A famous quote by the Writer, Stephen King novella Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption says, " Get busy living or get busy dying." is kind of relatable to what we actually did as humans. We got so busy living our monotonous lives on temporary basis that we forgot about the actual living, our duties towards…
short stories
Happy Guru Purnima
"गुरुर्ब्रह्मा गुरुर्विष्णु र्गुरुर्देवो महेश्वरः गुरु साक्षात परब्रह्मा तस्मै श्रीगुरवे नमः""GururBrahma GururVishnu GururDevo MaheshwarahaGuru Saakshaat ParaBrahma Tasmai Sri Gurave Namaha" Guru is the Creator, Guru is the Preserver, GuruDeva is Destroyer. Guru is the absolute Lord himself, Salutations to that Sri Guru- This is an english translation to the above mentioned shlok. This day is also known as Vyasa…
Season’s First Rain Showers
"Happy First Shower of the Season" https://videopress.com/v/iVBFzN3K?autoPlay=true&muted=true&persistVolume=false&preloadContent=metadata How amazing it is to feel the earth, rejuvenating and self healing at certain time each year. it decides to shred all its old dreaded self and grow into it's most beautiful version. Rainy season has finally began in Mumbai. We mumbaikars are rushing to make ourself a…
Living A Half Human Life.
"What is life without living. And what is living without a purpose. " According to Merriam webster dictionary the definition of living is 1. having life, 2. exhibiting the life or motion of nature 3. the condition of being alive. So basically, we have to have a life, show that we are living and be alive.…
How do we accept our past?
Past can be a very tricky situation. We need to learn how to do it? As soon as we learn, the sooner we let it go... Nothing is more beautiful than you,Nothing is more real than your memories.Sometimes I do make a try to not remember our days,But nothing is more worth than living in…
Living a half human life.
Self growth is the new agenda for me, I guess. But shouldn’t self growth should include emotional growth as well. And here by emotional growth I mean trying to trust humans again, trying to get attach again, maybe feeling love again.
Note to self.
Will people understand me? My words? Will they read me? What will they feel? Relatable or unrealistic? These questions cross my mind every now and then. I don't want to live the kind of life, everyone around me are living. Scheduled, timed and monotonic to be glued to specific boundaries and limits. I don't want…
What’s my story?
“What’s my story?” I happened to ask myself one afternoon when I had few seconds to stretch my sore muscles between the therapy sessions lined up for the day. “Is it what you pretend to the world or what lies beneath your scared and healed skin?” My mind questioned me. I was suddenly confused about…