I write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

2016 has been such a year, of moments and memories, both good and bad. As I've come to the end of this year, I just want to lay back and contemplate whatever happened and hopefully, I'll be able to let it all go. Just a year ago, things were so different. It's still hard for me to believe what changes a year can bring. Oh, how much of a naïve young lady I was. I remember how I always wanted to go with the flow but at the same time, was always afraid of what the future had to bring. If I were to go back to 2016, I wouldn’t say I won't change anything. Well, I actually have mixed feelings about that. I don't know if I should regret all of the decisions that I took in the past year but the thought that they have actually been turning points for me and that, the decisions I took has led to the person I've become today hits me right in the feels. I've struggled with trying to fit in, maintaining relationships and having to please people. I put my effort and...

If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course, on where you stop your story.   A hard beginning to anything tends to make a great ending.     Well, every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.   Life is like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing, keep pretending .   Nearly about a year back I started writing, All my feelings and thoughts I started compiling, Writing is fun, writing is powerful I still believe, On many occasions writing has given me relief, I wrote about life, love, sadness, society, and death,     But at one point I never thought I could ever write, Then my consciences had a big fight, “Just do it, I think you can”, said one, But the other said I would be mocked around for fun, After thinking, I wrote my first poem “Are we one?” Then I started writings, wrote more than 20 poems in a year, Shared it among my peers, Most of them were appreciated which made me really ha...

From a very tender age, life is about money and fame we are taught, And throughout our life for these things we have fought, People think these things make you a successful human being, But this has ended many creative minds and made many people grim, People who could write and melt others hearts are working in Bio Labs, People with a great passion for art are fifth grade teachers, People driven by music are businessmen, People go after money and fame rather than their passion, isn’t insane? Why can’t people do what they love and achieve perfection? Why can’t the society understand that the grade is not everything? A guy who fails chemistry might be a great guitarist, A guy who knows nothing about Mathematics might be a great footballer, A guy who doesn’t understand physics might be a great poet, All these people have a particular destiny set for them, And every time it is not about the name and fame, Don’t be ashamed about what you don’t know, but be ...

Dying is not the only thing to be sad over,  Living unhappily is something, which will haunt you forever, Life is a swiftly flowing river, once gone; never returns, And once this happens you are the one, who is left in concerns, Value every moment of life because none of them, again, will ever come by, Cherish every moment in life, leave no regrets, Create such places in others' lives that they can never forget, Look around you, there are so many things to achieve, But remember that there are also many things to be perceived, Not finding the one you love is not the end of your life, Your life ends when you have completely lost hope, Thus in time, we must learn how to cope, Don’t worry about what life is about to bring, Because not all seasons are as good as the spring, Just wait for life to bring something worthwhile, But… don’t just wait to do hard work, believe in yourself and most all hope for the best, Because none of these can be copied and be...

Friends let me tell you a story, It’s about a boy and a girl so you might need to worry, There was a boy, who was desperate and sad, His friendship with the girl wasn’t that bad, Despite being sad, the boy had very less sorrow, He used to live like there was no tomorrow. Soon the girl started hating the boy and the hatred reached its peak, She had now realized that the boy made her sick, About their friendship, she no longer cared, Even the angels felt ashamed to ask how she dared, The girl meant the world to him, When he found out about this, in despair he screamed. “You are just some guy”, when she said, It made him feel like he was standing but dead, He started burning in wrath and raze, No one was beside him to walk him through his life in maze, Later he realized his friendship now had sunk, He thought of living his life as a monk. He asked himself what kind of friendship was it, Just a hustle which she rustled down her feet, He stil...

The LAMUN began with a warm welcoming program in the auditorium, The hall was full of people from different colleges, few similar faces and few new, I guess everyone expected the MUN will be boring, Everyone was proven wrong when the joy came upon soaring, New friends, new people we met, I guess the path for friendship among us is set, Debates, arguments, negotiations and compromises we all made, I will never let any of these memories fade, Laughed, danced, confessed and talked a lot among each other, Distance can’t drag us apart from each other, Hope this friendship will last forever, Hope we will forget each other never, Hope we will meet again soon, Let’s not wait for another MUN, Guys, I’ll miss you all so much, My regards are always with you, Because friends like you are found very few, I can say that I am glad I met you guys, I can say that I love you all, All the delegates, dais, press, logistics of IRC, I am going miss all of thee. ...

One thing is certain, that life is uncertain, The case was similar with a boy, Who was never greeted ahoy, He was the saddest person I had ever seen, Noticed by none, without a shoulder to lean, Horrendous was the life he lived, His secrets within him he kept, Without family and friends, a sad life, he lived. Looking at the sky, one night he thought, “Life has given me nothing, what’s it worth?” At the midnight, for the hilltop, he made his ascend, He knew it was time for him to quit his pretend, He didn’t want to live in this sadist society, He was ready to meet the almighty, Then soon he jumped, When he landed his heart forgot to pump, His life ended in few seconds, May he get love and peace in heaven. This made me realize, People don’t die from suicide; they die from sadness. 

Why does he feel betrayed when he knew she was never his? Why does he feel sad when they never had anything in common? Why does he feel depressed when he had nothing going on with her? Why? Why? Why? Loving someone and not being loved back is hurtful? Caring for someone and not being cared for is painful? Wishing for someone to be fine without them concerned for you is pathetic? I know what it is to feel unloved, to want revenge, to make mistakes, And these things can halt the progress of life, These things can make one go paranoid, Loving someone is crazy? People have feelings and once they are hurt it is very hard to repair, Once they go unrepaired there is no room for love and care, Not even death those people fear, Once they go unrepaired there is no room for faith and trust, So, I think loving someone without being loved back is bad, Never try to take this risk because it might make you a troubled lad, Caring for someone and wishing for their ...

Life treats you the way you treat it, Not always the expectations you make fits, Somewhere I read, “Don’t make your ego your amigo!”  No one can predict what going to happen though, Sometimes foes become friends and friends become foes, This bitter truth we need to swallow, Life demands change on every point, Change is lifestyle, change in friends and especially the change of mind,  Because change in thoughts can change ones world, Because thoughts appear even when they are uncalled for, Let me share a story of a boy with you, Familiar with this situation won’t be many but few, He was a cool kid with many friends around him, Friendly with everyone and quite lovely he seemed, Life was going well until his life demanded change, The change which his mind knew he needed but his heart solely refused, The way he was living was all wrong, His life would be in a chaos if he didn’t make a decision and prolonged, He is a guy, who doesn’t like chang...

Staring at the ceiling, he laid on his bed, All his memories now had started to fade, Hospital was the last place he would ever visit, But in the ICU he had booked himself a seat. That day his friends had come to see him, The set up at the hospital looked better than a sad film, He thought “How can God be so cruel? I am just a teen.” This thought started eating him up from within. Soon the room flooded in with his friends, He knew it was time to stop his pretend, Seeing them, all the memories of them together flashed upon, He knew he might not survive till the next dawn.  He hugged everyone so tight, Thinking that today he will have a good night, This thought of having a good night sleep wasn’t even processed by the brain, Suddenly, his heart rate started becoming slow, His beautiful eyes started losing its glow, He whispered “Guys… Please gather around.” He asked everyone to listen without making a sound, “Yes, you can lose someone overnigh...

There was a boy, who liked this girl, She has the prettiest eyes and beautiful curls, Always looked happy displaying her smile, Just looking at her was worth one’s while, She looked prettier than angels; maybe, On the other hand, the boy  wasn't  too shabby, He used to talk to her whenever he got a chance, Inside his heart feeling for her enhanced, For him, she was like a white whale, He  wouldn't  get hold of her, how far he would sail, If he achieved her love, it would be a cold day in hell, As in his path, many obstacles prevailed, Slowly and slowly they became buddies, As the saying goes, a riddle wrapped up in an enigma, His hidden feelings quietly arose, Then one day he suddenly decided to propose, When he met her, she looked so happy; The boy at the other end  didn't  look so crappy, Before he could speak out, the girl spoke; “ I've  met my special friend.” On hearing this, his heart shattered, All hi...

Life is all about destiny and fate, Sometimes our destiny does change, Sometimes things happen which were unexpected till the end, Sometimes it is not enough just to pretend, Sometimes our life takes an unexpected bend, Sometimes we get to live life without any pain . Life is all about friendship and love, Sometimes that love is not enough, Sometimes when our friendship fails, Sometimes it hits us harder than hails, Sometimes these things make us so sick, Sometimes these things compel us to weep. Life is all about finding ‘Mr. and Miss. Right’ Sometimes this leads us to an enormous fight, Sometimes we find someone, whom we always want in our sight, Sometimes they are the ones to give us the biggest frights, Sometimes we don’t even understand ourselves, Sometimes it is not even about our pelf. I say life is all about happiness and sorrow, None of the above is which that can be borrowed, I say we shape our own destiny and fate,  Lif...

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly, As a normal person he was born; crying, With the happiest faces were the parents, who had given birth to a new life, A life which was more precious than theirs, A life for which they both deeply cared, A life which would never give them despair, Light of hope in their life had sprung, On the lightest thread their life hung. Days, weeks, months and years passed, Slowly the child began to go to school, Slowly the child began to make friends, Slowly the child started understanding life, Slowly the child had a dream to win without fights, Slowly the child began exploring the cruel nature of the world, People are selfish was the answer he got, Slowly it was time for him to enter his teen, Slowly the changes in him were well seen, Slowly he was no longer a boy, who hid in the crowd, Slowly he became a boy which made the family proud, He always said, “Dream as i...