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Tug of War

Is handling everything of our own freedom or frightening? For almost 17 years of my life I have been under my Mom's shade or say the dish is always made by someone else and I only get to taste it. Always getting to live by the easy way. But now that I have come a long way away from home the very face of my life has changed. There is a separate space for me that I can organise however I want to. Handling things in my own way. Simply put I take care of my own self. But isn't that great? Yes it is, but it's also frightening. Sometimes there is no one to look after you when you are lying there shivering of cold inside those fragile sheets. Few other times there is no one to lecture you about your health when you complain that you wouldn't eat. Sometimes it's about travelling all alone with fear. And you suddenly realise how mere four walls cannot always be claimed as home and it takes something more than that to be called as one. Now everytime I go back to Chennai from ...

Fitting in?

Why do people always try to fit into the norms of the society? May be it's just human's deliberate way of trying to get recognised or to feel included. But in this process of pretending they don't seem to realise what damage they impose on their own personality.  By saying "fitting into the society" I don't just mean pretending to be kind or to be in the good list. With the changing generations even the way of pleasing people has changed. Imposing hatred on others is the new way to fit into the society now. Social media acts as a platform to spread hatred. I often come across certain videos of people who appear in a way the society doesn't demand. Those people do not fit onto the normal beauty standards that's set. They may be fat ,thin, dark, fair that has nothing to do with others. But people somehow tend to meddle into their business.  Everytime I look into the comment section of such videos I witness how people easily judge on the appearance of oth...

Judge at first glance.

It doesn't take a second for me to judge when it comes to men. I recently was to take an auto ride but was very hesitant to get into one judging the way the auto anna appeared to be. To add up to my uncertainty that particular auto also had these weird red lights inside making it look creepy in the dark night. However that day it was the only auto available and I was to get into my hostel before the curfew time. With doubts clogged in my head and fear gripping my heart I got into it. Turned out he was a sweet guy,I don't know may be the fear was so evident on my face that he made sure I was comfortable by talking out random things casually. And that really made me feel at ease. Was the auto anna the problem here for having no clue and becoming the victim of my fear? No. Was I the problem to have doubted him ? Certainly no. What truly is the problem is that how society has taught us certain things the hard way. I did feel sad later recalling how I ended up suspecting an innocent...

The 'NOT'

Today in our gc class, Prof.Dr.Bins from the department of philosophy asked us a thought provoking question. Are we responsible for the things that we didn't do? My instant reflective answer was 'No'.  But one of our classmates presented an example that changed my perspective. He said ,"if at all an accident occurs in front of us and we don't do anything to help that person then yes, we are responsible for not helping them and hence should be held accountable" . In this case one simply consciously chose not to contribute anything to the person in need.  Doesn't this say a lot about life? How we easily slip from the responsibilities of being a Human to another by simply claiming 'I didn't know' or 'I didn't do anything' but barely realise that when one does nothing to stop an injustice from happening under his/her watch then that's equal to being a part of the injustice itself. Aren't we all sinners then? I feel that we as hu...

HumaN(ever)s understand eachother?

Human mind is a fast paced pendulum swinging between "I have it the worst" to "Nobody understands me". Yes nobody gets one like their own self.No matter how hard you try to butter it up this is the bitter truth. On the other hand the "I always have it the worst" thought crumbles when you face even worse situations in your life and realise you were  doing good or it wasn't that worse of a situation in the past.Everyone has it the worst for God doesn't discriminate when it comes to suffering. It can be at different scales in different stages of life but guess what grief isn't that fancy to measure it out. Grief is universal and suffering is survival. One must feel at ease with their own self at first.Be your own safe place that even when the whole world is against you , your heart knows you the best and stays by your side.Because "I understand you" is a very fragile term that can break at any moment and when it does make sure it's y...

Standing Tall

Ever since I came to the college I have developed a liking towards the first bench where you sit there with your neck tilted up always looking up towards the Professors.  I would say one among the underrated profession would be being a professor. People often do not tend to realise their worth and value until it's too late. So cherish your Professors for the three or more years that you are going to spend in this college. Notice how tall they stand and appear so great, experience that pleasure by sitting in the very first bench.Your neck may hurt but I promise you would never regret that experience. Hence always choose the first bench to realise how tremendous they sound.Even if you choose the last bench make sure to still look up to their greatness,admire them for they deserve to be treated right. I sincerely hope to stand tall like them one day.

Humans after all!

 Why be nonchalant when we are Humans after all? People being nonchalant when joy visits them occassionally and when grief stays forever. Why this recent trend with nonchalant , especially among the youth? We only complain over the fact the they are nonchalant but never try to dig deeper into it. People often try deliberately to hide behind this facade of nonchalance when the words of society gets deafening. But little do they realise society would judge anyway. Like now, how we question about their nonchalance. If you ask me humans always tend to seek any false comforts to hide from grief. A coping mechanism, and nonchalance is one among them. Sometimes pretending not to express something may mean the strong need to express everything.Yet they sometimes fail to understand the aftermath of it. Who are we trying to fool? Is it the society or our own self? Training your mind to be not affected by things that have pierced you deep in the soul?! Let yourself feel things. Be overwhelmed...