Thursday 9 July 2015

Failure


Failure is the first step towards the success and I am so glad having climbed the first step towards the success. I never wanted to let any failure enter in my life. But as it did now, I didn't have any other option but accept it positively. Since childhood everything from school to diploma was just cool and simplified. It started complicating when I shifted to Hostel for further studies. The new hostel, the new city and the very new college just changed me into new me. All my fear was gone and I was a free bird who fell in love with an independent life. I was enjoying my perfect, simple and quite special life. Wow!! Studies weren’t that difficult and so I had first class in all my results albeit it was enhanced with math’s k.t every semester. I never was good in mathematics since my childhood. Later on, I with Priyanka and Ankita- my classmates and hostel roommates too, shifted to a flat on rent and escaped ourselves from headaches of hostel issues.
Soon, we entered into our final year but I entered partially as math’s k.t was still on. I then had to wave goodbye to my final year as I couldn’t clear the math. This was indeed a big and painful failure of my life. Drown into tears, my eyes were swelled and I wasn’t in need of anyone’s sympathy as I am of suffer-in-alone category. It was unexpected and unbelievable incident to be happened in my life. But here too my mummy made me strong to handle this failure. My mummy hopes that a day I will excel and her hope keeps me going. My parents never dominated me to be stubborn as they always completed my wants before I could ask them. Such a loving and caring parents they’re that I owe them my life. They have always shown a great trust in me and I will never let them down. And thus this failure made me walk towards the success. Soon I will reach my destination.

Tuesday 31 March 2015

My Sweet Baasa


To my sweetest and greatest Dadaji,

Baasa, it's been a year now, 
And I am still not able to believe that you are gone.
I miss your teaching, I miss your preaching.
I miss the talks with you; I miss the walks with you.
I miss your smile, I miss your laugh.
I miss the way you shout, I miss the way you moan.
I still remember your eyes getting wet every time I went for vacations.
I miss the calls you did to solve the sweet fights between you and granny.
I miss you and everything about you.
Life without you is never going to be the same.
Without you, all the moments will always be lame.
I never liked the religious channel that you used to watch.
And now, I hover through those channels hoping you may come to watch.
I know in Life everyone is destined to go,
But Baasa, I wanted you to live some more.
My bad luck that Dhaasa was hospitalised during marriage,
I was unhappy for you both were not there with me.

Good News is Dhaasa's health is improving.
And I am so sure it's all just because of you.
Your presence still I feel cuz I know your life lays in (your love) Dhaasa.
Everyone here miss you and pray that wherever you are,
you be happy and peaceful.