An Ocean Of Thoughts..

I recently went on a mini vacation. Our resort was located near the sea. The view was amazing and lead me to a much greater realization of how much of 'ocean' there really is. I realize that most people do not think on these lines but rather just play in the ocean itself but I really felt like I was witnessing something great. I felt like life couldn't get any better. I loved the breeze blowing in my face, the cool waves lapping up to my feet and the warm sunny sky.
My thoughts drifted to a couple nearby. They looked like newlyweds and I say this because they were really young (also they were telling everyone so!). I saw the way they so keenly were taking pictures of everything (literally EVERYTHING). I think they took pictures of literally every wave! Of course I'm kidding but you get the idea.
This made me realize how we perceive things when we start growing older. We want to immortalize every memory, every instant so as to re-live them when we're older. That couple wanted every aspect of their honeymoon snapped, to preserve for all eternity. They probably didn't realize they were doing so but unknowingly they were clinging on to that particular day and never let it go.
Isn't that exactly what we all do though? We try to keep all the happy memories around us be it in the form of framed pictures on the wall/desk or drawings on the fridge or even our computer wallpapers(in the form of family pictures, loved ones, etc.). This couple by clicking all those dozens of pictures were just preserving memories. I however, do believe that sometimes pictures aren't just enough. That's where the phenomenal power of the mind comes in. It stores not just sight of the memory(a picture) but also the sound, touch and smell too. We go back to these memories if we close our eyes. We just shut them tight enough and we are back there right in that moment. That moment of pure joy, happiness or sometimes a time of despair, loneliness or abandonment either way you are there, in that moment. If you had to choose one moment, which would it be? Which moment would you go back to? ..... Thank you for reading.

Bidding Adieu..

Today was the farewell programme of a dear teacher from school. She was, is and always will be known for her profound artistic knowledge and outlook of life. To put it simply she was our art teacher. Over the years she stroked, moulded and shaped each of her students lives. She was strict and extremely thorough in every aspect of whatever she did. I often felt that she felt extremely lonely in her profession but over the years I learnt that only was she extremely happy with her calling but she was also proud of the same. We lost a great teacher but we truly lucky to have been her students. 

 The programme was so splendid that it left her in tears. She handled herself very well and spoke kindly to each of us. This however inspired me to look at this in a differently. This teacher was so invaluable and so brilliant and yet we bade farewell. The mere thought of her absence is saddening and her loss incalculable. 
This make one realize what would happen if events like this was sudden. Her farewell was planned in advance and the programme was carefully thought of and executed with finesse. If this was something that happened quickly, the sudden the pain felt would be that equal to the pain of a loved one's demise. We so desperately cling on to people in the hope that we can find some meaning in them, something that we do not find in ourselves without realizing that in doing so we have built for ourselves a doorway to that person's most intimate world. We are proud of what we accomplish as an individual but truly we should be more proud of what we accomplish as a team. Working together towards on common goal and succeeding, that is true happiness. That is exactly what happened with the programme, we all worked hard and stuck together. The outcome was truly beautiful and inspiring. Thank you for reading.

Defining Leadership.

I am the eldest of 3. Thus, from an early age I became a leader. I became someone to look up to and someone to admire. I admit this gave me a sense of pride and happiness. As I grew up I realised that being a leader wasn't about ordering the people around you or sitting high up and giving opinions about how things should be handled.
In school, I was selected to be team leader a bunch of times. Sometimes for small assignments and sometimes for annual events. In these positions I learnt what was expected of a leader. It was mostly to take the blame for when things went wrong or handle budgets and sometimes even manage people's ego(s). I somehow was never cut out to be an ideal leader (atleast I thought so!).
I never liked being in the forefront of anything. I liked being a wallflower, just watching and observing other people. I could never exercise authority on anyone. I always thought I was a puppet. It all changed when I was selected to be Head Girl in my school ( it's like school president or something). Even though I wasn't in some great position of authority or control it still made me aware of how much faith the school had in my leadership skills. I was selected out of so many viable candidates to be a figure of authority, modesty and yes leadership! I felt so empowered. I had the help of the various captains and together we had a great time running the school as best we knew how and I am truly proud of how we fared.
I will conclude by saying if someone had to tell me how far I would come with this leader thing I would never believe them. So even when we think we are not cut out to be leaders, I feel the universe just shows us how much of a leader we are. Thank you for reading.

What is true friendship?

I changed schools in the sixth grade and in doing so I literally severed all ties with my friends from the earlier school. This led me into a deep quest for friendship. In this new environment, I had to grow up slightly faster than I wanted to. I realized that making new friends was imperative or else I would be subject to ridicule and snide remarks for being someone unusual, someone unwilling to make friends. So I tried firstly by sharing my writing material, lunch items and sometimes even loaning money to my classmates to make them my friends. I made quite a few friends by doing this.
It wasn't until grade 8 however, that I managed to find like-minded people to share my opinions, fears and worries with. With these friends I seemed to think this is the pinnacle of friendship. I felt understood and loved for just who I was, without changing one bit. Truly these people will always be cherished by me because they were one of the first people I could be honest with, but something was amiss.
I realized this kind of friendship needed constant work. By that I mean literally doing work! Planning outings, get-togethers, parties and of course having each others back through every situation whether he/she was in the right or not. At first these things seem exciting, fun even. It's only when you start to question yourself 'Is it worth the effort?' that you realize a true friend would never think on those lines and then you hate yourself for being that way.I felt the exact same way and I still feel terribly for doing so.
This made me question whether I was capable (let alone worthy) of keeping friendships. Then I was reminded of one none other than my MOTHER. She is literally the best friend I have and hopefully will continue to have for many more years. She is the best kind of friend one would ever need (or want). I do love her very much (even though I don't mention it often enough). So for me the relationship that I have with my mom is TRUE FRIENDSHIP. Thank you for reading.

Hey Guys!!

Hello Everyone,
I'm starting this blog with one objective. I do believe in the phenomenal power of collective ideas and I think by sharing my thoughts and views on various subjects, I might arrive at some version of happiness. I realize this sounds extremely vague and far-fetched. I do however sincerely hope that through this blog I get insight and opinions from you guys. So please do share all that you can with me and journey with me, through this blog. Thank you and HAPPY READING!