My Piece for the day

I am not gonna say It caused me harm Nor look out for one Seeking Calm Silent as an ocean Moving like a tide A conversation Is all I crave But, don't expect Me to say Memories long lost Now on endless roads Scared I wake up Confused I sleep Dreams I can't fathom Roads I can't lead Struck in between Life feels like sin Smiles I found Happiness I lost Lost I seem Weird I feel Hope, I keep Courage, I loose It wasn't a race But, still I lost You tell me What I really do Growing impatient Yet see no roads No plans to return No tickets to go Find me a plane That sets me free Looking for change More stuck I got Helpless, I feel Smiles, I keep Long Lost, I feel Hopes, I try keep.

Children's day isn't only for the kids, its for the grown ups to keep their childhood alive in their heart while assuring every  child gets his fair share of childhood. #happychildrensday

As I continue to struggle in vain in my transition from college years to my first job, it often makes me think what is it that is really affecting me so much. On the surface I tend to know but I am not really sure if I do. As I was thinking, I realized maybe it isn't really what I say. Maybe my biggest problem is the fact I failed and that too terribly to say the least. As I was trying to figure out.my life somehow post college, everyone seemed to have it all figured out. It felt like I was the only one who didn't knew what to do. With most of my batch-mates getting admissions in our old or some new great institutions, it would feel like I was the one who was left behind. I must admit somehow some days I still feel like that. I still dread watching and scrolling social media. As everyone seems elated in those pics, I feel embarrassed. For failing, not being able to be proud of where I am, and yet failing to move out to a better place. I often wonder maybe its just the je...

PC - News18 Over the past 16 days I have tried to read and listen to as many opinions as I could. Both in favour and against the scrapping of #Article370 irrespective of my personal belief and views on the matter. Although, honestly I am not sure if I have any. Its two weeks and having heard both sides I am still divided. But what's weird, is there are only 3 men from Kashmir I personally know who I have had discussions in the past. All three of them are moderate in their beliefs and considerate towards other communities as well unlike how many would like them to be portrayed, but today I don't see either of them supporting what's going on. They are the people who have lived in Kashmir and know ground realities better than many of us will ever know. I might not have the knowledge, experience and expertise to speak on such matters but  reading School time textbooks on Politics offlate just made me feel their voices need to be heard. That's the least we could do...

There had been times I thought I was alone but honestly I don't think I have known the feeling of loneliness the way I feel now. Everybody seems to be superbusy or maybe its just me who don't know what to talk about. Inevitably conversations get to what I am planning and doing. But, I have no answers. Initially I was a little convinced but now I am not so sure. I want to make it work but am not sure how? There always had been those once in a while kind of failures that were never too big but this time it feels like maybe I have failed me. I am scared what if I fail as a person in my life. Will I even be able to achieve anything in my life is a question that has begun to haunt me.  At the end of the day, they have tried to do all that they could for me and support me but I am not sure if either of them is too happy with my choice. Though, I have made attempts to justify myself but I know I have let them down and cann't meet their eyes. I haven't been more scared...

"Sometimes the only people you wish to be on your side are the ones you cannot get on board in the end." He wasn't just another professor of my college but is a man I look upto, a mentor I could always ask for advice and is probably a person who is almost like a father figure in my life. His guidance and support has always been a huge source of encouragement. He is definitely a person I genuinely listen to, often follow his advise though might not always agree. But in three years in some way or the other, I always had his approval to go ahead (even if it was just a go ahead to try and experiment but just not this time). The fact that he would just not agree was scary and the possibility that maybe I have let him down this time was in a way heartbreaking. For once, I don't have the courage to meet his eyes and face him until I have proven myself worthy of  his faith. Though there has been a moment when I had been unintentionally rude and probably created a mis...

I wonder if there is still anything left that can shock the world anymore, as everything that was even beyond one's imagination becomes a reality everyday. Just as we think nothing could be worse, people stoop to another low. It has been five years since the Delhi Gangrape case shocked the country. People in hundreds and thousands came to the roads pleading for Justice for the Nirbhaya. Everyone thought that an example will be set that would send shiver down the spine of any man who would dare to force himself on any girl. But in the last few years, things seem to have worsened even more. An eight month infant, an eight year girl, an eighteen year dreamer or an an eighty year old lady - noone seems to be safe in our country today. Rapes and sexual harassment cases from across the country are being reported every single day. As many Indian women athletes prided the country with their outstanding performances in the Commonwealth Games, Asifa's struggle and death has brought te...