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Words!

Words are important.

What I wrote above are just three words, but if I sit and think about it, it is as significant as words for me.

A person really needs to think what he is saying before he speaks those words out, before it is too late. You cannot take back those words.

Words are a person’s thoughts, his mind, you can really make a person feel loved by them or you can break a person too.

Words are simply significant.

For me words are my feelings, my heart, my soul, my truth. Whatever language they may be in, it doesn’t matter, words are words, and they are me.

I speak very less in person, I like to listen more. (Because most of the time the other person does not like to listen.). But there is a reason I speak less. I think I have no right judging and forcing my views on others. This does not mean I keep things to myself, I let my feelings out too, but in a more measured and careful way. I can’t just bring myself to destroy the other’s belief, right or wrong. May be I overthink this too, as I overthink everything else, but when someone tells me something, I believe it, when someone is rude with his words, I tend to get hurt, or I think I get over-hurt; when someone says something nice to me, I get over-joyed, all because I love the words they have said. I give so much importance to those words, when in actuality they could do with a little less paparazzi. (Only to avoid getting overjoyed and over-destroyed)

But what can I say, I may be an emotional fool to say that words touch me where people fail to.

Words are significant to me.

They touch my soul.

 

Realisation!

I have come to realise that life is after all simple; it is us who keep complicating it again and again.

As for me, my worst bane is overthinking!!

If only I’d stop analysing so much I could really lead a simpler, or at least a more disentangled life.

Rest-less Mind

After a long an tiring day, I go to bed with thoughts as usual in my mind. I don’t know about you but it happens with me almost every day, in bed there are various thoughts as my company. They may vary from fantasies, dreams, events, to any kind of conversation that may or may not have even happened.

So yesterday, I went to sleep with such unpredictable thoughts, and to my alarm I woke up with the same thoughts too.

Half in sleep, half awake, I wondered if I was still dreaming, but I was awake now and was flummoxed with my mind racing. How was it even possible to have come to life with the same thoughts from the last night?

Was my mind never at rest?

 

Know the blogger #5

  1. What are 3 things you want to accomplish before you die?

Become an author and to find one man, who isn’t like the ones that I have seen.

I’d be happy with that. Even if I just find him!

 

  1. What do you want to tell your 10-year-old self?

Stop wanting to grow up, it ain’t any good here.

 

  1. What’s the best thing you got from your parents?

The freedom to rise up, to voice up, to stand up for yourself.

They have given me the right that no one even in my distant family has.

 

  1. What’s the best thing about you?

You could tell me that. I’d be waiting for the answer on your comments below 😉

 

  1. What blows your mind?

You mean like really good way? When I see those dancers on television, they twist and turn so easily, like how the hell do you train your body like that?

 

You mean like angry way? When women in India have to think will she be “allowed” to do something?

 

  1. Have you ever saved someone’s life?

No.

But I did save someone from getting married too early, if that counts. She was a friend of mine and we both went together for our post-graduation.  Her dad wanted her to get married and wouldn’t let her study further. When I came in the scene, he did give it a thought and agree to “let her” go out of the town. She was happy after that, at least what I saw of it.

 

 

  1. What are you really good at but embarrassed to be good at?

If I am good at it, I am not going to be embarrassed about it.

 

  1. What would a mirror opposite of you look like?

A strong, beautiful adamant woman staring at her. Determined to conquer everything she wants.

I did a post sometimes back relating to it. (Challenge accepted.)

 

  1. What are 3 interesting facts about you?

I am not that interesting. But one thing is for sure, if that’s even interesting, if you meet me and talk to me once, you’d never understand me. You’d only think I am some confused, lost woman.

 

  1. Which of your scars has the best story behind it?

I could go on this for so long, let’s just say I try going past it.

 

  1. What’s the title of the current chapter in your life?

Harassed

 

  1. What were some of the biggest turning points in your life?

When I was 17.

 

  1. What’s the hardest lesson you’ve learned?

No one stands with you when you are in some problem. Your problems, you solve it.

 

  1. What do people think is weird about you?

Even my closes friends say, “I can’t understand her.”

 

  1. What mistake do you keep making?

Trusting people.

 

  1. What have you created that you’re most proud of?

I have a portrait of Lord Krishna and Radha in my room that I painted when I was in school, every one that visits my rooms seems to be thrilled by it. I don’t know if I am proud of it, it is just a paining after all but I like it too much.

 

  1. What do you doubt?

Don’t even let me start here, the list can go on. But as of now, I doubt myself sometimes.

 

  1. What are some of your morals?

I hate lying, but I do it just to keep someone smiling. I know I can be upfront and just blabber everything out but the drenched look on someone else’s face after that shatters me. So I do lie.

Not so much morally, right?

 

  1. What do you want to be remembered for?

Duh! For something, anything that I ever wrote. I’d be really happy if that ever happens.

 

  1. What do you regret not doing in your childhood years?

I don’t regret my childhood one bit!

 

  1. What is your favorite fragrance?

Jasminum sambac (Arabian jasmine)

Mogra flowers in Hindi.

It is a species of Jasmine.

 

 

  1. What do you think your last words will be?

I want it to be “OM”

 

  1. Who or what do you take for granted?

My mother.

 

  1. Why would you be annoying as a roommate?

I’d ask to have my roommate for that. She never pointed out anything.

But I guess, she’d say I used to go off to sleep when she used to blabber on late in the night, even when I’d tell her that I am tired.

Well, we used to laugh on it the next day and she would tell me her entire day’s story again in the morning over breakfast.

I do miss her a lot.

 

  1. What is something you’re insecure about?

My writing.

 

  1. What’s the best & worst piece of advice you’ve received?

My mother- “Do not care about people, they will judge you, they will point at you. So just ignore them.”

 

Someone I ignore- “You are a girl, what are you going to do with so much of education?”

It made me so furious that I just stopped talking to the person despite everything. And you know what, that person is not even some old guy from other generation. He was someone my age!

 

  1. What irrational fears do you have?

That I am going to end up marrying someone and regret it for the rest of my life. I have had dreams relating it and have woken up all sweaty, only to realise I am still single. (This is the only secret that I have never told anyone in my life) so ssshhhhhhh

  1. What makes a good life?

A happy life is a myth. We all will go through a lot in the course of our lives, I’d consider it a good life if I achieve some of my goals by then and if I make a satisfactory example for someone else too.

 

  1. What’s the last adventure you went on?

Really long, long ago. Just caught up in work these days.

But I did go on a trip which sure was fun.

 

  1. What is the most memorable gift you’ve received?

I don’t receive gifts often, I buy stuff for myself when and whatever I want. Why wait for anyone else to gift you something on some occasion. Honestly I don’t even wait for any occasion.

But on my last birthday my dad made me speechless by gifting me a pair of diamond earrings, the type of which I was searching for so long among the imitation category.

I will cherish them for my entire life.

And not to forget the recent flowing sets of books that I received last week for my birthday 😀

 

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I hope you enjoyed reading my answers.

Do let me know what you think about them.

If anyone would like to answer these questions too, please let me know. I will forward you the questions in your mail and would love to know how you would answer them.

The set made me thinking; may be you too would have a great time answering them.

 

 

 

Thoughts

I was driving my bike at a speed of 40-50 when suddenly I crashed my brakes only to realise I hadn’t missed the exit and I could go on. I thought I was thinking too much and might have missed my way. Well, I also thought I could write something out of it.

My mind started wandering again when again I braked on my speed. “It’s a red light, you can’t cross that Moushmi.” I saw two men break the rule and I thought I could write something out of it too.

My mind wavered again and I thought why my mind is so unstable? Why does it have to think so much? And then I thought I could write something on thinking too.

And then somehow I was at my destination and I thought, yet again, where did the 40 minute ride go? And oh, yet again I thought I could write on my thought process or even fading of time.

Hence this post where I don’t exactly know what I am trying to say and neither does my mind know how it actually ends up from one thought to another.

Sorry to bore you with my random ramblings.

Does anyone have such thoughts too, please tell me I am not alone. 😀

Monday Morning

Beginning of the week and you already feel why did the Sunday go. So there we were the entire family thinking the same thing, even our guest that is my 14 year old cousin. My parents, my brother, our guest including me had made a small company for the delicious king size breakfast.

I was in no hurry; well they say I never am. I was busy gulping down my steaming coffee accompanied with delicious my-mother-made-waffles drizzled with chocolate syrup. I had just won a battle between eating waffles and frozen yogurt so there I was yet contemplating if I had made the right choice, of course the yogurt wouldn’t mind being eaten the next day.

My yummy thought process was shattered with the question, “What is the time?”

Before I could say anything my cousin spoke to my mother, “My phone is not working.”

My brother was the one informing and before anyone could say anything else my chattering cousin jumped up, “Who wears wrist watches these days? Ever since I know how to see the time it has been on cell phones.”

My brother just laughed it off but I couldn’t keep my sarcasm, “Wrist watches are not just an accessory, they are useful when your phone does not work and also it seems professional to wear one.”

And for the record he literally does not know how to look at the clock and tell the time. It is not his fault that he doesn’t know this but it is disturbing. He has never played in the garden, never known what it is to be all covered in mud and never known the other such trivial moments of the olden childhood.

So what is it? Is the technology taking over everything else? Have we forgotten to relish without them? Will future offices have a mini skirt and track pants for their dress code? Will we lose all the professionalism? Will we forget to write in pen and just remember to type?

I am not against laptops, western dresses or funky offices, rather it fascinates me too but this was just what I thought and had to share.

I know it was just a matter of ‘time’ and a ‘watch’ but this made me thinking and questioning myself. My mind just works that way and it overthinks most of the time.

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