This is me...

Today, while I sit and write this, I feel completely changed. I am not the person I was a few months ago. Now I've seen failure. Now I know what it is like in the real world, in the world outside my school. Now I have an uncertain future. No, I've not had the dream of becoming a doctor since forever. On the contrary, the people who've known me since childhood will tell you how I've always hated this profession. To be honest, I still do. I hate going to a doctor. I have a bias against them. A bias which has formed over the years, hearing various stories of drudgery and cheating. Today I honestly can't remember why I decided to become a doctor. Maybe it was because my nearly perfect world was shaken when a friend of mine was diagnosed with cancer and my Nanaji died due to multiple diseases. Maybe it was because I wanted to prove to the world, to myself, that I can do it. That I can study the toughest course and emerge victorious. Maybe it was because I wanted to ...

I sit atop the hilltop Bathing in the dim moonlight, and see The once-vast stretches of forests, now chopped down, By man, to sustain the crowded country I walk around the streets Alone amidst the crowd, and see The once-lively faces of people, now distorted, By their busy lives, to broody I stroll around in the park Taking in the ignored greenery, and see The once-playful and naughty kids, now at home, Captured by technology, engrossed in their PSP I stand on the terrace of a skyscraper Breathing in the polluted air, and see The once-united society, now divided into two, Some dying of hunger, and some drowning in money I hasten down the shady street Hiding myself in the open, and see The once-safe late night strolls, now rushed, Due to spread of criminal minds, lacking humanity I lie down on my comfortable bed Looking at the world through the window, and see How it keeps moving on, be it day or night, Ever changing, both it and...

Looks can be deceptive What is visible might not be true There may be hidden feelings Some might not feel what they do. Who are we to judge? Who are we o comment? It’s better to keep our mouths shut. Than to later lament. We can’t see all, We don’t know everything There are hidden truths There are links within links. A . Human nature is to criticize, Human nature is to blame We love to prove ourselves right We love to put everyone to shame. We think we are the best We think we are always right This tampers with our judgment This narrows our sight. We love those who love us And we hate those who criticize We love o hear praises Even if they are all lies. We support those who praise us And ignore those who try to change us We don’t even stop to think, That the latter might be trying to help us! We are quick to blame But slow to forgive We are quick to hate But slow to love and let live. And then when it...

 Where did my childhood go? It went to some forgotten place, That is hidden in an infant’s face, That’s all I know.                                                                                       -          Marcus Natten I know i am not 25 or something and i havent really "lost" my childhood but i am trying to imply something else over here.  When we were small kids, like really small, it wasnt a crime holding a boy's hand. It wasnt a disgrace to walk or sit with your guy friends. When we were small kids, we could talk to anyone and everyone endlessly. On any topic. At that time we didn't stop to think whether we were offending someone or not. All were our friends....no hatred....no enemies..... Whe...

Love U India!!! Happy Independence Day India! :-) All over our country, people celebrate this day in different ways. Some hoist the Tricolour. Some watch Desh bhakti movies (Yeh, the same old Border and Lagaan and LOC Kargil and whatnot!). Some crib about it being a Dry Day (Yeh, seriously!). Then there are also people who are like, "Independence day? Yeh sure. As if anyone really cares about our country, as if we have a good govt., etc etc etc." And some who simply take 15 August as a holiday to enjoy or rest. I don't know to which group i belong. There are years when i actually wear a dress which has orange, green and white in it (i knw, lame). There are years me and my family actually listen to patriotic speeches and songs. But this year, I would simply like to sit back and marvel over our country and its citizens. And especially, salute the true leaders and fighters of our country. India is one country with a plethora of religions and languages. We say we be...

So there are days when i am on the top of the world. I feel like every thing's happening perfectly with me. I skip around for no particular reason and smile at every random incident. But then again there are days when i feel low. Low on confidence. Low on self esteem. Low on happiness. I wont crib by saying that the second type is more frequent than the first one, coz i know it isn't. More likely the ratio of my happy to sad days will be 10:1. But my problem is that when that 1 day does come, i forget every other happy memory. I just sit and cry. And nowadays, i just go numb. I have a lot of good friends. Friends who encourage me. Friends who keep me happy. But on these days, i need a friend who'll just sit with me and listen to my laments. A friend who will let me cry my heart out without offering advice to me. A friend who will listen to me blaming others without judging me. Simply, a friend who will not constantly tell me that this isn't the end of the world. Rathe...

More than often we try to judge people. Hell. We dont try. We judge. We form opinions. We think we know exactly what the person is all about. Oh so he didnt behave well wid me? I bet he's mean. Oh so he said he knew that answer when no one did? I bet he's a show off. Look, she has so many guy friends! A slut for sure. But do we stop to think? Do we wonder that maybe, just maybe, we are perceiving the person wrong? Maybe he's not all that bad. Nope. We dont. We just judge people in our mind. Chalo, no one has the right to tell us what to think and what to not. It becomes worse when we start spreading our opinion. Regardless of whether we are right or not, i dont think its right to say things about anyone in front of others. Then there's another thing i wonder. Have u ever tried to confront the person about his shortcomings? Maybe you are observing him wrong. Or maybe you are right. If u r right then dont u think its your responsibility to correct him rather than saying...