how gifted are we?

                        How many of us realize, how gifted are we? First of all, do we realize that we are gifted in life? I got answer for this question in a simple incident.So i thought, i should share it with you.Because we dont see a lot of things that makes us to ruminate about our life( or WE ARE TOO LAZY TO RUMINATE).




                      It was a nice, bright,hot sunday evening. Having no useful work to do, as usual we planned for a movie.I got ready too early as i was so bored in home and went to railway station to catch an electric train.There i saw a bizzare family.I had been to that station a 1000times, but i had not seen that family earlier.May be all the 1000times i must be in a rush or that family must have moved to that station for the first time.




                                The family had five members.The father had a long beard, with a beer bottle in his hand.He looked worse than the worst beggar i have ever seen in my life.The mother was babbling something, looking at the young baby in the cradle which was tied just near the ticket counter area.The remaining two children who were not more than 8years old, shared a meagre amount of food between them.




                                      Neither did i speak to them nor did they share their misery with me.But anyone who sees them could easily understand the level of poverty,they were sunk into.Most of you might have seen such a family.Even i might have seen such a family earlier and just moved on.But on that day,for an unknown reason i felt something different.A part of me, wanted to do something about it.




                               Most of us,would just feel pity for that family and would carry on with our work. Yes, that may be the most pragmatic thing we could do. Most of us in this society are selfish men and women.Atleast, we can use that selfishness to improve our life.We need not help that family, but we can help ourself by learning a lot from that family.




                                      I learned. I realized , how gifted i am. By the term gifted, i dont mean the financial status alone.My friends, my sibling, even the institute in which i study and above all my parents.I feel that the reason why we didnt realize the gifts in life, is our parents.Because they love us so much that they dont let us outside this sophisticated world we are living in. They always wanted to provide us with all the luxuries they could.




                       But is it not their duty to teach us, what luxury means actually.I dont think most of the parents teach that.Most of the students, unfortunately,take LUXURIES AS NECESSITIES. Isnt all those android mobiles, huge bikes, branded shoes,a movie every week et cetera are luxuries? Do we realize that? By realizing our gifts, i dont mean to be COMPLACENT. I just want to enjoy and savour every little thing we got and keep on working to reach next level in life.




                             I think, to an extent i realized how gifted i am, after seeing that family.If at all you ponder something after reading this post( which i am sure would never happen), i think i have done what i intend to do.




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A birthday celebration

             


                    It was another damn boring day, full of theory classes. Every student's face in the class looked as if they had been sedated. My gang, so tired of sleeping from the first hour, wanted to stay awake.The only technique that we knew to stay away from the sedation was TO PLAN. Yes, we love planning, not about our placements,not about our higher studies but on how we ought to spent the weekend as though we had been exhausted from studying on the weekdays.




                              Fortunately one of our friend's birthday happened to fall on that saturday. So each of my friends were so enthusiastic in giving their ideas on how to celebrate.After some 2hours of discussion, a plan was finalized.On that day evening at around 7pm, everyone reached our home and were getting ready to leave.All of a sudden the plan was changed.I had no clue on who changed the plan or why the plan was changed.Change of plan at the last moment was one thing that our gang got used to from the first year.




                     The plan was to find a resort in ECR and booze-up.( for this simple plan we had spent nearly 3hours discussing. THATS OUR GANG).ECR was one road where my friends can use the full potential of their above-180cc-bikes and can showoff their driving skills.I felt as if we were participating in some MOTOGP race because none of my friends bike traveled at less that 80kmph.




                            Believe it or not, whenever we had been to ECR, one of us would get caught by the police.This time was no different.This time the policeman even went a step further and beat one of our friend for behaving imprudently.If you think that we felt sorry and consoled our friend, you are absolutely wrong.What if that guy happened to be the funster of our gang? yes, we had got an incident to reminiscent for next 1year.




                      Paying half of the bribe demanded, we started again.Most of the resorts were full and if at all rooms were available in some resorts, they were not within our limited budget.At last we found one in mahabalipuram that suited us.Everyone was so eager to booze after a long gap( long gap means not more than 2months).I think, the most exciting thing one could experience is that you being sober and watching your friends getting high.You really wouldnt believe that these were the people who had been your friends for the past 3years.




                           One of my friend started crying,saying all his problems.I really didnt know how should i react.I realized that alcohol makes you to reveal the deepest secrets buried in your heart.Another friend kept on puking as if he had gallons of vomit stored in his tummy.The worst thing was that he would puke exactly when we finished cleaning his previous one.Each one of my friend behaved uniquely in a bizarre way.I felt like a warden in a psychiatric hospital, controlling and consoling everyone.




                              At around 4am, most of them slept ,oblivious to the stinky smell hovering around the room.Though i was tired, i didnt feel sleepy. I got down and had a long walk on the lonely street.It was cool, pitch dark and so tranquil (except the sound of some dogs barking).The situation made my mind so serene. I was deeply contemplating but not sure on what i was contemplating.




                                May be it was about the way my friends behaved, may be it was about how i would behave if i booze or may be about should i ever booze in my life.Though i knew that boozing was not all that sinful thing,though i knew that boozing occasionally would cause no big harm,some part of me wanted to advice my friends not to get drunk.But i knew that i didnt have the courage to advice them.


                                 So as usual i did the most selfish thing.I advised(and promised) to myself that i should never booze in my life.




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Random thoughts

                    


                              This time i really do not have any idea on how i should write or even what i should write. But some part of me wants to write the random thoughts in my mind, which has grown intensely in the recent past. Hence this post may not be coherent, may not make any sense and may not beguile you(assuming my other posts have).




                                 I wake up at 7- go to college- while away all the seven hours chit chatting with friends-back home-watch a movie-have a spicy dinner-go for sleep.This was( and is) my routine for the past two years.I have been doing this in the pretext of leading a COLLEGE STUDENT LIFE(as though college students are never meant to do anything useful).


                     
                                      But now i am copiously frustrated of following such a lethargic routine.I feel as though all my potential and abilities are being wasted and rusted.I feel like a stray dog which squanders without any purpose in life. I badly want to change something within me. I want to have a specific goal. I want to work hard to achieve that goal. I want some challenging task that could kindle my underlying ability. Above all i want to prove to myself that, i am lot more capable than what others think of me.


            
                                But where do i start and what do i change?  Should i regularly study the chapters taught in the class like a 10th grade student.I am frustrated to an extend that i even wont mind doing that( but obviously my so called room-mates would mind). Because the students who looked to me as good-for-nothing, imbecile- bookworms, all of a sudden seems to be achievers and winners(especially with placements only a few months away).


                       
                             The fire to change something had been ignited within me, for quite a number of times in the past also.But they have not lasted for more than a couple of days.Usually this fire would be ignited whenever i see an exceptional movie or read an inspirational book.Whenever this fire is within me i would feel like, every task is within the circumference of my ability circle.I would even set some elusive goals like to become the university topper. But why doesnt this fire burn within me eternally?


                       
                               Most of the time, this fire would be extinguished by pouring some cold water.By cold water, i mean the peer. So should i stop talking to my classmates and lead a monk life?(rather than the COLLEGE LIFE).Or am i giving the most familiar excuse for not being determined enough,to keep the fire burning.




                                       But this time i feel something is different.I feel i am on the right path that leads to success.I think i have the mental strength to say NO to the peer pressure.I think i have enough fuel to keep the fire burning.


                    
                             If something is different this time shouldnt i be preparing for my tomorrow's internal rather than wasting an hour in writing such a horrible blog. So is this also another ignition that would extinguish in a few hours??????




                                                                                                                                                           
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