Growing Up

Growing up is an inevitable part of the endless circle of life. Even though we'd all like to claim that we're still kids at heart,no matter what our age is,lets face it guys,we  have to mature at some point.(or maybe not :P )
So recently,I went about asking random people what growing up meant to them and got a couple of interesting responses.

1."Growing up is being able to watch A-rated and uncensored movies.Something that I longed to do as a teen"-Probably the most cliche answer one could give,I thought.

2."Growing up is getting lesser hours of sleep,and getting hit by insomnia more often"-this person is definitely a workaholic :P

3."Growing up is replacing good old cartoons like Flinstones or Jetsons with shows like Game Of Thrones and Suits"-gosh,I really miss those.

4."Growing up is getting more conscious of your physical appearance,something that we were least bothered about as a kids"-very true

5."Growing up is eating less candy and drinking more coffee"-couldn't agree more

6."Growing up is more gaming,especially FIFA"-thanks for letting me know,my aversion towards FIFA keeps increasing by the day.

7."Growing up is hating pants"-this guy won me over,by far my favourite response,hahah!

Have a good day :D

Broken

We are all helpless, shattered souls, living in a world of misery.
 More often than not, we don't know who we are or the purpose of our existence.
 We recognize ourselves based on the opinion of our peers and family.
 We begin to lose our self-identity and self-worth.
How important is it to appear in the good books of others?
To be approved by Society?
Why is it that we lose our inner soul to people who claim to be our so called 'soul mates'?
 No one knows what one is like from within. Everyone is flawed.
We have no right to judge why people act the way they do, for there is a reason behind everything. Even though it might be unknown to the rest of the world.
 Circumstances force us to change and make us people we don't want to be.
Who would have imagined  a day like this would come.
A day where confessing seems to be the only outlet to get rid of this horrible, tormenting feeling.

On RAPES AND MORE..

                                           

We live in a so called ‘democracy’ where everyone is given a chance of  expressing their views and opinions ,yet none of it is actually taken into consideration or spurred  into action.We live in a society which is so unsafe for women that even stepping out of the house now seems like an extensive task.We live in a country so rich in tradition, where women are deemed to be ‘goddesses’ but in reality are not given the respect they deserve.We live in a world filled with hypocrites.

The recent rapes have created a surge of panic throughout the country but nothing has been done so far.To say the least,all the hype lasts only for a week after which it vanishes and we forget about the entire incident,or rather try to.And the families of the victims enter a never-ending cycle of striving for justice.(Sadly the case in India)

We have become so accustomed to the word ‘rape’ that whenever we read any article in the newspaper regarding it,we turn insensitive.Psychologists term this as ‘narcotisation’-wherein a  heavy dosage of negative news such as rapes or robberies portrayed on the front page of papers make users immune to the shock of such deviant action by wrong doers.It’s not that we don’t care,it’s just that we know we are helpless and can’t do anything about it. Campaigns are held after every heinous crime committed,but honestly speaking,what good does it do?Probably creates more awareness ,that’s all.It is extremely frustrating how everyone is so  easily let out on bail,irrespective of the  intensity of the crime committed.When will things change?When will we get answers?No one knows.

As unlikely as this might  sound,I just hope to see a brighter,happier future with a reduction in crime rate.I have nothing more to say.

This is a beautiful short film that I think everyone must watch.

Putting the jigsaw pieces back together

Being 'content'. The word has different connotations for different people. We are so occupied with our lives,so overpowered by ambition that we forget how to live. We lose opportunities and try to gain them back. We enter a constant cycle of struggle.Life is a series of journeys,they say. We are always trying to get somewhere ,without knowing what we really desire. But how many of us are actually happy during the transition period?How many of us have 'been there' and 'done that' when we really wanted to?

And then one fine day...

The scattered jigsaw puzzle falls back in place. The shattered pieces of glass are glued back together. The black clouds finally fade , giving way to a ray of light. You have just found a prudent solution to the major identity crisis you've been dealing with for several years. Monday morning blues cease to exist because you completely adore your work. Your 'monotonous' routine is now replaced by 'adventurous'. You are no more conscious of what people think about you.You have found a purpose and direction and the world seems like a far better place. You sleep well at night and have dreams that brighten up your day. The little things in life bring you immense joy. For instance,finding an unexpected piece of cake in your fridge.
Serendipity. Bliss. These are words that govern your life now.

If this is the case, you, dear reader,  are in the process of pursuing happiness. And if not,you need to find a way of getting there real soon.
Dare to dream and face reality,because no one can build your story but you, yourself. So you might as well build a good one.

-Varuna