While watching the movie 'Hitch', this dialogue by Alex Hitches got my attention. It goes like this:
".. Life is not about the number of breathes you take… it’s about that moment which takes your breath away!”..

I have been trying to change one thing about myself since a long time.—Procrastination.

I’ve got a pile of self help books in which a lot was written about how to overcome procrastination. Even while reading those books I was actually delaying some other task which was of more importance at that time and in order to avoid doing the task I told myself that I am busy in self improvement. Sure shot remedy to avoid guilt..

The only feeling that constantly remained with me was the feeling to change this habit I got addicted to. Books were working only for a few days.I had to keep myself motivated but somehow that happened for only a short span.

Couple of days ago I started playing badminton. I used to play this game a lot in my childhood and the idea of playing this game again excited me.

I lost touch and the first two days were not productive. I ended up missing the shots but fortunately, on the third day I was also thinking while playing. I got the hang of it and now I thoroughly enjoy, learn and analyze the game. Things became very clear when I was analyzing the game and what took me so many years to understand was clear in front of me and was very simple to follow. When I had to get my shot right I had to first have an intention followed by a result.Without the result the intention is of no use. I couldn’t justify all the time on the court that I had an intention to get it right but missed it. The intention had to convert into a result. Applied to my habit of procrastination this works perfectly.

        I always had an intention not to procrastinate but never worked towards a result. Since I had the intention I didn’t feel guilty and this way I kept going on. Now I have noticed that whatever tasks are of importance are completed by the end of the day.

Moral of the thought… You never know when a knot can open up.. this worked for me what works for u??? Do lemme know!!!

Now the question that arises is will I stick on to this gyan??? Well to answer that question to myself I am making this blog public and I will revert back to it 30 days from today!!

Am sure it will get me on track if there is a need for it.

Hi Bloggers.. Happy New Year

I was flicking channels in the afternoon and saw barkha asking a panel about child labour.Got interested in the topic and then realised today is childrens day.

They were talking about whether child labour should be discouraged.It is already banned by law but how many actually implement it .

I am reminded of my friend's childhood.She had an unusual childhood.Today the panel was talking about the poor but I know child exploitation is not restricted to the poor and is happening everywhere irrespective of the class.

My friend has come a long way.She was molested for 4 years in her childhood by her mother's boyfriend.This is easy for me to write but I wonder how she lives with it.She says when a person is molested it is not just their body but their hope,faith,future everything is destroyed.She still lives with the consequences of her mother's act and also sees no regret in her mother's eyes.

Last year she completely broke up with her parents and now lives on her own.

She lost out on studies.Her grades fell badly.She just managed to complete her graduation.What a price to pay for a parent's ignorance.

There is so much child exploitation happening around.I wonder why do we humans take responsibility of an innocent life when we cannot live up to it?

Is there any meaning in having kids just because the age has come,or because after marriage one should have kids,or society would question?

Are we going to have any better reasons?

I see so many poor people with 4-5 kids?Why do they have so many when in the first place the parents can only give them misery?

My dad has 9 siblings and out of that only 2 are well educated and settled properly.The rest are just making ends meet and feel bad that they did not make it big.Not to mention the sibling rivalry it has generated....

Parents are compared to God and in our culture we have such high regards for them but it is time we see the irresponsible attitude of such parents and question them.

She came into my life and filled me with love.

Her first touch was magical.I thought falling in love relates to falling in love with a man but when her little finger held to me it was divine.

I feel it is impossible to unlove her.We developed a very special bond.

Now I wake up without her.I will never see her again.It was my decision.I had to move on else I would always be in a state of confusion but in this path I broke her heart and mine.

I hope she forgives me.She will never understand why I had to do it why I had to leave and begin all over again. God bless my chotu and give her all that she aspires for..

What she means to me can never be replaced.Not a day goes without her thoughts.

Wish I could unremember everything my heart's been thru..