#thought
#review
#Aarushi
Dear M.K. Gandhi,
Maybe you regret dying, while serving this nation, when you look at what has become of India, from the heavens up above.
I do not have a proper idea, of what were your ideologies for this country, the country you were ready to die for, but when I look at today's India, I am very sure, THIS is not for what you, and lakhs of other Indians gave their lives.
Democracy is being slaughtered, rights are being taken away and millions suffer, with their suffering going unnoticed.
People don't even know all this is happening, will you please come back?
#review
#Aarushi
Dear M.K. Gandhi,
Maybe you regret dying, while serving this nation, when you look at what has become of India, from the heavens up above.
I do not have a proper idea, of what were your ideologies for this country, the country you were ready to die for, but when I look at today's India, I am very sure, THIS is not for what you, and lakhs of other Indians gave their lives.
Democracy is being slaughtered, rights are being taken away and millions suffer, with their suffering going unnoticed.
People don't even know all this is happening, will you please come back?
#thought
#review
#Aarushi
You can't love everyone in this world, specially those who " do not fit the society norms of beauty ". You don't have to.
But, you also don't have the right to stop them from loving themselves by ridiculing them because of what they look like.
Maybe there will be more people with a higher self esteem if the world would stop ridiculing them for their looks and start praising them for their abilities.
#review
#Aarushi
You can't love everyone in this world, specially those who " do not fit the society norms of beauty ". You don't have to.
But, you also don't have the right to stop them from loving themselves by ridiculing them because of what they look like.
Maybe there will be more people with a higher self esteem if the world would stop ridiculing them for their looks and start praising them for their abilities.
#Aarushi
#review
#thought
All of us must have given a speech, at least for once. So, we automatically think that everyone has had the " first speech moment " in their life.
But, could you tell, how many times the idea behind your speech has been originally yours, and not stuff copied from internet?
How many times have you spoke what you wanted to, unafraid of being judged or misunderstood?
How many times you didn't wonder while reading the speech -- " I think speaking on this topic will take listeners against me ", and change the bitter truth to sweet lies?
If we apply these filters, I don't think most of us have the courage to have our first speech, myself included.
#review
#thought
All of us must have given a speech, at least for once. So, we automatically think that everyone has had the " first speech moment " in their life.
But, could you tell, how many times the idea behind your speech has been originally yours, and not stuff copied from internet?
How many times have you spoke what you wanted to, unafraid of being judged or misunderstood?
How many times you didn't wonder while reading the speech -- " I think speaking on this topic will take listeners against me ", and change the bitter truth to sweet lies?
If we apply these filters, I don't think most of us have the courage to have our first speech, myself included.
#review
#Aarushi
#Story
#experience
Due to some reasons that I'd rather not tell, I started to learn bicycle a little late, with my elder brother's bicycle. It would be scary at first, the fear of falling and getting hurt. But later on, when I became comfortable with cycles, I enjoyed riding them a lot. I observed some changes in myself as well, I was more observant, enough to see those little flowers shaped like Ballet dancers by the roadside. My ability to co operate with others increased as well, and failing my tests didn't scare me anymore.
When I sat down one day, thinking about the changes in myself, I was surprised to find that cycling taught me all these automatically. I learned co operation from the different parts of cycle, being observant by avoiding accidents and not scared of failing my tests by not fearing to fall while riding.
Riding a bicycle taught me more than just riding it.
#Aarushi
#Story
#experience
Due to some reasons that I'd rather not tell, I started to learn bicycle a little late, with my elder brother's bicycle. It would be scary at first, the fear of falling and getting hurt. But later on, when I became comfortable with cycles, I enjoyed riding them a lot. I observed some changes in myself as well, I was more observant, enough to see those little flowers shaped like Ballet dancers by the roadside. My ability to co operate with others increased as well, and failing my tests didn't scare me anymore.
When I sat down one day, thinking about the changes in myself, I was surprised to find that cycling taught me all these automatically. I learned co operation from the different parts of cycle, being observant by avoiding accidents and not scared of failing my tests by not fearing to fall while riding.
Riding a bicycle taught me more than just riding it.
#review
#Aarushi
#microtale
" Mom, since God has created all of us, he must know the languages and the meaning of all of them, right"?
"Of course, dear".
"Then why does he not understand the tears of stray animals and homeless people"?
#Aarushi
#microtale
" Mom, since God has created all of us, he must know the languages and the meaning of all of them, right"?
"Of course, dear".
"Then why does he not understand the tears of stray animals and homeless people"?
#review
#poem
#Aarushi
Title: Suggestions welcomed. :)
Walking down the street,
all alone on Christmas eve,
with a heart stuck somewhere,
between the wall around it and the sweatshirt's sleeve.
A broad minded girl,
with a galaxy of thoughts in her mind,
gone, so deep within herself,
that for others she was hard to find.
A chubby, short highted, dark girl,
this was her identity,
no one looked beyond this,
to know her internal infinity.
A girl who would make others happy,
make them soar high,
but when she is alone at night,
you can see her with a blade on her thigh.
Perfectly fine outside,
a turmoil on the inside,
with mismanaged emotions running haywire,
eating her away, like a ferocious fire.
#poem
#Aarushi
Title: Suggestions welcomed. :)
Walking down the street,
all alone on Christmas eve,
with a heart stuck somewhere,
between the wall around it and the sweatshirt's sleeve.
A broad minded girl,
with a galaxy of thoughts in her mind,
gone, so deep within herself,
that for others she was hard to find.
A chubby, short highted, dark girl,
this was her identity,
no one looked beyond this,
to know her internal infinity.
A girl who would make others happy,
make them soar high,
but when she is alone at night,
you can see her with a blade on her thigh.
Perfectly fine outside,
a turmoil on the inside,
with mismanaged emotions running haywire,
eating her away, like a ferocious fire.
#review
#poem
#aarushi
Title: A teardrop's tale.
A tethered heart,
that couldn't bear it anymore,
too broken to control itself,
too damaged, too sore.
This was my birthplace,
but since the heart couldn't cry,
I saw the world through someone's eyes,
before it was a goodbye.
I don't know what broke this person,
but she was broken, very bad.
The feelings written on her face,
couldn't be justified by the word sad.
I rolled down those eyes,
on the floor I fell down,
slowly, very slowly,
I evaporated on my own.
When I became a cloud,
and fell down as rain,
I healed another broken heart,
maybe, I ended its pain.
#poem
#aarushi
Title: A teardrop's tale.
A tethered heart,
that couldn't bear it anymore,
too broken to control itself,
too damaged, too sore.
This was my birthplace,
but since the heart couldn't cry,
I saw the world through someone's eyes,
before it was a goodbye.
I don't know what broke this person,
but she was broken, very bad.
The feelings written on her face,
couldn't be justified by the word sad.
I rolled down those eyes,
on the floor I fell down,
slowly, very slowly,
I evaporated on my own.
When I became a cloud,
and fell down as rain,
I healed another broken heart,
maybe, I ended its pain.