Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Flash Fiction : Young Love

They both were lost in the crowded street of this familiar city - The Bazaar.Wandering aimlessly like young teenagers on the streets, they spent hours walking across the yelling shop vendors, inhaling the aroma of freshly ripen fruits and taking in the essence of the history of the bygone era.They saw a wide road ahead of them buzzing with traffic. 

He took her hand and interlocked her fingers firmly with his and walked down the road. She could feel the adrenaline in the veins under her skin. It was a little more of a PDA that she wasn't used to but she didn't pull away. It felt just so right, she felt so safe, so loved that now she believed that their force was enough to conquer the world.

It struck her like a bolt of lightning that he was the person that she could hold hands in public and the crowd won't matter to him. That he was the person who would crack funny jokes to make her laugh. That he was the person you could rest your head on his shoulder when she was tired. That he was the person who won't care about him but her.

But she couldn't stay in her fairy tale for long. She woke up with the sunlight radiating on her face with smeared makeup. Such a vivid dream, it was. Or was it?

Similar post: Taste of Rain

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Friday, 24 October 2014

Are emoticons replacing emotions?

I just received a text from my dorm mate who lives next to my room asking me if I will go for dinner in the mess.

I also received a happy birthday text from my cousin at 12 on my birthday this year.

and this my dear friend does not amuse me.

Lets be honest for a minute or until you have read this post. How many of us sends birthday wishes or festive greetings on Facebook, text message or whatsapp? Most importantly, how many of us use mobile phones or a laptop to communicate with the people in the same house? Now that is insane!

Sometimes there are good reasons to use this method of communication. If you text or email, you have a better chance of remembering to perform a certain task and whose face doesn't light up when they can re-read those mushy conversation with their loved one time and again? but there are somethings that you need to talk face-to-face and we simply don't.

Are we being too addicted with the social media?

If we are then we are totally missing the point of why they were created in the first place.

However we may deny it,nothing can replace a verbal communication than a nor verbal one. But why are we running away from real conversation? Why do we tend to take the easier way out and text someone rather than calling them or meeting them?

I think it is partly because of the busy life everyone has these days or they like to call themselves busy, that is. It is much easier to text a message than call and have to make a small talk.

It is easier to reply to a message than a phone call.

We don't want to invest our time to have a proper heart to heart talk with our loved ones and instead exchange a line or two than participate in a meaningful debate.

While this is easier, we tend to miss out on so many things than we realize. The warmth, the conversation, it all goes so deep from here.

"We are creating a world that is replacing emotions with emoticons"

The next time you want to tell someone something. Stop! Don't whatsapp him/her. Pick up the phone and call.

Sometimes it is better to hear a human voice rather than the ping of the phone.

Sometimes it is better to hear the laugh of someone rather than see a yellow face who seems to laugh in the text message as an emoticon.

Also read: How I lived without my phone for a day and interacted with real people

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Monday, 13 October 2014

Dreams won't come true unless you WORK

When you listen to a motivational speech or read a self-help book, you would often find phrases like -

"Follow your dreams"

"Dream big"

"Don't stop dreaming until it comes true"

I find these sentences incomplete. I strongly believe that "Dreams won't work unless you do". Most of us get so busy in dreaming our future lives that we often forget that we would have to work hard to achieve what we are dreaming about.

Have you ever caught yourself daydreaming?

Lets be honest here for a minute,

Do you just make plans for the future?


Bring those plans into action to reach one step closer to your goal?

Most importantly are you a DREAMER or a DO-ER?

The dreamers stare at the sky busy creating their future plans and goals while wearing rosy tinted glasses. They talk about it endlessly, with their best friend or their mother and make vision boards which makes them feel good about themselves.

While this helps in keeping people on track and remind them back and again about their goals when things go downhill, they become so occupied in their own world  that they fail to realize : "dreams don't come true just because you dream them."

You have to get your lazy ass out of your bed and your mind away from wandering again. You need to work hard and not get carried away again. You need to know the importance of time and forget what procrastination is.

Because while you're here making your vision board as pretty as possible and then watching T.V because you feel that you're now tired of too much work, there is someone out there in the world who is working that extra hour to improve on their skills.

Because while you're here laying down on the grass spending hours contemplating life, there is someone who is burning the midnight oil and working hard.

Because while you're here bragging about your goals to your mates in the bar and sipping cocktails, there is someone who is having a productive conversation and increasing their network.

I'll ask you the same question yet again: Are you a dreamer or a doer? 

It's hard work that creates change. It's the hard work that make things happen.

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Saturday, 4 October 2014

An open letter to my father on his birthday

Today on your birthday, I take this opportunity to write a letter to you and express how much I truly love you although i may not be able to express all of my  emotions into words.

You have always narrated me the stories of how you and mom used to sit at the extreme corners of the bed while teaching me  to walk.

 Maybe that is when I should start the journey with? or maybe the photograph that is currently flashing before my eyes of you and I on the hospital bed just when I was born, where you look handsome as always and I look like a deformed potato.

It has almost been 19 years since I have known you. A father is said to be the first man in a daughters life, the first man to show her what love is. He is her superhero, her king. He makes a huge impact on her daughters life and i'm thankful that you made a positive one on mine.

Image courtesy: Pascal Campion
From teaching me how to walk, to teaching me how to deal with life, you have always taught me how to stand on my feet. You not only protected me but also taught me how to defend myself when you're not around although I'm still in my learning process. I fail to imagine a life without you. This is something no matter how much I mature, won't change.

You have always been there whenever I needed you or even when I don't. You always stood besides me, smiling proudly and making me feel good about myself. You were always there as a father, as a best friend with whom I can confide almost everything- my fears, my mistakes, my successes, my failures and you always listened and guided me while dancing in my joys and being a pillar of support in my hard times.

You were the one who introduced me into the world of books, one book at a time. Making reading a habit. While at first you brought books for me according to my age, I slowly started developing my own taste and style and got into the world of literature which ultimately brings me here in the world of blogging where too you have been my constant motivator and as well as a critic.

You have absolutely no idea how much I appreciate the life lessons you teach me on our road trips or how much I value it. You also have no idea how grateful I'm to have a father like you and my feelings of love for you is practically immeasurable.

As much as I want to thank you, I also want to apologize. I know I have been tough to handle. I have snapped back at you on various occasions but trust me I never wanted to hurt you. I always want to make you proud. Whether it is my small achievements, my academic performances, me as a human or doing something BIG in life. I want you to be present in of this.

Tears roll down my cheeks as I write this tonight.I hope you understand how important you are to me and how much I love you. To the infinity and beyond, but even that would be a smaller term to define.

I'll wait for you to correct my mistakes before you hug me. I know you will.

Happy Birthday pavazui.

I'll always be your little princess.

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Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Positivity And Gratitude

I clicked this photograph a couple of hours back. When I transferred this photograph from my camera to my laptop, I had a chance to look at it more closely and what I realized was something unexpected. Since then when ever I see this photograph, it fills me with a deeper sense of bliss and gratitude.

 I feel blessed and content which in turn makes me a positive and a happier person.

I reached back home last night after 1.5 months away in the university and I'm the happiest being on this planet right now to finally be back home even if it is for a week. It is a huge sigh of relief. I was terribly home sick and craved the food that my mother makes. 

Have you felt this intense feeling of home sickness?

Talking about gratitude, in this photograph, there are books and my dog Scruffy, both of them are something that I love and it just made me realize how grateful I'm to have such things in life.

Then I looked at my life and saw all the wonderful things happening around me which go unnoticed because I look at the negative aspects. I then made a list of the things that i'm grateful of:

1. My parents who love me so much and I'm so blessed to have them. Who put me before anything else and how their life and mood completely depends on my life. The amount of sacrifice they do just because of me is incredible. I don't really know how would I ever be able to repay them back. I guess, there is just no comparison.

2. My amazing dog Scruffy whom I love to bits. The way he welcomes me to his kisses and cuddles. It is a true saying- "No one can love you the way a dog does."

3. I used to rant about how my phone doesn't stop ringing. I have deactivated accounts, blocked people, ignored messages and calls but who gets this amount of love? I don't understand why wasn't I allowing people to love me? They like me and care for me and here I was , not responding to their messages. I'm grateful for the amount of love I receive from my fellow mates.

4. My home, my room, my space, my belongings. The ability to call a place my own even though I live in a dorm most of the time. At least I know that miles away, there is my home where my family is waiting for me to make them proud.

....and the list goes on. Writing this has made me emotional and maybe I should stop as of now.

But you have to remember that there is something good always happening in your life and there would be always something that you're thankful for. You just need to look it at from an another point of view.

What are you grateful for today? :)

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Thursday, 18 September 2014

How I changed the way I write my "to-do" list

"People often underestimate what they can do in life and overestimate how much they can do in a day".

Do you have those days when you feel that you have so much things to do but not enough time?

Those days when your mind is reminding you time and again about all the stuff that needs to get done and you just can't keep up with the speed of time?

I feel this way right now.

It's been a month since university started. Classes from 9-5 six days a week, weekly assignments, projects, seminars, presentations and monthly exams. This is overwhelming and wait...I have just stated the academics part. Life has so much more than this.

So I decided to manage my time effectively and start writing a to-do list.

It backfired for like two weeks.

Do you write a to-do list anyhow, whether in the old school paper and a pen way or the modern application-on-my-phone way? If you ever had the experience writing it, you know how much it overwhelms you. It does feel good penning it all down on the paper out of your mind but when you see a long never ending list of tasks to complete in a single day, it stresses you out. You would feel that there are constantly more items adding to the list than the items striking out. This my dear friend, is not really working according to human psychology.

What did I do?

After a lot of trial and error, reading from various websites and recollecting from what I learned in various self-help books and knowing my strengths, weakness and the way I work, I came up with the following tips to write the perfect "to-do" list that would work and make me more productive.

1. Make separate lists:
As I told you,looking at the never ending lists of tasks to accomplish overwhelms you instantly and lowers your self-confidence. I overcame this by making different lists for university,personal life, blogging etc and categorizing helped me grouped various items together hence also it prevented the tasks from mixing it all up.

2. Be realistic:
You read the quotation in the very first line? I read it somewhere and I couldn't agree more. We overestimate what we could do in 24 hours. We add more tasks that we can handle, estimate the time wrongly it would take and so on. We need to stop lying to ourselves and be realistic so that we could have a smarter plan and a strategy to make it work.

3. Prioritize: 
Some tasks are more important than others. Some are more urgent than others. Some are dependent on other tasks. It is very important to prioritize the tasks so we know what to do first and which can go to the other day as well without any further problems. As said by Brian Tracy, "Eat the ugliest frog first so that you don't have anything to stress further".

Although I won't say that I could still complete my entire to-do list but using these three techniques it definitely has improved my productivity to a larger extend and if you still have to reschedule the task to the next day, it is okay. Time and practice would change that as well.

Do you write a "to-do" list? What stories do you have to tell?

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Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Week 1 - Part 7 (Game of Blogs)

Team Blog-o-holics entry 7, week 1

Read the previous entry by Sumi here

"Where is mumma?" asked Roohi for the nth time with tears in her eyes, but Shekhar couldn't reply anything else except that she would be here soon.  Roohi knew it was a lie. She has heard this since the past three days. She was scared. She started making "what-if" stories in her head, which frightened her even more. Her eyes swelled and she refused to eat.

She remembered the last time she saw her while she dragged her to the school. At that time,she was scared of her knowing that she forgot to do her homework. Some situations are less frightening when you look at them after they pass because now Roohi secretly prayed to god that she would do her homework every single day when her mother comes back. "Please god, let mumma come back home soon. I promise, I'll do my homework every day." She repeated several times a day. She even blamed herself once thinking the teacher told Tara about her notorious deeds in the class and it might be possible that she is punishing her. Whatever it was, the naughty happy-go-lucky Roohi who flaunted her frilly frocks now stayed locked in her room and stayed grumpy.

Shekhar never thought that the absence of Tara would affect Roohi to such an extent. Being a workaholic Tara was, she never devoted much time to her rather than dropping her to school or making her delicious meals at night. It was he who stayed at home and takes care of the home and their daughter. He did mind the gender swap in their roles but he did grew accustomed to it but when he saw Roohi acting this way, it pinched him more. The fire of jealousy in him, which he tamed for so long tried to come back. The flames slowly engulfed him, but he took himself in control and focused on Roohi whom he loved so much.

Shekhar kissed her on the forehead and told her that everything is just going to be just fine and that mumma would be here soon. He gently tucked her in the comfort of her favorite cozy soft pink blanket and started reciting her a bedtime story like every night but Roohi wasn't sleeping tonight. She had so many questions that remained unanswered, the fright in her eyes stayed her wide awake unable to get to to the realm of fairytales. "Why isn't reality like fairytales?" she thought. "Sleep now!" said Shekhar and Roohi immediately shut her eyes.

After a while, she was successful in pretending that she fell asleep and Shekhar left her room. She peeped from under the blanket and watched him leave. She then slowly tiptoed across the room and held the photograph of last summer where she went to Disneyland with her parents. She quietly went back to bed and hugged the photograph. 

Roohi wasn't sleeping. At least not tonight.

“Me and my team are participating in ‘Game Of Blogs’ at #CelebrateBlogging with us.

Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Book lover? Here are 10 things you could relate to

1. You care for the characters in the book:
No matter how much I tell myself that this is not real life, this is fiction and I should probably stop stressing about the situation they're in, it doesn't help. Whenever I read a book, even after I finish reading it, I will probably still think over the plot and the characters asking myself questions like: "why such bad things happen to good people?" or "go, go, tell her that you love her. Why aren't you?" because for me, they're real people. Don't you dare tell me that they aren't.

2. You hate movies based on books:
Because real talk. Let us just admit that those movies are no where near the book. It lost it's magic, lost more than half of the plot, lost the emotions and the feelings and the characters are not the images that you built up in your head.

3. You lose sleep:
Or skip your meal or both because you just want to read one more page and one more after till you complete the novel. You just can't keep the book down.

4. You don't loan out your books:
Who else can take care of your books like you do? You're also convinced that there are high chances that you won't get your book back and there is no way in the world that you're sharing the love of your life with anyone. You wished you could but you have lost a lot of books in this process and you don't want to experiment it further. 

5. Your friends know what to gift you at birthdays:
They know. They understand. They don't have to stress and worry about whether you would like the gift or not. A gift voucher of a bookstore and you're a happy man.

6. You love the smell of books:
Preferably older books. That musky smell has the power to turn you on. Why isn't this fragrance stored in a bottle yet? Somebody, please fund this idea.

7. Your room is full of books everywhere:
Buying books makes you ecstatic so you have an never ending supply of books that ultimately makes way into the bookshelves in your room which now also seems less. You need more shelves because there is no such thing as too many books.

8. E-books? Nah.
You hate e-books. Nothing and I repeat, nothing beats the joy of reading a paper book and enjoying the smell of the books. All you kindle lovers, do not argue.

9. You get annoyed when anyone tries to talk to you while you're reading:
That is rude. So rude. As rude as when someone tries to talk to you while you have headphones on. Can't they see that you're in an another world? So you look at them with sheer annoyance and hope they would quietly go away.

10. You love rain:
It is a perfect excuse to curl up under the blanket besides the window with a cup of hot coffee and a book. Ah! The bliss.


Are there any more things that you experience as a book reader and a lover? Share with me in the comments below! :)

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Monday, 1 September 2014

Saying "I'm fine" when you're not

There are some days in life when we don’t feel in our best of spirits. We feel let down, demotivated and alone but when someone asks us “how’re you?” We reply,

“I’m fine. What about you?”

How many times have we said the same without meaning it?

Why don’t we admit that we’re not fine and could really use a hug right now from someone who could listen and genuinely care?

Why do we try to conceal the fact that we’re humans too and we feel emotions which are sometimes not positive?

We always try to portray only the best version of ourselves to the society that we live in. We want to appear as strong individuals and make people feel that we could take up on any situation thrown at us.

But only you know how you feel and how much it deeply hurts.

The worst thing about acting strong is you don't get to express your inner feelings. You can't admit that something is affecting you and you just can't handle such strong waves of mixed emotions. So you live in DENIAL and day by day, the overload increases and ultimately it weighs you down, crushing your soul into pieces and leaving you numb.

But why do we have to lie?

If you ask me, I believe that the question "How are you? has become a greeting like "Hello". In many instances the questioner's facial expressions or tone of voice tells us that they don't have the time to hear how we truly feel and are least interested, thus we say "fine". Also we maintain an unsaid social hierarchy all the time and the people who don’t fit into the top levels are not supposed to know how we do feel. That is the masks we all wear.

So when we say that we are fine, we are expressing a socially normal response. We are supposed to be okay, so we will say so in order to move on to the next topic to talk about, to divert from the feelings that we truly feel just to be at the safer side away from the cross questioning or the judgmental eyes of many.

Even after all this, we ask them the same question.

Are we concerned about them? 

Maybe. Maybe not.

but we still ask out of general politeness and courtesy with the same tone as they asked us in the first place....

..and they reply back with, "I'm fine too".

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Sunday, 24 August 2014

Lessons I learned in the freshman year of college


Today I complete the first week of my sophomore year. Yes, it was STRESSFUL. Do I miss the freshman year of my college? To be honest, I have bittersweet memories attached to the last year but I have grown a bit wiser and mature. Here are a few things I learned and some tips for freshers:

1. No one cares who you were in school:

Maybe you would have been the topper of your school or perhaps the queen bee but no one really cares about it except you. You're now a blank canvas and have the full control on how to paint the picture.

2. You're going to lose your old friends:

Not all of your friends from school is going to enroll in the same college as yours and while you promised to stay in touch with them irrespective of the distance, you will lose touch and ultimately lose them. People come and people go and new people would arrive in your life and you would have someone to let all your secrets out at 3 am or just watching the stars shine up in the sky while contemplating life.

3. The friends you make in the beginning might not last till the end:

You're going to meet a bunch of cool people in your first semester and this does not guarantee you that you're still going to talk to them in the semesters to come. The college campus is huge and students are much more diverse and maintaining your social life can get tough.

4. You need different kind of friends:

I have my batch friends, photography enthusiasts friends, literature lover friends, 4 am friends, roommate friends, class and/or hostel acquaintances and I have realized that you need all of them to survive. Everyone has different priorities and schedules and having a large network of diverse people to connect with can be helpful. Psttt.. sometimes even overwhelming.

5. Not everyone will like you and that is okay:

You just CANNOT please everybody. There would be times when you will offend someone by refusing an invitation but only you know how tired you get by the end of the week. There would be girls who would envy you and guys who would backbite about you just because you did turned down his romantic proposal. It's okay. At the end of the day, the one person whom you should really like is yourself. The real friendships would find their way into your life despite all the obstacles.

6. You have to learn to do your chores on your own:

Your dad is not here to wake you up early for your classes nor your mom is here who is going to take care of you while you're sick. No one will bother to care about how well you're doing or simply if you're fine or not. So stop being a princess and take responsibility of your own life.

7. Study hard and go to classes:

I have missed so many classes in the first year due to my damn too many extra circular activities. While it is good to get some professional and life experiences, not working smart enough can really affect your grades. I met so many people, got involved in so many activities that I made studying my last priority and I suffered. So involve in such things only if you can juggle your social life, work, studies and your peace of mind all at the same time.

8. You will feel homesick and lost:

Living miles away from home and out of your comfort zone where there is no one to guide you, at some point of time you will feel lost and homesick. You will miss the delicious meal cooked by your mum and bear hugs from dad and also wet kisses from your dog and it is okay. You're not alone. Everyone goes through this. Call your parents, let them know how grateful you're to have them, take a break and get back to action.

9. You will wait for weekends but not for partying:

College life seems so interesting and exciting on the big screen with parties every weekend, hooking up with some random guy on the street but welcome to real life baby. I wait for weekends because I get so exhausted physically, emotionally and mentally by the end of the week that I need a break. Most of my Sundays are spent by waking up at noon, giving myself some me time, binge eat pizzas and chocolates and reflect on the week gone by.

10. Your body and mind health is so important:

Nothing can be at peace if you aren't at peace with yourself. Start taking care of yourself. Have meals on time. Don't drink caffeine at the night of an exam. Don't pull all nighters. Just take care of yourself and do everything in your power to keep yourself happy.

The transition from high school to college is huge. You realize that the world is a cruel place to be in and humans are the worst enemies of humans. Once you step out in the real world, challenges doesn't stop coming in but it would make you better each day. The speed of your maturity will increase at a faster rate and looking back you will be a different person that what you were when you first entered college.

Gear up, these days will pass sooner than you think. one year down. Three more to go. Fasten your seat belts and enjoy the ride!

Also read: Lessons I learned in the sophomore year of college

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Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Nature in PICTURES

What makes you happy?

Is it the first break of dawn when you're ready to start the day?


Is it the moment when you discover the beauty of nature while strolling around?


Is it the view you see in your garden when an insect sits on a flower?


Is it the bird you see looking up at the sky screaming you to dream higher?


Is it the mother's affection you see on the streets which is not limited only to humans?


Is it the first few drops of rain while you're struck in a traffic jam?


Is it the sky that roars and shines?


Is it the view of the night sky while you try falling back to sleep ready to take the challenges of the next day?


Happy World Photography Day everyone!
 (Related : Date a girl who takes photographs

This is just a post to celebrate this day and show that nature is indeed beautiful and it can make us happy if we do look at it from an another angle. I'm an amateur photographer and all the photographs in this post are clicked by myself. Although now photography has become secondary while I blog and have my college classes, I would still love to explore more about clicking photographs. Till then, I'm really happy with my blogging world <3

Click pictures, capture memories, discover beauty!

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Tuesday, 12 August 2014

Cherishing the PRESENT: Lets live in the moment

We humans are weird. We tend to search and look for things that makes us rethink everything about life and then lose our moment of happiness. One such reason is longing for the past or being afraid of the future.

We have quite forgotten how to live in the present without letting our mind drift off to an another time frame.

I was struggling with this right now before it struck me and I decided writing it. I was constantly being reminded by my brain that I'm leaving for college next week. Hence I was wasting the one week I already have also which is inevitable by focusing on what the future holds for me rather than enjoying and cherishing these days.

We tend to look back and yearn for the days gone by, trying to get one last chance to say or do things that we haven't while we had the chance. We go into nostalgia and reminisce. We replay all the scenes in our head and think about what could have we said or done if you were there now.

We get so caught up in the past because we did not allow to live those pasts when they were our presents. 

We also seem to look and figure out what lies ahead of us, the future. We're scared of what it holds for us.  The worst part of living in the past or the future is that we lose the power of controlling the present and creating the future. We lose the ability to create the future that we have been stressing over. The past is gone, the future hasn't arrived yet. The only place where we could take an action is the present.

If you aren't living in the moment, you're living an illusion.

Living in the moment means doing or feeling or seeing something what is right in front of you, in your surroundings. The most important thing is to let yourself experience everything, the good, the bad and the ugly and once you have experience it, you let it pass. We must feel the presence of the moment otherwise it will haunt us and would make us live life with regrets.

Lets live in the current frame of time and feel the cool breeze and smell the fragrant flowers because what is life full of care if you have no time to stand and stare.

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Friday, 8 August 2014

The masks we all wear

We wear it when we are out with people to be acceptable and loved in the society.

We wear it among our loved ones because we don't want to hurt them.

We change it all the time according to the situations.

Our Facebook profiles tell others that we are happier than we actually are.
Our Twitter feed tells that we are smarter and funnier than we are.
Our Instagram pictures makes us seem flawless but we aren't perfect.

We're humans. We have flaws. We have our opinions.

It's the masks we wear that conceals our true identity in front of others.

How much I would like to say "Stop trying to hit on me, I'm not going out with you."


"Would you actually stop acting sweet? I'm not interested in you"


"You did not listen to me what I told you the other day, now face the consequences."


"The dish you cooked was horrible"


"I don't like spending time with you. Stop messaging me!"


"I'm not fine. Please stay with me and listen to what I have to say" and stop faking a smile.

but I don't. We all don't. Partially because we try to fit in the crowd and mostly because we don't want to hurt their feelings. So we keep lying, keep trying to convince people that we have the same interest and keep trying to portray the best version of ourselves. We keep them away from the judgement of ourselves.

Most of the times we won't even realize the mask is there.

Who are you when no one is watching? Does your private and public personas match?

Should we take it off?

You wear masks. I wear masks. We all wear masks at some point of time. The question arises is when should we take off our masks?

Imagine there are two people, Lisa and Matthew who are in a relationship. They have been wearing masks all the time in front of each other to please the other one. Do you think they have fallen in love with the other half actual self?  It's a lie.

Now what if, one cheated on the other?

The betrayal hurts because he/she cheated. It hurts more because you couldn't believe the person had an unknown face that you had never seen. It hurts more because the mask has finally come off.

We all need someone who could accept and love the way we are with our naked soul...

...and that is why I strongly believe we shouldn't wear it with the people we love.

It will someday.

The mask would come off.

It's hard to run away from our inner self time and again. To run away and live in the shadows.

In the end we all yearn to be accepted and love for who we are.


Which mask are you wearing right now?

What are you hiding?

I want to know you and I want you to know me too.

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Monday, 4 August 2014

Are you living a MEDIOCRE life?

Life is too beautiful and short to be lived in mediocrity.

"How're you?", I ask.

"Alright" or "good" is the answer I get almost 95 % of the time.

You must be thinking what would I reply to this question, right?

Why don't you ask me once and figure it out?  ;)

A lot of people live their lives in mediocrity. They know they can do better, that they can live their lives doing what they love, what they desire but are either too comfortable in their own zone or are scared of the change.

Are you one of them?

This is for the people who are:

You hide feelings because you're scared of rejection. You don't want to say it's over because you're afraid of the reaction it will cause. You don't become an artist because you don't find it a stable career enough. You don't talk to the new person in the club because you might be considered as weird.

So you're the one silent guy/girl who stands there in the party while the others dance their hearts out. "I'm not a good dancer", you say. You don't have a best friend because you did not allow anyone to come inside your bubble. You did not fall in love because you were too afraid to. You did not say him/her that its hurting you because you're scared to lose him/her. You spend your weekends staring at the computer screen on Facebook news feed scrolling, judging people by their photographs and posts and not posting anything on your own because you're scared, scared of being judged the same way like you judged them. You did not take a new opportunity because you did not think you could do it. You did not travel to a whole new country alone because you just freaking don't wanna leave your comfort zone....

.....and you have just spent your entire life by playing safe, suppressing feelings and being afraid. Mediocre is the word that will define your life.

Do you really want to live such a life?

Don't you want to be spontaneous, happy and feel like you have lived a fulfilled life?

I have been thinking about taking chances and overcoming fears and if you have taken up one, no matter how it ends up, you're gonna be glad you took it. You live for yourself, not to please anyone.

So go ahead. Take chances. Take risks. You're the youngest right now than you will ever be

and you have the power at any given time to decide what your future looks like.

Get out of your comfort zone NOW!

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Wednesday, 30 July 2014

Sleepless Nights: When your mind is racing with thoughts

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There're those nights when your mind will refuse to shut up and all you would do is THINK. You would think about what happened the past hour, the past week, the past month or perhaps the past year. You would think about the good and the bad. You would think about what could have been, what should and why it didn't. You would keep replaying the moments like a stuck record tape until you're convinced that the universe is conspired against you and you just can't seem to have your own way.

You would toss and turn around in your bed unable to fall asleep. You would wonder why isn't life so perfect? Why isn't life similar to fairy tales in the books and the movies? Why couldn't you be flawless and perfect? Why is it when everything seems so easy and right, it ends?

"At any given point of time, our one foot is in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss."

It's at night when you seem to see your true desires.You would think of the failures and what would have people said, the successes and how it motivates you to strive for better from then, the messages that you never sent, the things you never meant. You reflect on the moments of unhappiness which gets momentarily blinded by the sun. 

Its when you become poets and philosophers.

Its that time of the night when your most tender, vulnerable side of you come into play in front of the non judgmental  eyes of the stars. At this current point of time you feel completely alone. At night when the world goes to sleep, you're left with your worries, fears and pains. The weight of all this might me unbearable. The feeling of chaos in your mind makes sleep almost impossible and all you really want is someone to hold you and say "You're not alone". 

Ah! These magical words would light up your spirits but well, there is no one around and instead you tell your mind to shut up and sleep so that you could wake up on time for the important meeting the next day. But your brain doesn't listen and you are left with your fears gripping you tight making you paralyzed. Your mind races and so does your heartbeat. It is truly said that "Negative thoughts creates room for more negativity to appear"

So, you start from one incident and jump on to the next related incident and the journey is endless and you're exhausted. You look at the clock and it says 3 am and finally your eyes weigh more than your thoughts and you drift off to sleep.

How do I know all this, you might ask. I have been in your shoes would be my reply.

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Sunday, 27 July 2014

A week with a baby pigeon

I was greeted with a strong blow of dust as I opened the door of the room I was allocated to. I was in my university hostel which was around 200 miles away from home and was supposed to live there for a week midst my summer break. I pulled the blinds to let some sunshine in and I saw a bird which I couldn't recognize. It seemed a small bird with fluffy wings and yellow highlights on the head and the neck area. I turned back and asked my mom. She replied confidently, "It's a baby pigeon, also called as a squab." I had never seen a baby pigeon before and I was happy to have him just outside my window. I looked around and did not sight any nest or pigeons nearby and was immediately worried about him. My mom waved me goodbye and there I was all alone for a week but hey, I had found my companion in this baby pigeon.

If you're anything like me and haven't seen a baby
pigeon before, it looks something like this ^.^

Two days had been passed and I saw no pigeon coming to look for him. I was expecting his mother to come and feed him. With each passing day, my worry for him only increased. I tried keeping a bowl of water for him to drink but he won't just let me come near. He was too afraid of me, I suppose. Even though, I did nothing for him to be scared of me. I did research on Google regarding baby pigeons and everything that I could do for him but all was in vain.

That night as I was lying on my bed and trying to sleep, I heard a loud thunder. It started raining, actually storming. The lights went out and I was concerned about the pigeon outside. He was still too young to walk properly, let alone fly! My heart ached for him and that's when I turned into my family and friends for some help. Some made fun of my attachment and feelings for animals, some told me to let nature decide its way and course, some told me to get him inside my room while the rest told me to contact a NGO.

I was confused. I wanted the best for him but didn't know what would be the appropriate decision at that time. I wanted to get him inside. I knew he would protest and I did not wanted him to get him inside his will. He did not trusted me and I knew he would be really scared inside in my room plus I had nothing to feed him. What would happen if I make it worse? I decided to abandon the idea. I kept watching him time and again to make sure he is alright and hope his mother arrives soon. He braved the storm strongly and the night was over finally.


The next morning I was waken up the loud chirping of the birds. I looked outside the window and I saw a beautiful sight of his mother feeding the baby pigeon. I was happy and very much relived. From that day onward till yesterday, the time I left that place to come home, his mother came several times a day to feed him and flew to a safer distance where she could watch him and still guard. Ah! The love of a mother.

I now knew he was in safer hands.

Looking back I was also happy of my decision to let him stay outside that night. I was attached to him and he was the first thing I saw when I woke up and the last thing before I slept while I was there. I love him and wished I could hug him like I hug my pet dog Scruffy. I waved him goodbye and took home a lot of lessons, love and memories.

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Friday, 11 July 2014

A nostalgic blast from the past

I clutched the mp3 player in my hands tighter as the tune I listened was drifting me to the past. I have always called music as an effective mode of a time machine. Re-discovering my favorite old songs and my mp3 player which I neglected a while back when I fell in love with my iPod Touch, I was immersed in a deep thought. Nostalgia hit me, quite hard. I was astonished to see how much my life, my thoughts have changed in all these years and all it takes is one song, to bring all those memories back.

Not only songs, it could be anything that could trigger nostalgia and evoke memories that you thought lay dead within your brain. A photograph, a tune, a smell, a touch and before you know it, you're transported back in time to relive those moments that you had thought lost forever.

The other day, I saw an ice cream cart on my way to the mall. I saw a few children gathered around him eating ice lollies. That sight took me back instantly to a park that my mother used to take me as a kid and where I used to have an orange bar. Now, I don't have anything less than a Baskin Robin chocolate fudge. The under constructed building that I pass by almost all weekends where I had my first garlic bread and pizza with my dad which paved the way to my love for Italian cuisine further, the song on the radio from the long lost years, that reminds me of my childhood days and the person that I used to be and the list could go on.

The smell of rain reminds me of my grandmother home where I used to play in the rain and my grandmother made us tea and fried chips which she said was the perfect snack for a rainy day. The fragrance of Dior Addict makes me remind of my high school days.

Like every evening, I'm hearing children playing outside together happily which takes me back to the park I used to visit each Thursday and played the entire evening, sliding, building sandcastles and making friends from different countries while my mom and dad sat on a bench smiling at me.

I'll get teary eyed if I continue this post any further. It's amazing how as a child we want to grow up and become an adult and as soon you become one, you want to be a child once again but life doesn't work this way.

What triggers nostalgia in you? Share your experiences! Let's share stories and for at least a moment reminiscence the good times and the bad times that helped us shape into who we're today.

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Monday, 7 July 2014

Happiness is a state of mind

Today is my 19th birthday. Today is also the day I have learned something really important about happiness. Something that might change my perception about the world and how it functions or perhaps the way I shall think in the future.

The mantra is : Happiness is a state of mind.

Last night, I was ecstatic. I never felt such happiness within me since a really long time. My parents made it the possible best dinner night out possible and how I wish, I could lock up this feeling within me forever.

Since the last 19th years of my existence, birthdays are a great deal for me. Days before my birthday, I get nightmares about how my birthday might pass just like an ordinary day. I plan for my birthdays, weeks in advance and always try to make it the most PERFECT day in the year. I want to be treated special that day, to be treated like a princess for at least a day and there lies the problem, I expect and that my dear friend, lies the cause of my misery. I expect from people to do something special for me, to help me make the happiest day of the year and when it fails, I lose my essence of the day, making it worse than it actually is.

Today was no exception although I'm grateful that I learned this lesson finally after 19 odd years.

We often believe that our happiness depends on others, fate or external forces that or not in our control. We often try to find happiness in others failing to realize that we control our own happiness. We also tend to find happiness in materialistic things, like a big house, precious gems, expensive watches but true happiness comes in small packages. I have always been a big believer in this.We fail to feel grateful of what we have and focus on what we don't and once we're sad, we try to make ourselves more miserable by thinking of all the other things that goes wrong in our lives though directly or indirectly or not even related.

I still have four hours of my birthday. Please excuse me as I try to get my happiness in my hands and get this day better, tell my family and close friends how grateful I'm and absorb the lesson I have learned today.

A very happy birthday to me! Cheers!

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Thursday, 19 June 2014

Taste of Rain

Sitting in her living room, sipping her freshly brewed hot coffee, Celia looked outside her window as she watched the rain fall bringing in the sweet memories of the past. It was a Saturday night and like every Saturday night, she was unwinding herself from all the stress of the week. Today, it was slightly different because of the rain and the nostalgia it brought with it. 

The thunder rolled and it made her think of the day she had her first kiss with John, now her husband since the last 10 years. She closed her eyes and tried to re-live the moment.


It was raining heavily and John and Celia were struck in such a stormy weather.   John had asked Celia out on a date and she readily agreed suggesting to watch a movie so that she could playfully fight with him and later on snuggle against him but nature had some different plans. Although, the movie night was successful, now they were struck in the rain trying to cover themselves but were convinced that this rain won't stop and decided to go out in the rain walking and reaching their destination.

In the middle of the walk, John looked at Celia. Her face was sparkling as the rain drops that were falling which made John feel week in the knees. He couldn't make out if it was due to the lights outside or he never really noticed her such deeply before. His heart was pounding, beating louder like the thunder just roared which made Celia hug John as tightly as she could, scaring her for a moment. 

"You're beautiful, more beautiful than the storm around us. Your eyes have caught mine and I can't seem to look away" said John. Celia blushed and smiled at John while still holding him. They both got closer till there was no more distance that could separate them anymore. The thunder roared in the sky in the tune of their heartbeats. They both embraced each other, it didn't mattered that they were wet from head to toe. They cared for nothing else except for the fact that both of them were there in the magical moment perfect for any lover. Celia felt John's breath on her neck as he got closer, the warmth of his face, the rain on his lips. They kissed while the thunder roars and the lightning cracks. Their love had never been this stronger before. After the kiss, John whispered into her ear "I love you" and Celia whispered it back unable to speak more, enchanted by the spell.


The doorbell rang and Celia was quickly awakened by the nostalgia she was experiencing. She opened the door and it was John who grabbed her arm and quickly pulled her outside in the rain and kissed her.  Nothing had really changed in these ten years!

P.S This is my first attempt in writing fiction, stories and romance. Glad to try this as well.

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Tuesday, 17 June 2014

Leibster Award Post ( Yayy! :D )

I know that I'm late in posting this (around a week) and I apologize. I was travelling and was without a laptop so I couldn't get this post on time but hey, I got nominated for my first award from a blogger! Thank you so much Anya :) She blogs at TheLEGEND and is an amazing blogger. I absolutely love the posts she writes regarding the quotes of the day.

Updated on my achievements page ^.^

Now with the tasks:

11 Random Facts About Me:

  1. I have a pet dog named Scruffy and I love him to bits. He is the love of my life and I just cannot have enough of him.
  2. I sometimes wish to be born in a medieval era. The days of the kings and the queens never fails to impress me.
  3. I love Italian cuisine. Although I'm a fussy eater, I can never ever say no to Italian food.
  4. I have a thing for men with stubble. 
  5. The night sky fascinates me. The diamonds in the sky and the moon casts a spell over me.
  6. Although I listen to a wide range of music, from pop, rock, EDM, one of my favorite genre is Celtic Music. It takes me to a completely different world.
  7. When I feel low, I tend to go inside my cave hiding from people and trying to figure out the solution to the problem all by myself. It doesn't matter how many missed notifications I receive, I shall come back when I have mentally tackled the problem.
  8. I keep a small journal near me all the time. When something captures my attention, I jot down and write my thoughts about it later on.
  9. Chocolate is my only favorite flavor. It is one of the greatest thing ever on this planet after pizzas.
  10. Around 90% of my closet consists of black colored clothes but my favorite color is green.
  11. I don't watch television and haven't watched a movie since the last 1.5 years. I like to prefer reading books and blogs over this. Talk about priorities.

Anya's Questions:

Creative Writing or Journalistic Writing? Pick the one you'd rather do.
Creative Writing would be my only choice. 

Do you follow the Royal Family (of Britain)?
Well, no. Wait? Did I just said that even when I mentioned above that the kings and the queens impressed me? 

In your opinion, is Twitter better than Tumblr?
Although I see, loads of teenagers making accounts on Tumblr, I never got attracted by the site. Hands down, twitter it is. Where you can be yourself and can interact with a bunch of cool random strangers across the globe :D

What do you like to do (other than write)?
If you don't see me writing, you will either find me sitting on my bean bag with a book in my hand or under the tree trying to click a perfect shot of something that caught my eye trying to get the right angle.

If you were to write a book, where would it be set?
Somewhere in Europe, with a made up name of a country. 

What time period would your book be set in?
In the medieval era. Damn, I have now a perfect plot for my book :D

What influences your writing?
I think and feel deeply at the smallest of things that happens in my daily life and write on it. I still have to figure it out if it is a boon or a bane to be able to feel and think so deeply.

Does YA fiction appeals to you?
As a young teenager, I used to read a lot of YA fiction books. I guess, that what me got into reading. Now, I prefer philosophical books with some exceptions of course.

Are you an outdoors person or an indoors person?
Both. I love to feel the sun shining on my face, breeze flirting with my hair or sleeping under the stars and even snuggle in my cozy bed under the sheets in the comfort of my own room.

Was writing the random facts hard for you?
Not really. I could list out more :P

Do you have a big plan..for life I mean..
Yes. I do make short term and long term goals and a plan to get to achieve the same. Stay tuned to witness the transformation :D

Bloggers who I think, deserve this award (nominees):

The bloggers I mention in this part are A-W-E-S-O-M-E and you all should definitely check out their blogs.

Launna from Letters From Launna . I have been following her since the past many years. Her posts always inspire me and gives me strength to move on when I have hit the bottom of life.

Leanne Waller from Lifes Ways. I found her blog recently and fell in love with her writing style immediately. 

Anubhav Tyagi from World Of My Soul . A dear friend, he writes posts based on Romance. 

Bhaskar N from Shades n Smudges . Art lovers, you should definitely check out his sketches.

My questions to the nominees:

  1. Which is your favorite quote and why?
  2. What is the one life lesson you learned today?
  3. Why did you started blogging?
  4. Do you think Facebook is turning friends to strangers?
  5. One thing you would say to your teenage self?
  6. Was life better at the time of our ancestors or now?
  7. What lifts up your spirit when you feel low?
  8. Do you prefer texts or calls?
  9. Your latest obsession?
  10. How would you change the world, if given a chance?
  11. Bright sunny day or a rainy day?
The Rules:

  • Post the award on her/his blog.
  • Thank the nominator and link back to his or her blog.
  • Write 11 random facts about yourself.
  • Answer 11 questions about yourself that the nominator has asked.
  • Nominate 11 how many ever fellow bloggers.
  • Make up 11 original questions for your nominees to answer.
  • Let you nominees know they have been nominated.
Thank you so much again. Such small titles makes me happy and makes me want to be a better blogger day by day. I love you all! Keep writing those e-mails to me *wink*

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Thursday, 5 June 2014

A Day Without My Cell Phone

My phone died on a bright summer afternoon last month. I felt the panic and rushed back to my room and placed it into the charger but to my surprise, my phone wasn't just charging. I tried everything, tighten the wire, plugging and unplugging but the blank screen stared at me with the low battery sign flashing while I try to stab the home and power button violently.
no phone

I did not know what to do. I felt helpless, I felt handicapped. I couldn't imagine my life without this device which is now lying lifeless in my palm but then I had to let it go and figure out a solution.

So I did. I went a whole day without my iPhone till my new charger arrived the very next day. The experience, you may ask was something that taught me a lesson.

My phone was dead and I had no idea how to proceed with the day further. No more calls, no more 'chimes' whatsapp notification, no more 'buzz' twitter and facebook updates. How will I stay in touch with people? I was scared to be isolated. But later on, I realized that nearly all phone calls I make or receive or the messages on various social networking sites I send or receive are useless and pointless. Yes, they bring you closer to people but virtually. The conversations however are pointless. Why not spend that time with real people, real connections? I stepped outside and connected with friends but this time, not virtually.

It was soon sunset and diner time. I live in my campus hostel (university student, here) and we get food here in the mess. As I was going with my friends for dinner, a mutual friend, rather a stranger for me arrived at the table. Normally, I would ignore such people by playing around with my phone but now as I had no such device in my hands, I greeted him and soon we became quite good friends. Another we start as strangers story? Hmm..

Time for bed and for the first time in a long time I was able to sleep better and faster as I had nothing to glue my eyes into. Nothing that could occupy my mind and tell me to stay awake.

The next day, I got a charger but I did not charge my phone.

Life was better this way.

I no longer had the urge to see my missed notifications. I no longer wanted to stay in touch with people with whom I share no real connection. I could no longer waste my time procrastinating and can actually complete my job much earlier.

I was living in the current moment.

Like most people, I would argue that technology has been a boon to mankind and rightly so but too much of dependence on it can have repercussions, I believe.

My life has never been the same since that day.

I would love to hear your opinions on this.

Also read: Are emoticons replacing emotions?

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Sunday, 1 June 2014

Happiness comes in small packages

Cute ^.^

When I started blogging way back in the years, I wrote my first blog post on my last blog with the same name: happiness comes in small packages!

I wrote about how it was raining that day and since I love rain so much, I jumped outside and danced in the rain until it eventually stopped and it filled me with ecstasy and further concluded how we look for happiness in bigger things but how we can find happiness in the smallest of things itself.


It rained today.

I jumped out again to feel the rain.

I wasn't happy. I soon got bored and went back inside.

"What am I doing?", I asked myself. It then  reminded me of how I wrote a post on the feeling I got years back in the same situation."Is it because I have turn older?" I asked myself again. "It is important to become a child and enjoy things", I replied to myself. I then realized that I had stop being happy. I did not find happiness in small things as I used to and that needed to change.

So, I stepped outside again and welcomed the rain with open arms. I started reminding myself the reasons rain excites me so much. I paid close attention to each details as I felt the rain droplets falling on my skin, the cool breeze playing with my hair, the sweet sound of the rain droplets in my ears as it hits the ground and the smell of the wet mud. It made me happy again...

...and I danced under the rain while the nature orchestra played and the lightening became my spotlight till it eventually stopped.

I soon started finding happiness in small packages again :)


We usually find happiness in big things. A promotion, big house, expensive restaurant but fail to realize that happiness is a state of mind and we choose to be happy or not. We can find happiness is smaller things as well. Not only it is important to recognize and appreciate every moment that brings you joy, it is also important to remember those moments so that you can access it when you're feeling low. A happy memory can totally erase a bad hair day.

What makes you happy?

Tuesday, 27 May 2014

Lessons a dog can teach you in life

This is Scruffy, my 3-and-a-half-year-old dog who is the love of my life. He is the most adorable, cute, lovable dog in the entire universe. He is the silver lining among the darkest clouds in my life. He has also taught me lessons. He is one of my greatest teacher.

If you're willing to let them in your life, in your personal space and be a part of you personal development team, here are some things that dogs could teach you. These are the things that Scruffy taught me in all these years.

1.Be excited about everything. EVERYTHING!:
Everything is exciting from Scruffy's point of view. The postman on the door? Exciting! An old block of wood? Wow, it is a new toy. A mysterious noise coming from outside? Time to peek from the window!

In life, be excited about everything and anything. Don't miss out on opportunities. Immerse yourself in. Don't hold back. You never know what the next opportunity may bring you. Let it surprise you.

2. Live in the moment:
This is simple! Dogs do not regret about their past or worry about their future. They simply live in the moment.If we can learn how to appreciate and focus on what is happening right now, our lives would be indeed better.

3.Action speaks louder than words:
Dogs can't talk but that does not mean that they cannot communicate. The gleam in their eyes, wagging of the tail and the different types of barks are all they need to get their point across and that is all you need to know.

4.Don't take things for granted:
As humans, we often take things for granted. On the other hand, dogs seems to find joys in the smallest of things. A walk in the park, a doggy treat, belly rubs or even an old ball to play with.

5. Responsibility:
Dogs are often brought into homes to teach children responsibility and it is true. This cute little ball of fur is not a soft toy that you can play with and leave him alone. He would come back to you with his little paws, he will bark, he will pee and poo and failing to understand this would cause a disaster.

6. Loyalty:
Have you ever seen a dog trying to go home with a different owner at a park? Have you noticed that dogs always seems to cling with their own owners?

In the eyes of a dog, his/her owner is the greatest ever and he/she will never betray them.

No matter, what the owner did, good or bad. The dog always sticks by his/her side.

7. Unconditional love:
This is the most important of them all. What is better than returning from the grocery shop and feeling like a warrior coming home after a war? Dogs will love you always, unconditionally and also apologetically. It doesn't matter what car you drive, what kind of job you have, what is your salary/grades, what do you wear. He would always wake you up by licking all over your face even if that means bearing your morning breath.

I love Scruffy, I love him so much that it actually scares me. I cannot imagine my life without him being in the picture and according to me who ever has said that a diamond is a girl best friend, never owned a dog in his/her life.

Do you own a pet? What has he/she taught you in life?

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