Virtuous Life..

What if you aren’t born a hero?

You can die as one.

What if you aren’t born rich?

You can live as one.

What if you aren’t that happy?

You can start being one.

What if you aren’t a winner?

Push off the limit once.

What if you aren’t the best?

You may inspire the rest.

What if you are in pain?

Time would heal and you will gain.

For thy who dream a life,

Has praise and revive.

Thy whose dreams are ardent,

Can only live like a legend.

Being Socially Liberal!!

I followed her everywhere, tracing into every nook of the digital medium. From facebook to linkedin, and bloggers to wordpress, there could be a very small number where I may have spared her. Every piece of information helped me to know her a little and by now when the pen started to explore words on the page and the mind and hand are trying to make a lot of combination, I feel fully acquainted of her. You may have assumed it by now that my request had been flooding all over her accounts on digital medium and she might have got irritated seeing the request of a single person everywhere, unaware of the guy and why he is after her for now intuition of every single men in this country is considered fetishist to an Indian women. But to the contrary, none of the attempts made it and it’s the privacy policy which landed me up in vain.

I could not see the Add as a friend option on her facebook page though I could view all her details, right from her likes to contact information tab where there are number of links that would drive me to her other accounts and it was a complete waste of time just getting redirected from place to place like a beggar. A number of profile pictures were promulgated so that atleast we can feel lucky enough to know that she really exist and should not be considered as an extinct species. She is beautiful and hot and that’s why privacy is inevitable to her accounts?? Not at all, it makes any sense with her physical traits. It is such an incredulous to see a contradictory intellectual or irrelevant matter of facts.

           

                         Well, facebook was the second choice since I had made the first attempt at linkedin to connect professionally where I could have done all the required discussions and probably end up the subject matter but invitees were required to know her mail id and it is only possible if you do really know her like the back of your hand; not professional enough.  And then chasing her to facebook reinvented the lost hope, only guiding me to embrace disappointment. I had the last option available, texting her so that she would check her inbox to know who I am and why I have supposed to appear like a bug sticking all around her digitally. I am requesting her to know me but wait; now this should be overruled. I need to pay 22 bucks to facebook for sending that message directly to her inbox or else my message gets spammed?? Whoa!! Are you trying to do business with my lost emotions or state of despair? I couldn't help but move on as the result of juxtaposition of the privacy policy and her absurd intellectuality.

I just tried to justify and console myself with the thought of enlightening the theory of relativity and orienting the same with whatever happened a few minutes ago which seemed farcical.

P.S: This is a work of fiction where the intention was to throw a light on the privacy policies on digital platform and how the excessive use of it on your profile can leave the mark of counting you in as a conceited fool.

Aideu 2014

After a long time I am writing again and I think I need to. Indeed, I should let everyone know how I banged 2014. It was a great year with no doubt. Every single day was a lesson, a treat and lots more. Days went by, months passed and now I am standing watching the sky lit up welcoming a new year.

Thanking mom and dad would always be a part of my journey and not only me; you would thank your parents too. And what else?

Well, there’s more. I started chasing my dreams and thanks to Rhonda Bryne, the other woman behind my success. Every little thing which I wished, I would feel it and therefore the universe conspired to make it happen. I am happy and satisfied.  Without any expectations from other and keeping faith on myself, I have achieved and lived my dreams. And as the year end, I have that broad smile on my face as I have been able to keep my resolution in pace without losing the grip on it.

Concepts defined and perceptions made are sometimes wrong. Like, I am not the CEO of a company or a celebrity and there’s nothing like I have become the Kubera of India, but people do believe that being wealthy is being happy since wealth do buy happiness most of the times. What if you pursue something that you love and what if achieving something makes you really happy, happy from the heart and mind. And believe me, it’s not always the money, though it can one of them but also it can be those small thousand dreams that you live every day.

This 2014 I had a visit to the exquisite north east of India, a smaller part or region of the country but an evergreen beauty. Every year visiting a part of the north east made me feel good but 2014 made me took a step ahead of living my dreams of traveling around by starting it from my homeland itself and therefore starting with the unexplored beauty of north east. And now I would carry on, traveling from one place to other every year, maybe or definitely. Thanks to Mr. Vaibhav Rajam who made it happen.

I always wished my life to be short and sweet. Possibly, it can be short or it is as the future is always unpredictable but sweet? The term always vary from person to person where for me turning for events; socializing and partying hard lets me live another aspect of life. I feel happy and that’s how my life seems to be sweet. 2014 gifted those moment too.

Talking about your girlfriend is a big deal and just expressing your feelings through social media can be harassing to most of the people. So no more addressing around and thanks to her for being there always with me. She is quite strong and influential and that’s what I always liked about her.

2014, you were so good and great. You gave a good head start. Though you disappointed me a number of times and also brought troughs along with crests, it’s ok to have that balance. The year was so lovely and yes I felt like living every moment again.

P.S: 2015, be nice to me like your mother 2014.