Candid Tales

Yesterday was a day I will never forget.

I heard from an old friend, Lasyavi, and saying she made my day is an understatement...

She sent me this email:

I was so happy I almost had tears in my eyes. It was the biggest surprise to me, and it felt great, to know that I had been able to make a difference in someone’s life, without even knowing!

This reminded of a similar incident that happened last year.

When I was in 11^th grade, my friend Rajakumari came over to my house for navrathri. She was in 10th that time. I took her and her mom up to my room, and her mom was telling me how tensed Rajakumari was about the 10^th board exams. All I did was talk to them. I literally never said anything that could've been taken SO seriously - but at that time I never knew what an impact my words had made on her. I was just joking and saying “10^th is nothing, dude, compared to 11^th. I’m dying here!” Her mom had said that when she came and saw my room, how colorful it was with all the pictures and how I was talking to them, she forgot all her worries. I swear she said that, I'm not even kidding! I told Rajakumari that I wasn't even aiming for CGPA 10 and I got a 9.4, and she's smart so she'll easily get CGPA 10. I just told her not to worry. After that I didn't see them much. And then last summer, after the board results were out, Rajakumari came to my house one day and said thank you to me. I asked "What for?" and she said "Because of YOU I got CGPA 10. Because of what you said that day during navrathri" Like, I had TOTALLY forgotten everything that day and I never knew I had made such an impact on her. It felt so good to know I made a difference in her life.

I'll never ever forget that incident.

Today, this post is dedicated to Rajakumari and Lasyavi.

I want to be a journalist, who can someday inspire the world with her words and make a difference. Incidents like these inspire me even more to believing I can one day reach my goal.

It takes only a minute or two to be kind to someone. Calming down a tensed friend, talking to your sad friend, and helping someone. Don’t think when you’re doing it, because you never how much it could mean to someone.

Honestly, I still can’t believe my old classmate Deepa remembered me and told Lasyavi about me. It surprises me that I am remembered in my old and new school. And I can’t tell you all how happy it makes me to know I meant something to you all.

So this is a big thank you and huge hug to all of you.

Thank you. *hugs*

And thank you all for the encouragement you offer me by reading my blog and telling me how they are. There is no greater praise to a writer than that.

The Origin

Today I’ll tell you all a story.

I fell for a guy, and he didn’t like me back. Nearly every poem I’ve written has been for him. The best stories, the romantic tales that could be anyone’s daydreams are just that – my own daydreams, published here on my blog. The sad pieces I’ve written and posted are none other than my painful thoughts that have been described in words not sufficient enough to express them, but still bring tears to some eyes.

This guy’s name will remain a secret, but I would like to discuss something here.

I tell my story like I’m the heroine and he’s the villain, I heard. But I never once sold him out. I never once said I hated him – how can I, when I am irrevocably in love with him? He’s smart and sweet, and till this moment not a day has gone by without his thought. I have prayed for him and made wishes at 11:11 for him, because that is said to be a magical time to make wishes.

I never said he’s the villain. He isn’t.

I am.

I came into his life, without warning, like he came into mine, and I fell for him. He told me to stay away and I didn’t. I loved him, he didn’t reciprocate.

I sobbed to my friends. I was sad for over a year, maybe 2 years and counting. The way I tell it, I appear as a victim. And perhaps I am – I have been insulted by him and hated by him just because I care about him with all my heart. But he isn’t the bad guy, I am.

I could not control my heart, and still cannot.  But he is not at fault. Honestly, I have every reason to hate him and yet I still love him and care about him.

I didn’t want school to end because I would never see him again. He told me to stop talking to him. It’s been over two months since I last spoke with him. He is happy school’s over – he never has to see me again. But the last poem I posted tells you that all I wish for is to see him once more.

If one runs through my blog, one can find out how things had progressed, and how I had felt. This blog itself was started to keep my mind off him last year, in March 2015, after he rejected me. It soon evolved into the place I publish my poetry, my stories, my daydreams… He is the origin of this blog, and the endless source of my inspiration.

Today, I want to tell you, who is reading this right now, that love is something that happens unexpectedly. It is a feeling where you care so much about a person, and the deeper it is, the harder it is to get over that person. Heartbreaks happen. It is either the case that both are at fault, or neither is. Both are victims and both are villains. One cannot control one’s feelings – whether you love someone or hate someone. When this happens to you, talk to your friends. Talk to me, even, because I know how much it helps to have someone to listen. When this happens to your friends, hear both sides of the story. Sometimes nothing can be done. In that case, let the one who is hurting so on your shoulder. Talk to them, and let them pour their heart out. Then try to divert their attention to something happy and fun. Give them time – don’t get mad at them for not getting over the person who broke their heart. Do not hate the person who just didn’t feel anything towards his or her lover. The heart abides by no logic. The heart is simply too difficult to control.

Remember: both are victims and both are villains.

Everyone has a reason for coming into your life. I see this boy I fell for as a lesson – because of him, I have learned what it is to love someone, and to feel numbing pain when my heart is broken, and to keep loving him. I have learned just how strong and how weak I can be. I have learned to put my feeling in words and because of that I have some of my best poetry and best stories thanks to him. I believe that is why I met him, and I thank him for that.

If destiny deems it fit, you will find the person you are meant to be with.

What Destiny Brings:

Destiny will bring me

Infinite surprises,

Vague warnings and signs,

And sorrows and joys,

Knowing I can’t change fate,

And things happen for a reason,

Reasons to which my eyes are blind.

Thank you, batman. I hope you have a great life. Have fun in college, and I hope you never get your heart broken. I will always love you, darling.

Someday I Wonder If We Can Meet Again

Someday I wonder if we can meet again

Someday I wonder if we’ll be us again

Someday I wonder if we can meet again

Can we meet again?

Someday when we’ve each learned all our lessons

Someday when life has become so different

Someday after all those years I just want one thing

Can we meet again?

Someday I wonder I’ll hear your voice again

Turn around and see your smile again

See that face I’ve longed to see again

Can we meet again?

Someday I wonder if I’ll be free again

If my heart will ever love again

But all I want is to see you again

Can we meet again?

Someday I wonder if we can meet again

Can we meet again?

This is for someone who I guess will never see it...

Light The Way

This is a song I've been meaning to post for MONTHS! Some of you who know me personally may have already heard it, and have told me to post it over a thousand times.

I wrote it back in 12th standard.

I like to call this the "situation song" for all 11th and 12th standard students.
But after seeing a great number of Facebook posts about college students, I'd like to extend the dedication of this song to them too.

Enjoy the lyric video!

In case you can't watch the above video, watch it on YouTube here or below.