Making myself happy...not just being happy.

Sunday 9 June 2013 at 1:11pm

Today, a Sunday I shouldnt be sitting at home, well hostel, and thinking how to be happy. I hate to stay indoors. Especially during weekends. But some days either the people around you or the climate force u to stay home. Today is such a day, nd today's culprit is rain. And I think this is gonna be my Sunday routine for next two months, as monsoon has come showering love and cold. Its not monsoon that led me to pen this. But its the 'too serious' thoughts on how to make myself happy!!! Because being happy and making yourself happy are two different things. I vote for second one because the underlying reason behind making youself happy is your love for yourself. As I love myself, I starting finding ways to make me happy... As my laptop had stopped working, I really started thinking this time than confining myself to Google, like every other time. As I found myself depressed for last few months, I thought some changes in life or me may make me happy... Ya. So lets try to switch job...but this seems to be not a good time. Lets get married, so life will change...but isnt that a bigger change?? And its defenitly attached to emotions of so many people around me. Not a good option. Lets buy a car...phew!!! Dont have enough money to fill petrol in my scooter. Lets buy a gift for mom...ya seems to be good but then she will ask about my monthly expenditure, savings followed by a long monetary advice. Not now. Will buy her on next mothers day. Give my boyfriend a surprise...he will love it. But I think he is already surprised and shocked by the way I behave for last few months..so it would be better if I be nicer to him than giving surprises. I was running out of options but then I remember reading somewhere, that the easiest way to find happiness is by paintings nails...just for girls.ya. That is a wonderful idea...and when I did that I really followed the way that author mentioned, to paint it. Removing an existing color, with an attitude to dump unnecessary worries from mind...clean the nails and sanitize your mind...paint it with a different color, fill your heart with colorful thoughts. Well this did actually helped me. And I was thinking, sometimes how all this silly things can make me happy!!! Well for me, life as a whole is not fair...but when broken down into small episodes life is a fairytale. Small things bring more happiness.:-) and the more effort I put to make myself happy...the more happier I am.

Late night realizations

Thursday 18 April 2013 at 11:34pm Sometimes you just need to accept certain lessons that life teaches you, even though your innerself dont want you to. Because you cant convince life. You can only convince yourself about life. My life is a good teacher. A very hard working and generous one. Its never stops teaching me neither its tired of testing on me. But what I have learned out of it is so heartbreaking for me.... 1. Noone can make you happy unless you decide to be. 2. Noone will ever understand you if you tell them that you are emotional to someone or something. People can never understand someone else's emotion. 3. You have a sister ? You have a brother ? They are not your true friends. They can never be friends with you. If they are not behaving like your dad mom....you are lucky. 4. Noone will support you in your dream.... You are lucky if your boy friend does. 5. You will have 100 friends ... Bt when, what you want is just to talk to someone and cry, noone will show up. If someone does, they wil start giving you lectures. 6. You have a conscience or inner voice which is very strong and thts the only Peron or thing that will stay with you till end. But....sometimes even he/she wont take your side. Shared with Memoires for Android http://market.android.com/details?id=net.nakvic.dromoris http://sites.google.com/site/drodiary/

Accompany you forever

If you are walking; will hold your hand and walk with you...
If you are thirsty; will get you a glass of water...
If you are sick; would take care of yours...
If you are hungry; will cook food for you...
If you are happy; will join you...
If you are sad; will make you smile...
If you are angry; will kiss you on forehead to make you calm...
If you hate me; will love you more...

If you die; will come with you in heaven...

Will accompany you forever my love my life....

I love you and will always love you....

the last gulmohar tree: Papa's white canvas

the last gulmohar tree: Papa's white canvas: Papa was an artist. I wont call him a painter but he was an artist. And he was like anyother artist who rarely cuts his hair, comes out...

Papa's white canvas



Papa was an artist. I wont call him a painter but he was an artist. And he was like anyother artist who rarely cuts his hair, comes out of his room and very rarely talks to anyone....but that didnt matter to me. I was always proud of him. And I loved those colors he put in his canvas. He always had a plain white canvas in his room...before he makes use of one, he makes sure that another will take that place. And that plain white canvas was treated as the most valuable thing in that room. I never understand why. I never asked either.

I thought I would be just like him when I grow up and I will draw my dreams, I will give colors to my dreams, and I will give them wings. And my son would be so proud of me.... Never matter.Today neither I have a dream nor a son.

But there is still one white canvas in my room. And it reminds me of an unfinished art, an upstarted work, a help seeking hand, a call from life....which tells me that are miles to go. I dont know what the white canvas meant for papa. Neither do I know what it means to you...but its true, u too have a plain white canvas with you. Draw your dreams, give them colors...give them wings
 

Sometimes people doesn't stay in your life..but the things they have given does. Those memories does. And the changes that they have brought in you also does. Every non human part of a relationship lasts for long, except the relationship itself. And all this non human parts add to your definition. Definition changes, people changes, relationships changes....things stay !!!



I remember reading that long love letters in wrinkled torn old notebook which my granny kept like her most expensive ornament. And it made me envisage a turkey prince who loved my granny and who fought for her. And I wondered whether the fighter turkey prince looked like my grandpa ? I never asked granny anything more about the prince. Neither did she told me intentionally but he was there in all her bed time stories. And I used to fall asleep dreaming my granny and prince riding on a horse.

And I grew up with her stories, with her letters and with a deep faith in the same love which was imprinted on that notebook papers. when I met my first love, I was so keen to write letters for him as I knew the intensity of writing down your feelings on paper. But my prince never had a chance to read a love letter, because whenever I feel like writing it, I type it down and send a text msg. And reading my messages, gave him the same feeling I used to get whenever I read my granny’s notebook. Well I think that’s how it should be, as feelings cannot change with respect to change in the way you express it. Granny belonged to an age of papers and I belong to an age of smart phones. And I can’t imagine how my children would express their feeling of love. And if I say my granny’s bed time stories to my children they will never be able to understand it. So I just read them an online bedtime story, till they fall to deep sleep. But I still wish, if there is a turkey price, let my child have him, whom neither my granny nor I could ever meet.