Hope

Ever thought, what is that one thing that keeps you going?

HOPE is the answer. Hope for a better job, life, future, etc. For Shakespeare, hope is the medicine of the miserable, for some a species of happiness, for some grief's best music, for some life is meaningless without hope and for some like a friend of mine hope is a BITCH!

So is hope a bitch or life does not make sense without hope? Being a combination of a pessimist and an optimist (I am still wondering to which school I belong), I would not agree to both the arguments. It is not that life does not make sense without hope, because hope itself is devoid of any logic. It is basically your unfulfilled want, however impractical it may sound. People might think hope is a bitch as in the case of this friend cause they think they have been alluded by hope. But come to think of it does hope abandon you or you abandon hope? I think its more of the later than of the former. They stop believing in hope and hence think it is deceitful.

Though hope lacks logic, it is the single thing that keeps us going. Think of a guy who was not as blessed as you and me are and has to study under street lights. Why does he do that? He hopes to change his current situation. For a mother, her children are a ray of hope. They bring glory to her. They achieve what she could not and that is how she chooses to devote her life for them. I would say hope is a passage to happiness. And to be happy, you have to believe you will be happy and its hope that makes you believe you can be happy. So hope keeps you going. You have to believe some day tables will turn and your efforts will bear fruit. After all success comes to them who are patient and are ofcourse are hopeful of success!

Women's Day

I somehow don't appreciate the idea of having a separate day as 'Women's Day'. Everyday is a woman's day. Think of your mother, your sister, your daughter. Their love is unconditional and not conditional as in the case of a wife, as many husbands would want to think.

Having said that, I felt nice when all the ladies in the institute got flowers from the faculty. I would never forget what the prof told me, 'Make your mother proud of you!' Point noted Sir! My actions, inactions, thoughts would be such that she would always hold her head high in pride.

Happy Women's Day, Aaee!

Ainwahi...

I know I do this 10 times a year.. I start blogging. Then I stop blogging... then i start 'afresh'... then the start is aborted by some assignment.

I get it. I get it. I need to show 'some character.' But what do I do of those overflowing assignments? Every professor thinks we just have only his subject to study! Coming to showing some character, I have been completing my assignments on time and it irritates me if some sub-standard work comes to the table. Why cant people act more responsibly, is what I always wonder. However, who am I to judge? Is it people's fault that I am very very serious and possessive about the work I do? Is it their fault, that they tend to find a leeway always? NO! Its my fault! I dont understand them.

I know I know, my tolerance levels are coming down.

Sorry bloggie to use you as punching bag! I will not say I ll promise to come back soon, coz from your past experiences I have never been able to keep my promises. I reiterate I need to show 'some character'.

PS: I take this golden opportunity to thank those friends who are the victims of my incessant rants.

Blah!

Nor do I like staying at home, nor do I like going to the institute! Kya hoga mera!

Lets start afresh!

Alright! This is an abrupt start.

I don't know why I stopped blogging! Probably I wasn't able to come up with something new... Lack of Creativity, as they say! Or was I not thinking enough or even if I was, I wasn't courageous enough to pen them down.

So here am I starting from scratch all over again. A lot has changed in this one year. I have up finally after a lot of deliberation taken up a full time MBA course. IIMs? Nah! Just a dream now, which did not materialize. Reasons? I can give a lot of them if you like, but I am admitting I was lazy and I repent taking things lightly. Anyway, all things said and done, MBA is a good value addition, but should be done and used wisely. More on that later.

New life, new beginning and the first semester will end in another 4-5 weeks. The journey has been good so far, but there is a striking change in me. For the first time in my life I am coming across as a person who is reserved, who is too engrossed in herself, blah! blah! Basically in a nut shell 'an introvert'. Is this what change did to me? Nah! I guess I chose it that way. Its good to be a little serious about life.

I perhaps don't know where this new life per se will lead me because my decision was more of instinctive than conscious. I am sure of one thing though! I ll make something constructive out of it and make this life count!

This shall too pass away...

What do you do when your world, which was perfect a while ago comes down crashing like a pack of cards? You start getting a feeling,' This is the end of me. I can't go any further. I have given up.' You get up from sleep with a start, when you see a dark tunnel with no light at the end of it. Life is so fickle. It tricks you, when you have least expected it.

Let me tell you a story.

Once a Monarch called upon his wisemen and asked them, 'Is there any Mantra or suggestion, which works in joy and sorrow, in defeat and victory alike? All the wisemen were confused, except for an old man who gave the Monarch a piece of folded paper with a condition that it must be opened only in the time extreme danger i.e. when the King feels he has ran out of solutions. The Monarch puts the paper under his daimond ring. Days pass and the neigbouring Kingdom attacks and the King loses and runs for his life all alone. Suddenly he finds himself at the end of the road. With a deep valley ahead and the sound of the horses approaching, he was sure that his end had dawned. The Monarch becomes restless. Then he remembers the folded paper given to him by the old man. He opens it and reads. The paper bears,'THIS DAY SHALL TOO PASS AWAY.' He reads it again and again. He realises that a few days ago he enjoyed all the pleasures of the world. And today he has nothing with him. Just like the days of luxuries the day of danger will pass away too. A calm comes to his face. After a few minutes, the noise of the horses receeds. He realises they have moved into some other part. The brave Monarch reorganises his army, fights back and reconquers his Kingdom.

The King did not give up. He conquered the darkest period of his life because he believed in himself. Had he jumped off the cliff he would have never got his Kingdom back. So my friend when faced with such a situation, the key lies in picking up the broken pieces and starting afresh with whatever little you have got. You are just a witness of change. Experience it, understand it and enjoy the present moment- as this shall too pass away. Ensure that every change whether good or bad leaves you stronger.

Whatever may be the obstacles in your life, however big, medium, small they may be, they will pass one day and you will come out more confident, mature and shinning.