Conquered Monster

                      

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"Jump, come on - You have a life jacket with you and you just wont be killed" - That was his millionth attempt 

"No, I just can't"  And that was her way of letting fear win.


"Come on gal, no one knows swimming and still they are alive right over there, Its going to be the best feeling in the world"

She stepped ahead one more time and looked down. Trying hard to fight with that evil-monster named "Fear", She did not do it. 

It was just a 20 ft cliff jump with a life jacket on her and she could not do it. 

Reflecting back today - she thinks - It would have been the best feeling ever - The feeling when one conquers this monster Fear in them and achieves something so,so not-achievable for them. 

And One day I will do all the things that I never did. Some I never attempted due to the simple reason of Fear to Fail,Some which din't attract me due to the simple reason of not having an attractive reward attached to it and some which just din't give me that kick in me. 

Loads of dreams and loads of wishes tagged along with a fear - the fear to start something new, the fear to fail, the fear to leave something half-way. 

How many times I have thought myself to push to the Gym ? How many times have I thought myself to start doing the happiest exercise of dancing ? How many times have I thought to start that postponed MBA ? How many times have I thought to implement new processes at my work place to make it better?

It has been countless times when I have decided that I would stay happy and love what I do - It has been countless times when I have really made up my mind to start up something new and as I gear myself up to that new so-called venture of mine I am pushed back with this monster "Fear" in me. 

The best thing in life would be to conquer this monster - FEAR. 

The best thing is life is to live a life that has no boundaries. 

The best thing in life is to have the "Just-Do-it" attitude. 

One Life and we all just live it once - how easy is it to fulfill those small desires ? How easy is it to walk up to the nearby Gym and get yourself attracted to it ? How easy is it to rush to the dance class and hop on with your dancing shoes and have the time of your life ? How easy is it to talk to the senior management to make the processes simpler ? 

What would the worst thing happen - You might quit up gymming in 2 weeks ? You might not just get the steps right ? Your senior management may just not agree with you ?

Sunset never meant that sunrise won't ever happen again - You might just fall in love so much with your gym that you might not want to miss it a day - Dancing would be just next to breathing in your life - Essential for you to live - Your senior management might just be wanting you to speak it out.

The world is a beautiful place to live in with this one prized possession that everyone has - Life. Live it out loud.

There is not just one best thing in the world, I am dead sure there are millions. Even if you can conquer the thousand best things in the world - Your life might just be worth living.

And I tell it to myself again - Loud and clear :

           

Push yourself to fight with that monster Fear and win over it. 

Lose that fear and tell someone how much you loved them.

           Stop thinking of what people thought about you.

     Accept yourself as you are and stand up for what you really really believe.

           Make those small extra efforts for each other - the efforts to show  how much we need people around us - who knows they may not be the next moment with you. 

Forgive and forget the bad instances of life and create space for some real new adventures.

Live a life without any regrets.
Best things in life won't just walk upto you, you will have to fight.
Get up and fight - Fight to live - the way you always wanted, because you just live it once.

Conquer that monster that makes you timid every time you look into the mirror.

Let your reflection speak up for what you really are.

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Quest-For-A-Treasure

                This post is a winning entry at badhai.in contest :)                               

                 Love does not need to be showered *Conditions applied*

                           (Please read the terms and conditions before falling in love)

"Aww..Dude, you have had a lot of girl-friends and therefore you know what to gift me all the time :D" 

Her reflexes spoke up as soon as they got indulged into the conversation of buying gifts for each other.

She avoided buying gifts totally. And gifts for him were never pleasant experiences.

It was not that She din't love him, and it was not that She din't want to spend on him - It was just the plain nature of her - thinking about:buying a gift for someone else - It gave her a creepy feeling - just like some sort of a night-mare - just like ordering something for someone in a restaurant - "How the hell do I know what you like to eat?  and so what if we have been going out almost everyday - I still cannot order anything for you and I am programmed that way."

My programming does not allow me to to choose a gift :-(But all her pleads went to deaf ears.

Oh, Come on - all these years she had never bought anything for anyone not even her dearest sister - with whom she had lived for 27 years and now all of a sudden the man of her life came and told her - "We have to and we should buy gifts for each other." 

The mere thought of buying a gift for HIM, "oh my god, HIM "- the most finicky character on earth (God knows, how he choose her :P) , the guy who is so,so picky and She "bechaari"- She who would be happy even if he just sends her a rose(everyday:P)  

Unlike him - he needs perfection, he needs class, he needs brands, he needs longetivity of the gift and he needs every possible adjective in the gift.

She always seemed she was a winner in almost all the things she did - and here came the biggest blow - Fortunately - "They", yes, "They" were completing a real one year of seeing each other - silently, They both were actually laughing about it -(He - the hot and happening dude of the town - spending one whole year with the not-so-happening gal, a silent killer and actually a gal who could be a real pain - u know where :D)

And she, a confused soul on earth - who could not even decide what to wear - had spend an year with a guy who wasn't even real near to what she had expected her man to be :) and yet here they were still together - going to cheer to themselves about the whole year.

Opposites really attract - it seemed so.Hence Proved.

She was happy and so was he. But the little,little fine lines on her forehead made it clear to him. That-"You-cannot-do-it" face was readable.

He knew what her next statement would be and she immediately popped up that statement with her nice,cute,innocent face - "Come on, lets go shopping, you buy for yourself and I will buy what I like - simple and easy. Not a bit of complication except that there will be no surprise elements, ofcourse."

And he totally hated this idea - the lack of surprise element.

Allright, so now all her efforts were going futile of cajoling him to buy gifts for oneself and so she decided - "Come on,gal, its just a gift - what if he doesn't like - that's fine - he wont break up just because he din't like your gift" - the mind arguing inside - "He never liked any of my gifts remember what u gave him last time!!!"

So the big day was on monday and she knew she had the whole saturday and a whole sunday to go out and shop for him. 

Saturday morning - "Ohkay,I would just go to the mall and pick up the best watch out there - In all conditions he is gonna love it"

Saturday afternoon - "Its just too hot - I am not going anywhere in this sun - plus I need to look my best on Monday" :D

Saturday evening - "Oh god,I din't go anywhere no worries I still have tomorrow."

Sunday morning - "Sending him a text - Are gifts really compulsory ?"

And out comes the reply "No baby, that's fine, you don't need to do anything for us,I will do it,as always".

All the words were correct except the last two "As always" - Haha,Actually it was the right sarcastic message for her - because she never could buy anything nor could arrange surprises. The last two words were heart-peircing, as though someone just played dart on her heart.

She started messaging her friends - "What are the best things to buy?" and out came the stupid replies - watches, shirts, ties, even socks,cuff-links and everytime she used to see these messages - she used to think

                               

                                  "Ain't Unique, as he is"

Sunday afternoon - She just left the idea of gifting anything and her mood went sour thinking what would happen tomorrow. 

Sunday evening till sunday Night - she ignored her mind completely.

This time she did not even write him a poem just the way she did it every month on this date.

Guilt,frustation,confusion and a fear of upsetting him - all the thoughts just barged in her at the same time.

She consoled herself and her heart that she would go out on Monday afternoon as they were going to meet in the evening. 

Laziness had surpassed all the limits of whatever love she had for him :D

Monday afternoon, she knew her another weakness - she could never shop alone and she put all her blame on her besty - "Just because you were on leave all this week, I have not been able to buy anything for him." 

Her best friend was all smiles - she knew this had happened earlier too - and she tagged along. 

As they stepped the office building, she found a chocolate shop - she knew he loved chocloates to the core - there she went and found out bars written "Happy anniversary" - nothing interesting these are looking so stupid and they dont even customize it!!!

They left the shop and decided to just reach the mall - 42 degrees - blazing sun and damn this tension of the gift plus the 2- wheeler

                                                

            Ufff...love makes u do everything that u never want to.

First destination - Shop X - best watch they liked - 10K,omg 10K and what the heck if he does not like, next sunglasses - No,I dont know what sort of glasses he has already got - "Hero banke ghumna uski aadat hai" - so he must, he already,actually has a tons of them.

Shirts - Never - after the last experience of what she got him from mumbai!!!

She stood there. helpless as if lost - "I just don't love him enough to gift him something nice ?"

They left and went to Shop Y - same situation !!!

It wasn't she could not shell 10k.She just din't want - for the thought that - whatever he buys for her should be equivalent or more than what she buys for him - Too much Analysis. Her Usual: Paralysis-Analysis Mode.

She stood there. and closed her eyes - She could see him smiling,happy,free from negativities or tensions - and "Eureka!!!!" - she told her friend "let's go" and they hopped - the shop was about 20 mins drive from the mall. She din't reply to the numerous questions her besty was asking her and smiled to herself.

As they entered the shop, after carefully putting their sandals outside, they could sense the positiveness and the smell of the incense sticks!

Her Friend - what the heck are you going to buy from here ?

She told the person - "Uncle, can you show me some Rudraksh Mala!!!"

Her friend was stunned and so was she - Modern, yet traditional was her way.

Let that rudraksh be attached to his neck in such a way, that he can think about her everytime he touched it, that this rudraksh would make him more stable in life, will ward off negativities from him, will show him directions in life and will improve his health as well. She always wanted that nothing, nothing should make him feel sad, nothing should make him feel low and nothing should make him lose that smile. She was here, making her best attempt to create a circle of positive aura around and within him.

Never-the-less, that monday evening was the best - Dressed in red, she walked upto him with her high-heels, crossed her fingers and asked him to bow down - He din't mind and there it went - perfectly right around his neck - A real rudraksh mala with saat-mukhi rudraksh around it.

That was her check-mate. She won his smile forever everytime he felt it around his neck - he knew she was the best :-)

But not everyone have their Eureka moments on the right time and so if you are really a bechara or bechari, having a real trouble figuring out the right gifts for your loved ones,do not want to spoil your sandals from going shop to shop,do not want to use the sunscreen,do not want the pollution outside and still you care for your loved ones, love them to the core then - here is your one-stop solution http://www.badhai.in/ and sing to the tunes of "Badhai ho Badhai" :)

keep Clicking and Gifting - It's nice to light up someone's face with dimples.

*A gift turns into a treasure when the thought behind it gets really counted*


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Moppet's Forever

                        

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"That's too revealing", Said he.

"Oh, Come on - You have gifted me this and you absolutely love me in this every time I have worn it - she retorted back.

"I did - but back then you were my girlfriend - today you are my wife." 

She stood stunned. 

Is this the same guy who had given her the freedom to be what she was ? Who just used to love and appreciate everything about her ?

Did the role of a husband made him so cold that he had started commenting on what she should wear and not wear?

5 years of an affair and blessings from their parents,they were married before an year.

But one whole year had changed a lot of things - She was a girl-friend earlier, today she is a wife. She had moulded herself into the role of wife just like water. Water has no shape - it takes the shape of the container and so is a wife - she has no identity - the wrapper of her husband and in-laws is her identity.

She used to think - Does a role change so many things - changes how a man or the society perceives a relationship ? Do men think in an orthodox manner even in this century? In a fast world - where they can have multiple girl-friends at the same time or step into extra-marital affairs in seconds and quit the love-nest anytime ?

She reached office - 'Yes, she had fought to continue working - because she wasn't among those who spend years to gain this position and quit everything in a second just because they become someone's wife' 

She had overheard a conversation, where the usual guys hangout was happening - "No Yaar, She is just better of as a girl-friend,she is not marriage-material." 

God damn it, What the heck was marriage-material ?

When a guy chooses or falls in for a girl - she needs to be the modern,happening types - the one whom they can flaunt before the so-called gang of theirs , She has to be intelligent and talkative with a blend of a friendly nature and a tinge of attitude and should be cheerful - fun-loving and get engaged to every activity of his.

Drinking is allowed and so is going late nights with him.

But as soon as the word "marriage" steps in - she is supposed to change her own self - the self he had fallen in love with once - her fun-loving attitude changes to a mature Wifey role - the one who "should not" be mixing with everyone else as everyone would think she does not have a character.. the one who should not be a part of all his activities - as now he needs "space" to be with his friends , the one who gives home and in-laws her priority just because she is now a wife. The one who cannot go out on night-outs just because it is not good for the daughter-in-law to move around at nights. 

She is forbidden to have drinks as people would "talk" about her.

Wasn't she earlier a daughter of someone ? Din't that thought come in your mind - that I am sneaking out a girl, who is a someone's daughter - Din't at that time society come into picture? Nope, because at that time FUN was important.At that time, she was a Girl-friend.

  Din't she have an identity earlier ?Din't she have her own image earlier ?

As she was going through the profiles for her brother-in-law, she overheard her mother-in-law speaking - "We want an educated girl, but we do not want her to cross the home fence". 

She flung the profiles aside and a volcano burst inside and she mumbled to herself - "So, why don't you say you need an educated home maid for your son ?"

She could not raise her voice - nor she could share this because today she was a WIFE!

She was right - there are millions of hypocrites out there who would want an educated girl - a girl who had studied till her masters and had given 16 years or more of her life into books just so as to she could stand in the kitchen and cook 50 rotis a day for the family.

Apparently, they wanted a girl - whom they could show-case to the society and say - "Yes, our daughter-in-law is so intelligent - we are proud that she has completed her masters with distinction"  and when the question pops up - "So,beta where do you work now ?"

There is an uncomfortable silence and happily the proud mother-in-law says - "Oh, why do we want her to work - my son is capable to feed the whole family including her..." 

Was she working only because she could earn? What happened to her identity? Was she born only to be known as someone's wife?What happened to her right to have fun?

If I had the power to change something, I would tamper and re-program this attitude of believing girls as puppets  and the belief that there are two types of girls - one who can be a girl-friend ONLY and the other who is a MARRIAGE-MATERIAL.

If I had the power to change something,I would change - that the world - especially the Indian society,should treat girls as human-beings and not some roles or characters or a puppet whose strings are in their hands and who can dress-up girls or women, mould them into new characters as and when they want. 

A part of the world is definitely changing for our own good, Just wishing You  belong to that part.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

High-heels

       He wondered - what was it with the High-Heels all the time ?

As she walks on the floor, it says tik-tik, tik-tik...and grabs attention from all the corners.

       But she knew why she wore them, why she loved them so much.

She wore them to reach to his heart when she hugged him - so that she could hear those heart-beats in her ears.

She loved to do that because she could hear her name in those beats.

If she din't, her ears would never reach to his heart, and he used to enjoy that - that extra effort of carrying those heels all day just for him.

She slipped on her heels,her ladder towards those heart-beats,with a heavy heart took those little steps towards the door that was going to be closed forever for her.

            It was the last time she would be hearing her name.

                It was the last time they would ever meet.

      It was the last time she would hug him and hear those heart-beats.

       It was the last time she wore her all time favourite High-heels.

Un-Talk

                                    

                       Conversations.Communication.Dialogues.

You and Me don't need dialogues. A dialogue needs to happen if we were two different people.

                                                            

            "We" can just live with Monologues because "We" ain't "Me" and "You".

                                          

We belonged to each other and became "ONE" since the day those Dimples shined and forced into making those Eyes Sparkle.

Yes, we don't need to talk to each other because we are still one. We can just communicate by talking to ourselves - We can have those silly monologues and express everything.

                                                        

                     A connection - A magic - with no hidden tricks.

No grudges.No expectations - Just your usual glimpses in front of my eyes, your name in my prayers and your voice ringing in my ears.

                    And an another disappointing,futile effort to Un-talk.

Waking up,now that September has ended

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31st December

Party.Party.Party. Cheers to the year gone by and more cheers to the year coming in to get hold of your senses,making you a year older and probably wiser. 

Atleast one milli-second, in the past year, You must have been waiting for 1st January to dawn upon so that you could start up with something new,something that you really wanted. Something that was wrapped up with a silly excuse of "I will start it from the 1st of January".

Those initial two weeks of January are always great - Nice winter,New dreams,New Resolutions and you trying to follow those each and every day.Taking steps towards that long,cherished goal.

The roadmap of the new year in front of you - the milestones marked with a different color and a deep,blissful smile when you tick mark in front of those listed goals and wishes 

And as days go by, you know its difficult for you to match up with your hard-work and your wish-list and as the months go by you are lost in the midst of your goals and desires.

You have lagged behind just because of you. You come up with a plethora of excuses that make you feel empty from the within. And a turmoil of anger gushing inside you,waiting to burst out as you cannot blame anybody,but yourself. 

By the time, September is ended - You realize you have just three more months for that next party, for the next resolutions and for your next wish list.

1st October-6:00 AM 

Damn, she thought.She took a glance at the mobile and checked the date again - It was indeed 1st October.

This year not a thing done. Running after relationships, running after applying jobs, running after home,running after the social visits,running after appraisals - Not a thing that had satisfied her, that has brought peace to her soul. 

Nothing that made a difference this year than what she was last year

.

It wasn't that she din't have a list, it wasn't that she din't know what to do - she had everything on the wish-list, on top of her mind.

And there were huge monsters in her that always won - The procrastination monster, the lazyness syndrome, the paralysis-analysis situation she always was in, The "I-will-start-from-monday" excuse or "I-will-do-it-on-the-weekend" lines. 

She used to think a lot, a lot that often made her paralytic. Her senses went numb and her heart beat profusely when she got confused. And when the thoughts of not achieving anything in life came in front of her - when she used to look into the mirror and not feel good about herself - that was the worst moment of her life. Because she was empty - without a name, without any fame.

Why did she wait so long ? Why wasn't she an action-maker - Why couldn't she make dreams achievable ?

It was a fact. Her dreams were simple and achievable - all she had to take the first step - Just wake up, to reach out to them.

Every morning from January to September, she just had the same cyclic thoughts - When do I get a new job ? When do I settle down with the man of my life? When do I add something up to my education ? When do I become more healthy ? When do I write something even better than yesterday ? 

                                   When do I quit living a life that is not worth me?

There was one more question still haunting her in the corner of her heart - Can I ever stop loving him?

She knew the answer - Never. She was random - and her random thoughts always had him somewhere.

She brushed aside all the thoughts and looked out of the window - She always wanted that she would have a room from where she can see the sun-rise - that gave her every positive atom she needed in her. 

                     She looked out and smiled - Waking up,Now that September has ended.                              

                     She knew she worked more fiercely when she was in a deadline.

Now was the time to pull up her socks and roll-up her sleeves,to re-arrange her priorities and to just kick herself. 

And now she had a deadline - 31st December 2012 - to figure out what 2013 would be like.

                       

                    She knew that 2013 will never be the same as what 2012 went. 

She is more stronger and more lovable that what she was in all these months.More Matured and more wiser.More beautiful and a lot more cuter. 

These were the things she had achieved all these months - she still was breathing and she still could look at the sunshine outside - She realized the world had not ended and she still had her chance to prove herself and achieve what she really wanted.

Her heart gave the best possible words - "Give out a kick to yourself and wake up, you have 3 more months to complete those unfinished moments which you have dreamt all these months."

Grab it out and Just do it - stop those cyclic thoughts in your stupid mind and get going - the worst is over and the best is yet to come.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.