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Tough Times, Tough People and God!

27 Sep

I know there has been a hiatus. But seems there were still some tests of life left for me to attempt this year!
As I mentioned earlier, I’m not doing well. Since 14th of august I’ve been suffering from a poorly diagnosed case of fever. It was supposedly a transient viral illness initially. When it didn’t go away even after a dose of antibiotic, I was taken for a whole lot of investigations. Chest X-ray, blood tests, ultrasound, malarial parasite test, Widal and typhidot, urine tests etc. Meanwhile I was being continuously medicated. Nothing was diagnosed until last week, when I was declared a case of typhoid fever. Hence, I was started on an i.v. line of antibiotics which is still continuing with no results so far. 😦

I could have tolerated it without complaints had the bomb of exams not dropped. My exams that were due January next year have now been scheduled for late November this year. Which means less than two months to recuperate and study my ass off as another year of my life depends entirely on these exams.

So, this explains my absence. But what next? How am I going to do it all?
Having faith in God that stands by my side, I’m sure I’ll find out a way. The same god that brought me to life, that gave me a loving family, a perfectly healthy body and mind, good friends, an enviable education. The same God will enlighten my way and lead me to my destiny. All I need to do is trust him and keep working with optimism. I will come out victorious, I’m strong after all. 🙂

God be with us.

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You, me and love

25 Jul

As i was wandering through different folders in my laptop, i found the following. It’s a poem i wrote almost 11 months ago, when i was head over heels in love with this guy. Not even close to someone who can write a poem, but i still scribble. Reading this poem once again, everything came flooding back. The togetherness, the faith, the moments, the kisses, the hugs, the yearning, the naughty games, the suppressed laughters, the hang outs, the nick names, the ususals, the unususals, the promises, the dreams and then the SHATTERING! Anyways, i wanted to share this one with my fellow bloggers, the only society i have for now. Therefore, here it is:

You, me & People

People tell me that you are not as I think

They say you are all black with just a shell of pink

According to them I should not trust you as I do

Coz you are not what you are supposed to

They keep telling your love for me is a trap

It’s ugly inside and what I see is just a wrap

They want me to believe you are different behind my back

And when it will be exposed, my heart would crack

In short they want me to get away from you

Or else one day truth will cut right through

Me? Oh! I never reply to what they say

Not that I don’t have words that weigh

Just that it does not matter to me

I am happy with what I see

It’s my love and I am to decide

And your love is where I confide

I do not deny I may get hurt

But what’s the point enjoying rain fearing dirt

I am myself with you, nothing to pretend

You bring me peace, in my soul you blend

Let them say for its theirs to find wrong

For me your love is a true song

If u hurt me ever it can be taken

But without a reason my faith can’t be shaken

Don’t you feel pressure to prove your love

Be yourself that’s the most I love.

Some are still Good!

23 Jul

Few years ago, I got an email from one of my transcendentalist friend which was although just another forwarded mail but was beautiful and has stayed in my heart since then. Amongst other messages that it contained, one was MAKE A GRATITUDE LIST. It has been on my mind for long, but time couldn’t be better than now. Coursing through a rough patch in life, it could actually help to see what i have or what i have received over the years. So, here it is:

  1. Mr. D: The first person that deserves mention is my friend D. The one who actually sent me that mail. Before i met him four years ago, i was all studies and my then boyfriend. He on the other hand had a vision. A vision that really influenced me. He was a aspiring student enterpreneur then and now owns a greeting card company and an online magazine. I learned from him to live my dreams howsoever impossible they seem.
  2. Mr. X: Next in line stands Mr. X, who is none other than my ex boyfriend. Yeah he turned out to be a jerk in due course of time. But i owe him the fact that i regained myself. He was a little less selfless (i’m just being polite), which made me think about myself and interview my soul for the first time in my adult life.
  3. Mrs. Bunny: She was my mess incharge in hostel. I don’t even know her real name. I called her Bunny. She is one lady that stood by me all the ups and downs of my college days. Be it she-bitched-about-me tears or i-have-an-exam-tomorrow-i-will-fail depression, she was always there.  One hell of a lady, she single handedly brought up her 3 children and a husband who was never much help. I loved her fighting spirit and her patience. I owe a lot to her.
  4. My brother: When i was a kid. nobody taught me how to ride a bicycle. I would take it on road early morning and try myself. That one morning I was riding it from one side, not having enough confidence to cross my leg to the other. My little brother who was watching me said,”Why don’t you just cross your legs and sit on it?” And that made me do it. He knows my fears & weaknesses better than anyone else (he’s very liberal mentioning it everytime he should and shouldn’t) and makes me face it. He’s a menace!

Of course this list is spread over a long temporal scale, but i tell you, make a daily gratitude list. Add those small favours that people do for you everyday. And you’ll feel good. Moreover when you meet bad people in life you can look at that list and say, “What if most of the world is bad, SOME ARE STILL GOOD!”

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