Through the Mirror

Yes, you read that right. A salute to men and not women. "You are a girl. How can you write like this? Where is women empowerment and equality? Why salute them who already dominate our society?"- might be the questions in many minds, specially women's. But, I am sure as you reach towards the end of this article, many heads will be nodding in agreement to what I have to say. That man, frazzled from a long day at work, who boards the metro in a hope that today he won't be asked rudely to vacate his seat by some woman younger than him. But, his hopes get shattered every other day, I wanna salute that man. The one who worked days and nights, did over hours, spent his Sundays on some stupid project at the cost of his favorite movie just to get promoted. But, a girl made it to the higher post merely by her smile or any other unfair means. Only if he could be "beautiful", but he can only be "handsome". The one who wanted to be a singe

Recognition by HINDUSTAN TIMES. Got my article published in the editorial column of the 30th June's issue of the newspaper. Feeling ecstatic. Will keep on writing further.

It was just like any other day. I boarded the metro to go to college. But, alas, soon I realized I had forgotten my earphones at home. I was left with no other choice than to observe the people in the metro. I observed that every other person in the metro was suffering in some way or the other. Most of them were busy sharing their problems with their friends and family. When I tried to listen to some of their problems, I was left with these questions " Were these issues really worth creating a buzz about?" ... "Is anyone really happy?" It is then, that this thought struck my mind - this is what most of us do - running hard all our lives in the pursuit of happiness while ignoring the little things that make us happy, the little blessings of our life. Our problems seem like the end of world to us ... While someone's world might be at the verge of ending. We have redefined the meaning of happiness as the possession of more and more materialistic things. But wha

I am tired. Tired of trying to be perfect always. Tired of being someone who I am actually not. Tired of trying hard to make everyone happy . Tired of holding on to a relation inspite of the pain it gives. Tired of hiding my tears and sorrows deep inside my heart. Tired of listening to other people's stories and problems and thinking each time.. "Do I have to be a listener always?" I can't take it anymore. I have understood that however hard you may try, you can not make everyone happy.. There will always be some wolves in a herd of sheep who are always ready to oppose you.. To nullify your efforts.. To tarnish your image.. To make you fall down.. Your failures give them immense pleasure.. It is against these people that you have to fight...!! I have realized that sometimes it is alright to shout and cry hard and let your heart speak.. That it is OK to let your sorrows out instead of pushing them inside..! I have learnt that you don't have to be perfect always