Rise in the Fall

My naked feet touched the cold, wet grass. The cool breeze gave me a chill. My open hair blew and I was overwhelmed with calmness and serenity. My dark black eyes under deep set eyebrows reflected the vast lush green trees and dotted colorful small flowers. Where was I? In a beautiful foreign country? In a landscape? In a grassland? Well, I was in the park in front of my house. It is an at the most ordinary park with nothing special. But the season of autumn makes everything beautiful and alive. Autumn- my favorite time of the year. With frequent rain showers and a pleasant weather, autumn is the season of love. It fills hearts with joy and color. Makes us fall in love, with each other, with nature. It soothes the soul and frees the mind.

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But is there another meaning to autumn? Yes, of course. Autumn is the season when tress shed their old leaves and grow new ones. I am sure we all know this. It’s the way of nature. What is so special about it? The way of nature itself makes it important, and of significance. 

Why do trees shed their leaves? Is it because trees are heartless, emotionless? Aren’t the leaves not worth anymore? Do the trees not care? According to me, they just realize the concept of moving on. Of letting go off the past experiences and getting ready for new challenges. To look forward to the new start, new season in their life. To look forward to the new year with happiness and acceptance. 

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If trees, who are motile creatures can accept this phase of life, then why can’t we, as humans- the greatest in all the beings inhabiting this earth- not accept the simple epistemology of moving on? Why can we not accept change as a way of nature? Something which is bound to happen, will happen. No matter how much we delay it. Scraping off the past mistakes and welcoming the future opportunities is an integral part of life. 

But is it easy to just move on and accept life as it comes? Is it easy to let go of all that we have hung onto? Is it easy to forget our past mistakes and start again? To give ourselves a new chance? Of course not. It isn’t easy for the trees too. It is not easy for them to let go of the old leaves that had become a part of them, a part of their identity. We, as humans, too feel afraid of changing our identity, our true self. 

But tell me, do we even know what our true self is? How do we define ourselves? There is no one definition of a human being. We keep evolving. No one, not even you yourself know the real you. All we our today is a sum of all our past experiences, the slightest of incidents, our wins and losses. We are an accumulation of all our conversations and  all our relationships. Each book we read, each film we watch, each person we meet, leaves an impact on us.

 Tell me then, should growing up and out be that difficult? If trees don’t shed their leaves, how will flowers blossom and fruits ripe again? If we don’t shed off our old part, how will the new happiness and goodness come? This autumn, along with the trees, let’s shed our past mistakes and regrets and welcome new experiences. Happy Autumn!

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To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this. 

Hope you all have a great autumn!

Also, all your valuable opinions and reviews are always welcome. They will help me improve my writing and give you even better articles to read next time.

Yours

Guneesha

Be You

My hands are sweaty. My heartbeat is ten times faster. I can feel myself shaking. My friend just finished her speech and I am next. I have to go on the stage and speak in front of my half school. I want to hide in the curtains forever. I am nervous from my head to toe. And they call my name! I suddenly wish to have the invisibility cloak of harry potter or the anywhere door of doraemon. I literally have to drag myself up to the stage. This is me before going to the stage every time. I have done many plays in school, participated in various activities and attended a few workshops too. I should have great confidence level. And somewhere, I do. But every time I have to speak in front of some people, I am stressed out. Not because of what I am going to say. I trust my content and my speaking ability. But because what they are going to think. 

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What will others think of me? Will they like me? Am I good enough? Am I pretty enough? Am I cool enough? Am I start enough? No matter how much we deny, all these questions circle each of our minds everyday. This is called the fear of judgement and most of us have it. We struggle to fight it all our lives. 

When I started writing this blog, one thought constantly concerned me was- will the people reading this like my work? Do I even write well? Is starting a blog a good idea? And it affected my writing. I couldn’t express myself freely.

Where does this fear of judgement originate from? Basically, it’s because of the importance we give to the value of others’ opinions. We desperately want others to like us. In one of his interviews, Shah Rukh Khan was asked how does he handle the negative comments from the audience. His answer was a simple one but I really liked it. He said- “I have stopped taking all the views from my audience entirely, whether they are positive or negative. When the praise started to not affect me much, the criticism also didn’t.”

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In the present generation, ‘acceptance’ is really important fo us. Be it a 12 year old kid or a 50 year old man, we all want to be accepted in the society we live in.  There have been certain rules and regulations set for each age group, that is required if you want to live in the society. 

For example, in high school, it’s important for you to smoke or drink or be on social media, otherwise how would people know you? At school and college level, we call it peer pressure. But sadly, the elders who teach us to stay away from peer pressure are unknowingly getting influenced by it too.

We are in a constant fight with ourselves to try to fit in with the people around us. People we think are cool. But the truth is, the people we think of as cool and classy, are struggling with fear of judgement too.

Moreover, we are afraid of others judging us on the things we ourselves judge others on. For example- if you feel others will judge you on what you are wearing, its only because you are noticing their clothes too. It’s a cycle and the only way to get out of it is to stop judging others. Humans expect others to be the way they themselves are. For example, a kind hearted person will always expect kindness from other people too. So if you don’t judge other people, you will automatically feel no one’s judging you. I know it’s tough. I know it takes time. But it’s something our society really needs right now.

 

To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this. 

Hope you all judge less and live more.

Also, all your valuable opinions and reviews are always welcome. They will help me improve my writing and give you even better articles to read next time.

Yours

Guneesha

 

 

Disconnect to Connect

I picked up my phone. I nearly had a hundred messages from twenty of my friends. I wonder what was happening. Was it some new gossip? Some new scandal? Were they planning to hangout? I opened the first message excitedly and what I saw next nearly made me drop my phone out of my hands. My whole body started shaking. I felt really embarrassed. Apparently, some person from my school had created this meme page on Instagram about everyone in the school. And it had  my picture as well! I found it really offensive. Since I’m not on Instagram, all my friends were messaging me and letting me know about it. Some people found it funny(which kind of it was). But since I’m a person who gets panicked and freaked out easily, I was angry. This anonymous person was making jokes out of everyone’s personal lives. Many of my friends reported the account and this is the hot topic to discuss ever since.

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But when I thought of it after a while with a calm mind, I realized this wasn’t something new we were seeing on social media. Since it was about me I got all this furious and critical about violating Instagram’s policies and interfering in people’s lives and what not. It hit me a bit later that social media is full of these things- memes, gossip and negativity.

Social media was invented so that people can catch up with one another, not insult each other and use someone else’s life for entertainment. What happened with me is a very small thing. Probably a joke by one of my friends. No one would even remember it after a week. But that is not what my point is. My point is to make my readers realize how powerful social media has become. How it is controlling us.

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People these days use Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and Snapchat to show each other how rich they are or how cool they are or how much fun they are having. Most people today leave these platforms because they are tired of the negativity and falseness that surrounds it.

You can change a person’s reputation in a second by this. People leak inappropriate photos and videos of someone, many of which are fake. In addition to this, there are so many cyber crimes surrounding us.  People make fake accounts to fool others. The main cause of us getting fooled is our dependency on social media. We talk to people more online than in real life. We tend to look for happiness, love and attention through fake means which turns out to be very harmful.

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Having a thousand followers and a million likes on a picture has become a race. We want to look the best, go to the best places, hangout with the best people, eat the best food just for our feed on Instagram. Our happiness now depends on the number of likes and comments we get.

I’m not trying to be a total critic and this very saint-like person. Nor am I trying to say that social media is very wrong. No, it isn’t. I also use it. It is very useful and entertaining. Wrong is the way we handle it. We should not use it to harm or insult others. Nor should we try to find happiness through it. It’s a tool humans made for their use, let us not let it control us. Let’s post less, like less and live more.

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To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this. 

Hope you all scroll less and live more.

Also, all your valuable opinions and reviews are always welcome. They will help me improve my writing and give you even better articles to read next time.

Yours

Guneesha

 

 

 

 

 

Failure

I wake up to the sound of my mother shouting my name and banging on my door. I am irritated, what on Earth does she want me to do at 7 a.m when my holidays are going on?Then it strikes me- today is my result day! Oh god! I jump off the bed and nearly stumble up on the clothes scattered on my floor(my mom is going to kill me for not putting them in the cupboard). I forget to wear my shoes and I’m about to leave the house wearing my most comfortable slippers when my sister reminds me of my school shoes. I get ready in a haste that morning, not because I’m late. I wake up at 7 every morning. But because I’m going to get my result today. It’s the most horrific day of my ninth standard, well apart from the day I had my maths exam on. But today’s not an exam, it’s my result! I would get the result of what I had been doing all year. As I’m about to get in my car to drive to my school, another horrible idea comes to my mind- what if I had fail? I had totally forgotten that we could get detained class ninth onwards. What if I had scored really poor marks and I was not going to be promoted to tenth like all my other friends. The disappointed face of my teachers and parents comes to my mind. But I brush away the thought and sit in silence for the rest of the car ride. Once inside my classroom, everyone around me is just as scared. No one utters a word. My hands feel sweaty. My throat is dry. The teacher calls my name. My feet feel stuck on the ground. Finally, gathering some courage I go up to my teacher to get my result. And I literally cry out in happiness! I had scored very well in all my subjects and yes, I was going to be promoted to class tenth.

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It’s not as if I’m a very bad student. I’m an above average student and I score fairly good every time. But still, I had the fear of failure. Failure is a word that scares everyone so much. People run away from it. No matter what you do in life, being a failure is not acceptable. If you look up the dictionary, fail means not being successful in something. So what if you are not successful at something the first time? You can always try again, can you not? Then why do we take this word so seriously? Why can we not just accept our mistakes, learn from them and move on? Why can we not accept failure as a part of life and a step towards success?

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Making a mistake only means you are trying. Not everyone will succeed in the first attempt. Not every student will score 90%. Not every politician will win the election. Not every applicant will get the job. Not every actor will have a successful film. But that doesn’t mean that those who don’t succeed in the first few attempts are useless. It doesn’t mean that they are not trying.

Even Thomas Edison tried 107 elements till he got tungsten for his bulb. Just think, if Edison had got demotivated by the people around him and stopped at his first few failures, we won’t be getting any light today.

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The society we live in emphasizes so much on the need to be no. 1 in everything that we often forget that the result is not important, the process is. Often getting burdened up by the pressure from the people around, we forget what we really are here for. We are here to learn and spread knowledge, not be in no.1 in everything.
Also, we get demotivated and demoralized so quickly that we aren’t able to use our abilities properly. We are brought down to this Earth for a reason. We have a purpose to solve. When that purpose is solved, our soul will leave this body and go to live as someone else. But we often forget our life’s true purpose and we either end our life before solving the purpose or lose all hope to do so.

But again, it’s not true that all failures have tried really hard but failed. There are some of us who don’t try at all. Maybe because we don’t get have the courage to do so or we just don’t want to do the job assigned to us. Let’s not forget though- we have a purpose to solve. Small steps are necessary to start a big journey. Let’s not forget to make our journey really special and memorable. Don’t think of any task as small or big. Every work has its own significance.

So let’s all of us try our best to succeed in everything in life and be no.1 in our eyes, not someone’s else’s. And if for some reason we fail to do so, let’s not lose hope and always try again.

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To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this. 

Hope you all always succeed in whatever you do.

Also, all your valuable opinions and reviews are always welcome. They will help me improve my writing and give you even better articles to read next time.

Yours

Guneesha

 

 

 

Be A Soldier

The air around me was tense and cold. I was freezing. I could hear gunshots all around. There was smoke and blood all around. My heartbeat was ten times faster. The enemies were large in number, but we were strong in our intentions. You must be wondering where was l? A battleground? A video game? I was in the cinema hall, watching URI- The Surgical Strike. One of the most loved and appreciated movie this year. It was based on the surgical strike that India did in Pakistan in September, 2016 to fight back for the losses we had suffered. A team of around four hundred soldiers were involved. It was a successful mission with no casualties.

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What goes through our minds when we watch such movies? We feel immense hatred towards the enemies and great respect and love towards our own brothers who fight on the border. We become really strong patriots for a few hours, maybe a few days or even a few weeks. But then what? We start continuing with our normal lives and stop thinking about the soldiers at the borders fighting for us. Our parents grant us this life, but soldiers protect it. Our soldiers are responsible for each and every breath we take.

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When our film-stars portray such roles on screen, we clap and whistle in the theatre. We cry and salute them. But how many of us actually even spend one minute of our day to think about the soldiers giving away their lives for our security. Our actors, whom we consider our idols and heroes get paid 3-4 crores for a film they do, but our soldiers don’t have a salary of more than 3-4 lakhs. I’m not trying to question how the country works. I’m just trying to make all my readers realize their responsibility as citizens for the country they live in. I am sure that each of you reading this article would pause for a moment and thank our soldiers. They are our real heroes. They give away their lives at the border while we are happily and safely living our lives here. While we are here crying over little problems we face in our lives, they are away battling with enemies.

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I don’t want you to become a big Patriot and a brave person overnight. We all can’t go and take part in wars. And we shouldn’t. The least we can do is learn from the people who do so. Learn how to be strong willed, iron hearted, focused, mentally and physically strong. Learn how to accept the bad times in life, face your enemies and be disciplined.

Learn to accept emotional losses as a part of life and overcome them. For that, let’s take a look at the family of our brave heroes. While they are away at the front fighting off the enemies, their families are here worrying and missing them every second. They are here making such a big sacrifice. Imagine not being able to attend someone close’s funeral, not being able to see your child for the first time, not being able to celebrate all the festivals with your family. It takes a lot of courage, strength and sacrifice. But our soldiers have a big and their own family- The country.

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Moreover, realize your responsibility towards your country. It’s time for you to Be A Soldier by not fighting on the front, but repaying your country back by small deeds. Start being a little sensitive towards mother earth and our environment. Stop cutting trees. Stop contributing to air and water pollution. Stop wasting water. Start following the rules and regulations. Be a good citizen and respect the land you live on.

 

To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this. 

Hope you all close your eyes for a moment and thank our beloved soldiers.

Yours

Guneesha

 

 

Don’t Give Up!

Sometimes you are lost. You feel empty, broken. You don’t know what to do. You don’t know where to go. You don’t know what it feels to be happy anymore, you don’t know what feels home anymore. That fake smile on your face hides a hundred emotions- hurt, anger, fear, loneliness. You don’t live, you just exist. You become a lifeless soul. Days become too long. You just wish to get over with every day. You get up from the same bed, wear the same clothes, eat in the same kitchen, meet the same people, but everything feels new, strange and different. People you have known all your life, you have grown up with, you have shared every laugh and every tear with- feel like strangers. People who used to feel like home, feel an abandoned island. You again become a new born baby. A baby who is crying and alone, who is unfamiliar with this big world, who doesn’t know anyone here. You have no one to guide you, no one to tell you what’s right or wrong, no one to teach you to survive in this cruel world. Life is a maze. Our whole life we try to find our way out of this maze. But sometimes in this race, you lose your way. You become exhausted and tired, alone and confused and you give up. You don’t want to solve this mystery anymore. You don’t want to live anymore. Every past mistake, every past regret, every past sorrow comes back like strong waves to you. During the day, you are still okay. Going through it like every other day. But it hits you at night. The loneliness and hurt creeps in slowly at night. When you are laying alone on your bed, staring lifelessly at the ceiling, waiting for tears to roll down your cheeks, waiting for some miracle to happen, some miracle to take you out of this misery. But then you realize no one is there and no miracles happen. This is a real world. A reality where you laugh, you cry, you love, you get hurt, you fall down and you get up once again.

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Falling is easy. Breaking down is easy. You get hurt easily. You get lost easily. But how do you come out of this trap? How do you heal yourself? How do you find your way back when you don’t even know where you come from and where do you want to go? How do you make new relationships when you lose your own identity? It literally takes a lot of courage, doesn’t it? Where do you get that courage from? You get it from yourself. When you have no one, you have yourself. When you don’t want to live anymore, cling on to the only bit of hope you have. You may break, feel shattered, feel alone and depressed, but remember, nothing or no one is as precious as you. Nothing or no one is worth taking your life. This life was given to you as a blessing so that you can prove to be a blessing to the world. This life was given to you because you deserve it. You were sent to this world because you can make a difference to it. Don’t let one incident or one person make you take your own life. You deserve to be here, you deserve to live, you deserve to be happy. Nothing and no one can take your life away from you. You are beautiful, strong, worthy and the best. You have the power to do anything you want to do live your life. Don’t give up. Don’t lose hope.

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To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this.

I wish you never give up and keep shining.

Yours

Guneesha

Happy New Year!

My hands were sweaty, my throat dry. I was in a cold shiver. I was tired and my eyes were sleepy, I hadn’t slept the whole night before. Why was I like this? Well, it was the first day of my new school! Changing school in 11th? Tough decision. Really tough. You leave behind a dozen friends, a million memories, your reputation, your good grades and even some boyfriends. You have to start over- make new friends, develop a new nice image, impress the teachers and score excellent. That too in 11th. It’s next to a nightmare for all of us, isn’t it? The first few days my parents told me they were changing my school for new opportunities and exposures, I was frozen. I shouted, I cried, I fought like a two-year child. but my parents were firm on their decision. Standing outside this new, strange and big building, I hated my parents, I hated my life. I didn’t want to go inside. I wanted to run back to my old life, my old friends. I wasn’t ready for a new beginning.The bell rung and I dragged my feet inside.
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But after two years when I write this, I am glad I entered that building that day. that changed my whole life. it made me who I am today. it gave me some of the best opportunities possible. I am thankful to my parents for forcing me to go. I am thankful to God for that new beginning.
As new year is round the corner, I decided to write about new beginnings. Every year, you get new experiences, you meet new people, you learn new stuff, you grow up as a person and you live a new life. You make new resolutions, things you need to do that year. That’s why we celebrate New year so beautifully and excitedly. You get a new chance at life. You leave behind the hurt, regret, fear, sorrow from the previous year and head on to the new one. To make new experiences, new relationships and make yourself a better person. that’s what life is all about. Going through new adventures. Apart from going out to celebrate New year, eating delicious food, dancing, singing, and enjoying yourself, try to forget and forgive. Forgive the people who hurt you this year, forgive yourself for all your mistakes. New year is a new opportunity to be the best version of yourself. Take the good memories and leave behind the bad ones. That’s how you’ll truly celebrate a beautiful and enjoyable new year.
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To all my wonderful readers,

Thank you so much for taking time out and reading this. 

Hope you all have a wonderful new year, a wonderful new beginning.

Yours

Guneesha