HNY !!

Happy New Year, to everybody!
 God bless each and every one of you!
I hope that this year, you accomplish what you want and gain abundant happiness.
And, if there's anything I could do to help, feel free to lemme know.
Have a blessed year.
Much love xx

That's a Wrap!

Well, it's the last sunday of the year, and the last few days of the year.
Umm... 
Let's get down to a few things.

First off, I'd like to take the opportunity to thank all the people who are my ardent readers, and who keep asking me to put up a blog post every now and then.
I apologize for not being regular. That shall most certainly change as i've started bringing a routine into my life.

Secondly, I'd like to think about all the lessons i've learned over the past 12 months.
A few favourite lessons are:

"People are temporary, unless they make an effort to stay."
"You find people who feel like family, even though they're miles away."
And, my personal favourite, "C'est La Vie".

I've learned recently about my new found happiness, that doesn't rely or dwell with society rules.
And, my mother is very supportive of my decision of not conforming to these rules.
So, a hearty Thankyou goes out to my mum <3

I've learned that, sometimes, you have to walk away from certain things or people, just to know if they're actually worth waiting for.

Also, i've learned that not many people understand your dreams. 
Even if it's your bestfriend, they may just call it a preposterous idea, and get you to stop following it.
Don't!
Follow your dreams. In silence. Remember, tomorrow, that friend of yours may become a stranger, but if you pursue your dream, you're bound to be happier. 
Nothing comes without fear or lessons learned. So, always take your chances, no matter what the odds.
Cuz, what's a life worth living, if you're not really living life?


And, finally, don't let the opinion of others, hamper your lifestyle in any manner.
People talk, a lot. But, like they say, "don't lose your sleep, over the opinions of sheep."
Sparkle, and shine bright.
God bless you guys with abundant happiness!
Here's to 2014, for all the lessons learned.
And 2015, to accomplish something meaningful.
Till next year, folks!
Amen. cheers xxx

Freedom

“Freedom means the opportunity to be what we never thought we would be.”

-Daniel J. Boorstin

To many people, the word “freedom”,means so many different things.

As I looked around a room full of people, whilst chewing down  a delicious vanilla tea cake, I figured I’d step into their shoes, and look at freedom through their perspective.

Among the 4 chosen ones, I started with the eldest.

An old man, aged about 84, sat across from where I was, sipping on a hot cup of coffee. I looked at life, through his perspective. To him, freedom was getting out, in the real world. Freedom was getting the entire Sunday off, and being able to spend it with his Grandchildren. It was getting out of the old age home, experiencing simple joys of life, with a little different sort of happiness. Sharing icecream with his Grand children, Soaking in the sun, Walking in the park with them, watching them play. And, ending the day, with nothing more than a simple cup of hot coffee, and a heart filled with sheer content.

The second person I chose, was a lady in her mid-forty’s. She sat quietly in a corner, reading a romantic novel, while I tried making eye contact. I couldn’t help but imagine the kind of freedom she yearns for. To her, Freedom would mean, getting time after seeing  her children off. Kissing her husband Goodbye. Getting done with the household chores. Reading a book, going out shopping with her mates. Freedom, was being on her own, and cherishing precious moments, with herself.

The third living being I chose, was a dog. Dog, a man’s bestfriend. And, this one, sat by his blind master. To him, freedom meant long walks, guiding his master, spending time with him. Dogs really cherish being with humans. So, being a vital part in a human being’s life, is the kind of freedom, every dog yearns for. It’s their little paradise. This little German Shepard seemed very content sitting by his master, and chewing on an succulent bone.

The last one, was a pretty little girl, aged about five.

To her, freedom meant pretty bubbles, crayons, balloons, and her loving family. She scribbled on a blank piece of paper, with not a care in the world. To her, freedom was the way she lived. Not being restricted. She quite enjoyed being able to do what she liked. And, the smile that she gave to her parents, was priceless.

So, what does freedom mean to me?

With my birthday around the corner, I realize my teenage years are coming to an end. A sense of happiness followed by stark realization, sinks in. Being a teenager, gives you a right of passage, to do whatever you like( Atleast, that’s what everyone tells you!)

According to me, age doesn’t define your maturity level. But, it takes a lot of time, to actually get down to understanding that.

Freedom to me, is when I’m wise enough to know that I’m allowed to do something, but maturity kicks in, and allows me not to.

Freedom isn’t like a bird. It can’t sore high whenever it feels like. It can’t take flight, as and when it wishes to.

But freedom, is when you know, instinctively, that you’re ready to take flight. Freedom, is having full confidence in yourself, to take a chance, and make a step!

Freedom, is being yourself, without a care in the world. Freedom, is dressing up, the way you like.

Freedom, is accepting yourself the way you are, and loving it!

“Expose yourself  to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.”

Double crossed

Have you ever been backstabbed?
Well, with the latest trend of being "two - faced", i'm sure everyone reading this, might have been a victim, atleast once in the past.

I'd like for you to read the following story.

There was a foreigner. She shifted to India, and didn't have many friends.
She liked a boy, and she was very upfront about it. 
The boy was dating a pretty girl, and he thought it'd be fun, if his girlfriend, and his admirer became friends.
So, he introduced them to each other.
 Months passed by, and surprisingly these girls, became the best of friends. 
 The girl broke up with her boyfriend, yet continued being friends with his admirer.

The foreigner although, wasn't familiar with the "Best Friend Code", which stated that any ex of your bestfriend, is off limits.
She continued to like this boy, and hung out with him, knowing that her best friend would be uncomfortable with it.
But, the bestfriend was forgiving, and chose to turn away from the reality.

Years later, they were still thick friends.
The foreigner was still single, but the other girl found another suitable boy.
She planned out an entire future with him.
And, being the better friend that she is, she chose to introduce her bestfriend and boyfriend.

Months later, they drifted apart. She expected her friend to stand by her side, and be there for her.
But guess what she did?

She not only wasn't there for her friend, but, she started hanging out with her bestfriend's ex.  They started calling each other family. 
And the bestfriend was dumped, yet again

What do you make, out of all that ?
Double crossed, by the same girl. 
Like wow! 
Betrayal. 
The worst part about betrayal, is that it never comes from the people you think are your enemies.
I suppose people usually follow this quote that goes something like this :

"Intelligent people Ignore"

Well, i suppose it was hard for me to take it all in. 
Forgiving and ignoring might be the safest option.

 All i can say is, never trust a person of the same gender TOO much.
Yes, there can be a TOO much, sometimes.
#stay safe. Keep yourself safe. 
And, don't invest yourself too much into a person. 
 REMEMBER :

Mother Dearest!

 

They say that you choose your family, before you set foot into this world.

In that case, i am grateful for having the opportunity of choosing my parents!

Well, last year, this month, i lost my father.

My mom and i, felt rather cheated upon.

Yes, We've been through so many hurdles in the course of one year.

Not saying that people don't face challenges in their everyday life.

But how often does one recover from the loss of a loved one.

I look up to this woman, because everyday, i see her wake up, smile and put on a 

brave front!

I am proud of having the privilege to call her my mother.

For even in the darkest of moments, where no one could find hope,

or see even the faintest of light creeping in through the tiniest of

cassavas, she saw it, endured it, and made it more clear.

She is what I call A Warrior,A messiah, A beautiful soul.

Not many people know this, but i've been through a transition period.

I've matured over night, and alongside, as did my mother.

So, here's to beauty and brains, Courage and strength,

Brave and Bright!

Happy birthday,my Cheetah! 

I love you, forever and always!

Till the end of eternity!

God Bless you, for you deserve happiness to walk into your life.

I'm blessed to have you in my life,mom!

Love you xx   

Wellington Diaries

They say you mustn't let go of your roots, even when you let go off your past.
True! Your roots are what define you. And even when you choose to let go, it doesn't let go off you.

I have had a very interesting past, where i was born in a city, and shifted to a beautiful hill station. Well, the education out there was outstanding, and the blue skies... marvelous! 
 Growing up, i had always wondered how it'd be growing up in a city.. and voila! 
My family and i shifted to Bangalore!
We later on shifted to Pune.

Point being, when i went back to wellington, i hadn't realized where i was staying was such a "vacay" spot!
People from all over, came there, explored the place. And i merely sat and stared at the pedestrians passing by, lost in thought.
What is it about this place, that brings people here, from all parts of the world. 

It's only when i made a trip back home this June, i realized what i seeing wasn't what i had seen earlier.
This trip, i call the "Goodbye Trip".
When i lost my father, i swore to myself, that i would close wellington's chapter from my life once and for all.
And i told myself i'd never visit that place. But surprisingly i did!
And, it was one of the best trips ever!

I went back home, and i actually relived every single memory from my childhood. Visited all the places, and you wouldn't believe it. I had my whole "dramatic letting go" scene.
When i lost dad, i told myself, i would let go, only when i get my dramatic sunset on a hill scene. 
I suppose it was all God's plan. 
I couldn't thank my mum enough, for letting me go on my own, back to the place i grew up.
Thanks mom <3 for everything that you've done for me, even after daddy left.

So, this one is for Wellington. 
The place that reminds me of my father, my childhood, and a part of my previous life. 
 I hope to buy another place there, and visit more often. 
I thought i could let go, but maybe a part of me, doesn't really wish to!

To Serenity and Peace! Amen, Wellington! xx

Love,Just.

"Sometimes,when two people love each other,everything seems easy.
Life isn't all about that. It's way more complicated and so is love.
If you love someone dearly,you have to someday part.
Only to see if the love you share,will someday break all conflicts and bring you'll back together.
Cuz,at the end of the day,it's the bond that you share,that keeps you going,no matter the distance"

So,everyone feels that these relationships that last forever,have some element that keeps them bound together.
Well,i was living in that delusion as well!
All the people that fall into my age category,are or might have experienced love atleast once.
So,i asked my bestfriend the other day,"How have you sustained a good relationship with your boyfriend for 4 years,despite the distance?"
She replied saying,"Love isn't something that keeps you together. Yes,we do have our fair share of fights,but at the end of the day,it's the willingness to be with the person,that keeps us strong."

When she told me this,i got down to thinking.
Is it so ?
What is "love"?
Is it just a word,we give to something that you feel strongly towards a person?
Is it something that you name when you're willing to be there for a person?
Or is it affection?
What is it?
Cuz honestly,i love my cats! I really love them! But love has different meanings.
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I have friends who i treat like family. I love them as well. I fight with them as well.
Yes,we have our own opinions towards a billion things,and apparently,this is where the problem starts!

Opinions. 
When two dominating people come together,the relationship is hard to sustain. 
Because neither of them is willing to change.
It's tough,cuz you love this person,with all that you are. 
And the feelings are reciprocated.
But it's hard. 
No,it isn't wrong to believe in what you do.
But,people have to change. Not only because of/for  love.
But,because that's the way life is.
Change is constant. Doesn't mean you change people everyday,but you change yourself and live peacefully.

Remember,change is constant. Even if you have two dominating people,both must change.
Love is eternal,not something that is conditional.
Don't confuse life with all of this. 
Life gets in the way of love and vice versa.