Merci

April is a funny name for a girl. Isn't it? Yet, I remember a movie in which the protagonist was named April. Or was it a book? April is the most positive month  this year. Or so, I have declared. But May will be even better. And so on and so forth. This is mainly because things have changed and the dice has been rolled. ********* I have finally finished a course at Coursera and I feel so proud about it. Two months- all lectures, all assignments. Happy ! :D I'm soon off to taking up another course which is so darn interesting. I have to mention Dr. Charles Severance from University of Michigan is awesome. I think I'm gonna join twitter and leave a message for him. I will be off to Ladakh soon. Because nothing like the mountains right? Plus, its been a long pending dream. I was reading an article about how you can change your own life and make it awesome. They say you should remove toxic thoughts, toxic relationships and toxic people from your life. I feel I simpl...

There is a question. Very simple one. How to feel okay when you know everything you wanted is falling apart? Where is the rest? The escape?  The break point of this infinite limbo. I never knew love could destroy you. But it did. And now I wonder, where did I start? What did I do to put myself in such a situation? Trying to learn from someone who does not understand you. What's the meaning ? Why inflict pain upon those close to you? And feel guilty later. Why write such posts when you can sleep. Chicken soup for the pain inflicted soul.

I lack courage. I am cowardly. Stupid. And, I think I am wasting most of my life like this. ********* I had written that line almost three days ago. If you knew a girl's mind, you'd know that I am not in that frame of mind anymore. It's getting difficult to blog these days. Nothing is giving me inspiration. Except for a momentary burst of Art here and there. If it weren't for Art I don't know how we human beings would survive. Songs, poems, movies, verses..  I rather be a a Rockstar who sang only three legendary songs than an engineer who spent his/her life coding. Or a poet who wrote that one outstanding poem. Only one.  But then, art is always for the self. So I think I am writing through my blog anyway. And maybe, it is helpful somewhere.  When I sit back to reflect, I think life is awesome only. It's funny how we waste all days in resisting. All energy.  I cannot sit still. My mind keeps wandering. I have to be on my feet. I think mos...

On this day , exactly one year ago, I started my blog - Merci. It has a bit of history as I have been writing ever since childhood. Only in a dispersed sort of way. In notebooks mostly. As a child I had a diary which had a collection of poems I wrote or phrases I liked. I also had another notebook where I'd pen down lines  written/ said by famous people. Lines i particularly loved.  Id like to believe those were my first blogs. Only, they were not virtual. But I like to think of the effort I took with pride and also there is another kind of charm to the written word.  As the internet culture grew we had Facebook and several social media platforms. Blogging or micro blogging- common terms. I continued writing posts on Facebook notes as I was, what you could call, not very pro-blog maintenance. I saw several people pour their hearts out or write regularly. I could never do it. So yeah, I stayed away from blogs for almost 7 years! I started one and randomly posted poems wri...

Finally 2015 is here with all gung-ho and fervor. New years are so lucky. They always receive so much attention and adulation. All this, without even knowing what it has in store for us. Great luck I must say. A year ago, on 22nd of January, I started my blog. So yeah, anniversary is approaching. I need ideas on how to celebrate it (on this blog obviously). If anyone has any thing in their mind, please share. Today as I write this post I don't feel very inspired. I almost had a thought there, for how long am I going to maintain this blog? Someone recently asked me, why do I write? And if I do, why do I share it? I write because I find it soothing, maybe. And I don't mind sharing it with people. If they read it and found something useful or enjoyed it or took away something from it or added something back to me, there would be no harm right? I didn't understand the question at all. Mainly because the variables of my life rejected it. It was silly and I let it go. Peop...

Here is my attempt to write something I've never tried before. ********* There was once a girl. She lived in her own world. In her own head. Her own dreams. She was very different from the rest. The other girls did things which probably categorized them. She never was like them. She lived with them but in a unique way. Not an outlaw. But a variant. She wore spectacles. She could never see properly through them. The moment she put them on, she zoned out from the world. So it was like a veil for her. She thought no one could see her simply because she couldn't see anyone else. It didn't make sense. But that's where she lived, in her head. That's actually where everyone lives. And like Dumbledore said, ' Just because its happening in your head doesn't make it unreal'. So it was real. She spent most of her life like that. She needed to come out if it. Her spectacles. Let's not get her wrong. She was pretty confident. But she liked to be on her own...

Realization brings about a sense of peace and contentment. It is a never ending process. And it is usually followed by action or in all cases, it should. Actions bring change. Change, a new phase in life. After several battles to gain your ultimate potential, I have realized plenty of things that only make me smile. Forgiving yourself is easy to do when you let go of the negativity that put you in ruins. What works for another may never work for you. Point to be noted. And when you're following the right path you will usually find yourself alone. The detractors will come with their theories only because it worked for them. They will plant a seed about how their thoughts are the best.  Their ideas or philosophies rule. You have two options. Fall prey to the worldly banter while you're lost in the din of your own thoughts. Or, have better sense to ignore. Walk away from things that pull you down. The latter comes as realization. The former will usually prevail. Soon you are immer...