Why don't you find your right meaning?

The story is always written well when it can give the right meaning at the right time. It’s like the fairy god mother who came for Cinderella’s rescue but had she got a little late then the meaning would have completely changed or maybe we never wished for a fairy god mother. Same goes for the stories we read in our daily lives.

I came across an interesting story today morning. Actually can’t call it a story it was more of a detail biography of a well known person but the way it was written was like a really weird story or if I may say not a pretty story. It started from birth and ended with death and this sounds very normal right now I am sure and you might think what I am talking about! But trust me it was the inner matter that made me laugh and at the same time I felt sorry for that person.

It started like a dream and ended into a nightmare. I mean such a deadly contrast. How beautifully the writer made that person live a life full of fame and at the same time full of shame!

Life is so unreal sometimes and when it is real we have people who write and make it unreal but there is always a catch in the unreal world it always fascinates the readers. It is like a drug that get’s them addicted to what has been written and believe in the make belief world.. Brilliant isn't it? Sure enough it is brilliant otherwise why would we have critics? I mean they love humiliating those ace writers who make a fantasy world for the people. I like to call the critics to be mother-in-laws no matter how good you are or how brilliant work you do they will take out some or the other flaws in what you have done! Luckily I am yet to face one (haha).

Looks like I completely lost the plot.. I apologize so let’s get back to the poor person who was made quite a scandal in the sweetest way possible. It started good I mean “name” (let me say name rather than person now) was born in “blank” place “blank” year and was the only legitimate child of “name’s” father!!! And now the real story begins.. then “name” was made famous but before that was pushed into some family scandals. And then came the D Day when “name” got married and had children and yet again another scandal and then to cut this whole story short poor “name” died a scandalous death!

Now let’s get back to what I wrote in the start “The story is always written well when it can give the right meaning at the right time”. Thinking what’s so right about the above story? Well many things I am sure were beautiful about “name’s” life and then many weren't.. And to our misery we humans only enjoy to read scandals more than the hidden true nature of a man. I mean not to say that I myself didn't want to read what happened at what age and time to “name” and believe you me I was more drawn towards the scandals then the achievement. And one realization after reading the whole of it including the good and bad aspects was buddy if you are FAMOUS you are gone!

I mean I am sure we all have scandalous lives and I really don’t want to be nice to us by saying  we don’t  but what is really nice about our lives is We are not FAMOUS!! And that makes us lucky actually extremely lucky.. I guess till the time I don’t do something extra ordinary or become a movie star nobody would know about my life other than my own people. But does that make us any less important? I doubt and I am feeling glad that I am not the topic for the critic or a baseless story or just entertainment.

I guess the story of “name” gave me the right meaning at the very right time! Why don’t you look for yours!!!

When It all becomes Hazy !!!

Sunday morning and everything looks just so beautiful.. Bright sun, birds chirping, the cool breeze and then a good cup of tea! Waking up an having all of them together gave me a smile on my face. 
Its been a rough time and I feel miserable for it but again if I really see deep into things I realize what ever that happens is for a REASON! and you have to figure yours..

I wrote this the other day  -Today I understand how special you are to yourself! And we tend to forget this all the time! You are your biggest strength and No one can challenge that belief!!! and My friend commented that it reminded her of Buddhist philosophies.. So Have I started thinking to deep ? or the desire to find inner peace has become much stronger.. 

Happiness is what all of us fight for and to my surprise when we are actually happy we end up cribbing about small unwanted issues... And then continue to struggle for happiness.. The other day my friend was crying that how unhappy she gets with her bf sometimes and she weeps all night. Reason are always not that serious but what I see and they miss the point is when they get back home they have some1 beside them and I am staring at my ceiling and literally wanting to make those idiots realize that at least they have somebody with them and they not lonely like me ! I mean seriously who stares at ceiling at 2 or 3 AM !!!

The feeling is all hazy !! Standing in the crowd and still feel as if I am all alone and no one is around !! 

Everything I wrote I doubt make much sense but I feel like this inside for now ! HAZY !!!

Megha 

The moment one thinks everything has fallen in place and you are there just in time the wind blows and the castle you have made with paper cards gets destroyed!! Irony or not who knows.

Life is being nice or not nice who can say that??? Maybe what was really nice for you was a not nice feeling for some1 else. We make so many plans in our head and only few are the ones we accomplish but there are times when even few looks like a hard deal. So what now? we stop planning or be just so optimistic that our soul wants us to get real??

Questions we have in our minds that are never answered. Why? who knows why? Maybe we are just so scared to listen to the truth that we ignore the answers n wonder why is that we are always ignored.
The feeling of insecurity makes a man KILL and still he ends being insecure and then maybe another murder who knows till when one kills to make himself secure!!!
We make promises knowing to the fact that only few keep them and rest just forget about those promises but still we make promises... Why is that we know almost all the possibilities about life and still we risk it? Taking risk is good but when you know you will get nothing out of it then also you do it. Then why do you blame your destiny ?? i mean you took the risk urself and no one forced you, then why to blame to other things ?? why cant one be a man enough to accept his defeat??

I really don know what are the emotions running through my veins right now but all i know is they are for REAL!!!

megha...

Sorrow in her eyes
I didn’t believe the first time I saw her
I could see it in her eyes that she was not sober
When I touched her hand she was all numb
I just couldn’t see all this come.
I just couldn’t feel her pain
Her life she said was game which she gambled away with no pain.
I had nothing to say.
She saw him die and just could not save his life
She felt the pain every minute of her life.
She held my hand and asked for a favour
If I could take her life and free her.
She begged me with her eyes to kill her
I was numb but had to free her.
I pulled the trigger and pierced her through her heart
She fell on the ground and her death ripped me apart.
If only I could tell her how much I loved her she would have been alive
With no sorrow in her eyes.

Something i wrote for some one who loved life after she died !!!

Wishing happiness for all.
Megha

MAIL...

I just got a mail from a friend TITLED –“FACTS TO MAKE EVERY INDIAN PROUD” well what an amazing mail. It just made me feel so proud to be an Indian. Well I always had this feeling in me but just a weird thought came in my head while I was reading the mail. HOW MANY OF US ARE EVEN AWARE OF THE MAGNIFICENT PAST ABOUT OUR OWN COUNTRY??? Well I am sure people are but one thing I am not sure is that how many people fall under this category of knowing our GLORIOUS PAST??

Well I fall under the category of youth or should I say “THE BRIGHT YOUTH OF THIS COUNTRY” and honestly when I see my generation all of us want to just run away from India and go abroad and get far far away from here and have a better standard of living and fashionable life styles etc, and the reason is well very easy to be answered by everyone – WHO WOULD WANT TO LIVE IN A POOR AND CORRUPT COUNTRY … INTERESTING isn’t it??? I mean we want to run away just because we don’t want to take the responsibility to make a difference in our own home THE actual place where we belong. We rather go out serve for others develop other people’s country and sit down in the evening with some friends and beer and criticize our very own MOTHER LAND brilliant isn’t it?? It’s like the line my history ma’am used to say every time –WE ALL WANT CLEAN HOMES BUT NOBODY WANTS TO DIRTY THERE CLOTHES IN THE PROCESS. But then why is it we are ready to dirty our clothes for other peoples houses?? Don’t you think that if WE were known as the “GOLDEN BIRD” once we can again get our title back... We were the ones who made India the richest country with our own potentials at one point of time then why not TODAY...

I am ready to dirty my clothes for a better tomorrow and YES I AM PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN ARE YOU IS MY QUESTION???

Megha

A cup of tea and an awesome weather

If today i sit back relaxed with a cup of tea and good weather to accompany my loneliness and put my life into a rewind mod what i see is so many things i have done which i wanted to do and then so many things i just did because it is supposed to be done and then comes things i always thought i would never ever do in my life and i see myself doing it ..

Now the question i ask to myself is do i "REGRET" what i have done , would i be strong enough to face myself , am i unhappy , is it because of my impulsive nature that made me do what i did or its just that at that point i had no option but to do something like that ... hmmm n the answer in my head was nothing but what i knew i would think and was not shocking for me as it said - i still love MYSELF as some times you have to take a different road which diverts from your kind of thinking but it is important nobody knows why but you just have to and that point i never understood why?? but now i know why . Well it was because i had to meet the people waiting to be met , visiting places to be seen , food yet to be tasted , clothes to be tried on , tears to just flow on my cheeks , pages to be written about all the painful or really crazy experiences .Well yes i do live on the extremes that is why it is either sad or happy moments no in between feeling for me.

Now do i regret anything i would say never as someone once told me we should have no regrets in life as when we were doing something it gave us happiness and if later it changed into sadness never mind you did enjoy it at first.

Welcome life with open arms and just don't feel scared of what would happen ..well if you trust yourself , love yourself , respect yourself and most importantly believe in yourself SO would the world....

SO Never let that smile fade away for any one as REMEMBER YOU ARE SPECIAL :*

megha :)

After a long time .....

I am writing after ages n i feel so weird ... nothing much have changed only that i have lost some and have become close to some . Maybe loosing that someone is painful but things just don't happen the way you wish them to as nothing is in your hands right?? or maybe its just the way i think ...just don't know .

Finally its my final year and i would be a graduate soon which is a new beginning for a new venture.Have a plan just ready and working hard on it but again really scared i am hoping it happens the way i have planned it to happen.

i guess can't wright more but will soon start it in a frequent basis till then have take good care .

megha:)