स्वतंत्र भारत की ओर….

 

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आज़ादी से मिली जीत, क्यों न फिर से मनाए
वो लहू जो बह गए रो कर क्यों गवाये?
आखिर हम ही तो है हिंदुस्तान के परिंदे
क्यों न बीती हुई बहादुरी को फिर से आज़माये!
चल एक कदम और दो कदम की ओर बढ़ाये,
इस स्वतंत्रता दिवस पर स्वतंत्र विचार रखने की कसम खाये।

७१वी स्वतंत्रता दिवस की हार्दिक शुभ कामनाएं।

DEFINED Love

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Tell me something people are afraid to do? Tell me why love is so rude? Why people are crying alone at night and why they are liking more breakup pages than health sites? Why singles troll to be the happiest? Why mingles get annoyed among racists? Why buying a house don’t need caste system but why two hearts can’t make a home even ? Why teens are restricted to roam along with different genders? Why they are stared as if they have done something rebellious? Why crime don’t take a thought over it? Why love become a crime in-between public? Why girls are not allowed to choose their prince then why dad wish his daughter to be the Cinderella at her ring? Why boys are teased ‘what if they don’t earn’ and then why not feminism takes turn? Is it like buying a smart phone knowing it’s price as same as preparing yourself for an arranged marriage night? Where did the term ‘marital rape’ came into existence when my grands told me, ‘love is persistence’? Why these sacred quotes torn only into tattoo when my morals told me love is not torso? Degree in humanity is more in civil choice, but civil service without humanity and humanity without love is more an evil choice. From when sex defines character rather character defines sex? From when love is teen passion rather passionate teen? Once my friend told me, my love has no future And I asked why you feel not nurtured? She replied with her racing heart, because love is like air and I can’t cost plants! That day I realised everyone is so good in business, they deal dowry as if it is religious! Why a son is not comfortable to share his feelings? What is the logic behind this kind of lack of link? Is it really a generation gap or something which can’t be trapped? Why society decides parent’s dignity? Why happiness and love has no power in creating history? Why hundreds of death are suicidal case? Why a 19-year-old facing heart breaks? Where in holy books these limitations rely? From when these conditions are applied? Why some are out of standards when we all have same way of parturition? From when love could be defined? From then these pages are flooded aligned! After all, love is a tough task because yes I am a social animal dancing at opinion’s bar! That’s how millions of hearts failed in their narration because love in society is no less than billions terms and conditions!



ETHEREAL TEEN STRESS

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In this running world people are getting more towards ‘man-made comfort zones’ while leaving behind the techniques to calm down the internal disturbance of themselves. A fourteen year old boy telling his fellow ‘I am stressed’. Many people criticize that how a fourteen year child can be stressed? Stressed because he is not getting his favorite video game or Mathematics is too tough to solve? We can see many trolls related to it on social media. But first of all, what is stress? Dr. Hans Selye, one of the leading authorities on the concept of stress described stress as ‘the rate of all wear & tear caused by life”. Stress is not an immediate result to any situation but it is a continuous ethereal build-up which is a by-product of a toxic habit called ‘over thinking’. Thinking about something too much or for too long. Not only over thinking but obsessing, brooding or wallowing are also the factors which contributes stress.

The term ‘Teen Stress’ is frequently used now-a-days. It is not only teens that suffer from stress but everyone experience different level of stress throughout their lives. For a teen, there can be many reasons behind it like worries over school/colleges & homework, family demands, any life tragedies, relationship changes, lack of social support or career concerns etc. Many times one is more stressed because of lack of participation in decision-making. But the main question is why this rate is increasing while these reasons were also exist in earlier time?

Else than those written in articles and websites there are more sensitive factors one should know if he/she has accompanying a stress suffering teen. If we look over it as a third person, we will get to know that stress creates its space within someone’s mind when the sufferer feels himself unable to talk about the stressor or issue. Not talking about stressor and about what one actually feels is a host to stress.

There is one more observation upon the difference between the parenting style of ‘then’ & ‘now’. Somewhere physical maintenance is overlapping mental maintenance in now parenting style, where the technique of coping with self-created stress is absent. Children learn more to be rich than to be happy and satisfied in a true manner. Most of the teen when asked, what do you want in your life? They use to reply in an indubitable manner I want money, pride, status or money oriented aims (not all of them but most of them).

So the one who is not able to say what’s going on his grey matter just because ‘what will society image?’ and the one who is forcing himself to be rich and dignified than to be happy, not because his/her parents want it but because he never heard “do what makes you feel alive”, are both somehow interlinked and in between this link, there need to create a comfort zone so that people can speak about their mental health. Anyone who is suffering from mental illness or stress needs support by their surroundings. We have to understand that without genuine support one cannot get out of stress from its root, no matter to which age he/she belongs to. It’s better when one speaks that ‘I am worried’ than one who keeps everything inside and let the stressor do its work because in future it leads to more severe mental illness. So next time when a fourteen year child say ‘I am stressed’ don’t argue with that or comment sarcasm but ask what is the problem? Because no problem is that big or that small. Telling your grief or problem is not a weakness it’s a cure to mental health. So the one who is suffering from so-called ‘T.S things’, feel yourself lucky because you are going to be stronger if you fight it in a right way.

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Pleasure Of Pain

“Life is perfectly not a good choice, death may be simple and peaceful but still not a good choice again” an honest acceptance by my mind, while the sun was at its height.

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But  then I start making excuses. In between the sun set and  arise of night angel my mind speaks again “You can’t deny the fact, that birth and death ain’t your choice but the journey is.”  Isn’t it difficult to bear the variations of our own mind? its like a swirling tornado of thoughts that you actually don’t want but it happens.

After sprinkling motivations and old age philosophies on myself, it is mid night and  again my eyes are blinking to adjust with light or you can say life. I’m somehow managing myself to think again….”reminding yourself that you are hurted is definitely not a good idea but you know little child..pain is important. Imagine your life without pain, don’t you think it’s a push? ..everyone needs it! It is something we are invisibly dependent on to keep moving. It’s like a ‘driving force’ and yes its driving me! It’s a essence of being alive because without dark, existence of light can’t be traced. ohh wait! pain never says, “my dear friend stop walking in your life because I’m in and what else you need to do in your life is to be sad all the time.” Definitely not! you’ll not make any step forward until you feel that standing in that position is not satisfying and that is what pain is. It is something which keeps us reminding that ‘WHY’ you never have to stop yourself in the journey of life. Trust me pain is a magical thing if we know its true meaning. Without pain, happiness is just a noise of laughter. I’m lucky I learned a lot and never stopped myself where it was expected..thanks to the most painful part of my life, I’m happy now.”

After a huge fight between my heart and mind…I have written the blog and went back to sleep.. now i can say I’ll wake up with sun rise.

 

 

Eyes of new hopes

The eyes of new hopes are

Still in search of goodness,

White feather of desire

Oscillates in stroms and thunders,

The mighty, the one who destroy the nature

Peaks try to take them all.

Round and round all around the planet

Both measures the same,

Press of claws, lines of sonet.

From sunrise to sunset

No home, only house.

Thinks the miracle will happen

All the small logs together in.

So the eyes of new hopes are

Still in rearch of goodness…

FIRST SNOWFALL OF MY LIFE

“First snow fall of my life” she said with a soft smile. But his hand was warm enough to listen the truth.

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I love you to the moon and back….

~(people shouting in joy on streets outsides)~

As the door knocked, she stopped her tears to cross the limits of her lower eye lashes. While sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly she burst out with laughter, inviting her friends inside with the same familiar slang. Instead of being annoyed, he joined her idea of pretending to be normal…

“come on get up! its snow outside” was their words. They pulled both of them out-of-door but she excused them for a minute and returned back to the room. Standing in front of mirror, her mind muttered “what a beautiful mess it is?”. She tightened her fist more tightly and let her tears cross the limit. She locked the door and went outside whooping out of delight where her friends were waiting. Since it was cold enough, they decided not to go outside on streets. But their high-strung overwhelmed their berserk side and they jumped off to the adjacent terrace under the open sky. Every single snowflakes that touched her skin was simply divine to her happiness. It was 11:30 at night and friends were having the highest of their togetherness. Dancing with the rhythm of affection and singing with everlasting chords, how beautiful it was for them to be an unforgettable memory….those dances and songs, snowfall and night was that permanent painting in their life, which even time can’t  change. That night blowed away the cobwebs.

Slowly, that footloose and fancy free turned into calm amity. They all sat together outside the room, talking and teasing each other. At an instant, in between the half of the whole spoken word, his eyes saw his soul mate…Anyone could see the purity of love in between the distance of their eyes… Those warm hands overlapped the cold one and the contact needed no words to describe what they wanted to say to each other…

They packed up next morning, hugged each other and said “good-bye! will meet you all in Auli next year” and finally left for their colleges.

One year later, they shared the same valentine trolls on their Facebook wall and hanged out with friends cheering up for being single. But at night, she remembered him with a smile and he remembered her smile…both closed their eyes peacefully.