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.