Words that moved my heart.

Often we come across words, which hold us spellbound, words which compel us to question our preconceived notions, our thoughts about life, love, companionship, happiness etc. Such words make us feel as if they are solely written for us as if instead of us reaching to them, they’ve found us and of course for the better.

Today, my purpose of writing this post is to share with you all one such tryst of mine with a bouquet of words. A collection forever beautiful and thought-provoking.

I wish anyone who reads these, can live them and relate to them, the way I do every time when I come across them.


Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You tell hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true and goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments that life had thrown at you. When something wonderful happens you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing that they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you are making a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you things about yourself that will make you feel special and even beautiful about you. There is never any jealousy, pressure but quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things which seem insignificant to most people like a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid that you feel young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where it was earlier infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps you get through the day’s work and always bring a smile on your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to your mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s chance of it getting hurt or broken one day and opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You feel that being vulnerable is the only way your heart can feel true pleasure that’s so real that it scares you. You find strength in knowing that you have a true friend and possibly a soulmate who will remain loyal to you until the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.



On some days on reading this, I feel sad, for I have never had such a person in my life. While on some days I  try to compare the qualities mentioned here to the characteristics of those people who are already extremely special in my life. Then I wonder, on finding a soulmate, on the privilege of knowing such a person.

Is it true that everyone in their lifetime finds a soulmate?

Do soulmates really exist?

Thanks for reading 🙂


Is this the worst of time?

How many of us ask this question to ourselves?

And how often we do?

Probably, many times and all of us do ask ourselves, that ‘is this the worst time for me?’

A heartbreak, a detachment, a failed expectation, any adversity or a health issue lands us to this pertinent question.

We usually tend to forget our past during such times. which is both a good and a bad thing. It is not good because we can not solve our problems with the same mindset that we’ve used while creating them, we need to search for the new light, a new path to reach the end of it.

On the other hand, remembering a little bit of our past gives us the strength to solve that problem, it enables us to fight it with the same courage that we had used dealing with some other problem in our past. It makes us realize that each time when our mind, our body, our soul and our complete identity had suffered, we didn’t dare to give up.

No matter how small or how insignificant that ordeal would have been for you in the past, but when we patiently recall it, it tells us that, ‘No, it’s not the worst time for you.’ It encourages us and fills us with renewed willpower.

Regarding time, it’s not the same, not at all. Every moment changes for the best or for the worst.

And remarkably, we won’t even remember the five minutes of suffering or pain, in the coming five days. So instead of questioning or lamenting on time, we must try filling up our broken selves with new energies.

And before adorning time with any kind of adjective, we must not forget that TIME CHANGES.


Thanks for reading 🙂                                                                                                                              It will change.


Do you have an angel within?

We feel sorry for the kid we see in tattered clothes, we feel a knack of anger on sighting a group of kids not going to school, spending their day loitering on streets. A complete sense of disgust, when these fellows try to step closer to us outside an eatery or extreme pity when we catch them searching the trash bins.

But for how long do we remember such encounters?

Encounters which should make one’s heart shudder, deeply pained and worried to such scenes. But they never do. The memory fades away. We do not care. We move on.

In classrooms, on TVs, in discussions, gatherings etc. etc. these fellows creep in, through their stories, incidence or menace for some of us and leave us with the same pertinent question- Who is going to help them?

The administration, the society, the welfare groups, or they themselves?

For few minutes I was blank. I wasn’t carried away for such narratives I’m used to. For underprivileged and haves-not are such cliches of our everyday lives. I was fumbling at the question my friend’s mom fired on me- Who is going to help them come out of this, out of the circle they’re born into, who’s gonna make things better for them.

Before I could satisfy her with an answer, it was time for her to leave. It was time for her to be that someone who lends a hand, it was time for her to be that stronger person who stands for others, it was time for her to be the answer.

The lady in a blue saree, went away, checking her planner, updating her to-do list. A sense of pride, responsibility and gratefulness glistening on her face. During classes, when she was busy teaching children on her house’s rooftop, in the evenings when she was busy instructing maids and women from poor households of her colony, how to fix that wick in the melted wax and then how to mould it into a beautiful candle, I could see her drift time and again in her past.

A past which was both her strength and reason to work for the betterment of the society, for the upliftment of those who yearn to find a support. Despite the setbacks, which she has witnessed for so long, and has even been the victim of criticism because of her efforts towards helping her society grow. And, being a part of the female minority which tries to steer the society on a right path, she too suffered harsh opprobrium. Her boldness was interpreted as conspiracy and was shackled within the walls of effeminacy. But she is among those women who are born to dare, in spite of the odds in their life they brazenly put forward what they wish and what they dream of their society to be like. She is one such lady who opted to flip the rules and roles while living within the norms prescribed for her by her in-laws, she dared to make a difference in the lives of under privileged members of our society.

Born and brought up by a single parent, she learned to stand up for herself and for others long back. She had a life of an independent working woman, that of a supporting daughter and a sister until she decided to walk down the aisle.

After tying the nuptial knot, her life transformed like that of any other woman who is supposed to serve her in-laws, husband and is expected to raise kids. But she was so much more, skilled in handicraft, dance and eloquence. She always used to miss her old self. But, only up to a point when she realized that her dreams were fading away.

Her simple dream of working for the wellness of the society, for she believed that it’s a duty of each one of us to give back to the society. Thus, despite facing hinderances from her family, she started working for the children of not so well-off families. What she initiated for the upbringing of the future of our country was first met with apathy. But, gradually she succeeded in winning people’s attention for this noble cause. And a year ago, she laid the cornerstone of Angels Welfare Society, a group whose motto is to transform the tomorrow of the nation instead of crying over poor governance and corruption.


Her group believes in spreading happiness in the lives of underprivileged children by severing to their needs, on festivals, and on monthly visits. They accomplish their task of educating these young minds through dance, music and playful activities. The mothers of these children are also given good parenting tips. Organizing fitness camps, routine check-ups, sports week, annual functions, a seminar on good living, lies on top of their agenda. The group looks forward to occasions so that they can reach out to these kids and impart the knowledge.


Where most of us have seen it as an ordinary task, my friend’s mom imagines nobility and goodness in it and feels proud of herself, of making her dream come true, though slowly but steadily, of nurturing the future of the country.


It’s not the first time I’m coming across a person who houses an angel inside her soul, who thinks beyond the set norms and divisions of our world. But I always feel that such people are one of their kind, rare in a world which is filled with negatives and obsession of self.


Thanks for reading 🙂

About the storm and the island

“To do more for the world than the world does for you, that is success”- Henry Ford

Giving-Back is always in Style!

Mr. Henry has penned these words, but the person whom I’ve witnessed enacting them and ultimately have learned from them is my Grandfather. At an age when I was fumbling with my sentences and had no clue of where to put my verbs and adjectives, I was inundated with such heavy yet powerful words. And today when the teacher is gone to live with the creator and it’s time for me to embark on a new journey these words resonate in my life louder than any other learning I’ve gained so far. Making me remember, his each and every word. Truly, the advice is a form of nostalgia. Giving-Back is always in Style!

Usually, growing-up children are more close to their parents or friends but interestingly, I was more of a grandfather-fan. Also when my parents were busy working, making life comfortable for me, I had him to learn from. Thus, he was always there to satiate my curiosity with his words of wisdom and knowledge which he had amassed over the years. Somewhere he knew that stories of cultures, religions and histories would mould me into a lot better person, who I’m today. Unlike other kids, he kept me away from fables and myths, fairytales and comics, for he knew that nothing can shape my imagination as beautifully as truth can. Instead of dollhouses, he gifted to me fountain pens, rather than taking me to movies, he took me to gardens and fairs.

Times when most people subside in reclusion, my grandfather worked tediously for his public library. A place that was dearer to him than home. Though he himself had no formal education, due to weak financial conditions of his parents but his love for languages and cultures made him deft at English, Urdu, Arabic, French, Persian and Hindi. At his teenage, when working for his family was not a choice for him, he chose to deliver newspapers so that he can learn through them instead of help labour at his father’s farm. He was a firm believer in karma and therefore he spent most of his life living selflessly. He was a prudent thinker and knew that learning can change fortunes, it can alleviate lifestyles and can do what money or alms can never do. He always promoted the idea of helping someone learn a skill or gain an education which could last for years and will eventually multiply instead of giving them food or money which would last only for a day or so.

He himself strived to make ends meet but ensured that his children get best of education. Simultaneously he worked for his life goal, learning. What he started at an early age with just three books, a lamp, and a mat in a rented room, today is a full-fledged collection of 30,000 books in 7 languages. Even in his absence, he could be found within the four walls of his library, where every book serves his purpose, fulfil his dream. He wanted nobody to be deprived of learning. He always used to quote these words-

“At the end of the day, it’s not about what you’ve or what you’ve accomplished. It’s about who you’ve lifted up, who you’ve made better. It’s more about who you’ve given back.”

From which I’ve learned that if we find a meaning and purpose in our work then it becomes fun and enriching. It’s easy to find satisfaction in our work if we search for a giving-back concept in it. Work will make us feel proud so easily, and will not be felt like a burden.

Even in his autumn years, he was motivated to reach out to people so as to give them what he has been bestowed upon- the power of learning. It was him who taught me that it’s wasteful to compare oneself with others, for our choices are half chance and so is everybody else’s. When I used to crib due to huge exam syllabus, he used to tell me that it always pays to plan, so do never fail to plan, and would dutifully remind me at the start of each new grade. He used to tell me that, do never cry for friends but do never let go the good ones. It’s a blessing to have good friends but only when you act like one.
I think I’m more than fortunate, to have lived my childhood and teenage with him. Times when life was just a synonym of the storm, for me the island was always near.


Planned Suffering.

Humans !!!!!


I think we’re funny mortals, we yearn for attention then die for keeping it lasting and then we get too much obsessed by it that we completely forget ourselves. We keep on working on ourselves so as to get an approval, find a love, a blissful company or just to fit in. We always run after a plan, a goal or a dream and meanwhile we are stuck in this hullabaloo; Life passes by. Unnoticed, silently, without any color.

We struggle for acceptance and fear rejection. A little sympathy a little warmth a little affection a little response is enough for us to fall for that mortal. That’s actually okay. But what if it becomes a habit, a need, an obsession. Same thing happens with me though i strongly favor space in any bond, I seldom keep it myself, i get too busy looking after that love, that i forget loving myself. And then the worst happens- Expectations.



Something which should not happen at all. For it is a complete source of pain. If there are seven sins in the world, expectations should be the eight one. Expectations make you weak, they change you and make you feel gloomy all the time.

But hey, aren’t expectations inbuilt in us, no matter how much we ramble about not having any, we still have them. Even an iota of it makes us spend and waste a hell lot amount of our life. We punish our heart by expecting the amount of love it has given to return back. Don’t we do it all the time ??????????

I think in the first place one must not be so attached to have any expectations. Instead one can focus on giving back to the world, the needy, the environment or ones family. Because no matter who you are, where you are, what you doing, the family gonna stand by you forever. The needy and the haves not, they are just like us and we are very much responsible to give them their share of love and support. Giving your love and time to these people will only make you feel more at peace and in love with yourself and you also will not expect anything in return from them. The environment, well you are here, for it is here, breathing life in you. The serene and simple ways of the nature can fall in place with just a little care and even without you expecting anything from it, it will shower on you lots of benefits.






Today i had painful start. Thanks to expectations!!!

Albeit I’ve realized it now, not to put my happiness, the affection that I deserve, the respect and love i need in somebody else’s hands, for people drop it down, and yes they do it all the time. I’ve learned that before giving to anybody else i owe that love and care to myself.


Giving-Back is always in Style !

“To do more for the world than the world does for you, that is success”.

Henry Ford

I have learned from one of my dear friend that it is not in achieving that we feel proud on ourselves rather it’s in giving-back that we feel more elated and respected. Most of the time reaching our goal is not the end of it, it’s more than that. It is about returning back to those who helped us reached the goal. Be it the Almighty, our parents, teachers, friends or the society at large, we are morally liable to each one of them. Sooner one realizes this he should start giving back to the society.

The giving-back can happen in number of ways one just need to have the will for it.

“At the end of the day it’s not about what you have or even about what you have accomplished. It’s about who you have lifted up, who you have made better. It’s about what you’ve given-back”- Denzel Washington

Four months back, eventually this whole giving-back aspect of life fell upon me. I was taken by it. I was on the verge of completing my grads and with no proper work in my hand, I was  eager to find one. Fortunately the idle state of my mind was occupied by this giving-back concept and my search was redirected. For now I wanted to give-back to the society what all it has spent upon in making me what I am today.

Amid all this I came across a very interesting concept of a fortnightly newspaper-The Optimist Citizen. Which is also the India’s first purely positive and good newspaper.

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Wherein a team of youngsters work to bring forth positive happenings from across the world and publish them to their audience with the positive message amplified and its impact highlighted.

The members of the team work diligently to paint a picture of optimism and hope on the canvas of the society. Hence I exactly knew what I’ve to do next.

It’s been four months now and I feel immensely grateful to be a part of the Optimist family, to be able to give my bit back to the society, to be able to bring forth news which is changing the world for better.


I feel proud beyond words on realizing that, when the entire world is busy sharing of it being turned upside down, of it being in constant turbulence our team is busy searching refugee of good news and hope for the world.

Regards to The Optimist Citizen.



True Love

People don’t like love, they like that flattery flirty feeling. They don’t love love- love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not emotive. Our culture doesn’t love love, it loves the idea of love. It wants the emotion without paying anything for it.

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I’ve no idea about the soul who has penned these heart-wrenching words. But I’m fully in compliance with the above lines. True love they say is a rarity and difficult to find and nowadays it’s almost extinct, almost archaic.
Our generation easily falls for beauty without depth, they’re taken upon by the ephemeral feeling of attraction and are be fooled by the ease with which they can express their love ( thanks to instant messaging services and social media).


You must be thinking that a broken heart or a rejection would have compelled me to come and express here. But no I had suffered neither, nor I am into love. I’m just glad that i came across these beautiful and witty lines.

“People don’t like love, they like that flattery flirty feeling. They don’t love love- love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not emotive. Our culture doesn’t love love, it loves the idea of love. It wants the emotion without paying anything for it”.

True love is more than a special feeling, it is a powerful change which uplifts. It’s an emotion that liberates and make you wiser and more benign. It fills the heart with courage and respect, it motivates and encourages you to love the other being more than yourself and at the same time it teaches you to respect and cherish yourself more than the other being.


True love never demands, never expects, it never acquires, it never bounds. Most importantly it never ends and it waits forever. Everyone may not be lucky enough to have a tryst with his/her true love in their lifetime, but I feel it’s better to die hopeless than to feel sad upon a fake one.