Imagination.....

The street was  silent and serene. No people around, no honking of buses and cars, no whistling of traffic polices as we normally would hear. All I could hear and feel was the vague chirping of birds from afar and the chilly breeze of winter striking through my bony face and struggling itself to get through my wavy hair.

The place was all for myself giving me the feeling of being merely myself in the world and the entire world belonging only to me. Even the day was fine with bright sun light, its golden rays giving me the hope of living-living to the fullest embracing and rejoicing all the marvels of a world. On the contrary as I stroll all alone and aimlessly, those plants devoid of flowers and buds and the empty gardens left with remnants of perished flowers once so beautiful and lively, made me miserable and pessimistic realizing the impermanence of life. Yet with heavy heart I continued my stroll.

No destination in particular. No any specific purpose(s) to be accomplished. With no or little hope, I walked along the empty and tranquil street like a carefree child. After few hours of my restless walk, I was quite frazzled as well as lazied by the scorching sun and I resolved to  rest for awhile. I lay on the ground stretching whole of my body and breathing in the cool air. I lay faced to the clear blue sky and wished if my God Almighty could bestow me with everlasting felicity.

After reposing for sometime, I felt refreshed and rejuvenated and I got up to get back to my room. As I turned to my way, unbelievably my sight was caught by an enchanting girl just a few meters away from me and to my utter excitement and merriment, she was also heading to the same direction. The way she treads, the way her glossy hair flutters in the cool breeze, her glowing face and her flawless physique trapped me in the trap of love at the first sight. Having seen girl like her, I could not curb my mind because her angel-like beauty bewitched whole of me.

Though I was in confusion and nervousness and at the same time equally excited to the extreme, I gathered all my courage and confidence to utter her a word at least so that I would be satisfied and also ease my overflowing feelings for her. Although my heart was beating as if dying, I obliged myself to converse with her once without fearing the consequences. With blushed face, I paced up my pace and shyly bid her"Hi" and so did she. Further excited by her prompt response, I grasped an opportunity to ask for her contact number and email address. Luckily she gave away as I beseeched. And my mission was accomplished successfully. After sometime we dissipated to our own destination. As soon as I stepped inside my room, I started jumping up and screaming out of joyfulness as if I had won a  million worth of lottery.

As I was behaving stupidly and insanely, my friend woke up from his sleep and shouted at me wildly and I was brought back into reality. Only then did I realize that I was day dreaming and it was all my imaginations. Haha........


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An awkward moment

Like our clothes are woven  and embroidered at the same time by the combination of different colorful threads and finally give a beautiful outlooks, my life, your life and our lives are also made up different moments-doleful moments, cheerful moments, victorious moments, awkward moments so on and so forth and together do they give a meaning to our lives!.

In fact every second we live our life is a moment but we barely remember and cherish such insensible moments because we are busy cherishing the important moments. But the truth to be revealed is that we usually remember merely the bad things that have been done to us and we all have the tendencies to forget the good things that somebody has done for us. In the same way we would remember and reminisce those awkward moments than those cheerful moments.

To share with you all my good moments I have none. I wonder if there had been a good moment in my life. I may have had for sure but I don't remember much. But those awkward moments and distressing moments are still afresh and vivid in my mind. So let me share one of my awkward moments. It was February 14, Valentine Day as we all know. And I was invited by one of my friends to join the party at her apartment at night. Party is what I really despise in real but I could not turn down her invitation and I feigned interested and consented to join without failure.

So as agreed I went to her home with few friends. As we enter her room, we were greeted by the air of smile and beauty of balloons being adhered on the walls all around the room and I felt like I was a chief guest on that day of celebration. I felt great anyways. But my feeling of greatness and comfort was just for a while like a lightning. It vanished soon from me and I got into the world of awkwardness when it was time to slice up the cake in partners because I didn't have a partner. I just stayed at the corner and watched them cutting the cake and putting inside each other's mouth and taking shots happily. When it was my turn I had no other alternatives than to disobey them. Inside I felt really awkward and even wished if I had managed one partner so that I could also go proudly to slice the cake and exchange with my partner like my other friends.

This was one of my awkward moments and yet I relished to my heart content watching my friends drinking and dancing. All in all, the day was great and it was neither a regret nor a boredom by joining them because I enjoyed in my own way...

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Have a heart to appreciate....

How do you feel when somebody deprecates your works or when some one gives an unpleasant remarks on your works? Or how will you feel in case some one belittles your works? You just try to imagine yourself in such situation. I may not be right but as far as I know, I am very much sure that nobody will feel good or motivated when our works are not being exalted or when there is no even a little good thing about our works.

I can't say how others may feel but in case of me, I feel demotivated, dispirited and gradually lose my passions on doing things when there is no appreciation to my efforts. But when I say like this, it doesn't mean that others should appreciate and revere  my works compulsorily. No. it isn't my intention also. It isn't also my point to say that my works are the worthiest of all and deserving of all the praises and deference. Nothing like that. The point what I am trying to bring up is the value and vitality of appreciation.

I just realized the value and importance of an appreciation when I was in thirst for it because one of the lecturers who taught us Animation in my third semester,would never appreciate my works no matter how much I endeavored to do my best.Since I was learning that subject for the first time and besides not having good IT knowledge, I would hesitatingly seek his help sometimes with a hope of getting positive response but you know what?? Rather than clarifying my doubts he would try to find fault with my works. Even in assignments, he would give me and also to my friend, the lowest marks of all. Nonetheless we two tried to put up with him thinking that we would win his appreciation someday but in  vain.Because he remained the same through out the semester.

After knowing about his atrocious instinct I started to become apathetic in his subject and even regretted for having chosen it in the first place. I thought it would have been better if I had chosen the other given the preferences. Frankly speaking, I even started to detest him extremely because he was such a bad teacher I ever had in my life. So, from my own bitter experience, I would like to urge all my friends to at least exude appreciation for others' works and gratefulness for what others have done for us. For appreciation and gratitude always inspire and encourage others to take further steps and keep doing the things zealously and passionately. No matter how their works may be, never try to belittle them because deprecation has the tremendous potency to dishearten the person." Nothing is good or bad; Only thinking makes it so."
                                                     
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my childhood vows..

Let me clarify at the very beginning itself that it is not a point to depict my intelligence or sharpness of my mind or brain when I tell you that I still remember most of my childhood days. So I would like to solemnly appeal all my peerless blog busters and enthusiastic readers not to misconstrue me. I am pretty sure that most of us may still be carrying some remnants of childhood days in our minds and having this common thought, I do believe nobody will get me wrong.

When I was a small kid and living in the world of innocence and ignorance, becoming a doctor was my dream as well as a promise I made to my parents who are also as innocent as myself but now because of them I am quite better than them. Thank you my loving parents.. This is not only the promise I made to them. When I reminisce my bygone days mostly of childhood life I vividly remember that I had vowed quite a few things to be accomplished when I grow up to a full man.

I pledge my parents that I will provide them a good clothes, a good food, a comfortable house and that I will take them away from a dull village. Furthermore, I also had promised my adorable brother namely Sonam who is currently at village with old parents that I will be of useful and helpful brother to him when I obtain a good job. He loves me and cares me as much as he does to his own children,  so do I. I know I am his only white-hope and he has unshakable trust in me.

But now as the time draws nearer and nearer, I am growing fearsome when I remember the vows I had made to my family not because they will punish me for not being able to achieve or I can't fulfill or things like that. I am just scared and worried that what if things do not turn out the way I expected because I already have shattered one of their dreams- becoming a doctor. I could not become a doctor as they aspired since my schooling. Yet I am hopeful that I will be able to serve them through other means because doctor is not merely the profession afterall. Promises can be broken untouched. Yet I will endeavor towards keeping all my pledges unbroken and making my dreams come true. May the god-Almighty accompany me in my journey towards accomplishing all the goals and aspirations of my loving family and may I also be of great use to other beings too...


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