Posts Tagged ‘article

07
Feb
18

3 Jacks state!

The epic journey of colours –  Pink, Gold and Blue!

The beginning…

The year-end journey usually is the unsure one. You can’t decide what you should do to end the year on a good note. There is always a dilemma of thoughts asking friends for plans and still remain in two minds whether to go or not to go. That’s how I guess almost 70% people like me thinks and then either they end up sulking at home alone or get bored in a most unnerving alcoholic party where you only regret to be a participant.

Now comes the second part, luckily sometimes you partner with someone and an abrupt plan happens. You know from the core of your heart that the idea is crazy and it involves a lot of risks. Still, you take it because the adrenaline has already triggered in your system and it won’t give you peace unless you complete the given task. That’s what happened with me this year, I embarked on a crazy, unplanned and epic journey for Rajasthan depending on friends.
Well, it was a lot of risks, the journey was at first planned for 2 days then it extended to 10 days and with bare minimum money. People usually say that unplanned travel is the best and I agree with it completely. The visit to Rajasthan was truly a memorable one in every respect and I have cherished every bit of it. A truly thrilling, enjoying travel happened across 3 grand cities of Rajasthan. Soaking the 3 vibrant colours Pink, Gold and Blue! While writing about this journey, the blog was becoming too much to read and write…hence I sectioned it into 3. Hope you will enjoy!!

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29
May
16

Dilli dilwalonka saher hai….one year and still surviving!

 

Exactly a year ago on this date, I boarded train from my dear city Kolkata and came to Delhi. I was gawky, scared and nervous. I am not the first person in this world who leaves home to pursue dream, but for me it was different. Somewhere it was not my dream that chased, instead I wanted to escape from my city. I couldn’t stay any longer and bury myself in pain….so that’s how it all happened.

I left my home, my parents, my city and everything else dear to me…to a new city,  an unknown place amongst unknown people and harsher environment. To all especially my father believed his daughter is making a difference, yes she was…but in a different way. Staying away from your home, you realize a lot of things. People who actually care for you, who is real friend and who you can trust. All this and much more happened with me. I cannot complain as this is the nature and there is nothing wrong in natural occurring. People will change, time will fly and you grow wise…wiser and at last you feel you’re your only friend.

I survived. I survived this one long roller coaster turmoil eye-opening truth realizing year. And I am happy about it. I have gained lot of strength both mentally and may be a bit physically. Now I am wiser. I can let go off things easily, somewhere I can live without people around me and those once who mattered a lot before I can stay without them. Speaking of Delhi, I have gained few friends and for good reasons. If I don’t acknowledge them it will be a sacrilege. At times they became more close and understanding than people with whom I have put my trust.  I guess its not the place that influences people but its your perception, I can never say that the people I knew were the best or the best people are those from where I belonged, as best is always unknown and yet to arrive.

Meeting all different kinds of people was an enthralling experience and also learning things or two about your old acquaintances was amusing…I enjoyed both. I don’t know how much differences I have made, but I have tried and am trying to do my best. Now at this point of my life, I call myself as a Survivor and want to continue like this in future.

No matter where I will be, I will always owe a lot to Delhi. Delhi is like my brother- it has supported me, broke me and then again protected me and made me strong. I will love you but a bit less than Kolkata. So, here this long article you’re reading, I wrote to showcase my love for my Bro Delhi and celebrating a year here as a Survivor. I think I need one year badge like the ones given to sober people, for me as a Survivor. 😛

19
May
16

Ascertain!

 

It takes a lot of courage to stand up for something you believe in,

It takes a lot of courage to re-built something again, when you’re been broken many times.

It takes a lot of courage to let go off something that used to matter,

It takes a lot of courage to step out into the darkness, when you’re afraid. When you need someone to support you!

It takes a lot of courage to smile when you’re crying from inside,

It takes a lot of courage look normal to that one person with whom you can never be.

It takes a lot of courage to live as damaged but you show you’re alright,

It takes a lot of courage to fight everyday with yourself just for the sake of living.

It takes a lot of courage to open your heart and say those words,

It takes a lot of courage to accept rejection and still live.

It takes a lot of courage to trust again and accept the liars,

It takes a lot of courage still keeping the faith for good life.

It takes a lot of courage when you’re wronged for no reason,

It takes a lot of courage to forgive those and thinking it’s a part of life.

It takes a lot of courage to calm yourself when you’re roaring inside,

It takes a lot of courage to face those people with a smile.

It takes a lot of courage to love yourself again, dream again and keep your faith going…

Because that is life! It takes a lot of courage to be human. Not perfect, not fitting but not fake!

It’s the courage that defines you, how you build yourself and see yourself…

Courage is the real power. Be courageous!