Good things in life.

Good things in life.

Are there any ?

If there are where are they hidden ?

In this world where your father is misery,

Mother is prejudice and your

Sibling is vengeance;

How can you find good things in life ?

How can you, when a child cries not for hunger but for power;

How can you, when a lover cries not for the loss of love but for the loss of lust;

How can you, when a mother cries not for child but for her jewels;

How can you find the good things in life ?

I’m INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Yes indeed sir,

I proudly agree

I’M INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Why you ask,

No it is not because of

My cold heart.

It’s just that

I’M INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Nor is my 

Ignorance and arrogance the reason

For my loveless life;

For no one could love this savage monster,

Who’s just

INCAPABLE OF LOVE!

Hamaari Uljhi Hui Kahaani !

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I declare it out in the open- We live in a PREJUDICED, HYPOCRITICAL and JUDGEMENTAL society.

What makes me come to that conclusion ?

Well for starters the backlash I received for taking up humanities after scoring 97% in my tenth.

The way we look at feminism. We head to the streets demanding women rights, but when it comes to matrimony; a fair (If you are dark skinned go under the razor) , well educated (But less educated than the groom) , Working (Salary is less than the groom’s and have to stop working after year when you get pregnant) and Sanskaari (Chef, Door Man and Butler in need) Bride is needed.

We act as if being judgemental is our fundamental right. You eat vegetarian food you’re a Cow, you eat meat you’re Barbaric. You drink you’re a “bewda saala” you don’t you’re still a kid. You try to keep in touch in touch you’re clingy you don’t you’re a misogynistic ass. You have sex you’re a slut you don’t you’re boring. You’re gay you think only about sex and are disgusting you’re lesbians then you’re just confused.

Just STOP! STOP being judgemental, prejudiced and hypocritical. Just lead your life. Don’t stereotype anyone coz the world is not as how you imagine!

Ciao! 😁

NSS Diaries

Day 1:-

Dear Diary,

It’s about 9:26 while I’m writing this. To be honest I have mixed feelings about this camp and I feel this shall continue till the last day. I was (as usual!) late to arrive to college almost an hour later we left in the college bus. I started observing the route so as to guide my dad on the day he was coming. But I lost concentration halfway through! We went to extreme interiors, village after another! After we reached there, people went to level the “stage” but me the lazy person, I stayed back with a book in my hand! 😛           But then when my turn to go came directed by a “DIRECTIONALIST” I ended up in a long goose chase! 😉 😀  Later two experienced ex-camp in charge teachers came and divided us into teams with 12th grade people as leaders. (Sigh! :/)Later we had the inauguration ceremony. Things went off in a jiffy for me today. Well hoping good sleep.

-Your pen friend

Day 3:-

Dear Diary,

I know you missed me yesterday but what can I do. It was service day! (P.S- I know you don’t know what service is. So don’t crack your case. It’s a day where we don’t do physical work but help out in cooking, cleaning and hospitality).                                                                                                               The first thing yesterday that I had to do was go to the diary in the village and get milk for the day. We made bouquets for our guests that day by using locally available flowers! Breakfast was late (No fingers pointing towards us 😉 thankfully!)                                                                                             It was a really big day with loads to do and being the control freak that I am I started giving people orders, telling them what to do and leading them. Thankfully my team leader didn’t do anything to stop me. I f that would not have happened ‘World War 3” would have started! 😉 😛                              Anyways I had to hit the sack pretty late. :/ Anyways Gm to you! J

-Your pen friend

Day 4:-

Dear Diary,

Today its field work. It was way too much work! My back is aching like hell! “Even though you hardly did any work!” – Opinion of my teammates. My piece of mind- “Lifting stuff from one place to another and going a distance and piling it up is WORK!”, HUMPH ! L Later we went to nearby stream for a swim, and the waters were magical and so condensing!                                                         Later we performed in front of the villagers regarding the ill effects of over smoking, loitering money on alcohol and domestic violence. Pretty fun!                                                                            That’s all for today, if you expect me to tell you more Mr. Diary, well I can’t go to sleep! It’s past your bed time! 😛

-Your pen friend

Day 5:-

Dear Diary,

As usual we had field work but today was a bit exiting as we saw a creature slide from one edge of the road to another! We just thought it was snake, became drama queens, over reacted, laughed at ourselves and went on with our work “It was a pretty good one mate!”:P.                                           But the thing that was most elated on this day was the AMAZING lecture on archaeology by Prof. Rangraju sir. Totally fell flat for him. O.O I used one whole booklet for making notes! 😀               On top of all of these all our lecturers came as sprinklers for ice-cream! 😀 They came to watch our performances but we let them out. It’s a curse you know! We are never able to live up to their expectations L But as the French say “C’est la vie” We have to move on!

-Your pen friend

Day 6:-

Dear Diary,

Last day of Field work! 😀                                                                                                                                    I am so exited! Programmes and all! And it came out well it seems! 😀                                                 Mom and dad came to visit me ! 😀                                                                                                                   Nothing much to write coz I AM TOO LAZY AND TIRED !                                                                      Go and sleep and GET LOST Mr. Diary.

-Your pen friend

Day 7:-

Dear Diary,

Leaving the village today.  L Went to the nearby temple cleaned its premises (Shocking how people even litter places of worship!) and planted saplings as a mark of our hard work to keep the village clean! 😀 Feeling nostalgic! Gonna truly miss the village and you Mr. Diary.                                           CIAO!

-Your pen friend

******************************************************************************************** If you are wondering what all these was, this is my diary of the seven day camp we had in a village so as to inculcate civil behavior among villagers and to clean it. It was a pretty successful venture. I ‘hath’ put it word to word! 😛 Just put it in the last to check who is reading and who are not ! 😛

CIAO! 😀