Mincing Words - Not !!

Hello to everyone! The inspiration to write this particular piece came from a recent achievement which highlighted the importance of hard-work in our day to day life. When I was in my undergraduate days I was quite fond of buying new clothes (as many of us are). I would change my wardrobe as much as my pocket money and randomly springing family parties allowed me to. So, there was this one particular day when I was standing outside Tommy Hilfiger showroom, dreaming of buying some clothes from there. Dreaming because I used to (still at some level) think that they were way overpriced than their material and durability's worth. Suddenly my eyes fell on this crisp blue shirt with long alternating stripes of blue-grey-white-some other things. I instantly knew that I was going to own this piece of clothing no matter what. To my dismay, I found out that it was available in medium size, which was normal for my age, height and sex. But being a medical student who thinks that there is n...

Hello everyone! The stimulus to write this particular piece came to me from a situation in which my wild style had landed me. Here I talk about a particular point which comes in everyone's life. A STAGE SET TO FAIL  Yes, a stage set to fail. When we wake up in the morning we never think of the surprises which are about to come our way in the course of the next twenty-four hours. Mostly, we never anticipate events of the day i.e. how will they unfold? What new changes will they bring in our life? What will be the consequences of those particular events in our future life? We always feel comfortable in assuming that everything will be fine and if a problem comes it will be tackled to the best of our abilities. This is how we live our lives with our eyes and minds closed. Still, there are times when our work, our ego, our ethics are challenged. There are times when for no fault of our we are trapped in a situation which builds up a stage on which we are ...

The inspiration to write this blog came from the very same person who will be secretly in my heart forever. Yeah, I am talking about 'Her'. She inspired me to write this not in one but in many ways. Before I dig into the matter of the blog I would just like to say that it is not her story which has inspired me but the way she moulded her life and the way others around me do the same. It just makes me wonder what all I did to survive the last three decades and what else is required for me to inculcate in my life to be a successful person. A person who is happy both personally and professionally.                                                         Being born in the family of intellectuals is a double-edged sword. On one hand, where it is the best feeling to be surrounded by people who are an encyclopedia of information in a...

The idea behind this piece is my nervousness. Most of the times when I write it is about some thought, an idea which had come to me or some observation which I might have made some time ago. Today I thought of writing in the real-time i.e. writing when I am feeling it. By 'it' I mean the feeling which has encouraged me to write is right here sitting in my head and making me think things. Let me start with a question. Has it ever happened to you that someone you like a lot is always around you, sits around you for the most part of the day? Sometimes conversing with you, sometimes ignoring you and sometimes trying to notice you while you are not looking? It has happened to me many times, mostly because I really start liking and trusting people pretty soon. Most of the times I just assume that the other person would be good to me if I am honest, straightforward and clear about my ideas, thoughts and feeling in some cases. Well, to say it, in other words, my life has been ...

DISCLAIMER -  Before I proceed further to discuss the crux of this write-up in my life I would like to say that I do not blame anyone or intend to point a finger in anyone's direction by my opinions of the society, culture, the country I live in.                                                          There is a very specific reason why I took up this project - "WILD STYLE". Being born in one of the most aggressive and notorious states of India has its own benefits and negative points. Since my under graduation days I have been labelled as an outsider where ever I go. I have mostly not been accepted easily by any group of people, friends or a new community. I believe that it happens to everyone i.e. being accepted in a college, department, hostel floor and finally by a group of people is a process. But in my case, the scenario has bee...

Recently I experienced a loss of someone very close to me. Although it made me extremely sad but also made me think about things. Things like what is life? What are we doing every day i.e. while we are at work or just sitting around and chatting with a friend or are watching a movie in a theatre/home or just hitting the pub at odd timings and coming back late on a Saturday Night? Yeah, I know there are many other things which we do apart from the things which I have mentioned but I thought I would list the most common and generic ways of passing time in everyday life.                                                                             Coming back to the point from where it all started. By 'it' I mean my thinking process of thinking things i.e. looking at grey areas of life. It...

Born in a family of intellectuals it was always difficult for me to cope up with the achievements of my parents and siblings. The only discussion which used to take place for the most part of the year was how should we change and improvise our strategy to be at the top of the class, only academically. Physical superiority was never a strong suit at my home. Being fit and involved in any kind of physical work was looked down upon as a distraction and deviation from the real course of life. The Right Path.                                                                                    Meeting new people every year, those who would join the class with each new session was looked upon as measuring up them. Measuring them up in their intellect, physical prowess and finally...