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Short Story

You can’t make people believe, Unless you do.

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Do you have faith in yourself?
 
How much?
 
If I told you, ‘you can jump off a building and not get hurt.’
 
Would you believe me?
 
Now if I add a few words in that sentence like ‘you will jump off a building in a chute and you won’t get hurt.’
 
You believe me now, right?
 
Why am I telling you this? It’s not even relevant, don’t you think?
 
Well, maybe it is.
 
You see, at first, even I didn’t believe that one can be unharmed after jumping off a building.
 
But then I added a resource through which I can achieve the first activity or say goal.
 
So, when I believed it can happen, you believed it too.
 
Let’s see how can we have this attitude and put it in good use……….
 
 
” “
 
The one thing that I feared most was negligence. I couldn’t stand being ignored.
 
I have this urge of pleasing people around me that I can’t cope. ‘Why is that?’ I ask myself but get no conclusion.
 
It does me no good and eventually I end up hurting myself. And the worst thing is I do it to myself.
 
I can’t blame anyone, I can’t complain to anyone. I can do nothing but be sad about it.
 
Is this, how it will be, for the rest of my life. Why can’t I change?
 
All of this is so pathetic, and I don’t even know why can’t I stop thinking about it.
 
Well, what else can I do, I might as well think that I’m hopeless. Or am I not?
 
The morning when I told myself something different from what I’ve been telling myself so far was the day when it all began.
 
I was on my way to a seminar held by one of the students from our batch to get more attention and help for the project work their team was doing.
 
Usually, all I did at events like these was either fall asleep or make fun along with the people around me.
 
But today I decided to watch and learn. To find out what potential is out there and how much patience do I hold.
 
The seminar started impressively, the beginning was good, the presentation was good but then somehow the quality depleted.
 
And as it continued, it turned out to be extremely tedious and the person who arranged could see it too, so he ended the presentation abruptly with a nice good bye.
 
I couldn’t understand what happened. The beginning was good then how come it turned this way.
 
I went home thinking about the event all the way. And I realised that it was because no one was properly paying attention.
 
I was once a kid like that, making fun of others to fit in myself, with the people around me.
 
I was disturbed by what happened, it was so bad for that person. I could see how high hopes he had but they just were crushed.
 
Why? Because he was trying to do something the others didn’t.
 
How can I ever be a part of something like that, I don’t like hurting people but unknowingly I’ve done it maybe.   
 
All of this was making no sense , it seemed like I was trapped in a certain reality and there is no escape.
 
I didn’t know where I was going, I didn’t know what was happening, I felt like screaming but no one was listening.
 
I was getting so frustrated. If it was a dream I needed to wake up immediately, but unfortunately it wasn’t.
 
It is life and it will go on, never stopping for anyone.
 
I dropped down on a bench, at the side walk, staring at a distance. Breathing deep.
 
I did nothing for a while, not even a thought, just sat there, feeling numb.
 
The wind was cold, the clouds in the sky were moving slow, squirrels were playing around the trees, it was a beautiful scenario.
 
Little by little, I got over every overwhelming feeling and there in that moment I felt peace.
 
I took out a book from my bag and wrote everything I was feeling, all the things that I was sad about, everything that I was depressed about, and then everything that I was happy about.
 
And my biggest gratitude was that ‘I am alive and I have this life.’
 
I inserted a different perspective, and as I did, there in that moment I felt alive. More than ever.
 
I let go of the things that I couldn’t control, I let go of all the sadness and it left me with things to be grateful about.
 
I know I’ve tried hard to be a part of something, but I always forgot that I am something too, someone who is not meant to fit in.
 
I smiled for everything that has happened so far in that day, and the day before and for the life I’ve had.
 
I smiled wide enough to let it reach my heart and leave a mark forever.   
 
“Tomorrow will always be happier than today, and today is going to be the best day” I wrote at last and got up to walk home.
 
The next day, as I now believed something different will happen, I saw myself as a more reasonable and more self dependent person.
 
And when I went downstairs and had an interaction with my sibling, that was the moment when I realised those were just thoughts, and nothing actually changed.
 
I am the same old person, the people around me are the same. Who was I kidding.
 
But then I thought, why give up?  what do I have to loose? 
 
So I took out that book again and read what I had written, and those were some really good motivating lines. 
 
Hence, I again felt good and decided to overcome anything coming in my way by having a look at the book. 
 
There were many moments in my day, where I could have behaved as I was meant to by the society, but I didn’t.
 
And that really helped me enjoy my day, far more than I ever did.
 
Though I wasn’t with many people but the few, whom I was with taught me a lot, and I was grateful for that.
 
Now this attitude of mine was attracting many good people and opportunities.
 
This was the time when I started my first ever community center at college.
 
I knew the idea was huge and it would take up most of time but I wanted to do it and so I did.    
 
The first thing I did was to make sure people were willing to join me and so I designed flyers all night to make me look more serious about it. 
 
The next day when I put up the posters and sent out the invites, a very few persons were there to be a part of it. 
 
It was a little disappointing, but ok, I wasn’t giving up hope. 
 
I went to the faculty members to get permission for my program and I was very excited to get started, but alas they said ‘no’. 
 
Because there weren’t any fund to start a new program like this and make place for a bunch of people.
 
Now that was a very bad news. I went back to those few people and told about it.
 
All the excitement was gone and I was perplexed about the situation.
 
I had everything planned, it was a perfect idea, a perfect time and it just didn’t happen right.
 
I sat there for a few minutes, thinking about other ways to make it happen.
 
And that’s when someone suggested that we could use the old abandoned gym of the college.
 
It was a great idea and so went back to the faculty and this time, I convinced them how great this idea was and finally got the permission.
 
Now the gym was very old and so I needed a proper cleaning, which unfortunately I had to make happen by myself.
 
I asked for help, from those who joined me. And to my surprise everyone was willing to do the cleaning.  
 
It was hard work but at last we did it. We were able to successfully start the center. And I couldn’t be more happy about it 
 
Though in the beginning very few people took interest in the activities but as I believed more in myself, I was able to make the center just as I imagined it to be.
 
It was though a little achievement, but it meant so much to me and I was very satisfied with the results.
 
I was happy that I did something for myself, by myself. But I was happier to do something for every other person in that room.
 
And the best part is, I did it all just by believing in myself and  never giving up.
 
” “
 
 
Conclusion
  • It is said that ‘nothing is impossible’. And believe me when I tell you ‘it is true’. Believe in yourself and  anything is possible.
  • There will be a thousand opinions of you by the people, but what you see yourself as, will matter the most. 
  • You have to remember one thing though, all of this would no be easy but you’ll get through, just don’t stop believing. 

When you really want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.  – The alchemist. 

Hey guys…, 

So what are you up to today?

I hope that whatever it is, is going to make your day. 

Have a happy Sunday… 

See you next time.

 

Introduction

A little about me…

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We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

– William Shakespeare.

Hey, happy to see you here. Welcome to my profile! here you’ll find all sorts of imagination and thus we will have a lot of fun.

I’ll start with introducing myself, My name is Nidhi and I am a person just like you. My idea of ‘neverland’ is to bring everyone together and believe that anything is possible.

As you can see, I am fond of stories and so I started writing, because I believe one story can lead to a bigger and better life.

I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.

P.s. I post my stories on Sundays at 10 am (IST).

For me, this is not just a blog, it is a platform where I can share my thoughts and views and try to make a difference.

Thank you so much for being a part of this journey.

Here’s to believing in us.

Short Story

The positive direction.

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Positivity!
 
What exactly is positivity?
 
Is it just thinking good thoughts or is it something more?
 
We think of a lot of things the whole day,
 
But how to distinguish?
 
Do you know…!
 
Our thoughts play a major role in shaping our lifestyle,
 
And hence, thinking and feeling good is important, but the more important thing is thinking right.
If I give you an example:-
You want to climb a mountain and presently you are sitting at the bottom, you are completely motivated and positive, but what you are thinking is “I am a good person” “I am beautiful” “I am talented and it doesn’t matter what people think”.
 
These are positive thoughts, right!
 
But of what use? They aren’t helping you or motivating you enough to climb a mountain.
 
What to do then? How to achieve our goals?
 
Let’s read and divert our thoughts in the right direction……….
 
 
” “
 
One day, out of nowhere, I got a thought that I should launch a podcast.
 
Now, it seemed a really good idea and a fun and productive way to spend time.
 
I went to my room and started digging my books and other stuff to get some idea on where to start.
 
I didn’t have a lot of books and so I looked in my cupboard to see if I have anything that would contribute to a podcast.
 
Only things I saw in there, were my clothes and a few things from my school days (notes and stuff).
 
I sat back on the bed, contemplating about the possibilities of me successfully launching a podcast.
 
I kept staring at my cupboard absent mindedly and then got up and started looking through my school stuff.
 
There I found some study notes, pictures of few of my friends, my schedule and book which me and my friends used to keep for fun.
 
In that book I found variety of jokes and conversations that made me nostalgic.
 
I sat there reading the book and reliving my memories, it felt good.
 
After I finished, I came up with the idea to start the podcast with my friends and we could start with the things in that book.
 
I took my phone and called them right away.
 
The conversations were long as we haven’t spoken in days, I asked them to meet up and talk, two of them agreed and we decided to get together the next day.
 
I was now very excited and motivated about my podcast. I knew deep down that it would be great.
 
I kept thinking about ‘how I was going to launch it’ ‘and where’ ‘how it should sound’ ‘how it should portray’ and so many things.
 
I got so lost in my thoughts that they now said ‘I can do it’ ‘I can do anything’ ‘I can make people believe me’.
 
And after a few hours these thoughts grew strong and said ‘I am very motivated person’ ‘I have very good friends’ ‘how lucky I am’.
 
Just like that, I flew in the direction of my thoughts, wherever they led. But then I was far too deep in them.
 
At night, I slept overthinking about everything. All the good things though, just positivity.
 
It’s strange how effective thoughts can be.
 
The next day, I was excited, I had a good feeling about the rest of my day. A positive feeling, more precisely.
 
I got ready as soon as I could and sat on the sofa waiting for my friends, as they were to come to my home.
 
It was very soon though, so I picked up something to read until they arrive.
 
I found an article on self development in the newspaper and started reading it.
 
What an article it was! Reading something like this truly changes the way you look at things as well as yourself.
 
One can develop certain habits and discipline themselves to make their way to growth.
 
And if I talk about me, I am always an enthusiast of learning and self development.
 
And thus, after reading that article I thought, why not make a schedule and keep track of the time I spend on the activities of the day.
 
As soon as I had the thought, I got up immediately to ink my routine and manage it in a productive way.
 
I listed out all the things I do and should be doing, then separated them according to importance and priorities.
 
Everything on that paper was looking good and it motivated me, but then I thought there should be some time to rest too, so I remade it.
 
But yet, I was forgetting the one most important thing which I put a lot of thought into and that was the podcast.
 
I realised, it was missing from the list when my friends arrived. Though I have put some effort in that I simply crushed it and threw it away because it wasn’t good enough.
 
Then I sat with my friends to chat and discuss about our new project together.
 
It was as though we were in school again, everyone was talking excitedly about us doing something like this together and they praised me for an idea like this.
 
I was sitting there, taking the appreciation and gloating with joy. I was so happy, so grateful.
 
‘I have great friends’, ‘I am able to do great’, ‘I am so lucky’, I thought.
 
After a day of brainstorming over various ideas, at last we came up with ‘friendship’ and ‘crazy puns’. Combining both of them would be a good start.
 
I slept well that night, and I started my morning feeling grateful and energetic.
 
After I freshened up, the first thing I looked for was my journal which I kept in school. It was very childish, I know.
 
As I started reading it, I was overwhelmed as well as laughing hard. I have mentioned such tiny details which were both cute and funny.
 
My friends arrived at noon and I showed them that journal and as expected they chuckled the whole time.
 
They both had something to show me too, the things we used to collect together, some pictures and our favourite games.
 
Now that I look back at those times I feel like we were such nerds and as we grew, it became so important to be cool that we lost our creative side.
 
But everything aside now, I had to focus on the present, what I am doing and what will matter in future.
 
I had now became the ‘good vibes only’ kind of person and I liked it that way.
 
We recorded a few clips, some of them only had our laughs, and the voices weren’t clear in some other and so on.
 
We couldn’t help ourselves while recording, it was like a guffaw in my room.
 
Even though we didn’t have one good clip, we enjoyed a lot. I was happy that my friends were in it with me.
 
After a short break and a quality conversation, we did a more sincere attempt at the recording and hence came up with at least one good clip.
 
It was late and so we decided to listen and edit it the next day and they left.
 
The following day when we met and listened to the clip, it was good but we decided we could do better and so we recorded again.
 
This time it was much better than the last so we finalised it and finished editing out first recording for the podcast.
 
Though it was complete and good, we decided to post it after we had completed a few more clips to maintain a posting streak.
 
It went on for a several days, some of the clips we liked, some of them we didn’t. We were recording but not posting still.
 
All of us were enjoying the company and the work and no one complained.
 
We knew deep down, that it was going to be great. That we will get good reviews on the things we said about friendship and also some laughter for the puns we made.
 
Now, because we were not posting one of us got tired and decided to drop out.
 
It left us in a dilemma, it was not a good sign, what to do now?
 
I proposed to convince and bring our friend back and the other one agreed with me.
 
I was determined and rather affirmative to tackle everything that came in my way.
 
But alas, we weren’t able to persuade our dear friend and the other one decided to quit too.
 
I was now once again left alone and on square one. Why did that happened?
 
I never once had a bad thought about anything that went on around me, I never thought to quit, but still everything fell apart.
 
I was devastated, maybe a little angry, but nothing was in my control and so I just relaxed and took deep breaths.
 
Years later, I became very good and successful at the podcast I launched single handedly.
 
How?
 
I discovered a secret.
 
“Just thinking good things doesn’t help. The right thoughts and the work you put in, is what really matters. Even those good thoughts which do not push you to work for what you want to achieve are ultimately a distraction.”
 
” “
 
Conclusion
  • You become, what you think and thus positivity in life is crucial.
  • Diverting your thoughts towards your goal is the most important and hardest thing, learn it
  • If you can imagine and believe it, you’re already half way there.
  • Motivate yourself enough to strive and achieve your goals.
  • Be in the lane of your goals and you’ve got success waiting for you.
 
 
HI there!
 
How are you today?
 
I hope the answer is “One step ahead from where I was yesterday.”
 
Keep thriving guys, and keep reading.
 
I’ll see you next Sunday.
 
🙋😊💜

Short Story

Distractions.

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How many times have you started doing a thing but stopped in between,
 
It can be because it was too hard to do,
 
Or because it wasn’t turning out as you expected it to,
 
I once did something like that, many of us do.
 
There lies a passion within each one of us,
 
Finding it is quite hard, and following it is even harder.
 
But, did you ever thought once that if you wouldn’t have stopped following your passion,
 
Where would it have led?
 
Let us come together and search for our passion……..
 
 
” “
 
It was as though everything was telling me that I shouldn’t do it.
 
That I was not made for doing what I really wanted to do.
 
It wasn’t a big deal, like moving mountains or having wings, I just wanted to be a speaker.
 
I just wanted people to listen to me and maybe I could help them by listening to them too.
 
It was not much that I was asking, but no one actually seemed to care.
 
What else can I do in a situation like that? I started feeling numb, and for once thought of letting it go, but how can I, for the one thing that inspired me the most was me.
 
And I wanted to inspire people like I inspire myself, but if I give up now then what will it leave me with.
 
No I’m not ready to give up, not just yet. So what if people don’t think I can do it, I know I can.
 
With these thoughts in my mind I decided to work on myself and do what I do the best.
 
Within a short period I attracted an opportunity and I was more than willing to accept it, but what came next, opened my eyes and blew my mind.
 
I was motivated yet naïve, I had a shot at putting my capabilities out there as I was invited to speak at a gathering where many renowned persons were going to be present.
 
I have tried sending my videos many times and this was the one where I got lucky.
 
Excited, I packed my bags immediately and left a week early for the place where the function was supposed to be.
 
On reaching there, I felt butterflies in my belly because this was it, a chance for me to probably make my dreams come true.
 
I rushed to the hotel, set my bag and took deep breaths to calm myself, it was like every nerve in me was going to explode.
 
At night I went site seeing where I met a few town people around my age.
 
As I was new they offered me to show the place and I agreed with them.
 
After dinner they took me to a place from where the whole city was visible and the lights were looking magical.
 
What a lovely view it was! I was totally mesmerised and didn’t want to leave there.
 
After a few hours it was now getting late and so we took off but decided to meet up again the next day.
 
I was totally thinking of involving each one of them in my journey now, because I really felt lively with them.
 
In the morning as I woke up, I had planned everything for the day and wrote it on a page.
 
I thought it was a good idea as it will save a lot of time and I will know better what’s there to do next.
 
I got ready and went out to meet my new friends, I showed them the list and they told me to keep it away as there were much other things to do which I had skipped.
 
Well, they were right though, I was after all new to the place and so I did what I was asked.
 
First we went to a café where the best breakfast in town was served as I was told.
 
And yes, I did really enjoyed the food there. I ordered a coffee with cream and waffles, the sweetness of my breakfast boosted my spirit for the day ahead.
 
The next stop was an open art gallery. It was an open place where there were canvases all around if anyone wanted to draw and the walls had lots of paintings and art on it.
 
Some of them looked highly professional, and the others seemed to be painted just for fun.
 
I thought of giving it a try and took a platte and a brush, two of my friends did the same and the others stood there encouraging us.
 
I absolutely painted like a kid, I couldn’t even think of anything to draw and there were a few flowers and grass on my board.
 
I laughed on completing my drawing and the others did the same along with the appreciation.
 
Though I can say that the other two did a great job compared to me, we clicked some pictures with our drawings and then left it at a counter.
 
They took me shopping next, there was this street which had a lots of shops and a variety of things to choose from.
 
It took most of our time and we stayed wandering there until each one of us was hungry.
 
I suggested to eat at any nearby place but they convinced me to go to a fancy restaurant which was a little far.
 
We ate our lunch joyously together, chatting about our day. It was a totally different crowd from the one back home and I was really getting involved with all of them.
 
As our lunch was over, we decided to take a rest and so we went to a garden and all of us fell down on the grass.
 
After an hour or two of relaxing I opened my eyes and actually saw how my surroundings were, the trees and the flowers looked extremely beautiful and so I got up and went for a walk.
 
It was very peaceful there as I continued walking, some of my friends joined too.
 
After a while we left and then went to another place and then another and just like that the day was over.
 
On reaching the hotel I was so exhausted that I fell asleep just as I dropped on the bed.
 
Anyways I was really having a good time with these people, it was a whole new perspective of enjoying for me.
 
Each day I was there, I discovered a new place and learned more about it. It was all very fascinating.
 
I was feeling very lucky to have found a group of friends just like these, they always encouraged me to try new things.
 
There was this one time when we all went to a shop where people were getting temporary tattoos, and I really wanted to have one but I was shy, so they took me there by hand and I got a tattoo.
 
Or another time when we went to a river and everyone was jumping from the waterfall, which I was scared to do at first but I tried it anyway and had so much fun.
 
I did so many things which I’ve never done before and I was so grateful that I got to do them.
 
That’s the kind of life every youngster would want to live and I was no other than a kid who just broke out of its shell and would give anything to have a social life as good as this.
 
But what I was giving up was much much greater than what I was actually receiving.
 
No doubt I was having fun, the most fun, I would say that I ever had. But at what cost?
 
I actually completely forgot that I had to present myself in front elite people, an opportunity that I craved for many years.
 
Or maybe I didn’t forgot but I did keep it for later. I postponed it to an extreme end and now I might not have enough time.
 
I didn’t do the very thing that I arrived early to do. My story was supposed to focus on my journey as a speaker, the experiences or the interactions I had before my big day.
 
I was devastated now, I haven’t prepared anything for my speech. All I did was hang out with my new friends.
 
What was I going to do now? Last minute presentations are never effective and I only had one day left.
 
The thing which I liked doing the most, turned out to be my worst distraction. But I can’t blame anyone else for that, it’s all on me and I was determined to make it right.
 
And then the first thing I did the next morning was to make a list of things I wanted to do that day and promised myself to follow it.
 
Whenever anyone asked me to do something different from the list, I learned saying ‘no’.
 
I kept telling myself that it is the day when I can make a difference and I would not stop until I’m satisfied with the results.
 
Of course everyone helped and I was thankful to them, afterall what is a journey without friends.
 
At night when I was about to go to sleep, I imagined myself speaking in front of many and with confidence.
 
Now there were just a few hours left before the function, I got dressed properly and invited my friends too.
 
The event was magnificent. I did my best, at least that’s what I think.
 
I poured my heart out on that stage because I knew this was all I had right now and I didn’t want to mess this up.
 
People actually liked the way I spoke, my posture, my efforts. I got many compliments, yet I knew it wasn’t over.
 
I knew I will work hard, until the end of it.
 
” “

CONCLUSION.

  • Distractions comes in various forms, sometimes we don’t even know it, what can we do is to realise it and try to focus on the work we’re supposed to do.
  • Having fun is not a problem but procrastinating and delaying what we are meant to do reduces the rate of our growth.
  • Sometimes distractions are beneficial too, but for a short time, as they help in relaxing the mind.
  • At last, it will all depend on you, in order to achieve something you have to lose certain things.

Hey lovely people!!

How are you?

So are you working on your dreams yet?

If yes, then well done. And if no, then get to it. because you have the power to make it true.

Starve all your distractions and get to it right away.

All the best,

Have a nice day,

See you next Sunday.

😊💜🙋

Short Story

Not giving up.

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What makes a person unstoppable?
 
What makes them do the impossible?
 
Is there anything helping them?
 
What asset do they have?
 
There are so many questions stopping people from following their dreams,
 
So many doubts that makes them want less,
 
But how do the people who achieve great, are able to do it?
 
Let’s look through a story and see how the magic happens……….
 
 
” “
 
I still remember that day, the day when it all began.
 
I was just a teen, fooling around with my friends, enjoying my life, breaking the rules and so and so.
 
Then one day I stumbled upon an article in the newspaper.
 
The headlines were “If you can sell it, you can do anything.”
 
It was an advertisement about a sales job. I started reading into it and it fascinated me.
 
The product was simply a miniature exercising tool kit, but I was intrigued by it’s functions.
 
I was an early bird and I always liked working out, so reading about that kit made me want to buy it.
 
I immediately got ready to head out over the address in the advertisement.
 
On reaching there I saw people selling that product with such an ease.
 
I stopped over one counter and asked for the kit for myself.
 
To be honest it was nothing like it was described in the paper, I kept looking at it and wondering ‘what made me come all the way just for this thing?’
 
Which I wasn’t even satisfied on seeing.
 
I then looked around, there were many people actually buying it. I went to their side to see what was happening.  
 
There was this one seller, who was illustrating the uses of that product with such a determination, that people were truly falling for it.
 
I then took that kit from her counter and asked “what makes it different so different?”
 
She started stating all the pros of the product, and I started analysing it.
 
I didn’t see anything wrong with what she was saying and thus I gave it a shot, and bought the kit for myself.
 
I went home and opened the kit right away, separated all the things in it and kept them in my cupboard.
 
The next day, I tried using them for my workouts. It wasn’t as easy as it was stated to me.
 
I was a little disappointed then, I knew I didn’t like the product completely when I saw it, but yet I bought it.
 
I thought of returning or replacing it and so I went back to that store.
 
I had an encounter with the same person who sold me the kit and at first I spoke in a rude tone, but as the conversation continued I got calmer and calmer.
 
I again ended up with that kit in my hands and brought it back home. Then I placed it on my table and laughed foolishly at myself.
 
But though that encounter taught me something and I got an idea of starting my own advertisement channel.
 
The only difference was that I didn’t had any product to sell and so I thought of reviewing the things that I bought in my day.
 
It went on for a few days, I posted my reviews on a newly made YouTube page and enjoyed shooting the videos.
 
At first I posted regularly and then I did it only on the weekends.
 
The number of views and followers were static and so I kept loosing interest in what I was doing.
 
Eventually I realised that I had failed miserably in sustaining my channel and so I shut it down.
 
It was the first time that I did something on my own and failing in it made me feel weak.
 
I was able to take the defeat and so I started studying the business books and followed the routines of some successful people.
 
Which later became my hobby, and I continued doing it.
 
I had a change in my mindset but other than that everything else was normal.
 
I was at the same house, the same space and doing the same thing over and over again. It was now my schedule for the day.
 
Then one day I went to the inauguration of a startup company, a friend of my dad’s had started a business in providing travel.
 
Ours was a small town and the travel business was rare, so there were many people investing in it.
 
I walked up to the owner and asked how did he came up with the idea.
 
He stated few particular things, for example- there were many people travelling to nearby cities for jobs, people in small towns were always travel enthusiast and so on.
 
The point I got from all those things was that he had a clear vision of what he was doing and what he will achieve.
 
I roamed around the venue for a few minutes when I saw the same girl from whom I bought the exercise kit.
 
I walked up to her and chatted a little while without stating I knew here and she was very friendly in nature.
 
I then subtly asked her about that kit, she told me she had known what I was up to the whole time and explained to me how she was successful in selling me the item.
 
“You knew what you were there to buy, which was a good thing, because most people just come and buy anything they are told will be beneficial to them. One has to create the trust in their customer and that’s what I do. The things I told you weren’t false at all and you believed it. When you came back with a complain, I was only able to convince you otherwise because what I was doing and giving was the truth.”
 
I was now baffled with what she was explaining to me and I stood there completely silent.
 
I then asked if it was right to sell something which does not properly work, only on the basis that what she was saying is true.
 
“The kit works properly believe me, I use it myself, what you wouldn’t have done is read the instructions properly and even if you had read them, you might not have followed them properly.” she explained to me.
 
I smiled at her and realised again that she was right, I greeted her and parted ways.
 
The next morning, I opened the kit again and looked at the instructions first.
 
I realised that there was though a little thing I was doing wrong and after that I was actually satisfied with the results.
 
Now all these things that happened to me left me wondering what would have happened if I had continued my channel and not given up on it.
 
Or what might have happened if I had started it with a better vision.
 
Yes, I read the books and followed successful people, but what would have happened if I had acted upon what I have learned.    
 
And all these things led me to believe that I was the one who was holding back and it was now the time to let go.
 
Just as I realised all that, the change in me was drastic.
 
” “
 
 
Conclusion.

  • If you have a clear vision, nothing can stop you from achieving your goals. 
  • If you are learning something, then try to imply it, or else it will just go away unused. 
  • Don’t ever give up on something you believe in and one day it will lead you to great things
 
Hello guys, 
 
So this post is written in just two hours and I really hope that you like it. 
 
It might not be as dramatic as the others but at least you all will get the gist of what I wanted to say. 
 
Just want to say that Never give up. 
 
See you next Sunday.


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Short Story

Challenging.

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What does an ideal day look like?
 
Waking up, following the routine or maybe not, and then going to bed.
 
It doesn’t sound so difficult, does it?
 
But it actually isn’t.
 
You may face many challenges, for example waking early, choosing what to wear, having a bad hair day etc.
 
These are not too hard to handle, but there are things which are.
 
Why do we face such difficulties?
 
We know, they help us grow.
 
Let’s read one such story and get a different perspective towards problems……..
 
 
” “
 
It was a Saturday evening, I was getting ready to go to a carnival with some of my friends.
 
While driving, all of us were in a cheerful mood and singing festive songs.
 
The roads around the carnival were full of lights and the night was glooming in all of its glory.
 
The sight was mesmerising as we entered the fair. Amused faces were all around us, children were holding various kinds of balloons.
 
There were so many different kinds of stalls and games, we didn’t know where to start.
 
We were getting pumped up just by the thought of roaming around all night.
 
One of my friends took us to an accessories shop and we all brought matching glasses and bracelets.
 
The fun started right away. We were exploring everything the carnival had to give us.
 
We stopped at booths, games, rides and what not.
 
It was almost midnight now, we were casually wandering, when we heard an announcement.
 
A show was about to start in which two participants were going to compete, or something like that.
 
Just after the announcement, there was a rush of people towards the place of the show.
 
We too thought of joining and moved along.
 
There were confused voices in the crowd, as no one knew what was about to happen.
 
Just then the anchor came up on the stage and welcomed the two participants.
 
One of them was skinny and wearing glasses, and the other was medium weight, with a messy head.
 
They were going to play a game, where they had given an instruction manual, few props and safety kit.
 
From the props they had to build a funny cartoon character, and the instruction manual had a few characters to choose from.
 
It was quite an easy task, everyone thought. The props were socks, buttons, paper, t-shirts etc. making a funny character was no big deal.
 
The enthusiasm was dropping gradually until there came a few people holding one huge white board.
 
Now the mystery was shifting towards the board, there were pens on the desk of the two contestants so it was pretty much clear that they had to draw something.
 
But why the huge board? Two small sized boards could have worked the same.
 
Then the anchor announced that the board will be used by the contestants to draw the cartoons first.
 
After the drawing is completed, the participants will make the toy similar to those drawing.
 
Now this was something challenging and fun. The ecstasy was back within the crowd and everyone including us started cheering.
 
The contestants were to be given fifteen minutes to draw and then almost an hour to make the cartoon.
 
As the time for the drawing began, both the challengers started striking lines on the board.
 
It was allowed to crack jokes and distract the fellow contestant and so the show was turning hilarious.
 
One of them was stealing the pens of his opponent and the other one was absently trying to find the pens until he realised they were being stolen.
 
And the whole crowd was laughing and helping at the same time, which wasn’t exactly helpful, because the people up there didn’t understand a word.
 
They both then started making fun of each other and the laughter grew even more.
 
“I wonder if you could draw worse than that if I take away your glasses.” one of them taunted.
 
“Even then I bet, it would be better than your hair.” the other replied and the laughter and applaud erupted.
 
And the opponents continued to draw and make jokes on one another.
 
“These pens and the lines are thicker than you are.”
 
“Maybe that’s why you can’t hold them well.”
 
“You should make yourself better hair with the strokes.”
 
“Paint your glasses rather than drawing on the board, you can’t do a better job with any of them.”
 
Thus they continued drawing and entertaining the crowd.
 
There were yet other mischiefs during those fifteen minutes, like messing with one another’s drawings, blinding each other and what not.
 
Time flied and soon the fifteen minutes were over. Both the drawings were extremely funny and not so complete.
 
Where there was a missing hand in one drawing, it was a missing leg in another.
 
One had an eye around the ear and the other had a nose for the neck.
 
It was thus a tremendous task to build puppet cartoons from those drawings.
 
Then the anchor invited volunteers from the crowd to add some features to the characters before starting the ‘making session’.
 
And it wasn’t allowed to rub anything out from the board.
 
Now the drawing of both the competitors were ready and tricky.
 
It was going to take more than just efforts to make the live puppets from the drawings they made.
 
Now there was a twist in the rules, the participants will make the cartoons from their opponents drawings.
 
Both of them were shocked as they had tried every single thing to ruin the other’s drawing.
 
And the audience gasped in surprise too, the show has turned even more exciting now.
 
As the stopwatch clicked both the competitors started brainstorming on the ways to make their dolls.
 
It was quite a delight to watch them try so hard to make something good out of just a drawing.
 
For a moment there I kept thinking, only if they hadn’t messed with their opponents drawing and took care of theirs, the further competition could have been much easier.
 
They both were having difficulty making the puppet out of those props.
 
No one was interfering with the other now and the crowd was watching with keen interest as they continued putting their efforts.
 
The anchor was making jokes in between to keep the crowd entertained.
 
Both the opponents were confused but still none of them gave up.
 
The audience was now split in two groups, the supporters of the fellow contestants respectively and were sharing the spirit of enthusiasm by cheering them up.
 
The competition was very tight and engaging.
 
They were gluing and sewing things together, taking care of every tiny detail.
 
It was so intriguing to see the players that I was on the verge of running up on stage for helping or participating with them.
 
The skinny guy was using the instruction manual to its fullest and making the most out of the old methods.
 
While the other guy was using each and every prop where it can be used and giving a creative and different look to its doll.
 
Soon the hour was over and the contestants were ready with their creations.
 
When the toys were shown there were laughs all around the audience but both the contestants had done a great job making the replicas of those drawings.
 
The anchor asked if the people were ready to see the results and find out who won.
 
Everyone shouted yes and he took out a page from his pocket.
 
“Well, here it says that the person who won this competition is…..” he made a dramatic pause. “No one.” and continued.
 
Everyone was stunned, and looked around as if there was a joke coming up.
 
Just then the anchor laughed and said that it was a tie.
 
The audience grew more curious, how come it can be a tie.
 
The anchor then explained that both the contestants had made similar efforts in creating something out of scrap.
 
And they both won, because the competition was all about efforts and not just about victory.
 
There were loud victorious cheers in the crowd and me and my friends looked at each other with the widest smiles.
 
We knew that this night was going to be fun and it was, but it also turned out be a lesson in persistence and achievement.

It was thus a night to remember and carry forward in our minds.

” “

Conclusion

  • There will come hundreds of challenges in life but how you cope with it will make all the difference.
  • The problems we see in other’s lives can be a lesson in ours, look properly.
  • People will always cheer you up, but you will have to work alone in your story of success. 
  • No matter how bad situations turn out, you will always find a way. You just have to be very attentive.
 
So that’s it for today.
 
How are you all doing?
 
I really hope that my words help you in one or the other way.
 
But do know, you can always do what you fix your mind at doing. 
 
See you all next Sunday. 
 
Byeeee!!
 
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Short Story

It’s all here.

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So you want to achieve something in life,
You think you will have to work hard, well yes of-course.
You have everything planned out for yourself, that’s good.
When are you going to start then?
Don’t know? why?
Maybe I have to get away from where I am, to start something new? Maybe go to a big city?
Let’s see what role does the place, plays in people’s success……..
” “
One Monday morning, walking down the street, I accidently collided to someone and fell hard.
For a moment my head was dizzy, but then I gained my senses and looked over if the person I collided with was fine or not.
He/she seemed bewildered and seemed to be searching something on the ground.
I looked at my side and saw a brown coloured wooden box was laying there, I took it and asked if it was his/her.
His/her face lit up in relaxation on seeing the box and I gave it to him/her.
I then inquired if he/she will open it to make sure anything in the box is broken.
“No, I’m not supposed to open it.” he/she said.
“Why?” I asked.
“It was given to me by someone, and opening it might change my life. So, I want to open it at some place which would benefit me the most.” he/she answered and smiled.
It was quite a strange thought, but who am I to judge.
We then stood there for a few minutes and talked. It was a good conversation and we decided to meet again the next day, at the same place.
For a couple of days we jogged together and shared our hobbies and likes/dislikes.
He/she was a very interesting person. Self disciplined and sorted. I’ve never met such an organised person.
I could learn a thing or two, I thought. After all it was always pleasant talking to him/her.
Some days later, he/she brought the box with him/her again.
I asked if he/she opened it or not. His/her reply was simply no.
“Aren’t you a little curious about what’s inside?” I asked.
“I am, but I don’t want to ruin the moment. The first time I open it will be at a place better than here.” he/she said.
“What’s wrong with this place?”
“Nothing, it’s just that, the person who gave me this told me that ‘the good the vibes are, the greater will be the impact of the box’ and so I want to open it at a good place, some big city.” he/she said.
I thought about it for a moment and then joked “Is there a magical object in it or something?”
“Maybe.” he/she said and I stood there perplexed.
“I was kidding.” he/she said and laughed.
For a few days now, I kept wondering what was in that box. Why does a place matter so much to him/her?
Then one day he/she came to my house unannounced. The look on his/her face said that something was wrong.
I invited him/her in and offered something to drink. Then we sat down in front of the TV.
For a while he/she was quiet. I wanted to start a conversation but I wasn’t aware of the situation and so I didn’t know what to say.
He/she then finally spoke. “There is something you should know.” he/she said
I looked at him/her inquisitively and he/she smiled.
“The thing is..” he/she started, “I’m not just a normal person, I’m supposed to be much more.” he/she said and paused.
I wasn’t able to understand a thing and I kept looking at him/her. I had no idea where this conversation was going.
“I’m supernatural.” he/she blurted out suddenly and I was stunned.
How was that possible. How can any of this be true. Maybe I was dreaming. It’s beyond possible, what did I just heard. This can’t be.
I kept telling myself that I heard something wrong, but apparently I didn’t.
I was not ready to believe anything until he/she showed me a vision. I jumped at the instant but then I calmed down.
“What was it?” I asked
“That was my imagination of a different world and I wanted to show it to you, and so I did.” he/she replied
“That was amazing.” I said calmly and then paused.
For a moment there were awkward eye contacts and total silence.
Then I asked why would he/she reveal such thing to me.
And he/she simply replied that he/she trusted me. “I could never trust anyone before you.” and added.
“So, what should we do now?” I asked with a awkward laugh.
He/she thought for a moment and looked at me with a beaming smile, held out a hand and asked “Do you trust me?”
I said yes with a wide smile and put my hand in his/hers and we left my house.
He/she took me to his/her place and as we entered, I realised that this was the most beautiful house I ever saw. 
His/her room had a lot of creative stuff, I was fascinated by all the things and when I asked where did he/she get them.
“I made them by myself.” was the reply.
All the stuff in his/her room was so great I couldn’t say anything and just kept staring at them.
I was constantly wondering that if all the things had some kind of magic and so I finally asked.
“Sort of.” he/she replied and smiled. “I’m really happy that you liked it.” and added.
“How can I not like it, everything is so beautiful.” I said, still fascinated.
My eyes then dropped on that unopened box and I couldn’t help but ask why he/she has not opened it yet.
He/she just simply nodded a no and sat on his/her bed. I sat at a chair beside him/her and tried to comfort. 
After a few minutes he/she finally spoke. 
“I want to become something more than I am right now. I know my stuff, I know what to do and how to do it. I know where I want to be in next few years, I have everything planned out. But the only thing stopping me, is that I have to get out of here so that I can do something better.” he/she said.
“What’s wrong here?” I asked
“I don’t know, nothing. It’s just I’ve never heard any of my people start anything in a small town like this.” he/she said with an alas.
I sat there in silence holding his/her hand. 
“Ohh! I’m just being stupid, I’m not gonna get anywhere, no matter where I am right now.” he/she said in frustration.
“I don’t think so.” I said firmly and he/she looked up at me in confusion.
“Even when I didn’t know about this super stuff, I always thought that you were great. The way you talked, you inspired me a lot. And it won’t matter where you are, trust me, all that matters is how bad do you want it.” I continued and then paused.
A little hint of hope was flickering again in his/her eyes. I was happy to see those glistening eyes again, which I adored the most. 
No one was saying anything but nothing seemed to be silent. There were voices in our head, pumping up our spirits. 
It was a good feeling. Just then I realised something.
“Open up the box.” I said
“What?” he/she cried in shock.
“Open it up, the most positive vibes, aren’t you feeling them right now?” I asked
“Yes..! yes I’m.” he/she answered in excitement. 

 He/she went to grab the box from the desk and then sat back on the bed.

With the box in his/her hand and a little hesitation in mind, he/she looked at me, so I smiled and  encouraged.
Finally, he/she opened it and a bright light exploded out of it, blinding us and we closed our eyes.
When it felt that the light was gone, I opened my eyes and saw that his/her were still close. 
I gently nudged him/her, to open his/her eyes. And he/she did.
His/her expression were ecstatic as well as nervous. We then looked in the box and there was nothing but a paper within.
He/she took it and read aloud ‘it’s all here, within you. Stop searching and start looking at yourself. you’ve got it all.’ 
We looked at each other and burst out laughing.
There wasn’t anything huge or any shortcut in that box, but yes it was though magical.
“What are you gonna do now?” I asked
“I’m going to start, right here, right now.” he/she said elegantly, with a huge smile.
And we both knew, this was going to lead to something bigger than any of us in that room right now.
” “
Conclusion. 

  • If you have something to share with the world, something that you know everyone will love, then never stop or doubt yourself, just do it.
  • It doesn’t matter where you start, the end goal, the place where you wanna be has to be clear in your head.
  • There will be some hurdles, there will be demotivators, don’t let them get you.
  • Always trust your instincts, they lead to where you wanna be and what you really wanna do.
  • It will always be up to you. People would help, they would encourage, but no one will do it for you.


Hello everyone,

Thank you for reading.

I hope today’s story gives a different perspective and you find what you’re looking for.

Let me know in the comment section.

Thanks again and see you next Sunday.

Bye bye.

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Short Story

Influence.

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Do you know, that most of our personality depends on the people we surround.
Friends are the most important part of our lives.
But do we really know what goes on in their mind.
No we don’t.
Either we influence people, or we get influenced by people.
Let’s see what difference does it make to be in good company……….
” “
Today at the grocery store, I saw a kid holding a toy aeroplane.
He seemed confused and so I approached him and asked what was he thinking.
With pure innocence he replied, “I love this aeroplane but I don’t wanna get it.”
I again asked why. “Because I like the train, it makes me more happy and I want to get that.” he said and continued looking at the toys. 
I then asked why was he holding the plane when he wanted to get the train?
“Because mom said if I can’t find my favourite train then I have to get this plane.” he exclaimed and I smiled and left.
I was sure the kid will find his train and that he won’t have to keep the plane, which takes me back to the days when I was on crossroads.
Those were the days of my youth, my college, where people do stupid stuff for fun. And I was the most stupidest of them all.  
I loved hanging out with my friends and we had a pact that when called upon, everyone has to be present.
We used to play together, go to movies together and do just a little study.
Those were the days I will never forget, being with people who truly care was the greatest pleasure of my life.
I wasn’t used to the attention but after having such good friends I knew what it meant to be recognised.
Sitting at the center with all these people around, I can say my life was perfect.
Until one day, when I saw this guy/girl walking down towards the class all by himself/herself.
He/she seemed so cool and calm, like he/she was walking in a garden.
I kept looking till he/she wasn’t in sight. It left me wondering how might he/she be feeling.
If I was in his/her place, I would feel terrible. I have all these people around me all the time, though they keep nagging me but I’m used to it now.
I walked into the class saw him/her again, he/she chose a middle seat in the corner row and was sitting all alone.
Everyday I watched him/her spending most of the time by himself/herself, and I wondered why.
I didn’t wanted to look like a stalker, but I was developing an interest in his/her personality.
I was growing very curious about him/her and hence I decided to approach and talk.
The next day, I was in the parking, eagerly waiting for him/her to show up.
And when he/she did, my first instinct was to get up and greet him/her but instead I felt like I was glued to my place and couldn’t move my feet.
I was in a visible distance and so when he/she turned, I flashed a smile but he/she didn’t notice.
I’ve never felt more intimidated in my life before and now I made it my mission to get to know him/her.
All my friends were now aware of the situation and there were some yes-s and no-s, but I knew what I wanted to do, no matter how it turns out.
For a few days I tried to get his/her attention by appearing in front of him/her several times.
I didn’t wanted to get on his/her nerves and so I didn’t try much harder.
Don’t know why but so much mystery was killing me inside. He/she never even tried to approach and so one day I finally talked to him/her in the hallway.
“Hi!” I said
“Hey.” he/she replied, looking at me like it was the first time he/she saw me.
“So, I’ve been meaning to talk to you for a few days now.”
“Why?” he/she replied coldly.
“Nothing, just because you keep alone a lot.”
“I prefer it that way.” he/she said, facing me with a little smirk and walked away.
That was strange, very strange indeed. I’ve never felt those kind of vibes before. Strong and positive.
There was an unsettling desire to get to know him/her, which was growing stronger as the day passed.
I didn’t see him/her until the last lecture and as it ended I walked up to him/her and tried to start a conversation again.
“Hi.” I said and he/she looked up at me bewildered, without saying a word.
“I.. I saw you taking notes, can I borrow them?” I stammered
“If you wanted notes, why didn’t you write them by yourself?” he/she said politely, which left me speechless.
“I didn’t take notes I was just doodling.” he/she said breaking the awkward silence and smiled.
“Ooh!” I said and paused, “Can I see it.” then asked suddenly.
“Sure, if you want to.” he/she said and handed me the book.
I felt like a fool and so I kept my eyes in the book till he/she asked me if something was wrong.
“Nooo, why would anything be wrong, I’m just looking at the doodles.”
“Oh yeah! there are just three of them and you are not even blinking.” he/she said and I closed my eyes, turning my head down.
I heard him/her laughing and I looked up. “Do you have any kind of crush on me or something?” he/she asked and I went speechless.
It wasn’t true, I was just curious about him/her being alone all the time but no words came out of my mouth and I kept staring, wide eyed.
After exact one minute I came back to my senses and cried NO in a little loud and peculiar voice.
“Ok then.” he/she smiled, took the book and left the class.
We now started talking a little daily, I liked spending time with him/her.
Which apparently my other friends didn’t like. They always wanted me to go out with the group, it was compulsory for everyone to stay together.
I’ve always thought of it as a waste of time, but was never able to say it.
Now that I was having a productive time with someone else, I was genuinely enjoying the company. But my friends seemed to get jealous of it.
Thus they tried to occupy me most of the time. And when I didn’t wanted to go somewhere they were going, they got all emotional and at last I had to give in.
This continued for a while, until one day I heard very bad things about me, from the very persons who called themselves my friends.
I was shocked and heart broken, why would anyone do that, least of all the people you always put first and cared about.
I tried to confront them but no one was telling me anything, I didn’t know what the truth was but I knew not to trust anyone, anymore.
I didn’t leave any of my friends but yes I shortened the amount of time I spend with them.
And day by day I felt more distant from them, it was horrible for me but it didn’t seem the same for them.
I had so many questions, so many doubts. Was it because of me? Just because I start hanging out with someone else that doesn’t give anyone the right to judge me.
Everything that I had left behind was happening to me again.
The old me would have done anything to get back to those friends, but the person I’m now is not feeling good about anything.
I was in a dilemma, I had no idea what to do. People were slipping away from my life twice as fast as they came in.
I was sitting on a bench in a park, looking down at my book and drawing random lines. Just then I heard someone beside me.
“What did that book ever do to you?” he/she said and I looked up.
I felt so much relieved to see him/her, and to be honest I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else in that moment.
I smiled and moved a little so that he/she can sit. I stayed silent for a while and then a question burst out of my mouth.
“Why are you alone all the time? And how can you be so calm?”
“Who said I’m alone all the time. I’m with you right now.” he/she said as calmly as still water.
“Not right now, but the other times at college.”
“Because I would rather spend time with myself than spending it with people who doesn’t even bother to know me.” he/she said politely.
“I don’t understand.”
“I’m related to the trustee of this college and everyone seems to think that I can either be of benefit to them or I can ruin their college life. No one really wants to know me.” he/she replied.
“Oh, I’m so sorry I didn’t know. But why doesn’t that bother you?”
“Because there are certain things that you can control and then there are things that you can’t. I can’t change how people think or how they act or what they want from me.” he/she said with a smile on the face.
And in that moment I realised how much happiness I was letting go because of the stuff that I kept over thinking about.
Then I told him/her about the situation with my friends and then the words that came out from his/her mouth did a huge impact on me,
“Sometimes you can’t tell the difference between the things you can have and the things you really want. You may think that they both can make you equally happy, but they doesn’t. You just have to know the difference.”
I completely understood what he/she wanted to say and we then sat there quietly enjoying each others company.
I’ve never been so sure of myself before and I was really happy that I found someone who taught me a different way of looking at things and people.
I can say that I would not settle for the aeroplane anymore if I don’t want it. I will always find my favourite train.
” “
CONCLUSION.
  • There will be two kinds of people you meet in life, the ones that make you happy and the ones that teach you how to be happy. Know the difference.
  • Sometimes you will think that you are stuck, but actually you won’t. You just have to learn how to let go.
  • People sometimes may leave and it might hurt, but that shouldn’t disturb your peace of mind.
  • Rather you grow or stay where you are, depends mostly on the company you keep. Choose wisely.
Hello hello, it is really nice to see you all here.
I hope you all enjoyed today’s little segment.
Thank you so much for reading.
And at last I would just say ‘Know your crowd.’
Bye bye, and we’ll meet next Sunday.
😊🙋💬💭
Short Story

Be the change.

nidhiLeave a comment
Nature,
UV rays,
Ozone layer depleting,
Melting glaciers,
Increasing carbon dioxide content.
Isn’t it scary?
The world where you live is on the verge of a break down.
Let us step up and  start making a change…….
” “
There was once a village called Climatonia. It had the most diverse population and a giant.
The giant set all the rules for the villagers and they did what they were told, without question.
The villagers were so adapted that they never tried anything new and walked around like sheep with the giant herding them.
The village prospered for many many years, until one day the giant stopped telling people what to do.
The people thought that they had made a mistake because of which the giant was gone.
And they were anxious about bringing it back, but without the giant they had no idea what to do.
Days passed by and the people continued to do what they usually did, making variety of items from leaves.
There were artifacts, utensils, and even roofs. These things were supposed to be sold periodically and the giant was in charge of that. Who was apparently gone.
The villagers continued the same work till autumn, then all the leaves went yellow and fell down.
There was now a shortage of leaves and on the other hand, the villagers had a huge amount of leaf artifacts and utensils.
What to do now? the villagers thought. For a few more days they all met at one place expecting some miracle to happen and they get a solution.
But they got nothing until one day, when someone saw a woodpecker and got an idea that they can make things from wood now.
Everyone liked the idea and they all started brainstorming on how to get wood and mould it. 
They tried kicking, pushing, pulling the tree but it didn’t move even a little. What now?
There has to be a way, how was the bird able to do something that the people weren’t. So they turned towards the person who saw the woodpecker and asked.
It was its sharp beak the person replied. And hence the villagers found out a way to cut and mould the tree.        
At first there were little dolls and toys in the making, then they started making stuff comparatively bigger as per the needs.
Now someone from the crowd spoke up and said “If we keep making stuff from wood at this rate there won’t be any left.”
The person was right and it put the villagers in dilemma. But they had to keep going, that was the ideology of the giant and so they did but slowed the work down.
One day out of nowhere came a traveller. The person roamed around the village but no one seemed to notice.
As the night fell, all the villagers gathered in a place as their daily routine and talked. That’s when the traveller introduced itself.
“My name is I.” the words came out like the wind and everyone looked up. They were astonished by the appearance of the traveller and started murmuring within themselves.
‘I’ smiled and participated in the conversation. The whole night went by talking and discovering the adventures of the traveller.
The people of the village were now happy and hopeful. Because they thought that the traveller would help them find their way and get them out of their problems.
They started working again, merrily this time. For days then, the traveller kept telling about the adventures and nothing else.
The villagers were now getting uneasy from all the talking and no solution. So they all decided to speak to the traveller about their problems.
But that night was a no moon and so everyone stayed in their homes. On seeing no one around, the traveller called out to the villagers and promised to show them some magic.
The villagers carefully got out of their homes and saw light coming through a bunch of wood.
Shocked! The villagers asked what was it. The traveller then said it was fire and taught them how to make it. And again they all sat and talked, this time the villagers came up with their story.
‘I’ was listening keenly to what the people were saying and came up with an idea.
“We will all go outside the village for a day, and it will be tomorrow.” ‘I’ said.
Everyone got excited and went to sleep thinking about their next day.
The following morning, there was no sign of the traveller, the people got worried. Just then a kid came and told them that ‘I’ went out of the village and wanted the people to come and search.
The villagers weren’t ready, they never left that place and didn’t know where to go. 
But they had to go, because ‘I’ was out there somewhere. And so they decided that a few men will go first. 
They all went in different directions and came back real quick. When everyone asked why, they said they had no idea what to do. 
Now all the people went together in search of ‘I’. They saw the river, the mountains at a distance, the barren land and many more things that they never saw in their lifetime.
Night fell and they all came back with no sign of ‘I’. They were feeling abandoned again but there was something different with them this time. 
As they were about to head to their homes, fire burned out in the middle of the village and they all turned and saw ‘I’. 
Happily, they paced towards the fire and sat around in a circle.  
‘I’ asked them what did they saw. And there were many different views of the same things they all saw. 
Now ‘I’ asked how were they feeling. They all had a same answer, “we feel different, in a good way.”
Listening to them all ‘I’ now said “we have a bunch of leaf toys what should we do?” 
Everyone had a different and unique idea for the stock. And then ‘I’ continued asking questions and people continued replying extatically.  
‘I’ then told everyone to go to sleep and get to work first thing in the morning. 
The next day, there were many cheerful faces and above all everyone knew what they had to do. 
The village started to prosper again and then one day ‘I’ announced of travelling to some other place.
Everyone stopped doing whatever they were doing and went to convince ‘I’ not to leave.
“We will not know what to do. You are the one who showed us our path, what will we do without you?” everyone spoke simultaneously.
“Make your own path.” ‘I’ said. “Let me tell you one last story before I go.” and continued.
I once met a man in the mountains, you see across the river. I thought he was a traveller just like me. But when we talked he revealed that he was there to search for a tree whose leaves will help him live forever. He was very sad while narrating the story and so I asked why? He said he had tried all the leaves and even tried cutting down some trees but everything was in vain. Looking at his misery I then asked “Did you ever thought that maybe the leaves would help live longer, if they were on trees?” The man then got angry and screamed at me for what I said. Because he thought that I was making fun of him, but then he understood me and told me about this village. I told him to come with me, but he said he had to go and fulfil his destiny. That was the man whom you once knew as ‘the giant’.   
Everyone was shocked, they knew nothing about the leaves and true motives of the giant until now. They now felt misused for the needs of someone else. 
Then someone asked the traveller what does he looked like and where did he go.
“Oh! he was a man just like you all, no big feet or hands or body.” ‘I’ said.
“Then why was he called giant?” asked another person. 
“He had big ideas that made him ‘the giant’. As we speak he is somewhere around the world, telling the people of the trees and the leaves and this way everyone can live longer.” 
“But what will he get from that?” asked a kid.
“He will be in the minds of people and live as ‘the giant’ forever.” 
Fascinated by the words of the traveller the people promised themselves to make their village a better place to live, and lead a happy life. 
” “
CONCLUSION. 

  • No one can be selfless for someone else, but the people can be selfless together for one thing ‘the place where they live’.
  • Sometimes you have to make ideas by yourself and stop depending on someone else.
  • You have to get out from your comfort zone to make a difference.
  • The leader is not the only one who has to making decisions, the people together can make a difference.
  • There is always strength and creativity in unity.
Hey you guys, I hope you liked the story and got what I wanted to say here.
Just know that no one likes to be alone and nor does the trees so let’s make our planet greener together.
Have a nice day, see ya.
And don’t forget to come back next Sunday.
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Short Story

Chasing Dreams.

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Have you ever had a dream?
 
Oh, yes Of course! you have.
 
Have you ever wanted that dream to come true?
 
Well, maybe. There’s a possibility right?
 
I would say, yes why not!
 
And then I ask, what would you do to make it come true?
 
Umm, I don’t know, maybe no one does.
 
What then?
 
let me tell you how it happens…….
 
 
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I’m used to do what people expect or tell me to do. I have been brought up like that, always listening to my parents, always doing what people think is right for me. Always the good kid, at least in front of my parents.
 
But when I’m all alone, I’m someone that they can never believe me to be. I’m an artist. I believe I can do wonders with my imagination, and I feel it coming alive when I put all of that on a paper. Alas! I have to keep it hidden in my closet.
 
I don’t want anyone to find out because maybe it’s lame, anyone can draw and imagine stuff right?
maybe I’m just overthinking and I’m all good where I’m right now.
 
Still, thinking of a possibility where I can be, what I want to be seems so satisfying, that I always get engrossed in it.  
 
I smiled to myself as I wrote all that in my diary, it always feels like I pour my heart down in it and then I have to close it and put it aside, which hurts the most.
 
What can I do about it though, I’m just a small town person. Only if I was Harry Potter, then I could be a small town person plus a wizard, but I’m not, so I just have to put it aside.
 
I kept my diary on the bed, beside my pillow. Yes, I keep my diary with me even in sleep. And then paced towards the blank canvas.
It was kind of a hobby of mine, to draw before I fall asleep and today I was feeling very overwhelmed with all the stuff going in my mind and the heart. 
 
With every stroke that I put on, a whole new world seemed to be revealing itself to me, I was so engaged with the painting that I didn’t even realise how drowsy I was feeling, but the picture wasn’t complete so how can I go to sleep?
 
I tried to draw as much as I could but I was rather tired today, so I leapt on to bed.
 
Deep in sleep I heard some voices, they were getting louder and louder and I was trying to understand what they were saying but I couldn’t.
 
And with a sudden stroke of light I was woken up, my head was dizzy, my bed felt softer and I just wanted to sleep for a few more seconds so I dropped on the side and closed my eyes, getting a look at my painting.
 
My painting, which was complete and beautiful. I jumped awake on realising it. I ran towards it and tried to remember if I completed it last night or not.
 
That’s when mom knocked and came in, looking at my work she said it was fascinating and I should show it to everyone.
 
Which was very unlikely because she never say anything about my drawings, she just comes in, wakes me up and tells me to come down for breakfast.
 
What was it, that was different today? Guess I’ll have to figure it out during the breakfast.
 
I got dressed and went downstairs, to my surprise dad was cooking, which he likes to do but very rarely does. I’ve always been curious about it but I never asked why.
 
My mom and sibling were already eating. I seated myself, dad merrily handed me a plate full of snacks he made and sat beside me.
 
We all ate and talked. Talking wasn’t usually allowed during eating but yes today we were talking. And everyone was saying what they were feeling in the moment. It was surprising, yet a little scary, what was happening around me?
 
Dad nudged me out of my thoughts and asked me to show him my drawings. I watched him with my mouth wide open, because he never asked anything like that before.
 
Everyone followed me to my room after breakfast, which was again unusual and I showed them my work. To my surprise, they were actually praising me, instead of telling me to do other stuff that can be useful for my life.
 
I thanked them as they all left after a few minutes and stood there holding the door wondering what just happened.
 
I sat beside the canvas, looking out of the window, feeling happier than ever. I was having this peculiar desire to scream out to the world that I had it in me. That I was an artist. 
 
I kept smiling the whole time, the weather seemed so pleasant today. Or maybe it was because I was happy.
 
And then I realised, I had never painted outside and it was the perfect time to do so. Everything seemed to be in my favour today and so I grabbed my things and took off. 
 
As I was painting in the lawn, every passing by person was appreciating and commenting about it, which sounded great. I was feeling ecstatic from all the recognition and wanted to do that everyday. I never felt like that in my whole life. It was good.
 
My sibling and the friend came from their sport and stopped for a few minutes analysing or maybe trying to understand what I drew. Probably they were going to make fun of it as they do more often, but no this time they appreciated. They actually told me that I was doing good and I should continue doing it. 
 
I was now confused, why was everyone around me so kind? It was never like this, something was very wrong with the place I was in, because reality can never be so good, at least not for me that’s what I’ve learned from all these years.   
 
I went inside to check on my family and they all seemed just fine as usual doing their work, but I don’t know why I was getting a weird feeling about everything. 
 
So I went outside to see if anything peculiar was going on. I roamed all the streets where I usually go and to the ones which I avoid, but nothing was unfamiliar. 
 
Maybe I was over reacting now, I mean, it isn’t so hard to accept that good things can happen to me right? Yes good things are happening to me, it’s not the end of the world, I was worried for no reason. 
 
I was wondering all the way home, about everyone and everything. And I wanted it to stay this way forever. 
 
I got home, went to my mom and sat beside her, I always liked talking to her and so I did. I told her about the weird feeling I was getting and she asked me why.
 
I didn’t know the answer, then she asked me why was I feeling happy. I had the answer now, it was because of the appreciation I got for my work and I really liked doing it and she told me to keep doing it. 
 
She actually told me to keep doing it. I kept looking at her and she kept smiling. I tried to speak to her again but I couldn’t open my mouth now. I tried and tried but can’t move my lips even a bit. 
 
She then said “wake up now.” I looked at her with wide eyes. 
 
“Wake up” she said again and moved away from me, suddenly not in sight. 
 
Everything around me felt spinning, so I closed my eyes and I started to shake. Mom’s voice now felt even stronger and sharper and I jerked my eyes open. 
 
I was in my room, Mom was standing beside me and told me to freshen up. I looked at my painting which was incomplete. 
 
I was dreaming, the whole thing, the different world was a dream. I felt so stupid, but no I’m not stupid. It was everything that I ever wanted, then why shouldn’t I admit it. 
 
So I got up, took bath, cleared my head and looked at the painting again. But this time I didn’t wanted to keep it in my closet, so I left it there to come back later and complete it. 
 
I’m glad I had such a dream, because I’m now more sure than ever about the things I want to do in my life. Starting with following my dreams. 
 
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CONCLUSION,

  • You have to know what you really want to do.
  • You have to show everyone what you’re capable of.
  • You have to believe in yourself.

“Reach out to the universe, and the universe will help fulfil your deepest desires.”

Well, I do hope all your dreams come true.

Don’t forget to tell me how you liked the story.

Have a great day.

And stay tuned for next Sunday,, bye bye!

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