Journey

BROTHER.... I saw a boy playing with a girl on the road side. That girl was my friend, a colony friend that everyone had in his or her age of eight. Middle class family of mine, simple we all were. At that point of time when my maa used to give me rs.5 for buying my favourite chocolate was the satisfactory thing ever. That boy was around five I guess. I out of habit got jealous that my friend is giving my play time to someone else. Call it fortunate or unfortunate I was unaware that their is a relationship called brother and sister, I only have my four year sister that time (God had made sisters so beautiful that I never aspires for younger brother). And he felt on ground! Jesus, she was literally in tears, she made him stand said sorry almost thirteen times. I came close to, with my limited wisdom I ordered her to come and play with me. Yes, I was that much insensitive in my childhood. She gave me a look like she never knew me. Ran towards her house and made her Mom convince that ...

DONT DARE TO BE DIFFERENT, DARE TO BE YOURSELF.  The best thing about one's life is that it's his own. No other person can influence it until it's permitted. Why we forget what we are and follow what other do, eventually society has created the fake norms that is followed blindly. Status and prestige is all we desires and expect from other who are close to us. One thong we are missing is a time, a single minute for ourself. I wont question the potential you are putting in your daily PROFESSIONISM but the race in which we all are running has not got any finishing line. Once you got to know the person you see in mirror, that day miracle would happen. We wrongly perceives that when we think deeply about ourself we would go in depression or we would be sad if we came to know about the weakness inside, that is already known to our subconscious but not to our conscious mind. Once we get to know the internal power we would surely get connected to immortal power by which e...