to be a memory filling into the times spend where we just entered and happen to leave in some bit. 

In the thoughts of it, i sign off and would probably catch up on books now..

Cyaio... !!