tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4776009560571245922024-03-16T06:39:53.841+05:30Speeding LightWords are magical, they can take you to a different place, allow you to breath a world that you wish to see.
As I try my hands at the magic of words, hope you find it real!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger340125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-30853620142943010442020-12-29T19:25:00.009+05:302020-12-30T20:08:57.521+05:30One Crisis a week – State of India’s media-driven hate agenda<b>The year 2020 has been stressful; we do not want to remember it, do we? Or perhaps we do need to think a bit about how we have been kept on an edge – ‘the sky is falling down’ (if that is a phrase) psychology perpetrated via multiple channels – TV, Facebook, Twitter and the ever so gloriously encrypted WhatsApp messages. <br /></b><br />History will remember the role of Indian media at a time when the country is moving to an oligarchic demo(auto)cracy - how it is build(break)ing a nation by holding high grounds for hate, division and dumbness. Of course, there are exceptions but it is hard to say how long these exceptions will survive? Tough questions are asked about where we are headed as the people in leadership positions deflect the issue, bhakts (blind supporters of Modi/BJP/RSS) have self-appointed themselves as the spokesperson of the regime – and they have weird connections with Indian mythology, history, politics, sociology, economy and whatnot. <div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcAqHfhfh1g/X-yQsJubpPI/AAAAAAAAhO0/UqpLJi5IXkkW9h8tKSwgEgitXZwh6-BYgCLcBGAsYHQ/s600/images-10.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="480" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcAqHfhfh1g/X-yQsJubpPI/AAAAAAAAhO0/UqpLJi5IXkkW9h8tKSwgEgitXZwh6-BYgCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h480/images-10.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><p>Source: <a href="https://edtimes.in/the-infamous-bjp-it-cell-is-in-news-again-for-all-the-wrong-reasons/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">ED Times</a></p></td></tr></tbody></table><div><br />Indian media has gained notoriety in promoting the hate agenda and fake news. Building up to the 2014 win of the BJP government and onwards, we have seen newer terms and phrases take center-stage in newsrooms, which include Commie, Urban Naxal, Godi Media - Lapdogs of Modi Government, WhatsApp University, The Nation Wants to Know, antinational, JNU Activist (many of these should not be offensive but made into an offensive)… <br /><br />News and opinions to choose the narrative from vary on the content of the news. Our capacity to believe or not believe the credibility of news is ever so more dependent on our willingness to investigate further – be well-read, or perhaps some of us carry a strong opinion secretly (which is harmful to ourselves if our opinions are linked to fake news). <br /><br />Let’s visit what aspect of news was fed to us by the media (or shall I say godi media) in 2020? The diversity of topics is mindboggling as one topic or the other will catch one’s attention – even when one is not politically inclined. What is interesting is that the News coverage diverted the attention to everything the core issue. <br /><br />I am picking up a few issues to explain how the core subject was diverted towards an insignificant debate. <br /><br /><b>1. Indian Farmers’ Protest Against legislation that gives dangerous control to corporate <br /></b>Building a Khalistani narrative for farmers’ protest against three farm bills that were passed through an ordinance (not bills – please be mindful of the difference) in the Indian parliament. It is not just that the camera-friendly PM has made multiple appearances in his talk show – Mann Ki Baat indicating oppositions’ influence, I have also heard ministers, celebrities such as Vivek Agnihotri, Kangana Ranaut, Payal Rohtagi pointing out Communists and Urban Naxal involved in undermining the efficacy of the bills. <br />What should have been captured – There is a seemingly deliberate lack of discussions on the Farm Laws, how they will impact the grassroots realities of the agricultural sector, the existential aspect of small and medium farmers, the exploitation of farmers by corporate, taking away legal recourse if farmers are wronged the corporate. <br />The ongoing Farmers Protest which started in September 2020 in Punjab and has now spread throughout the length and breadth of India (between 200,000 and 300,000 are protesting at the borders of Delhi). The farmers got together and objected to three ordinances presented in the Indian parliament. The opposition walked out of the parliament because they objected but the ordinance was rushed by the ruling party BJP. While the farmers articulated their demands very strategically and in unison – to scrap the three laws namely:<br />A. The Farmers' Produce Trade and Commerce (Promotion and Facilitation) Bill, 2020<br />B. The Farmers (Empowerment and Protection) Agreement on Price Assurance<br />C. Farm Services Bill, 2020<br /><br /><b>2. Sushant Singh Rajput’s suicide case – Media trial<br /></b>What we heard was Arnab Goswami coming up with a sensational revelation (with no factual evidence) that Rhea Chakraborty, Sushant’s ex-girlfriend used to sleep around. Sushant’s manager and Sushant were murdered by the deep dark drug-mafia driven Bollywood industry. And how the Maharastra police did not do its job and Bihar police had to intervene – CBI also got involved. Rhea spent 28 days in jail, and in the end, there was no evidence of her involvement in his suicide. <br />The animosity between Shiv Sena and BJP – after BJP-Shiv Sena failed to form an alliance in Maharastra was used to instigate public sentiment in the run down for Bihar elections, as Sushant Singh belonged to the state of Bihar. <br />Media should have shown the facts – not rhetoric to create ‘our people, their people’ narrative. As soon as the Bihar elections were over, the news about Sushant Singh went off-air. <br /><br /><b>3. Hathras gang rape and murder<br /></b>A 19-year-old Dalit woman was raped by four upper-caste men. The incident left her paralyzed with a severe spinal cord injury and her tongue was cut off. After fighting for her life for two weeks, she died in a Delhi hospital. The victim said two of the accusers had been harassing her for months. The victim was cremated by Uttar Pradesh Police without the consent of the victim's family and the family was locked up in their house during the cremation.<br />As the influential upper caste accusers were involved and the incident drew media attention to the Yogi government in UP, the godi media diverted the focus by character-assassinating the victim. While activists highlighted the caste dynamics in Indian society, the godi media worked to portray the victim as a woman of "loose morals".<br /><br />4. Tanishq’s Interreligious advertisement released on YouTube and drama of Twitter helping Tanishq gain the support of ‘liberal’ buyers.<br /><br />5. India’s federal ministry of information and broadcasting to oversee streaming video content, and video streaming platforms, including global services such as Netflix, Amazon Prime Video and Walt Disney’s Hotstar.<br /><br />6. Netflix movie - A Suitable Boy in crisis because of temple kissing scenes.<br /><br />7. RBI to allow large corporate houses to set up full-scale banks like private-sector lenders HDFC and ICICI Bank. Beneficiaries include Tatas, Birlas, Ambanis, Mahindras. Reliance Industries, Aditya Birla Nuvo, Tech Mahindra, Tata Sons, Sun Pharma, all had applied for a license.<br /><br />8. Beginning of Ram temple construction at Babri Masjid site.<br /><br />9. Mathura Mosque demolition plans because that’s where Krishna was born as per RSS.<br /><br />10. Right-wing goons demanding placing Hindu idols inside Jain Temples.<br /><br />11. Hindu organizations asking for prayer rights/restoration of temples in the Qutub Minar complex.<br /><br />12. Facebook’s manipulation of public opinion as Facebook’s India head influencing pro BJP narrative.<br /><br />13. Centre To Court - Our Laws, Values Don't Recognise Same-Sex Marriage.<br /><br />14. New education Policy – driven towards creating an elitist structure for education<br /><br />15. NRIs and Caste System – CISCO Case<br /><br /><div>16. Love Jihad legislations in BJP run states<br /><br />17. Arnab Goswami’s Arrest<br /><br />18. Kangana Ranaut’s take on nepotism and moving the Bollywood industry to UP<br /><br />19. Kangana Ranaut’s take on protesting farmers – that protesters are paid and exchange of tweets between Diljeet Dosanjh and her.<br /><br />20. Indian government shutting down NGOs including Amnesty International <br /><br />21. India intrusion by China – which seems to have been ignored by godi media. They were more interested in Bollywood, drug and nepotism narrative. India’s war with Pakistan narrative<br /><br />22. 23% decline in GDP – blame it on coronavirus or on economic policies?<br /><br />23. Migrant Crisis – due to lack of planning during COVID-19 lockdown <br /><br />24. Corona – Tabligi Jamat demonized while Hindu organizations hosting events<br /><br />25. Cemcho Trump – Trump’s visit in Gujarat during COVID-19 and dismissal of Indian authorities about the pandemic<br /><br />26. Street vendors’ carts and sources of income destroyed prior to Trump’s visit<br /><br />27. Arrest of activists in time of Corona<br /><br />28. Delhi Riots<br /><br />29. Delhi Elections<br /><br />30. Jamia Students attacked by cops<br /><br />31. Anti CAA protests - December 2019 – Mar 2020 (stalled due to COVID) <br /><br />32. Gun shot by a Hindutva terrorist at anti CAA protest site<br /><br />33. Revoking section 370 in Kashmir<br /><br />34. No internet in Kashmir <br /><br />35. Kashmir Elections <br /><br />36. Kunal Kamra and Arnab Goswami on plane episode and subsequent banning of Kunal Kamra by some airlines<br /><br />37. Privatization of LIC<br /><br />38. Privatization of Shipping Corporation of India – bids invited <br /><br />39. Privatization of Indian Railways<br /><br />40. Privatization of NTPC<br /><br />41. BJP’s narrative that Mamta Banerjee is nepotistic – claims about the political aspirations of his nephew<br /><br />42. Parliament Construction – Project Vista<br /><br />43. Prashant Bhushan’s trial on contempt of court<br /><br />44. Bhim Army chief arrested and granted bail<br /><br />45. Union Budget – Employment, development…<br /><br />46. Violence inside JNU campus<br /><br />47. Ban Tiktok and Chinese apps<br /><br />48. Mann Ki Baat – follow up with its praises and criticism (the devil is in the details)<br /><br />49. Parliamentary Winter Session 2021 canceled Right-wing organizations in India telling Hindus not to visit church or celebrate Christmas or else they will be attacked<br /><br />50. Halal meat bashed by a Christian organization in South India – and follow up to that<br /><br />51. Facebook claims that calling out fake news in India will be a threat as Bajrang Dal will attack its employees or Facebook office<br /><br />52. Centre taking control of state legislation through parliamentary measures <br /><br />53. Electricity Bill 2020 – privatization of electricity (which is also being objected to by protesting farmers<br /><br />There is nothing much to say after listing down the items that were on my top-of-the-mind. I am sure if I put in more time I will be able to bring more to the list above. <br /><br />It is crucial that we are aware and enlightened to be able to connect the dots – identify real issues. <br /><br /><b>In conclusion, my questions are: </b><br />- What do we do as responsible consumers of news? <br />- What do we do as concerned individuals?<br />- What do we do as intellectuals and experts in human rights, economy, society…?<br /><br />Well, the least I would do is keep eyes and ears open, learn and share learnings with others.<br /></div></div></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-55033729867065631262020-12-28T21:46:00.002+05:302021-07-20T21:28:59.557+05:30Love, devastation, and its ugly intricacies!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The train was speeding in a tunnel, and so was something on my mind.<br />
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Thoughts snapping between extremes - yeses and nos, blacks and whites, darkness and light. </div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So many of them, born as a tiny black dot, they keep getting bigger as they speed towards me. For all I could do was to dodge them.<br />
<br />As I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw people, and wondered how vast the unending depths of imagination could go? Each of them is consumed by patterns and spaces. They refuse to eliminate emotional fixations. Refuse to see within what their oblivion did to you, me or the world!<br />
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They do not make space, they create placeholders. Someone to sit next to, someone to hold hands, someone to tell sweet nothings, someone to feed on emotionally, someone to joke around with, someone to share their deepest darkest secrets with...<br />
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They do not give 100%, they just give as much as they can to keep the doors open. So they can swing by anytime they like. They call in love, but they meet you at a superficial level. They do fear the depths love brings, but like the way it sounds. </div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The sound of love. How they say I am in 'love' and how they say I am now out of love.<br />
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Love, devastation, and its ugly intricacies!</b></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><b><br /></b></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oyy4ouq7Ndk/X-oDmlohu0I/AAAAAAAAhOQ/moNWwG4W4HkPxGOO2N2uURI2RqpriW2zACLcBGAsYHQ/s636/Ugly%2BArt.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="505" data-original-width="636" height="318" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oyy4ouq7Ndk/X-oDmlohu0I/AAAAAAAAhOQ/moNWwG4W4HkPxGOO2N2uURI2RqpriW2zACLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h318/Ugly%2BArt.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Source: <a href="http://neocha.com/magazine/the-importance-of-ugliness/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Neo Cha | The Importance of Ugly Art</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><b>Author's Note: </b>We all work for the thing that we hold dear. We fight, throw tantrums, struggle to make it a success, we see it with a rose-tinted vision. We all have our own languages, and the moment someone comes close to figuring that out, we push them out. We hold our ugly intricacies dearer than the love someone held for us. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0Toronto, ON, Canada43.653226 -79.383184315.342992163821151 -114.5394343 71.963459836178842 -44.226934299999996tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-71815387901150158312020-09-29T09:16:00.005+05:302020-09-29T09:16:36.883+05:30 Ranting in the era of social media<p>Talk to me about how the COVID pandemic has made us all Netflix addicts! And lo and behold - I watched The Social Dilemma directed by Jeff Orlowski released in January 2020. It was for a little over one and a half hours of disturbing information. It was about how the information served to us for free through social media and employ sophisticated bots to learn about us. I am not suggesting that this is new information - I know how social media functions, you are a product when you consume anything for free. Well, Mark Zuckerberg and Tim Cook's animosity laced media releases explain that. However, while watching the documentary I felt like a pawn. I kid you not, I found myself wondering if a bot is deciding who I date, thanks to the algorithm on dating apps, I ultimately deleted my profile from dating apps. <b>I definitely do not discount the fact that I may have been manipulated into believing or acting a certain way, thanks to all the information rolled out towards me on my Facebook feed.</b></p><p>Getting back to the documentary, it mentioned that social media has made it easier to instigate people using misinformation and create social distress. The polarity has been instigating civil unrest, and can potentially cause mass scale riots. Images, videos, content - can be extremely triggering. I find myself correcting - <u>tag the post as 'Hide This Post' - on my Facebook feed</u> when I see a triggering piece of information. It does ruin my day sometimes. Don't we all see and experience it in our day to day lives. How information can be triggering, toxic or just unproductive. Often after finding a trending thread on Twitter, I need to switch off and rest my mind. Faceless people fighting behind computer screens (many bots) can make one feel low, even if I do not participate in the conversation. The most recent time I found myself triggered was when Umar Khalid was jailed.</p><p>Overall, in terms of the world order - what we are doing today will not be the best course of action. We are putting those people in trouble who belong to a certain section of society. Maybe if we pick a historical narrative, it is same as what was done in the past -</p><p>1975 Emergency<br />Indo-pak division<br />1857 mutiny<br />World wars<br />Holocaust<br />Apartheid<br />1984 Anti Sikh Riots, Delhi<br />2002 Godhra/Gujarat Riots <br />Killing of Native people by colonizers<br />Black Lives<br />Slavery<br />Labour Issues<br />Immigration<br />.... and definitely more. The list does not end, I picked what I know of and I am in the process of learning. We do look back and wonder what got in to humans? </p><p>Some of us do look at the 'present time' and wonder what is wrong with the world. There is clear polarity. The historical narrative is picked up in bits and pieces and presented as facts, without any regard for the context.</p><p>What do we do when faced with triggering information? The good news is that it is not so much about the information that is been presented to us but our understanding of how we consume the information. Internet is a great technology and it has made our lives easier, but while regulators will act on the regulation aspect of social media, we must deliberately take steps to sensitize and educate ourselves.</p><p>In the process of learning to survive with bots, here’s what I am learning to do:</p><p>1. Does this help in creating an inclusive world order</p><p>2. If I have a feeling of hate, I ask myself - why am I driven to hate? Am I projecting my traumas on a social order?</p><p>3. Have I developed a hatred fueled by social media?</p><p>4. What sources do I find reliable and why are they reliable?</p><p>5. Human beings are characterized by qualities or bad characteristics. What does my mindset say about me as a human being. Not that I want people to like me, can I look at myself and find contentment- that I did not hurt an innocent person, that I did not have an intention (selfish) when I did a good deed?</p><p>I'd close by saying - don't just rant, make a positive change with what you consume or express. Please share what you'd like to add to this list.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-62487517704211819002020-07-05T03:08:00.004+05:302020-07-05T03:25:07.490+05:30Across the Seven SeasWell well well. Well, I do not enjoy starting my sentences with a 'Well'! or with a 'So', or with and an 'And'! <div>But (or with a 'but'...) I do that many times. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'd say that today I am in a mood to talk, I have wasted half of the day binge-watching streaming series, eating (and not enjoying it), contemplating whether to step out to the beach and face the wrath of a heatwave warning, here in Toronto! Yes, in Canada, we have heat waves leading to heat strokes. And (haha, you got me!) not to mention, being a redhead how terrible a sunburn I anticipate! </div><div>Summers are beautiful here, and winters are dreamy. </div><div>Rains? Well, Delhi scores better on rains.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3D3LCkd_HYM/XwD2D4eD85I/AAAAAAAAgw8/UbiZWlkBckgA7gTxzQDZ9xvIbKRnyQsCACK4BGAsYHg/s3778/IMG_2493.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3778" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3D3LCkd_HYM/XwD2D4eD85I/AAAAAAAAgw8/UbiZWlkBckgA7gTxzQDZ9xvIbKRnyQsCACK4BGAsYHg/s320/IMG_2493.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div>Its been a little over two years that I moved to Canada for good. Being a Delhite, Toronto resonated most with me. It is not so much of this city, or an idea of a whole new world but what I have been able to do better while I choose to move across the seven seas! </div><div><br /></div><div>These are weird times we live in, I am sure you have read it, resonated with this idea umpteen times. As if the ending of 2019 was not dramatic enough for us activists, that we are in the midst of a pandemic. How being indoors makes us ponder? Personally, I do not enjoy being idle. I like time off for sure and there is a hell of a difference between being idle and taking time off!</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1AE8McHIDg/XwD2L4VxHgI/AAAAAAAAgxI/lPLf47utYE4b5vdhM8DmNNRKX_cBaSViQCK4BGAsYHg/s4032/dd%2B%252874%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1AE8McHIDg/XwD2L4VxHgI/AAAAAAAAgxI/lPLf47utYE4b5vdhM8DmNNRKX_cBaSViQCK4BGAsYHg/s320/dd%2B%252874%2529.JPG" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>To begin with, I did not know what was ahead. It did scare me but it did not stop me. Perhaps it was something I wanted to do always and that's why it did not make me way too scared. But the struggles have been real. Right from understanding cultural sophistication to crossing the road - the first couple of months were exhausting. So much so that being 30 minutes outside would make my body demand a nap.</div><div><br /></div><div>Overall in Canada, I have found good samaritans - many of them and sending you lots of love if you are reading this. Friends who are so far away that we catch up on a call - hope we meet soon. And to those who I have lost touch with, I wish you well. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlLNHEEh-OI/XwD1iZ4_SzI/AAAAAAAAgwU/wIetJ_IW-nMRj7vUSrZpmYA4eO2D2iN0gCK4BGAsYHg/s4032/IMG_2901.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlLNHEEh-OI/XwD1iZ4_SzI/AAAAAAAAgwU/wIetJ_IW-nMRj7vUSrZpmYA4eO2D2iN0gCK4BGAsYHg/s320/IMG_2901.JPG" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Author's Note: </b>I know I slacked, the last few years I questioned myself whether I lost my flair for writing? I think it was so much going on that I could not focus much on writing. I did not plan this post, just on a lazy day, I picked up a book, was enjoying reading it and hope that I pass on a similar enjoyment to someone who hopped on this piece on the internet. </div><div><br /></div><div>Do drop in a word, it'd make me smile.</div><div><br /></div><div>Photos (c) Shine Kapoor</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0Toronto, ON, Canada43.653226 -79.383184315.342992163821151 -114.5394343 71.963459836178842 -44.226934299999996tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-63547525787490944172018-04-14T00:22:00.000+05:302018-04-15T00:23:28.356+05:30Metaphorical Maze | Day Thirteen of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Love is not a mind game. It should allow two souls to trust and be together. It is not an exhibition of love by exchanging presents and posting on social media, but sweet gestures that do not need the validation of the world. It should be the validation that you get from within, and not from your friends and acquaintances. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">If it does not feel right, leave. If it feels fine, don't let it go!</div>
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Don't stay still, keep making strides. Sometimes it will mean that you stay afloat, and sometimes it will mean that you make way through the current. </div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Refrain from thinking how long it will take. The time will pass anyway - you keep making progress. Do not take no for an answer, up your game with each setback!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-33503936200605433402018-04-11T23:09:00.001+05:302021-07-22T22:44:53.112+05:30Just Glad | Day Ten of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Finding self, a real sense of who you are. The world can wreak havoc on one's sense of self, chin up and own your identity. Own your sense of justice. Your life is your responsibility, focus on creating your own paradise!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-14623722603983045742018-04-10T01:38:00.001+05:302021-07-22T22:48:25.969+05:30I | Day Nine of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My words are akin to me. I was left without words. It took a long while to come back and start writing again. It was hard to write and find the right words to express painful realities beautifully, or show grief in the prettiest of ways. </div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I was at loss for how I would narrate a story, something in me would torment me that you wooed my words, and they would never come back!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-85764947952237088592018-04-09T01:26:00.001+05:302021-07-22T22:49:51.384+05:30Heart breaks and Stuff | Day Eight of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Well, it just does not happen like that. Allow yourself to heal and allow yourself to mourn. Take your time. Heartbreak is tough to get over!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-54713667691095862252018-04-07T23:24:00.001+05:302021-07-22T22:50:49.480+05:30Gun Control | Day Seven of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />Let's not justify violence, it is shameful that many people do!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-8532914622425002782018-04-06T00:39:00.000+05:302018-04-07T00:42:52.225+05:30Flower | Day Six of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My choice of flower, it is rugged and fragile in ways not known to the urban legends. It stays in the depths of woods. It howls with the wolves and feasts on berries. It wakes up to dews and sleeps off to crickets sounds. It is my choice, the wildest of orchids!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-74703532621717481372018-04-05T03:00:00.000+05:302018-04-07T00:37:53.611+05:30Emancipated | Day Five of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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So much of useless ordeals, the world needs a break. But we all make this world - and many of us choose to stay at the shallow ends. We are scared to swim in the depths, the vast oceans untouched by worldly deals!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-61476481945418542372018-04-04T01:41:00.000+05:302018-04-05T01:42:22.971+05:30Dream On | Day Four of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Dreams take a lot of hard work and efforts, you meet up with many surprises and frustrating delays. You learn about people who truly care about you and those who were not deserving of your time. There are magical moments, and you wrap them all in a box full of memories, happiness and lessons!<br />
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Dream big, dream vague, dream on, dream with the best of your imagination, back up your dreams with solid knowledge - you have a long way to go. It may not be the path you choose, but the destination will be what you aimed for because there are millions of ways to achieve what you want (dreamt of).</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-56830388448935835832018-04-03T23:00:00.000+05:302018-04-04T01:16:12.304+05:30Check Mate | Day Three of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In the world of self righteousness and moral highrounds, when criminals take refuge in being the messiah, how are we to call ourselves for what we are. How do we untame the will to be right and just be us. The whites that all of us have been pasting over our faces and souls, gets washed away when it rains, gets cleaned out when we bathe, gets washed off in secrecy of our selves.<br />
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The fight for being right will never get over with, till we get fine with being unright and just view them for what they are - imperfect in their own beautiful ways!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-42509969714824545882018-04-02T02:00:00.000+05:302018-04-04T01:10:19.120+05:30 Breathe | Day Two of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Stop putting yourself through all the stress of not being good enough, not finding love, for being misunderstood and for all those time that your pure feelings were maligned. Sleepover it, for tomorrow will be a better day.<br />
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Just breathe, be it sunny or rainy, either it snows or hails - just breathe and exist, just breathe and relax!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-49802228619172032902018-04-01T22:47:00.000+05:302018-04-04T01:10:02.105+05:30Are You? | Day One of A to Z Challenge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Note: </b>Starting, although small and unprepared because I need to get back in the game. This time will mostly be series of quotes and collection from my <a href="https://www.instagram.com/wildernesssssss/">Instagram feed</a>.<br />
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Thanks, <a href="http://blog.ashadey.in/">Asha </a>for the last minute reminder. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-13740020323752943992017-12-02T16:51:00.003+05:302017-12-02T16:51:53.998+05:30Scribble<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Being reasonable<br />
Inside a bag<br />
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Full of rags<br />
Rugged, Revelations and Revolutions!<br />
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I tried to strangle myself,<br />
just to understand how this works<br />
I suffocated and let myself loose after much struggle.<br />
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Inquisitive, <i>eh</i>?<br />
Revenge, Regret and Rage<br />
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Author's Note: Right from the draft!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-17734098746487963212017-06-19T01:13:00.000+05:302017-06-19T01:13:57.490+05:30Because It Is All About Breaking Free<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There are times when even after claiming that a chapter is over, you sob your heart out. Today is one such night.<br />
What went wrong<br />
How could I have avoided it<br />
Was it me or was it him<br />
Why did I wait for so long<br />
Should I call him<br />
He has moved on<br />
He deserves a punch right on his nose!<br />
I fell for him<br />
He was nice<br />
Point is I loved him and he did not love me back. Now no matter what, that is a fact. Because you don't leave those you love.<br />
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<i>Because you do not leave them confused</i><br />
<i>Because you want to be with them as soon as possible</i><br />
<i>Because you do not say or do things that hurt them</i><br />
<i>Because you accept them for who they are</i><br />
<i>Because you are not headstrong</i><br />
<i>Because you asked her to jump and she did. She looked back and you were still contemplating.</i><br />
<i>Because you stabbed someone's trust</i><br />
<i>Because you realized that it was hard for her to fall for someone and she fell for you</i><br />
<i>Because the next guy will have to bear the brunt of her doubts</i><br />
<i>Because she will not ask you to write you a letter ever again</i><br />
<i>Because you will not hear her speak ever again</i><br />
<i>Because she will remember tonight</i><br />
<i>Because you too turned out to be a loser</i><br />
<i>Because love does not hurt</i><br />
<i>Because she has so much to tell you</i><br />
<i>Because she wants to stop writing on heartaches and heart breaks</i><br />
<i>Because she is contemplating whether to keep sobbing or move on like you did</i><br />
<i>Because you were never enough</i><br />
<i>Because you were shallow</i><br />
<i>Because you are a coward!</i><br />
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<b>Author's Note: </b>Each heartbreak comes down to breaking free!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-62621719678424552472017-04-09T23:49:00.001+05:302017-04-09T23:51:18.793+05:30First Hello and Last Goodbye<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The first hello and last goodbye are the toughest!<br />
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We all crave for a connection that clicks, that stays, that tells us that we are finally home. She felt it too, perhaps many a time. She felt it in his voice, touch and the way he looked at her. It was magic because she thought she was not made for love and now she was falling in love.<br />
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Much like a typical love story!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-32563290328389407252017-04-08T23:19:00.002+05:302017-04-08T23:19:44.722+05:30Everybody is a Bikini Body!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
For as much as I recollect memories from my set experience, people judge others based on possibly every trait. Be it colour - fair, dark, medium; region, religion, and body. Not that they are perfect themselves, but if you don't fall in line with their idea of perfection - you are doomed.<br />
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So the clue I am taking here is whether it is about colour, caste, creed or anything at all, there are shallow people out there. Sad part is that they do not see their level of degraded mindset. It is all cool, to perhaps take down someone's head to a level when they feel that they are not good enough.<br />
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I now know that there is not point trying to change them, it is more important to say that whatever they think is quite insignificant, because one of the ways it ends up to is the bikini body concept.<br />
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I would like to end this post by reiterating that Everybody is a bikini body, just because there are shallow, judgmental and small-minded people out there, everyone get to know that no matter what - their bodies, heritage, colour is just fine. There are goals to achieve, but let's not judge people based on the choices they make.<br />
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Let them all don their fancy swimsuits - xs, s, m, l, xl, xxl, xxxl and so one to enjoy their times at the beach!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-75847499312059894822017-04-07T12:28:00.000+05:302017-04-22T12:30:46.898+05:30Getting Hurt<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's ok to get hurt.<br />
It is ok to cry.<br />
Get the pain out of you.<br />
Or make it stay to create art out of it<br />
Derive your strength from it.<br />
There is no number of days or weeks or months that can assure when you will not feel the pain. It stays!<br />
And we learn to live with it...</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-85664909945485148492017-04-05T01:16:00.004+05:302017-04-05T12:31:07.571+05:30Devil's Advocate - A Fool in Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Almost everyone I know, has at one point given up on being logical and went with the calling. The calling for what they believed was a once in a lifetime kind of love. Just like you, I or that handsome hunk you set your eyes on in Starbucks (it happened with me today ;)) has fallen for: lies, mysteries, deception, manipulation, crazy-making and what not!<br />
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But my question here is why not? Even when someone was really really mean to you, didn't you learn that you don't want to be with that mean soul? Had s/he not happened to you, a great life lesson would have snapped off. Did you realize that while you were trapped with a narcissist, you actually found out that you have an emphatic and compassionate soul? You were able to come to terms with reality, not just yours but those minute details you let go of.<br />
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Most tragedies, greatness, realization, <i>et al</i> come from love. It's ok to be a fool in love, what's not okay is to settle for a fool!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-38530579370439149972017-04-04T22:31:00.001+05:302017-04-04T22:31:27.048+05:30Change<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4e_6ZC_ciU/WOPRSUPr7VI/AAAAAAAAYZg/JABS-qOZ9-I3rla7i9_-3L8Pos-gjL5HwCLcB/s1600/change.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4e_6ZC_ciU/WOPRSUPr7VI/AAAAAAAAYZg/JABS-qOZ9-I3rla7i9_-3L8Pos-gjL5HwCLcB/s320/change.jpg" width="320" /></a>So much has changed today<br />
It was not so long that we stayed<br />
Beneath the trees and sang aloud<br />
The songs that made us wanting<br />
To come to each other in moments<br />
The moments when we smiled for parting<br />
And cried for love to stay<br />
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Even when I count on the days<br />
When we are way past the glory days<br />
And the hair string grows grey<br />
It will still be not so long ago<br />
That so much could have been changed<br />
As I will keep you fresh in my mind</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477600956057124592.post-78692765515608103452017-04-03T01:56:00.002+05:302017-04-03T01:56:33.849+05:30Break Free | Be Brave<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My darling let go and then be brave. Break free of the shallows created by the world that hold you a prisoner. The past that left you with bruise & tattered, by those brave hearts who held the shining armor were not the real brave. For it to be real, the armor has to be tattered and dull, like that of a real warrior. The day that went dull was a reminder that you need more than just routine in it. As you struggle through the day, you are break to break free.<br />
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Brave is when your heart pounds, but you tell the truth<br />
It is when you leave them wondering why they have been let free<br />
Brave is when you set them free to face their own demons<br />
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Break free of knuckles, chuckles, claps and accreditation, in the end it is only the talk you have with you.<br />
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