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Short Story

How it works

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People are capable, at anytime in their lives, of doing what they dream of.

– Paulo Coelho

How many of you feel that something is missing?

Something, which might be important in your life but it isn’t there, and so you feel numb.

You are doing just fine, but something is not right.

That something, most of the times is your happiness.

Because, no matter how well you’re doing, if you don’t like doing it, either work or relationships, that real happiness will always be missing.

Have you read the book ‘the secret’ by Rhonda Byrne, and ‘the alchemist’ by Paulo Coelho.

These are my two favourite books, and both of them focuses on how to fulfil your dreams and deepest desries.

Do you have something that you really want?

Then tell the universe that you want it, and you might get it.

The law of attraction comes in action there,

Let us all come together and see how it works……….

” “

One Sunday morning I was casually reading, when I came across some interesting stuff.

I’ve read mostly about business and success, but something different caught my eye that day.

There was an article about achieving goals by believing and imagining it happen. I was intrigued and started scanning through it.

It was very philosophical, it included all the things like impact of thoughts, process of success, power of imagination, the subconscious mind, and so on.

I was quite fascinated and wanted to try some of that right away and so I made an action plan.

Recently I was given a product survey, more like a test for audience interest before the launch. And for that I had put up a brief seminar.

It was a perfume in an elegantly shaped bottle so as to give it an exquisite look. The scent was refreshing as well as soothing and in three different variety.

I made a short presentation on the specifications and pros and cons of the product with a whole hearted speech on why it is different and worth buying.

Which went extremely under expectation. But I was convinced that the product wasn’t that bad and thus, I continued making plans to impress more people so they would invest in that product.

I felt or somehow anticipated, I was short on something and that was causing the hinderance in my success.

After reading that article I thought of a different approach in the advertisement of the product.

Though I knew that the product was good and worth the time and money, I first tested if out by myself and made a video of it.

I went to some people who came to the seminar and asked them if they were willing to state their experience of that day in front of the camera. Luckily, some of them agreed.

I invited those people over to my home, greeted them merrily, offered them tea, talked for a while, then asked a few questions before they left.

I interviewed each of them individually giving everyone enough time to speak, sat beside them to make them comfortable and feel like just a normal conversation.

Most of them knew me already and so it was even more satisfying. I had a pleasant time attending to them and I felt grateful for the time they spared for me.

After they left, I sat by myself thinking about the recent events.

In the article it was written that if you feel good, everything that happens will be good. This was the first thing or a trick, that I applied with today’s hosting.

And it turns out that it really works. Not for a second I let myself feel that the people might be here to criticize, and guess what, they didn’t.

It was very amusing and I kept smiling by myself. Afterall why won’t I, I was really happy.

I started making an advertisement for yet another seminar, this time I kept it more authentic and added a funny but appealing tag line.

I sent it out to my company in the noon and they approved it till evening.

This time I had kept the seminar exclusive, added some personal invitees and it got a little high budget.

Most of the times advertisements and venues with high budget never got approved, but I was just confident before sending it out and it really got accepted.

After the news spread in the company premises, I got a few calls from my colleagues to inquire how I got the deal.

I had no explanation but only the belief in myself and I simply told them, though they hardly accepted it. I then invited them all plus one guest each.

This made them happy as well, and I got a few more visitors. I didn’t know how I got that idea, it was random but perfect.

I was now left with a few days before the seminar, so I started editing the video and making a fine presentation.

And for ten to fifteen minutes, twice a day, I would imagine how the whole program will happen.

In doing so I actually started believing the things I thought were really happening and that made me even more confident.

The day of the seminar came, there were so many people in the room. I was a little nervous but it didn’t scare me.

I showed the presentation first, it was of three slides and I have added a few funny characters and a story to it. Everyone laughed and so I can assume that they liked it.

Next, I showed the video of what were the views of people and how well we got along.

In the end of the video I added another funny clip, in which I was spraying the perfume in the room and on me as well.

“Yes, I did that.” I laughed and asked, “How did you like the smell of my home, those who were there?”

I got all the positive comments and an applause for my presentation. And that happened just like I imagined.

Of all the things, that clapping of hands was the exact representation of my imagination and it was the thing that mattered the most.

After that, the head of our project came up on the stage and surprised everyone by announcing the official launch of the product.

He stood on the stage beside me, asked me not to leave, thanked me for my efforts as he gave a speech and we cut the ribbon together for the launch.

After that, there was a launch party and an investors summit.

People were coming up to me and appreciating, which was extremely flattering and unexpected.

I was on cloud nine that day, and I know now if I feel good, good things will come my way.

” “

Conclusion,

  • Our subconscious mind has tremendous potential, if you feed it the right information, it is very likely to happen.
  • It is true that if you feel good, all the good things will happen, because you will find good in everything and vice versa.
  • If you are giving out positive vibes and feeling positive, you will attract positivity.
  • Imagination helps too, because if you can imagine it you can do it. Start from the little things, if you imagine saying something to someone, you will find yourself doing that in real sooner or later.
  • Believe in yourself, it is the most important thing or a gift you could give yourself.

Hello everyone…..!

How is this little dose of motivation treating you?

Feel free to comment and let me know.

If you’d like, read the book ‘the alchemist’, it’s really motivating and my personal favourite.

Do like and share this post if you think it can help someone,

Untill then, see you next time.

Short Story

Anxiety.

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When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.

– Wayne Dyer

I am writing this one especially because our generations has faced the most changes.

And the competitions are increasing day by day, in all the fields.

People nowadays are more likely to ignore feelings over benefits.

In this fast changing world, many of us may feel left behind and neglected.

The need for more, never ends. If one has money, they need more. If one has fame, they want more and so on.

Either we have or we do not, at the end of the day something is always missing and we feel anxious.

We think no one understands, because no one listens or no one has the time to, right?

That’s not true.

This post is for everyone out there, who thinks no one care, We have each other.

Let us read together and share and understand……….

” “

It feels like my whole life is passing by and I have no power over it. I am always being ordered to do things.

Whether it is in school or home, I feel like I’m always being pushed over.

I am tired of living like this, there’s no one to whom I can tell how I feel because everyone is so busy with their own problems.

‘Today at school I will try to be better, to be useful and it will be a good day.’ I told myself as I got up from bed.

I didn’t know what was coming today, most of my days were weary and problematic.

It was like trouble always found it’s way to me, and I always stood there waiting for it.

No one wants to be like that and neither do I. There are people who have so many friends and almost everyone likes them and then there’s me always invisible.

Sometimes I feel jealous for what others have and I do not and it’s like I am missing out on so much but I have no other choice, I am like that from the start ‘ the nonexistent one ‘.

As I stepped through the school gate, my one and only friend approached me with a huge smile and greeted me.

I liked hanging out with him, together we both were ‘ the invisibles ‘, that’s a funny name I know and it was his idea.

He is the funny one and I am the one with brain. Haha I’m just kidding, we both are equally intelligent and funny, at least that’s what I think.

The only difference we have is that I care too much about the people around us and what they think, and he doesn’t.

The day was no different than others until we entered the cafeteria where someone accidentally spilled their cup of ice cream on me.

I was immediately the source of laughter and fun for everyone in the room. People were laughing and making fun of me as they usually do.

And I stood there numb, waiting for it to stop but it never did. I was then dragged away by my friend and I went to the bathroom to clean up.

The stains were still on my clothes, my friend wanted to talk to me about the incident and apparently I didn’t want to.

“Why do these things happen to me.” was the only thing I said as I rushed off to the class, and he followed.

As I entered all the eyes were on us again, those weird and freaky looks can never get old. People were eyeing and making fun of me just because of one stupid ice cream.

I cannot believe how pathetic that was and it was still happening, I couldn’t get my mind off of it even if I tried, he distracted me a few times but I was back on those thoughts again and again.

Even when the lecture was ongoing I was turning my head right and left just to make sure that I wasn’t laughed at anymore.

Which again caused me trouble, as the teacher saw me scanning the class and I was scolded for misbehaviour. Hence embarrassing myself once more.

When the lecture ended I stood up straight to leave as soon as possible, I heard someone call out to me and I knew it was just to make fun and so I didn’t turn back.

But then few more people started shouting my name so I looked at them all the sudden and I collided with the person behind me.

At this point my anger was uncontrollable and I ran out of there without stopping till I was outside the corridor.

I sat on the grass in the school campus, I was overwhelmed with emotions but still maintained my cool and stayed silent.

My friend was right behind me, he sat there with me, that too without saying anything. And I really liked that, because I wasn’t able to talk.

He waited till I was able to say anything and so we can have a conversation. I spoke eventually, I didn’t know what to say so I asked how he was doing.

And he laughed, he literally just laughed at me again. I punched him so he can shut his mouth and stop making me feel so miserable for doing nothing more but speaking.

“Am I really a joke or a fool that everyone finds something humorous about and start laughing at?” I inquired concernedly,

“No, you are not.” he said,

“Then why do these things happen to me.” I complained, he shrugged,

We sat there until the bell rang and it was time for the last class, I was not sure of going in again as I stood in the premises,

“Just don’t pay attention to anyone.” he advised,

“Easy for you to say.” I claimed, and he laughed again giving me the strength to walk in.

I tried not to look at anyone and simply sat on the chair, paying attention to the teacher till the end. Then I left the class as calmly as I could.

On my way out, someone stopped in front of me, I looked up to inquire what the matter was and they just started belittling me.

“What’s the matter?” I asked,

“We know you do all that stupid stuff only because you want attention.” they said cruelly,

“Are you mad, who would even want that.” I cried,

They didn’t stop their accusations and I just ran away from their and headed straight home, and again the dear friend chase was on.

He screamed my name as I ran and ran, not stopping even to take a breath. He caught me eventually and made me sit on the nearest bench.

“Why are you doing this to yourself?” he said after a while,

“I am doing, really you too? From the moment I wake up to the one I go to bed everything goes wrong, bad things happen around me always, I try so hard to see that nothing goes wrong but everything does. Sometimes, I don’t even wanna get up from bed because I know nothing good is ever going to happen to me.” I spoke with tears in my eyes,

“That’s where you are wrong.” he said, I sat quietly listening to him,

“You see, most of your problems are in your head. You always think that you are going to embarrass yourself and then you do. I’m not saying that you are doing this on purpose, but it is highly affecting you. You are not less than anyone else in that room, you are not the troublemaker, problems not only come to you. So don’t create a situation in your head that makes you think any of that. You know, you are the best and the most effective person I’ve ever met, don’t let that hide in the clouds of your concerns. You are not the problem, and you don’t create problems. Stop thinking that, be the best of yourself. I know who you are, so let me help you see it and smile because you know who you are, not what people tell you.” he affirmed.

I smiled, not because he told me to but because I knew he was right. I do think a lot and then end up having doubts about myself.

We sat there for a while then, he kept telling me how great I am and I kept laughing, well probably because it was too much, but I didn’t doubt myself for once then and forever.

” “

So this type situation can also form in your work environment or around your siblings, but trust me when I say this ‘no one can see who you truly are, unless you do yourself’.

Conclusion

  • As written earlier ‘most of your problems are in your head’, so think positive, think good about yourself, because if you’ll love yourself, you won’t even worry about who loves you or who doesn’t.
  • Don’t beat yourself up over what others think of you because they don’t know you. So you either show them your true side or don’t worry at all.
  • No matter how bad you think the situation is, it will all clear up, it will all be okay, just believe in yourself.
  • Having self doubt is for a few seconds is okay, but get up and back on track the next second.
  • People laugh, mostly to hide their own insecurities, don’t let them get you down.

Hello everyone, I don’t know how this article helped you, or even if it did or not,

but it helped me a lot, because to think that somebody is out there reading this and smiling is the greatest gift of all.

Do comment, and share this experience with me, as well as with others if you like.

Have a good day and see you next time.

Short Story

Focus

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The successful warrior is the average man, with laser-like focus.

– Bruce lee

It is usually not easy to be focused on one thing,

Nowadays, people have several tasks on hand to take care of,

And each of them are considered equally important.

Do you do that too?

Well I have to say, I do.

There are so many things to see-to and then we get lost between them.

And being entangled, one might not find the very thing that they need.

Thus, focus is a very tricky and essential part of life.

Let’s blur out everything for a moment and focus on a our imagination………

” “

I was sitting on the chair, in front of my computer trying to write an article which I had to submit within two days to the magazine I work for.

It was an important task but also very tiring one. I had to sit through hours and think up stuff to write.

While I was writing, mom called me to help her move the winter clothes from upper cabinets to empty space in the cupboard, where everyone can easily take them.

I asked her if anyone else was free to help her, but no one was home and so I have to get up and do it.

After completing the moving, I thought of the work I had pending and went back to my desk.

But I was too lazy to do that again for hours. And so, I thought I should take a break and refresh my mind.

I bought some snacks from the kitchen to my room and started watching the series I very much like.

I didn’t realise how much time I spent on that until mom called again and asked me to go to the store to buy some missing ingredients for dinner.

As soon as I got back from the store I started working on the article with all my concentration.

After a little while, I was called for dinner. Everyone was already on the table and I greeted them all.

We had a nice supper and chat, and later I helped mom to do the dishes.

I usually wait for two hours before going to bed and in that time I completed other stuff I was concerned with.

Like, making a schedule for the next day, organising my desk, analysing the work and the other activities I did that day and so on.

By the time I completed all my chores, I was already feeling sleepy and so I climbed the bed and grabbed a book to read, as it is my habit to read before I sleep.

After waking up the next morning and getting ready for work, I got multiple texts from the office that I have to run some errands before arriving there.

And here I go again, following my routine, just doing things and sometimes not even liking them.

This is what I’ve been doing for a while now, just wake up, go to work, come back in the evening and go to bed, I’m quite fed up and I don’t know why.

I chose the work of writing because I liked doing it very much, but now it is just tiresome.

The only thing I enjoy in my day now, is the reading that I do before I go to bed.

‘How did things turn out this way? when did I lose interest in my work?’ I asked myself.

I was so much hopefull and high spirited person, I chose what I loved to do and still I was living just a mediocre and stressful life.

“It was never supposed to be this way.” I told myself, and so I took a day off from the office to figure out what I want and how.

Though I had to turn in the article on time and so I worked late that night and completed it to have the next day completely to myself.

This morning as I woke up, I was ready to learn something new about myself. I was prepared to find out the reason where I changed.

I walked downstairs and had breakfast, spent some quality time with my family and then all got busy in their respective works.

I had nothing to do and so I thought of going to a library, my favourite place on earth.

There I read some old magazines where I had published my articles and I noticed that overtime my writings have became more statistical than creative.

The reason why that happened was because I started feeling reserved while working.

I had set boundaries and limits in which I completed my work and that made it more tedious than intresting.

And those limits were because I always had something else on hand to complete that it diverted my attention.

Though it wasn’t only the time limit but the way I looked at what I did, that made it more lenthy.

Now that I know what made me so grumpy about the things I do, I had to find a way to associate with everything and make the best out of it.

My passion still lied in writing and so I decided to give it my complete attention for at least two hours in a day.

And in that time I will not take any other task in between. Or even better, I will complete any other important things first and then make my writing my leisure time.

Conclusion.

  • Focus is something which isn’t easy to hold, but does a lot of good when given properly.
  • Everyone says to ‘find your passion’ but it isn’t always butterflies and unicorns in doing that, so to make the best out of your passion and yourself, you will have to love it unconditionally.
  • It is only logical that you can not do just one thing in a whole day and so it’s okay to sit back, relax and entertain yourself, but the real test is when you’re doing something productive which won’t be so much entertaining and you will have to say yes to the work and no to the pleasure, that’s only when you grow.

Hello everyone, how are you doing?

Have you found your passion yet? NO?

It’s okay, you will soon.

Till then keep reading, and if you like my post do share it with someone who can relate.

And if you have to ask me anything or tell me something, comment below.

Thanks for reading with me.

Have a great time ahead.

Short Story

Do not worry, just get up.

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Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration, the rest of us get up and go to work.

– Stephen King

Has something or someone ever let you down so bad, that you can’t feel the need to get up again?

The thing can be your most priced possesion or an asset.

The person can be you. Who let you down.

Have you ever felt so drowned that giving up is the only way you can see?

But you know what, it isn’t the only way.

It is hard to rebuild, but it isn’t impossible.

Let’s find out a way together…………

” “

One day, in the morning I woke up with a notification on my phone that the website which I was building and running successfully has went down.

It took me almost a year to increase it’s reach and now all of it just vanished.

Nothing is more exhausting and devastating than this. What am I supposed to do now?

Sit back, relax, wait for everything to go back to normal? Well, what if it doesn’t?

How can I relax, when I can’t even breath. Everything seems to be falling apart.

I am static on my bed, can’t move or don’t want to move.

It’s like every piece of me is shedding little by little and there’s nothing I could do.

If I say it out loud, the only answer I will get is that I’m overreacting. But I am really not, I do feel crushed.

Only I know how much it took to establish something like that and now that it’s gone, I know nothing anymore.

How am I supposed to cope this feeling, hide the emotions? I can’t, but no one will understand so ultimately I have to.

“Wake up with a smile little one.” I told myself and got up from bed.

I tried to be normal the rest of the day. I smiled a little more, so that the pain would not show.

Everyone, close to me, knew about that incident and kept asking what happend. I simply answered and tried to changed the topic.

Then they would say ‘don’t worry you’ll get it back, everything will be fine.’

It’s easy to say everything will be fine, but it’s me who is going through with it and I know I can’t keep calm.

At those times, I wanted to scream and cry and shout loud enough that my voice reach the sky, but instead I kept quiet and smiled.

It was like a storm inside of me which can’t come out. And it continued for a several days.

I kept waiting for everything to get back to normal. I even tried many things to make it work properly again but everything in vain.

Until one day, something happened that made me realise, it’s not the end of the world and I could start seeing it as an opportunity.

I was walking back home one evening, when I saw an old couple sitting in their lawn conversing about something.

They waved at me as I passed them and I stepped towards the lawn, took a chair and seated myself.

I always greeted them in the morning, on my way to work and their smile always lighten up my heart.

That day, they asked me if I was okay, and I said yes. I didn’t understand why they asked me such a thing, but I felt good.

We sat there, chatted for a few minutes. They offered me cookies and tea, and told me stories about their youth.

It fascinated me in a way, I was thoroughly enjoying my time there. And for once my mind was off the breakdown of my website.

Then they started telling me about how they met. It was one winter afternoon at a cafe, far from town.

It turned out they both were there at the same camp and later, met again at dinner.

The old man told me that he tried very much but the lady won’t fall for anything. He said that she didn’t like his short height.

And yet, here they are together, enjoying each others company and living their best life. I was happy to have had this encounter.

And later I asked how they had maintained such a healthy relationship and they told me everythign about it.

How they supported each other through hard times and persevered in life.

They teased each other on the topic of not being able to do things and it continued for a while.

I left there when the sun almost went down, walked towards home with a completely different feeling.

I wasn’t sad anymore. The conversation was going on in my mind and I was smiling to myself.

As I stepped forward the smile grew wider and in no time I started laughing, really hard.

I was not concerned if someone would think I was a fool but insted I was happy, and I shared a smile or two on my way home.

Though whatever happened with my site may or may not be in my best interest, but dwelling on the loss is definitely not for the best.

To be that much happy when you grow old, is to never give up on the things you love.

Conclusion.

  • It’s ok to feel sad if you lose something, but it is necessary to move on.
  • Nothing will happen unless you would make it happen.
  • Downfall is often like a trampoline, so jump twice back up.
  • It’s not late to start and never too late to start over. So, just get back out there and do it.
  • It’ll be tough, no doubt. But you’ll make it. Believe in yourself.

Hey, everyone….

How have you been?

I’m really sorry for not posting last week, as I was slightly busy with my cousin’s wedding.

I hope you all enjoy my posts. Do comment and let me know.

Share as well, if you like it.

See you next time.

Short Story

Not soon, now!

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There are several times where I had left things to do later,
 
And then I might have forgotten it. 
 
How many of you had done the same?
 
A few times maybe, right?
 
Well, we have something in common then. 
 
But don’t you think, if that thing which we delayed might have lead to something good, 
 
If only it was done, when it was supposed to. 
 
I think that too. Wow, that’s two common attributes in a row. 
 
Can we just go back in past and make things right?
 
No we can’t!
 
Then what can we do?
 
Let’s find out together………
 
 
” “
 
It’s winter morning, I am cozy in my bed, not wanting to get out, but it is an important day so I had to wake up early.
 
I looked out the window, the weather didn’t seem so good and I stayed in bed for a few more minutes.
 
Clouds forming in the sky, winds blowing over the trees.
 
The sky is a perfect combination of blue and grey. It keep fascinating me.
 
I started wondering how my day will be. I am to meet a childhood friend, more like a mentor.
 
She has helped me through many circumstances of my life, she was my senior and now she is a professor at a big university.
 
I’m so excited to meet her, there hasn’t been much contact between us since she left the city, but I know that the bond is still strong. 
 
I realised that I got so lost thinking about all the memories we had together that I fell asleep again.
 
I stood right up as soon as I opened my eyes. I had an assignment to take care of and so I rushed to the bathroom to get ready. 
 
Because of my early reminising, I reached late at the university. And so, all the faculty members had already left for the lunch break. 
 
I cannot even believe I lost that much time in the morning, all I did was have breakfast at home and leave as soon as I could.
 
Where did I spent so much time that it’s already lunch break?
 
Oh yes! I was at my friend’s shop, reading comics. They were truly interesting, I almost lost the track of time.
 
I called a friend to sit with me outside the staff room, until someone arrives and I could submit my assignment.
 
As he came, he asked me if I filled up the online survey form related to the assignment and apparently, I had totally forgot about it.  
 
I remember keeping that for later, and then I never did it. I immediately turned on the internet and looked for the form to fill up.
 
It was almost complete when the network went down, and then I had to fill it up again. 
 
Then I realised it wasn’t the network but the website which wasn’t working properly.
 
And so, it took me a few tries before I submitted my survey. finally, completing my assignment.
 
I wanted to meet her( my mentor ) as soon as I leave the university and so I called. But alas, she was busy. 
 
At first she was in town just for one day, but luckily now she is staying a few days and so I can meet her anytime.
 
I could talk to her about so many things, I can even ask her what should I do after graduation.
 
She is so good at giving advises, I truly admire her, and I’m getting so hyped on the thought of meeting her after a long time.  
 
As I reached home, it was evening already and mom was making dinner. I greeted her and paced towards my room. 
 
Most of the things were spread on the floor because of my morning rush and so I took them all and lay them on the bed. 
 
I felt so tried that I skipped cleaning and flee downstairs to eat. 
 
It was my turn to take out the trash and so after dinner I went to put it out. There I saw my neighbour and stopped for a brief chat.
 
As I stepped in my room, after completing all the chores, it was still a mess and I felt exhausted.
 
I wanted to clean but I didn’t and again threw everything on the floor. What a busy day it was!
 
I fell asleep as soon as I dropped on bed. Gradually, leaving the reality for the world of dreams.
 
The first thought I had in the morning was not to be lazy, I got up early and planned my day.
 
The most important thing I listed was meeting her( my mentor) because if I delayed it, she might as well leave and we can’t even meet.
 
I had it all in my head, things to do in the day. For once I thought of listing it in a paper, but then I didn’t. Who has that much time to waste.
 
During breakfast, dad read me the headlines from the newspaper. “The world is changing so fast.” he said at last and I smiled and left.
 
Even though I had planned everything out for today, it was again the same as yesterday.
 
Somehow, nothing changed. I still had some work pending from the university, I had to clean my room.
 
And there was an important application which I had to fill up, about a reserved lecture I was very much intrested in.  
 
All of it is yet pending, I can’t remember where I spent my whole day. I’ve always been like this, but it never bothered me till now.
 
Maybe it was because I wasn’t able to meet her, or maybe it’s just because there is so much left to do and I’m stressing about everything.  
 
Well, if it is stress, I must sleep on it then. I’ll figure everything out tomorrow. 
 
But did I really figure it out? Yes I did and I learned it the hard way. 
 
This morning, I had several pending tasks and I was all set to complete them in time. 
 
First thing, I opened my laptop, connected it to the internet and started filling up that form and submitted it.
 
There was a slight buffering after i submitted and so I put it aside and started cleaning my room.
 
I was getting too many notifications on my phone and so I sat for a few minutes to check if I got anything urgent.
 
And as usual, there was nothing much important, but still I wound up scrolling through social media.
 
As soon as I realised the waste of time, I put the phone to silent mode, turned the music on and resumed the cleaning.
 
I had pushed it aside for too long and so there was so much cleaning to do. It took me almost all day, but my room looked much better.    
 
I took a few minute rest, read few pages of a book, lay on bed for a while.
 
As I saw the time, I jumped up, took my phone and saw I had calls and texts from her. She was leaving today and I haven’t yet talked to her.   
 
Her train was about to leave in half an hour and she tried to contact me to meet before that but I forgot that I put the phone to silent.
 
I rushed to the bathroom, changed, and then went straight downstairs.
 
Mom stopped me to ask why I was in a hurry and I had to explain her the situation.
 
I took off as soon as I could, the station was far and so I drove fast, but I knew it was almost impossible to reach before the train leaves.
 
All the way, I thought if only I had cleaned my room earlier, non of it would have happened.
 
I reached the station and saw the train leaving in front of my eyes. It was a sore sight.
 
There was nothing I could do, but regret.  
 
” “
(Try understanding this story by keeping ‘the mentor/she’ as a metaphor for what you want to achieve or do in life)
 
Conclusion
  • If you think, you have enough time, you are wrong. Think twice before postponing anything that means something to you. 
  • You might get a second chance, but not many. Be wise and grab the opportunity as soon as it comes. 
  • You only will be responsible for whatever you get and do not. It’s your choice. 
  • It is better to do something, no matter how difficult, than to regret not doing it. 

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I am very happy to see that you’re reading this and I really hope you have a great time.

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See you next time!! 

  

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.

 

Short Story

Be the change.

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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

First of all.

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Have you ever imagined, that if you could live like someone else for one day, who would it be?

You can be a sport’s star, maybe a celebrity, or a writer, oh! maybe an astronaut going in the space…..

But, would you believe me if I say you don’t have to imagine you can do all that for real?

Yeah it sounds very intriguing doesn’t it.

Let me tell you a story about one such time……..

“ “

 
It was just another day, or I can say that ‘the sun rose in the east and will be setting in the west’, overall nothing was unusual. I got up, had a lot of coffee, and was all set to ride to college.
 
Yeah college, where no one could interpret what will their day be like, no one except me, because I never talked much and I was cool with it. It’s not that no one wanted to talk to me, but I just never got involved in gossip and stuff. So I spend a lot of time in the library, classic nerd hah! well that’s me.
 
I have friends, a few good friends and it is because of them, that I can survive. I arrived exactly at 7:30 as usual and went straight to my locker. There aren’t many people around at this hour and I find it very peaceful, but today a most disturbing thing was going to happen. I was headed to class when the principal stopped me in the middle and asked me for a favour, a huge favour. 
 
I was pacing right to left in the cafeteria, constantly thinking about the excuses I can give to get rid of the situation and apparently I wasn’t getting any. My friends seemed to enjoy this situation, because they thought that giving a speech in front of whole college was the most amazing thing to happen to me.
 
They wanted me to come out of my comfort zone and at last I agreed. As the first bell rang I went to the Principal’s office and accepted the terms. But little did we knew what was coming next our way.
 
As I was going to deliver the speech after the lunch break, which was an extremely short notice, I was given the provision to skip classes until then and can ask anyone for help. So I asked all my friends, after all who wouldn’t take the benefit of a privilege like that. 

For quite a while, we kept brainstorming about the idea that the principal dropped on us ‘Things we learn’. Which was an incomplete sentence, like learn where – in college, out of college, during college, in life.

 
We were all confused, because not only everyone had a different idea but all of us wanted to have our ideas on paper, which wasn’t going to be convenient for me to speak on stage in front of that huge crowd. 

Then came someone out of nowhere, I didn’t realise he/she was there until his/her voice rang loud into my ears “Can you keep it down, people are trying to study here.” And the next words just blurted out of my mouth like a bullet “Who studies in a cafeteria?”

 
That right there was the moment when I looked in his/her eyes, he/she was bewildered by what I said and so was I, for a moment there was silence and then I saw that I was standing right outside the library and we were making so much noise. 

I quickly apologised and explained the situation, which was totally unnecessary. And that’s where the friends come in to make the situation more weird, they all started passing embarrassing looks and smiles, and I stood there rigid like a statue.

 
Now at this point anyone else would go and continue to mind their own business, but not him/her, he/she actually offered me help with a smile so wide, I couldn’t help but turn all red.
 
After that awkward but sweet encounter, we all agreed on one idea, his/her idea to roam around the college and see what we can find to inspire the speech. I asked him/her to come along and we took off. 
 
We were all chatting and pointing out things that were always there and we never noticed. How strange is that right? Though I was really enjoying it all, I’ve never done something fun for studies and walking the college to get ideas seemed just perfect, also getting to know my sweet encounter was the most fun part.
 
He/she was telling me about the classes we had together and all the things related to me, which left me wondering how have I not seen him/her before. Maybe I’m just too busy shutting everyone out. 

Oh! and I almost forgot to mention how much I liked the way he/she was talking, it was so intense that I was distracted from everything but his/her voice. I smiled a little to myself and then regained my attention on the speech. 

 
It was now just an hour left before the lunch bell to go off and so we returned to the cafeteria to discuss a little before I wrote the speech. There was no doubt that we were screaming again and so I took out my pen and paper and asked them one by one what they think I should write. 
 
The topics so far were sports, general studies, practicals, history, literature and so on, all of which was extremely boring. Yet I started to write down some points about each of them and then read it out loud for everyone to listen. 

Practically, everyone thought that it was good, because it involved everything that we learn here. But to me, it didn’t sound very appealing. 

 
“We hear about these everyday and today has to be special. I can’t bore people out by this stuff.” I said and everyone nodded. 

The college was celebrating the birthday of our library and spreading the awareness of unity which was already going to be stuffy and tiring, and I wanted it to end with something inspiring. I shared this idea with everyone and thus we again started to put our minds to it.

 
We kept thinking till the lunch bell rang which made us all worried. Now I didn’t had much time to write out of imagination and people were already flooding in. I was hungry and so was everyone else, thus we grabbed our lunch and seated in a corner. To my surprise, everyone in the cafeteria was smiling towards me or maybe at me, I really didn’t knew but who cares right? 
 
I was sitting beside my sweet encounter who was certainly very uneasy so I asked what happened and he/she said that he/she wasn’t used to that much attention and it was making him/her want to shoot bullets at everyone, listening to which I couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Why would you say that?” I asked “To distract myself from the odd folks and your laugh happens to be exactly what I needed.” he/she said. 

 
I could scream OMG right now, because I wasn’t used to flirting at all. But yes, I happen to like it, duh who doesn’t. I can say that it took my mind off the speech for a very good amount of time, or say it was a bad amount of time, because when I realised I was off the track I started to freak out. 

I was just about the run to the library when some students came over to our table and started roasting me with questions. I gave a few answers but it was all too much for me to cope up with, because I wasn’t certain if they really wanted the answers or were they just picking on me.

And again that’s where the friends come in, they rescued me from the lot and we paced towards the library, and reached there just a second before the bell rang signalling that lunch was over.   

 
Now everyone looked at me nervously because they all knew that it was the time for the program to start and I had to go backstage all alone, which might panic me. But no, I wasn’t panicking at all, in fact I was confident than ever before. I assured them all to go and take the seats with best view and trust me, so they did. 
 
As everyone was leaving I held back my sweet encounter and thanked him/her for standing up for me at the lunch, which wasn’t his/her scene but yet he/she did it. To which he/she simply smiled, hugged me, wished me luck and took off. 
 
The whole show was as I anticipated, long and heavy, I could see the faces of each and every student, yawning and sleeping. I was just finishing down my speech when the principal came from behind and startled me, to which he apologised and asked to read the speech before I go on stage. From the expressions on his face I knew that I did a good job, and we both were now satisfied. 
 
And now, it was finally the time to go up on the stage as the anchor calls my name. There was a lot of yawning and uneasy faces in the crowd and for a moment my legs froze, everything went silent and I just wanted to run backwards, but then I saw my friends waving at me and cheering me from the front row, so I regained my composure and started to speak. 

I very well know that everyone in this hall wants to leave as soon as they can, but why did you all come here in the first place? I’ll say it is out of respect., that’s the first thing we learn. 
Now as I said that, many of the dull faces turned at me with a different expression, that’s interest. It helps to learn. 
I was asked today to speak about the things we learn but wasn’t told anymore than that, no hints at all, so I learned many things, because there wasn’t a limit. 
I learned to laugh a little more, I learned to walk a little more, I learned to care a little more, I learned that you can conquer anything with the right people beside you, and those are your friends, your parents, your teachers. I learned to fight for what’s worth, I learned to show kindness, even to the ones who you think doesn’t deserve. I’ve learned that there is so much to learn if we do not limit ourselves. But above all, I’ve learned to love me, to put faith in me, to trust me, to accept me, to stand up for me. I’ve learned to have this confidence and know that everyone here will listen to me.  
But first of all I’ve learned to be me. 

As I said that, the crowd cheered up and the entire hall was filled with hurrahs and applause, it felt really good. I smiled at all my friends, thanked them at the end of the speech. Thanked the teachers and the principal. 

 
For me this was a moment out of a fairytale, I never expected that I could do something like that, being someone that rarely speaks. But now I know, if I put my mind onto something I can definitely do it.  
 
That was the day that changed my life in ways that I can never imagine and I’m grateful for it.  
 
” “

CONCLUSION.
You can do it all, but….

  1. You have to trust yourself, believe in yourself. 
  2. You have to accept that there will be hardships and you’ll get through them all.
  3. You have to be with people who inspire you, encourage you, lift you up.
  4. You have to believe that whatever comes your way is to make you strong. How you react to the situation is all that matters.
  5. And last, but not the least, You have to be grateful for everything that you have. 

So, I hope you have read this story picturing yourself, and it made your day a little bit merrier. 

 
Let me know your thoughts, in the comment box.  
 
Have a  nice day.
 
And don’t forget to come back next Sunday. See you! 
 
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