This post comes after a long hiatus. During this time I wandered over to Wattpad and began writing a story there. A little later, I trailed off and the story stays there unfinished. A new year was born, and a lot of things happened. And I saw Talvar.
A superb movie based on the Noida Double Murder case, made even incredible by Irrfan Khan’s acting. This movie really got me thinking, and I began searching online for details on the case (I had followed it back in 2008, and then gradually lost touch). And I found out about Aarushi.
Aarushi Talwar was an exceptionally smart, brilliant, pretty and popular student of DPS Noida. She loved life, and made the lives of others around her brighter. Her friends say she was an all-rounder, and was guided by a strong sense of right and wrong, even at that age. But fate had to cruel. On May 16, 2008, she was found murdered in her bed. I wouldn’t want to go into the gory details of the crime, but I want you to imagine this. She went to bed feeling happy, having received an early birthday gift from her parents, and she never woke up.
As I was browsing around for information on this case, I found a link to another young girls blog, Tejaswee Rao. Her blog posts were brilliantly crafted, displaying a maturity and sensitivity far beyond her years. But fate had to play his cruel game again. Tejaswee Rao passed away on August 11th 2010 from Dengue Fever.
First off, our hearts go out to all their near and dear ones. May God help you find strength to deal with your loss. And we hope both of your souls rest in peace.
Second, I do not seek to make any comparison for the two cases, except for the fact that two extremely brilliant and thoughtful young girls were taken away by fate. As I read these stories, it dawns on me how very unpredictable our lives are. Truly, any of us could be gone by the time tomorrow dawns. And what did we do in the meantime? Maybe we should invest our time more thoughtfully. Because we never know how much time we have left. We could be nearing our end. And before we leave shouldn’t we leave the world with something? We may not be able to make grand claims, and emancipate everyone, but at least we can make the world around us a better place to live. We can make someone else’s life a bit more brighter. We can make someone smile.
Then, when we leave this world, we will be remembered. Maybe not by erecting statues, or a national day of mourning, but someone will remember us. They will look fondly back on our life, and say, “He/she made my life better”. Isn’t that the greatest legacy we can hope to leave behind ?
This also made me aware of one thing. I will never stop writing. If my blog posts make someone smile, if I can make someone feel a bit stronger, if I can help someone just a little bit, I want to do it.
And I hope you will too.
I have been nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award by my dear friend Little Miss Mystery. First of all, thank you very much dear. It really means a lot to me. You know there are some times when I feel like my blog isn’t really reaching many people, but your comments and replies always bring a smile on my face.
So without much ado…here are the rules…
- Thank the person who nominated you (done!)
- Add the logo to you post (ERROR RETRIEVING LOGO!!!)
- Nominate ten bloggers who inspire you (Oh God, 10?? I will do a couple, but not 10…)
- Answer the following questions
1. In your personal life, which person inspires you the most?
Quite a lot of people, nearly all of them pro-wrestlers. I know pro-wrestling has a kind of a bad name out there, but I am proud of being a fan. I love Triple H, Shawn Michaels, C M Punk, Seth Rollins, the list is huge.
2. Who is your role model?
I don’t have ONE role model, because I believe no one is perfect. I try to emulate things from different people. I just find that more practical.
3. Do you make efforts to make others feel emotionally and mentally stronger?
Not very much. However, if my cousins come to me seeking advice, I try to give them the best possible advice about life in general. I tell them that there are always going to be people who look down on you and try to drag you down. I tell them they have to be strong and above all, stay true to themselves. I hope one day, somebody’s life will be at least a little bit better, because of me.
4. Which sound do you hear this current moment?
The ceiling fan in my hostel room.
5. Which is the best quote for you?
“Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.” – Albus Dumbledore
The reason I think this quote is meant for me, is that I get bugged down by the smallest things. I am literally one of the luckiest people in the world thanks to the Lord’s grace, but I picture myself as the victim quite often.I should really live by this quote.
And now the nominations:
Inconspicuous Beings and back to my dear Little Miss Mystery. Also I’d like to nominate someone who is not on wordpress, but on blogger, Capturing Sunshine. Her posts are some of the most inspirational posts I’ve ever seen.
I am not dead, but this blog’s as good as dead these days. I know some of you have clung on, checking for updates, and most of you have probably moved on. And I don’t blame you. Hell, I haven’t been here for a long time !!!
But now, things have changed.
I am now at a point in my life where everything is changing. Ever since I started my PG studies, everything has been changing rapidly. When you feel the cold hard reality of this world for the first time, you get hurt. Your body and mind get contorted. You begin to realize that your protective cocoon has given way and you are left to fend for yourself. Sure, your parents, your family will always be there for you, but now you have to find your friends, you have to find your allies. You have to be yourself, and be the absolute best that you can be. It’s time to evolve. Adapt or perish, that, simply, is evolution.
And every evolution needs a support system. When you build a giant statue, you give it a supporting frame so that it can stand till it is strong enough to brave anything. You give it support till the time mere bricks and mortar evolve into something much more. Without it, it would be simply that, bricks and mortar. And for me, my support system is this blog. This blog is the only thing I created. This is where I can truly be myself, no masks, no facades, just plain old me.
On the contrary…
I decided a change of name, a change in theme would be nice, something to aid the evolution. That’s why this new look is here. Do tell me what you feel about it. I am not sure owing to the pressures of the final month of the semester, of how much time I’ll be able to dedicate to this blog, but I will give it everything I’ve got.
Thank you so much for sticking by me. Thank you for visiting…It means the world to me !!!
[To all my readers, this is part one of a multi-part series about my journey into writing. It is intended to be humorous, while trying to include facts, and…hope you like it…]
What is common between Shakespeare, Wordsworth, Dan Brown, J K Rowling and me?
Don’t pull your hair out, I’ll tell you. We’re all writers.
Okay, maybe that was a little bit stretched, or maybe a little too much. I know even mentioning my name in the same line as the greats is sacrilege, but I’ll risk it. Because every time I put pen to paper (or as the case is nowadays, hand to keyboard…) I can’t help but thinking I am working on the same thing that Shakespeare and the others did. On the English language. Any active language must keep evolving or it is dead. And every time we write, we help evolve the language. Every time we write, we are laying the foundation for a new English. Every time we use a made up word in ” “, we may have invented a word that will go viral sometime in the future.
So my point is, writing is good. Writing is great.
If you know how to.
I began writing when I was a kid of maybe 10-11 years. I had just seen a Harry Potter movie and read a couple of books. Then one day it struck me – Why don’t I write a book? Who knows, maybe it will become a best seller, and I might become famous. The gullible 10 year old in me was too excited. I was going to be a star !!!
But my writing career was riddled with problems. First off was the problem of the story. What do I write about? Me? A 10 year old life doesn’t have much to write about.
Nature? This is a story, not a painting!!
Harry Potter !!! And all of a sudden I had an idea. Admitted, it was not a brand new idea, but I was 10. What did I know??
I created a whole new version of Harry Potter, titled…well I’ll just leave the title out for now. And it wasn’t a copy. Oh no, sir!!!
Harry was a half blood, my hero was a pure blood.
Well, that’s pretty much it…now that I think about it. I can’t check, I’ve lost the copies…
Mine had a Chamber of Secrets too, though it was named differently, we had a Triwizard Tournament as well, though ours had 4 schools, I even brought in the age old tradition of exchange students !!!
My second issue was where to write, and how to publish this.
We didn’t have a computer back then, and so that option was out. I don’t know if blogging was in vogue at that time. But I hadn’t heard of blogs, let alone wordpress at that time. My issue was solved when I found a couple of my old notebooks lying around. And guess what, they had a LOT of unused paper (don’t read anything else into it…). This pretty much killed two birds with one stone. I now had a place to write, and I now had a publisher. ME!!!
After writing I would stick the pages together or tie them together to create a rather crude form of a book. Most of the time it wasn’t that hard, because there were only so many pages. And so here I was, holding my first book in my hand, head held high, waiting for the fame and glory. Still waiting…
I didn’t have much of an audience, and so I had to rely on my family. Thankfully, I have a lot of cousins who love reading, and so I sold my book to them. As it was a pretty short read, I waited for them to finish, watching their faces, waiting for them to gasp or smile when the story so demanded. A couple of minutes later, they burst out laughing.
I was eager for a response, but this was just wrong. I don’t remember writing something this funny…
“What?” I asked.
They just looked at me and laughed. They handed me my book and pointed at a line. It was the part right after the Chamber was opened and students were confined to their dorms.
My parody of Ron was leaving the room, when Gerald, my version of Percy asks him where he was going.
“Come on Gerald, I just want to go to the bathroom”, was his reply.
Is this what they were laughing about? What was in it? I looked at them clueless, when they just rolled over laughing. I was just confused…and then it hit me. “Come On”, had another meaning, one which asks you to accompany. And couple that with the destination, and it was a pretty embarrassing first book…
They wouldn’t let me forget that for along time, and even though I wrote more books, I can only remember this one.
So I’ll leave this biography here for now…
Come On, I just want to….