Pain – a catalyst

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Life is pretty unpredictable. Sometimes it is filled with so much happiness that we are overwhelmed with joy and sometimes it will bring us so much loneliness that we feel like there’s nobody around us and we’re on our own. We feel isolated and stuck in our own painful commotion. We become so sad that every face, every word, even every action keep reminding us of our misery.
But in the parallel universe, we humans are developed and processed in a way that every misery, every happiness and every emotion, or as a matter of fact every incident in our life is a learning to add up to our life experience. None of us are alone ( in a literal term), the world is full of people and we, in fact are surrounded by many beloved ones, but no one can travel our pain for us and no one can fix our pain for us. That’s when we must understand that the whole healing process is upto us alone.
When we are in such times, we are basically moving towards a drastic transformation. No matter how hard we hit the bottom, we have to muster up the strength to bounce back and represent ourself as new, more powerful and wiser individual than before. The span of intense pain that we suffer from is just a way to lead us into the transformation and adapt to the circumstances and challenges that are coming ahead.
It’s a simple process of alchemy and pain is the catalyst. Just be strong and don’t let the misery hit you to the rock bottom. Be the fighter you’re destined to be! It may not pass quickly, but be committed to get over it and heal at your own pace.
Your life and who you are as a person changes fundamentally. You might miss the person you used to be, but now is what you are, this is what you were supposed to be! Be gentle, be kind but at the same tine be wiser, be bolder, be stronger! Take responsibility for yourself and your healing. This, I believe is the highest form of loving yourself.

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Game of Life

The moment I was confident enough to speak, the hall got empty
When I was sure of losing, I won the game
When I needed people to hold me, they all left
The day I became independent, I found someone to spoil me
When I started to stand on my bruised feet, I found a shoulder to lean on
The day I mastered the skill of hating, someone showered me with true love
And while I was waiting for the darkness to end, The universe was lit up with stars
This my darling, is life.
No matter what you plan for yourself, it will always take you by surprise.
Success introduces you to the world but failure introduces world to you
Often we lose hope and cry, that is the same moment when we need to believe in miracle and power of faith!
Don’t you worry my dear, always believe no matter how hard life gets back to you, it is always a bend, never the end!3B931A95-3D82-4BBE-AD36-42EC4FE362E9.jpeg

Daddy’s Doll

87F8D074-7E55-485C-B776-EBD6B953FA59I was a kid, probably in my kindergartens when my dad bought me my first battery-operated doll. I don’t know if I was ever into dolls that much but somehow papa always gifted me a barbie on my every birthday, even when i was a teenager. It was kind of a tradition back then. A barbie from every nook of the world.

I just saw that little dollie lying in my closet and I picked it up. To my surprise, the moment I picked her, I could feel the touch of my father. The affection , the care, the love he always had for me and the touch! Yes, that touch lingered with me for a little while and I was taken down the memory lane.

My doll is bit withered with time now. Rusted batteries, old dirty clothes, lost charm yet there is something about it that has always attracted me. I guess it’s the smile. I can completely resonate with her. With every passing time, i am losing my inner child, my innocence, my charm and a bit of myself to s blackhole. But there’s always a smile that I wear to make myself believe that everything is going to be alright.

But, the truth is that there’s a gnawing hollowness in my heart, that I know i’ll have to learn how to live with. The emptiness around me and within me eats me from inside but that’s exactly when one fights against all odds and bounce back with full thrust. Because even with all the emptiness, I know you’re always there to protect your little girl. Nothing anyone said matter, no problem was big enough, everyday was full of laughter when you were around. We miss you papa. I know you’re not here anymore. But you live in me, in every bit of the house, every thing you ever touched, your clothes that still smell of you, your wrist watch that still hold close. Every morning I wish and pray that both your kids make you proud and take your name to a new high. You shall always live in our hearts forever.

I love you papa

TRAVEL SPRINT: PICKING JAPAN’S 10 COOLEST TRAVEL STARTUPS

This post is originally by TravHQ

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Countries across the world are bracing their economies for enthusiastic tourists & adventurers and Japan is not falling behind in the race. According to a source, Japan had 13 million tourists visiting the country last year, marginally more than Singapore. The ‘Land of the Rising Sun’ is home to 26 World Heritage Sites with popular destinations like Tokyo, Nara, Mount Fuji etc. Observing the potential growth of Travel & Tourism industry in Japan, many new travel startups have come into existence of late.

TravHQ has compiled a list of some of the newest and coolest travel startups of Japan that are making a mark in the Travel & Tourism industry. If you are an avid traveller, these startups might just prove useful to you when you head to Japan next.

To know about these innovative travel startups from Japan, kindly click here.

Life- a simple complication

They say “life is what you make of it”. Is it really true? Is life really what you make of it? Does it go as planned? Do you get all what you desire? Is it really that simple?
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Introspect yourself, see deep inside your own self and you will get the answer yourself. Life is not really what you make of it. It is instead a lot like a bumpy ride where you get used, bruised, hurt, torn and still you somehow (mostly) manage to collect yourself and move ahead with all the pieces. But somewhere with every bump, we are a little lost. Maybe because we leave a little piece of us at that very time. You may find people boasting of how much they love you and how they will never leave you alone or be by your side.

*Time for a reality check*

People lie! Yes, you read it right! They do. They might have an interest of their own so thats what make them do allnthese false promises and some fool people like me and some of you reading it fall for the trap and believe the white lie. Truth is nobody will ever stay. They will all leave one by one and you would be left all alone! So its better to accept the truth as soon as possible as it will hurt less!
But never get disheartened and always remember that before you’re any body else’s, you are your own! You are your own superhero! You don’t need that external push. Everything is the game of mind, in other words your so called brain. So be strong enough to hold yourself together, fight back your fears and turn the world into something that you wanted, never let the world turn you to what they want!

**Cheers to Life**

Diary of a dead girl

“I woke up to this horrible dream. People lying on the floor, their bodies covered with blood and walls marked with blullets and drops of blood. I could see all my friends lying down there. I tried waking them up. But no one woke up. I was scared. My head was paining. This morning, I told abbu i wasn’t feeling well and i didn’t want to go to school but he scolded me for making excuses. I really didn’t wanted to come today. Ammi made me wear this new uniform but its all drenched with blood now, she will be angry. I was scared. No body was moving around me. I was crying alone sitting in the corner

Wait, is that ammi’s voice, i asked myself and came running to the play ground. There was huge rush. Oh even Bushra’s ammi abbu are here but why are they crying? What happened? Is she alright? Oh look ammi abbu are righy there. I ran running to her but from far i could sense they were crying. Watching them cry i couldn’t control my tears and ran up to hug her. I just passed through her body! I was shocked, i cried harder. I couldn’t understand what was happening. Then i saw a girl lying down on the floor dead. It was me. I am dead. That bullet had hit my head. I was standing there helplessly, crying, trying to hold ammi and abbu but i couldn’t. I can see them going away. “Ammi mat jao hum yahin hain. Humeun darr lag rha hai abbu. Humein chhod ke mat jao”. I cried but they didn’t listen. I am alone. Forever.”

What if their souls are still wandering in the school? What if they are crying for help? What if they are watching you going away. They were kids. They were immature. Before they could even learn the spelling of LIVE, they had to die. Such inhumane action. Terrorism has no religion. Terrorism knows no age. Terrorism has no friends or foes. All they want is blood , no matter who they are or how many they are?

My heart goea out for those kids who were the victims in the attack and for their family. We all can feel the pain, though its not anywhere near equal to the amount of pain that you are having but its not any less. Lets come together and fight against such heinous crime and such evil people. Hope that the little souls rest in peace. bbc-768-better_1418903381_725x725

When I was 6 years old

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When I was 6 years old, I loved the sweetness of chocolates.

When I was 6 years old, I loved wearing that cute new frock.

When I was 6 years old, I learnt to join two words.

When I was 6 years old, I jumped & played and giggled & swayed.

When i was 6 years old, I believed that powerpuff girls save the day.

 

BUT NOW, THINGS HAVE CHANGED.

 

Chocolates are not sweet anymore.

He gave her a chocolate to bribe and played with her soul.

That little white frock is not cute anymore.

Her smile, her laughter, her giggle, her sound have all lost their way.

Before she could spell HAPPINESS, she knows “RAPE”.

Before she could LIVE, she is left to CRIB.

She was just 6 years old and now that she knows,

There is no SUPERMAN, no POWERPUFF GIRL,

Who could save her soul from the darkest shades.