little big diaries

I wasn't much of  a reader till my fourth grade. I always found reading as hard work and a bit challenging. So most of the time I chose to not acknowledge its benefits. But when I was in my fourth grade something happened that made me change a lot. So, I had a friend who was a vivid reader(not something that I appreciated at that time). She would read on for hours at an end and I didn't understand what was so great about it. It wasn't much of a problem for me until she started getting full marks for all of our spelling tests and started to bag, mostly, my title of being the teacher's pet. One day, we got a free period and our English teacher asked us to do something without making much noise.    My fri ends time  decided to play 'BINGO' .And I being an apprentice at the 'art ' of BINGO chose not to play it and decided to switch places with my reader friend, who apparently decided to play. I took up a TINKLE DIGEST and started reading it and I actually fo...

Wounds are hard to make but even harder to heal. The momentary pain that a person experiences while the wound is made, is only a starting point. If you don't attend to that wound, as tiny as it may be, it will get infectious. For physical wounds consulting a doctor, most of the time helps the infection to subside but for wounds created in the heart, it takes more than that to heal. Several times wounds created in our hearts are much deeper than a person could ever endure in their lifetime. Trying to live with that deep pain, in vain, leads to something quite unintended like distance. It starts small and probably can extend until the end of the world. Several times, we tend to ignore it, stating that, as times change priorities also change. We deny ourselves the pleasure of being truthful to ourselves and blame others for creating such distances. What most of us fail to...

Most of the time in life when you come out of your comfort zone, so as to move forward with your life, you are put in a really awkward zone where you desperately try to fit in. When I am put in such a zone, I tend to crack some jokes that are most offensive, to let go of my nervousness. But only after I have cracked the joke I realize that it was pretty much offensive to anyone that heard it. And then I start to become nervous about whether they will judge me because of what I said. Then I start to overthink about it. Then I feel exhausted by all of it, that all of my excitement drains out of me. This is a cycle that I have been through a lot of times in my life: about what people will think about me. And now, as I have got tired of it I have learnt to let go of it. I never show any of my writings to anybody as I was scared about what people will think about it. But one thing I realized was that I was so scared about people judging me because I often judged people by their appearance o...

For every person on this Earth ,there exists a place, where we come to when we are exhausted by life's tantrums.Somewhere we can get cosy and comfortable and enjoy our own company.Even if this place is small,this niche, is  where we become ourself. That is why I decided to start this blog.I wanted to create a niche where I can express myself through my writings.I want to express my feelings, thoughts and observations about the world through this blog.    A small ,cosy spot in this big ,chaotic world.