Real or Fake

With messages beeping on cell phones on true friendships and being friends forever, its meaning has been changing with time, with the upcoming trends of the virtual world; there is trend of virtual friends now. Already the world has been reduced to ‘Google’ for information, and gradually friendships are shrinking to social networking sites. The interactions among friends which were common over a cup of tea are replaced by status messages and comments. It is agreeable that social networking sites do give an opportunity to find new friends but how far it is feasible to trust them? Where it seems to be a good sign for catching up with friends but more seems to be sign that a relationship of emotions becomes flaunting asset, so how real is this emotion? Where leather jacket, a sports car, a trendy phone, the right girlfriend\ boyfriend are all still factors for weighing a social status, and so is the number of people on the friends list. Although social networking on the internet helps people to collect hundreds or even thousands of acquaintances, it’s believed that face to face contact is nearly always necessary to form truly close friendships. But the fact remains why one wants to swim in the fake waves of emotion on such sites, where it’s just not about having fake friends but they create fake profiles, just to fake out their real identity, may be they are afraid of revealing it, where they want to show off themselves being someone with whom their reality don’t match with. The status of just being yourself is fading; people are forgetting the fact that it’s better to be adored by five for what you actually are then to be loved by fifty for what you are not. But it’s really difficult to distinguish what’s fake and what’s real as the person on the other side of the screen is in fact a real person, capable of all the same feelings and thoughts one experiences. Therefore those interactions can said to be just as real as every other that one experiences. There are cases where people who can’t express themselves to one they know personally, can chat about what they really are to someone whom they have not seen, so they feel this as a way of true expression, and thus a real attachment and relationship. The fact of being real or fake is very debatable but I feel the reality is never virtual, be what you are in front of the world, in such a way that it can be seen, how true may be your friends on social sites but one can’t judge someone without knowing them personally.

नासमझ

ना गिला करना न कभी शिकवा करना

जबा का काम है जो दिल में आए उसे बया करना

मुस्कुराकर हर सवाल का जवाब दे जाना ,

जो मन में है उसे यु छुपाकर खुद को ना बहलाना

हो सकता है की खयालो को कोई ना समझ पाए ,

पर उन्हें मौका तो दो ,

क्यों उन नासमझो को और हो उलझाए.......

What I have learnt today….

To just clear out any misconception, it’s not about a new art or any new object, but it’s about myself. It’s said you learn each moment, with your own deeds, with your each experience, may be so, I didn’t realized it that much earlier, but today yes I have learnt something.
The day really started on normal note, a cool morning, rising sun, my daily routine and my way to college. During the first lecture, as usual water supply started with my water bottle being passed in the whole class (this is my trade mark, I’m mostly the only one carrying a water bottle be it my degree college or management college). Well that’s not the issue, the issue was a guy just bowled it in air (IPL winds blowing in class well) for another one to catch it, and bang, the catch was missed, and I simply lost my cool. He was scolded by the lecturer and yes even I reciprocated, for the reason

• I hate indecency in class
• And it was my thing, which he just threw off

I’m pretty sure most of them must have thought, it was silly on my part to react to a small issue of a water bottle, but I know I was right, as for me the issue was not the bottle, the issue would have been the same, if even it was a pen or a notebook, or it belonged to someone else. The issue was to have an aesthetic sense, to have feeling of responsibility and respect for a thing which was not yours, however big or small that be, which that guy just lacked, and icing was that he didn’t accepted his mistake, which just decreased my boiling point.
But as it’s said holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned, the same thing happened with me, I spoiled my seminar because of him. My mistake, I accept.
Whatever it was, I just wrote it, and even I thought I’m taking this thing way too seriously but I don’t why I’m not able to forget this, though it being small. I have realized that

1. For me even small things matter.
2. I care for my possessions a lot and I expect that people also do the same, even though they don’t do for their ones, but they need to do for mine.
3. For me committing a mistake won’t be highlighted, what would be is not accepting it. And accepting + apologizing it is surely appreciated.
4. I can speak on my behalf (my friends always complain that you don’t stand for yourself, but now this small incident has provoked me to do for bigger issues of my life) :)
   
5. I hate and can’t tolerate nuisance.
6. I’m not that calm and composed, which I and many people use to feel earlier:)
7. I get upset easily.
8. And now I need to improvise on it, as it hampers my performance in other tasks.

Now I’m just trying to forget things, which I had been trying since the whole day, but can’t, but penning it down has helped me out to some extent. Moreover I really recognized things which I have but has come to my notice today…

Pain

Be positive in each and every aspect of life. Such an easy line to say isn’t it. But what happens when you are tested and trialed with each passing moment. You are nailed again and again, deeper with each new trial, for your patience and let that salty water flow and burn those wounds, hurting for you being so helpless, so not worthy. How can one imagine of being positive at that moment?
You are bound to lose the positivity torch in that windy darkness and then you feel like gathering all your courage and speak up, “Enough is enough, why am I bearing all this, stop it, and stop behaving with me like this.” And the end what answer do you get in return, “ok I’m the bad one, each mistake is mine only.” Seriously, it is the easiest way of not accepting your mistake and just be out of the conversation without resolving the problem.

Note:
I feel this is my first core negative post, but I have learned this from my friend (rinki pinks its u) that even negativity is part of your life it's an expression so better express it.
The writeup was written when i was feeling very low and at that moment such thoughts came to my mind.
But after taking it out over a paper, i really felt better and very optimistic.....

एक ख्वाब जगाने आया था...........

पलकों के बंद दरवाज़े से,

एक ख्वाब जगाने आया था ।

बोला अब जग में सच होने वाला हु ,

ये एहसास जगाने आया था ।

निराशा की बेहोशी में ,

उम्मीद जगाने आया था ।

जो घुट कर थी जो टूट चुकी ,

कुछ पाने की वो प्यास जगाने आया था ।

दुनिया की दुनियादारी में जो भूली अपने ख्वाबो को ,

वो आया , मुझे जगाया , बतलाया

में उड़ने का तुझमें एक विश्वास जगाने आया था ........

BOYS WILL REMAIN BOYS

Our every morning starts with shouting at my brother, can’t you wake up on time, can’t you put your things properly, don’t mess. This is our daily gattha, we both i.e. my mom and me, the two ladies of the house sing, “Yeh ladka kab sudhrega” is our patent line but the fact is ‘yeh ladka kabhi nhi sudharega’ i.e. BOYS WILL REMAIN BOYS

This reminds of the line ‘ladke kyu naa jaane kyu ladkiyo se nahi hote.’ Well reading this post all guyz will be thinking the other way round and this fight of being the best one out is going between "Martians" and "Venusians" from ages, be it friends, siblings, spouses.

But the fact remains both are incomplete without each other. There are differences which no one knows, why they are, but they are…

· Guys are careless, but they are caring.

· They hurt you the most but they also love you the most.

· They make you cry but make you laugh as well.

· They never understand your silence but they understand you the most when you share.

· They might keep their homes at mess but at work they are perfectionist.

· They are very strong at muscles but very weak at heart.

[NOTE: All of you might or might not agree with each and every point but I’m sure you’ll be agreeing with at least some of them, as this is what I have observed, but still all boys are not the same ‘ They are same same yet different’ :)]

It's just you can't live with them nor without them.....

But say whatever girls are always better n best ;)