learning and growing

Getting oneself involved in too many things can be really hectic.But I won't say much now,because I need to survive challenges and this month is going to be tough.I must gather enough confidence and courage to stand against all odds,and keep reminding myself in the hardest of times,of all the promises that I have made to myself,and trust me there is no way to cheat one's own conscience,and hence things must continue the way they are suppose to.I generally shy away from talking to new people and since I am meeting so many of them now,I must say,that it has not brought any change in me.I still take time to open up and once I do that,I am more liberal in my conversation with the other person,but by the time I open up, most people seem to make up their own minds about me and I am back to being alone,not that I regret it or don't enjoy it.I always have my books giving me company and nothing can be better,I assure.Recently I have met a girl,in the school I teach, who can speak u...

Recently I came across an article about prostitution in Anandabazar Patrika and it made me wander and wonder.Stories about some underpriviledged teen girls,who were brought into the prostitution market by means of kidnapping but they were lucky enough to be rescued by the Police but their going back to their families were against their wishes because they wanted to continue their living as sex workers.Isn't this shocking?But do you know why?These sex workers claimed their lives to be happier as sex workers because they got the opportunity to eat as much as they felt,had their own rooms and had their own luxurious belongings,while their poor lives denied them such facilities.The elite class might think of the word 'respect' and how a 'rightfully lived life' might bring this word as a gift,but being right and being wrong is not for us to decide,don't you think?A person who has always earned black money will see no wrong in his ways of earning,but for a man who has...

A few days back i finished reading 'Kadambari Devi's Suicide note',by Ranjan Banerjee and though it struck odd notes in many places(my opinion),it definitely falls into the category of the must read books,especially if you want to explore Tagore's world.Most intellectuals or want to be intellectuals, appreciate Tagore for his modern outlook,but appreciating the modern aspects of a character or mind is vastly different from experiencing it first hand,and the process can be painful,like a morbid pleasure,it can be so addictive,that one does not want to come out of it, rather can't come out of it.This is exactly what happened with Kadambari Devi.A dilemma she was in because she was sapiosexual and was in love with her husband's brother,ROBI(Rabindranath Tagore).She was an exceptional talent but failed to realize it not just because of the environment that surrounded her but also because she loved Tagore with all her dreams and not just her life.An exceptionally unc...

A-That brain provoked me. B-But the brain was silent. A-The silent brain provoked me. B-But did not you hear? A-Eh what...?! B-The heart,that brain had a heart.It was loud. A-The brain provoked me. B-But did not you see? A-Whaaaat?! B-The tears that it cried. A-The brain provoked me. ...

I am writing after a long time.I can see a lot of serious changes in my life,right now.I won't say,i have been too busy,but it took me a real good effort to analyze certain traits in my character and of what do i want for myself in the coming times.The more i meet new people and the more i think about the people i have already met,i become proud of my parents and my upbringing.I am so happy that my parents never taught me to get things the easy way.I am happy that they have always asked me to fight in the correct manner,without deliberately hurting someone and to be always proud of what i face as a consequence,whether good or bad.I have seen much failure in my life and they taught me to value it.So another blow won't mean more than a tough challenge to me.By this time i have started valuing my critics.They really mean a lot to me.True that i filter out the unnecessary crap coming out from them,but i also pay attention to what they say,because that in a way helps me overcome the...

I have always made it a point to mention in my previous posts, that thinking is an art and a person without thoughts is like a computer without a keyboard (not the best way to illustrate it though).However too much thinking is injurious both physically and emotionally.What i will confess now,would appear more like a confession from a loser but indeed the past few days,i did not feel like waking up from my sleep.No,i did not want to see myself dead but i had panic attacks right from the time i woke up.I thought too much-about my parents,my career,my goals and what not.And one thought always lead to another and it never stopped.Sadly my efforts to divert my mind from all these things,proved to be just one more way of adding thoughts to the already over burdened mind.I even googled stress free yogas and soon had a wiki wide knowledge about meditation but all in vain.Easy to read but hard to incorporate in ones' schedule.Sleep did not come to me easily but waved a good bye too soon.I...

It is not uncommon nowadays to deny things you like.But why?You watch a reality show but pretend you don't,or you listen to a pop song and know the lyrics by heart but say people 'this is the first time that i am hearing this song'.Let me tell you all one thing-even i have tried this dumbness and not to lie,many times.And if you are one such victim all i can ask of you is to 'calm down and relax'.All must be well acquainted with the saying that what's not popular isn't culture.Accept it,whether you like it or not that Twilight,Facebook,Undercut or all those things that are utterly ridiculous dominate our culture now.It is all pop culture and sometimes you just don't want to be a part of such horrible system but then your secret habits quite match the taste of pop culture,but since you're not like the rest or that's what you exactly portray yourself to be,or like to think of yourself as one such,you end up struggling to thrust yourself as a cultu...