So she set to build two tombs. If one didn’t fit the other would.. She was desperate to die. He agreed, she was. Toiled day and night, did she.. building and building.. Dawn till dusk till dawn again. Sweat to tears to dirt again. When the work was finally done, she went inside the first one. It wouldn’t fit. Too small, why so small? Seethed, she glorified that she built a spare. Quickly she got out so in the other she would wear. It didn’t fit either. Frustration then fury then outrage-a-bitter. She toiled times two! Why won’t they fit, too! He showed up. Picked her up with His mighty arms, knocked her out and stripped her. First He stripped off something called Misery. He put misery in the first tomb, it fit too perfectly. Then he stripped off another called pain and put it in the second tomb. Perfect fit. Gently He placed her back in His fold. When she woke up she was FREE.
When you have the fear of losing someone because you know that you can’t have anyone else better than them, but they can have many better than you, you always stay scared of behaving rudely with them. Never would you ever want to behave in a way that, even for a small period, ever in a funny way, hurts them.
Because you are scared. You are scared of being alone all over again. You just want to hold on to that person. And never hurt them.
And maybe that’s why, the people who suffer from an inferiority complex, always take the blame upon themselves even if it is the other person’s fault, just to hold on to that person.
If you fall into that group, you never get angry at that person, you never joke around to piss them off, because you are scared, then even through a joke, you might hurt them. And you may lose them.
It’s easy to comment and advice to not take all the blames upon your shoulders, to not always be the victim, to fight for what is right. But sometimes, in our lives, we meet people, who are more important than right or wrong. You just need to hold on to them. Because that’s all you want.
Has it ever happened to anyone of you that you wanted to speak out about something important that you haven’t been talking of and the moment before you start to talk, someone else points out that you haven’t been addressing that issue for such a long time.
You wonder, maybe if you had picked up the topic a few seconds beforehand, then no one would have pointed fingers at you.
I guess many of you have faced this situation. I know I have a lot of time. But sometimes the things are so serious that you realise it has been extremely irresponsible of you to not have picked up the issue earlier.
I know its a random post. May not make sense to most people. But sometimes, these small issues, leave major marks in our lives.
Nothing really matters if you don’t have your loved ones to be with you.
You may be having everything going your way, be it your career, your passion, your goals, your dreams etc., but nothing will make you happy if the ones you love are not there to see it.
We all want those few people to be with us during our good times, to see our success, to appreciate us for what we have done. Because this is who we are. We are humans. We long for appreciating and validation from people that matter to us.
So, no matter what you do, no matter how big your goals and aspirations and dreams are, never compromise your loved ones for those aspiration. Because, at the end of the day, you might have everything you ever wanted, but if you don’t have your family and friends around you, NOTHING WILL MATTER!
Dreams! Such an amazing thing. Keeps you high all the time. When you’re young, you think of accomplishing all of your dreams and being the happiest person alive. Such a beauty of a time in life!
But as you grow older, a horrific word RESPONSIBILITY hits hard. And when responsibility hits, dreams go out of the window.
Lucky are those who have followed their dreams and lived a life of their choice. And why just lucky, brave they are as well. And their bravery pays off in their journey towards their dreams.
But for some, the dream remains a dream forever. We face situations in life, where you get stuck. Maybe it’s for your family, maybe for a financial reason or whatever it may be. Some of us get stuck. And we never come out of it.
Sometimes the time flies by and sometimes its the zeal that no longer exists.
It’s a funny thing, DREAM. Takes you to such highs, and then throws you down with such a thud, that many are never able to get up from there.
So, what do you do? Give up and regret? No. We always have a choice. The choice of thought. The choice of perception.
We got only one life. It’s our duty to make it good. Irrespective of what situation we are in, irrespective of what dreams have been shattered, we have to find a way to look at the bright side. Because if we don’t, then how can we be happy?
We have to trick our mind to be happy. Because as we all know: It’s all in the mind!
Almost 14 months since my last day at NIT Rourkela. The last time I walked across the corridors of SD as a hostelite.
It was Wednesday, the 15th of May, 2019. The day I was going to leave the most amazing journey of my life behind.
Emotions were high, but the daily rituals had to be done.
Waking up at the same late hour as usual and getting ready to face one of the toughest days ahead. Bags were almost packed, and the room looked a bit more spacious.
The gloomy white walls seemed more bright as I walked down the stairs with by buddies to have lunch. Yeah, I used to wake up that late!
The disgusting taste of the lunch tasted a bit more nostalgic. Although I must admit, that it was the only thing that was happy about leaving behind. That was the last lunch with my friends in that hostel. We came back up, had a bit of chit chat as usual and went back to our rooms.
I went back packing my things, there were so many of those. Then all of a sudden I remembered something. I had to do it!
Took the scissors from the drawer, got up on the chair, and wrote my name on the wooden frame of the door, “Tirthankar Roy was here”. I always wanted to do that after I saw The Shawshank Redemption. The last task of the bucket list was complete.
I went back to bed, to have the final afternoon nap. I just wanted to spend the day just like every other day in the hostel. But it was hard to sleep, as the thoughts of leaving the hostel in a few hours kept creeping up in my mind. But I somehow managed a little sleep.
I woke up and finished my final packing. Went to the corridor to have a chat with my friends. Perhaps for one last time on that open balcony, with the wind gushing through our hairs.
I must admit, I had never experienced such soothing wind, ever. Alteast not in my hometown. It just felt so blissful.
The chit chat went on, till we were ready for an early dinner, as the train was bound at 9:30 PM.
We went for the dinner and finally had “The Last Supper” and bade goodbye to the SD mess. A mess that had given us more than plenty of reasons to curse it to hell. But at that time, that night, it all felt insignificant. Just the place and the people were all that mattered.
I came back up and got dressed. I came out out to the corridor to see all my friends waiting for me. I had around 30 minutes for the final goodbye.
Till then, there were no tears. But the moment I started hugging my friends, I just could not control them anymore. I know it’s not very common to see guys crying in front of each other, but that moment was no common moment. We were leaving behind such huge bundles of memories that I can’t even explain in words. Those are only meant to be felt, not explained.
We stood there, crying softly, looking at each other, with blank eyes, knowing that those wonderful days were never going to come back. The student life was going to be over in a matter of minutes.
More people gathered, there were hugs all around. And the clock struck 8:30. It was time to leave. When I came down the stairs, and we all gathered around for a final selfie, that’s when I realised how much I had gained from those 2 years.
When I came to NITR, I was alone. But when I left, I had a huge family. There were so many people behind me to take the selfie. That moment will always be crystal clear in my mind. I had gained the most important stuff in life, I had gained FRIENDS.
Putting all the baggage in the autorickshaw, I got up, and the driver started driving. That moment was so hard for me to bear. Never had I ever thought that at the begining of 2017, that I would be leaving a campus of Odisha with so many people and such huge amount of feelings around me.
There are things that you do in life that you think you can let go, but you CAN’T. And sometimes it haunts you every now and then and you desperately try to find a way to forget it or get it out of your system. But again, you CAN’T do that either.
It’s so hard to live with regret and guilt because it eats you up from the inside and you just can’t bear it. A time comes when you just can’t hold on any longer. And that’s when something disastrous happens.
But the truth is, it’s not about forgetting the past. It’s about understanding what was done earlier and not repeating the mistakes that were committed.
Try to forgive yourself for the mistakes you have done. Because no one else other than your own image of yourself matters the most. So try to forgive yourself and you will see the world changing around you.
The past will never leave you. So better be friends with it. Use it to your advantage and rule the world.
It’s hard when you live your life thinking about the happiness and sorrow of other people because you keep theirs ahead of yours. You want everything to be best for them even though you have to pass through a horrible experience.
Life becomes so difficult at times because your close one’s happiness is more important to you. And their sorrow makes you more sad.
You are not able to control their lives, but anything that happens in theirs, effects you.
The thing is, sometimes we need to think of ourselves as well. What we want, what we need, what makes us happy.
But life again puts you back in that cycle and you just can’t get out of it.