Today I set everyone free, even more so, I set myself free... whatever goes on in my life is a consequence of my lifestyle and consciousness...
No one is responsible for the way I am...
I set myself free, I am setting myself free of the tendency of blaming others for my failure. I tell myself today: 'It's you dear, it has always been you and you only...'
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Sometimes it is probably better to not have a choice, maybe it helps us accept what we have and move on.
Problems often occur when you have a choice and a chance but somehow fail to grab it.
Suppose you've never loved someone and gone for an arranged marriage, you didn't have a choice of your own and as a result it is easier to accept that person as your spouse. Imagine that you still love someone else but couldn't move forward with it due to adverse circumstances; it would take a lot for you to get over that person and accept someone else as your spouse now.
Similarly, imagine that you've always loved Mathematics as a subject since your childhood, your first love in your studies...but your circumstances compelled you to choose some other field of study...you will always have a soft corner for Maths till death perhaps.
Choices are good if you have the guts to pursue them, not otherwise. It takes the acceptance out of you for alternatives. Not for everyone, but definitely for people who are really bad at getting over them. That's not immaturity, well, maybe it is, but that certainly is love...-
The physiological need to be different from everyone else takes a toll on us as it is intrinsic to our being. Not all of us are pretending to be different but it's intrinsic to us from our upbringing, our ideals.
It takes a lot of courage to love and let go, it takes a lot of courage to love someone differently, to be different to that person from others, to be unconditional. Our body will say 'fuck being different' from time to time, but it takes huge toll to remain patient as ultimately patience brings peace.
It takes courage to say 'All eyes on Rafah' & 'All eyes on Bangladeshi Hindus' at the same time. It takes courage to be unbound and unlabeled.
Yes, maturity 'sucks' sometimes, but it is a beautiful one way tunnel, once we are into it, we can't go back to being immature. It is tough, but that's what makes us who we are.
Be different and more importantly, be you.
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I've seen people come to take help, I've heard people fading away according to their convenience and I don't find that weird as that's basic human nature. I've heard people say, 'Be as you are and I will be there for you no matter what' and seen them stand by me through the darkest of times. Our duty is to love irrespective of the nature of acquaintances as to love is a part of our basic instinct as well. We often keep wondering whether we will be loved in return or not and that expectation is a part of human instinct as well, but to get love in return we need to keep loving...irrespective of the outcome.
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You keep on taking them for granted...again and again and again. You don't pick up their phones, maybe you are genuinely busy or maybe you are just irritated. You keep blabbering to yourself: 'God, can't they wait? It has just been a couple of hours and it's not even 9pm!!'
You ignore them, avoid them at times and maybe shout at them just because you know it for a fact that they are not going anywhere...
And then, suddenly, the phone stops ringing, the room starts emptying, the house is not home anymore...you are the one who has to face the fire and grow up...you cry like you've never cried before, you are angry, sad and most of all...you are guilty...guilty of not being able to express your love, your care. You hit yourself in the head wondering 'What if...' and then and only then do you become the philosopher who gets to tell the others...'Do it, say it while you still have the time...embrace it while you still can...'
"Cheers to the ones here today, cheers to the ones that we lost on the way"-
If you are a person who is still not well settled, not financially stable, please try not to get carried away by your surroundings with your friends settling down with their sweethearts, having kids and all. Let's say you indulge yourself and get hitched without financial stability, go with the flow, get pushed by your relatives into marriage, remember: a couple of years down the line you will have a kid or kids. You will be attending get togethers with the friends who inspired you to get married and have kids, but now, even though you are accepted fondly by your childhood friends into the party despite the financial/social mismatch, your kids will be disheartened, sad and jealous of the other kids whose parents, i.e your financially stable friends, were able to send them to a fancy school, buy them fancy toys, maybe take them to a trip abroad. You will fit in, because your friends love you, but just because your friends love you, doesn't mean that their kids will definitely love your kids. You might not care about social status and rightly so, but remember, your kids will be affected and they will ask you one day: Dad/Mom, why can't I have that same toy your friend's kid has?
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In a post pandemic world where people are still recovering from losing their loved ones, in a world led by psychotic war mongers, in a country with 90% inflation and lack of presence of disposable income in the hands of the middle class, humans looked for a reason to smile. A smile that comes from within, a smile from of a sense of involvement, a sense of being, a sense of togetherness. A togetherness that transcends beyond the concepts of conventional theology/religion/culture/ethnicity, was essential, even if it was temporary.
Only football had a capability of being that entity beyond convention, a jab of morphine.
The first time since 'The God' Diego closed his eyes forever just in order to look at his favourite son: the prophet Lionel and his men, from above and beyond the clouds...a nation, a continent and the globe got a reason to smile...no matter whether they like football or not, humans, in general, were in it together; they nodded, they smiled, they stayed still, they cried...Diego looked on, Lionel played on and the perpetual 'Sol De Mayo' kept smiling from inbetween the blue and white stripes...a smile for humanity 🔵⚪🔵
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I remember when a few of my colleagues asked me, 'bro, why don't you invest more time in learning coding which will help you in your work career? Or maybe invest more time in learning how to become an entrepreneur, how to make money in your sleep, how to invest in share markets, etc...why spend your spare time reading books? Do you think reading theories, speeches, stories, novels will be of any help in the long run? What's the utility?'
My answer to that question is crisp but maybe not that simple...
First of all, there's no rivalry between reading and becoming an entrepreneur or learning coding, you don't have to sacrifice one to do the other. Bill Gates is an avid reader and a billionaire, at the same time there r successful businessmen who r not fond of reading.
Secondly, the utility of reading novels and speeches might not be directly conceivable, but what reading does is, it helps me look at my surroundings through a very dynamic pair of lenses which allows me in turn to observe the various colours of human nature and life without limiting myself to black or white or even grey; it goes beyond the concept of good or bad. Reading gives me clarity, just as experience does.-
Woh bhi ek din tha jab saare baithkar 10 channel waale TV pe Doordarshan dekha karte the, ye bhi ek din hai k sab alag alag apne apne dhun mein web series binge watch karne mein lage hain;
Woh bhi ek din tha jab hum DDLJ ya 'Josh' ya 'Phir Bhi Dil Hai Hindustani' ka ek gaana sunne k liye dinbhar 9XM ya B4U chalakar intezaar karte the, aaj bhi ek din hai k 5 din mein 'Kesariya' ko 58 lakh views mil jaate hai;
Woh bhi ek din tha jab uski ek din ka chat conversation scroll karne mein 1-2 minutes lag jaate the, ye bhi ek din hai k sirf ek screenshot mein uski 2-3 din ka chat conversation dikh jaata hai...
Hairaani toh iss baat ki hai k hum badalne se darte toh hai, magar badlav hi humaara aadat bann jaati hai. Dil sachcha rahe bass, badlav achchha hai...aur baaki, God is Great ♥️-
Have you ever felt like you are good at everything other than the things you are actually expected to do? 🤔
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