Your life is someone else's dream!

One day Ashish came back from school and eagerly asked “Dad, can I get new shoes? I want to participate in the race which will be held day after tomorrow at school". Ahmed looked at the boy and smiled "Dear Son, I will do everything I can do for you. I will buy new shoes for you tomorrow" Ashish ran into the field and hopped with joy. It was like he found a treasure. Ahmed looked up and thought to himself, “How will I live up to the promise I made to my son. I do not have a single penny”

Ahmed’s family was very poor and he sold kites for their survival. He looked for the savings pot his wife left behind before she died of an ailment. She used to skip her one time meal and save the extra penny into the savings pot. However, he found the pot broken and recalled that he used up all the money to pay for his son’s school this year. Tears rolled down from a father’s eyes who loved his son deeply but could not fulfill his one small, innocent wish.

Next day, Ahmed woke up early in the morning. He packed his bag and gathered a bunch of kites. In the scorching heat, bare foot, he started walking towards the city. He prayed to God, “Please help me today, so I can gather enough money to pay for my son’s shoes”. The sun shined bright on his face. His feet were seared but his heart was on fire. Having spent a day in the city, no one cared to buy kites from him. People ridiculed him for using up their sidewalk to carry out his old fashioned trade. He was starving all day and was disappointed in a city where white collar jobs were profound and layman jobs were looked down.  

With a heavy heart, he picked up the kites and made his way back.

On the way back to his village, a man came up to him and asked, “Do you sell these kites?” Ahmed said “Yes, would you like to buy one?” The man said “Yes, I would like to buy all of them.” Ahmed was startled. “Sir, are you sure you want to buy all the kites?” The man said “Yes, I work in a school and I would like the students to fly these kites. I want to illustrate them outside the books and look outside the window to dream higher in life, even sky is not the limit” Ahmed was astounded. He sold all the kites to this man. He earned enough money to buy shoes for his son’s race. He directly went to the store and bought a lovely pair of shoes. His heart was overjoyed but his body was weak this time as he made his way back to the village”       

Ashish opened the door “Son, here’s your shoes, your father wanted them to be sent to you today itself” Ashish said “Thanks uncle, but where is my dad?”  His uncle said “I’m sorry son. He is no more. On his way back, he collapsed. We never knew that he suffered from Cancer for a very long time. He never told us. We asked him why he did not get treated and he said, your future was more vital to him and he did not want to burden you with any debts incurred from his treatment, this is the least he could do for you” Ashish broke into tears as he looked at the shoes bought by a father who loved him more than his own sufferings and life.

Sometimes, we forget to be thankful to God for what we have and stop complaining about what we don’t have. Sometimes, we forget to thank those around us who are struggling each day and working hard just to see a smile on our face.

Your life is someone else’s dream. Live it gratefully.

            

Secrets of a Confident Woman

Sitting across the School hallway, sipping up a coffee and watching snow outside the window, I scribbled these words in my notepad.

Life can be harsh at times. It will throw many bricks at you. How do you react to them? Complain about the wounds or use the same bricks under your feet and step up?

Love. No matter what happens, love unconditionally. Believe that you are loved. Your past can be your greatest educator. People in this world need love. They are void and empty inside. They are seeking for help. Be a soothing balm in this broken world because all they need is an act of love.

Smile, well that's all you need to carry with yourself. A confident woman always have her head held high and she has a smile as mysterious as Sphinx. Well, why is she smiling always? Doesn't she have problems? family? critics? stress? Probably all of them but your attitude will define who you are.

Positivism. Look at the mirror and call yourself beautiful. It doesn't matter what others think or what opinions they have about you. at the end of the day, your happiness depends on you. Being positive is a choice you make. If you choose to be happy, nobody can steal your joy. When situations are not pleasant, you may get stressed but think about this, what good can worrying do for you? Instead smile and talk positive over your situations. You have the power to be happy. Make someone happy who is feeling worse than you today. What goes around, comes around.

Refuse to live in Fear: Fear of future causes anxiety and depression. We all know that future is uncertain. It could be related to your job, school, family etc. Everything happens for good and for a reason. Believe in God who loves you and root yourself deep in the love of God and he will secure your future.

Refuse to Quit: You failed? So what. Get up and get back into the game. It's not over yet. Every failure in life is not the end. There is more to it. There is more to learn and improve on. Everything may not be perfect but you can make it perfect. Out of the ashes, beauty rise. You have the power to be successful. Do not give up on life yet, victory is waiting for you.

Stop comparing: You are beautiful. You are blessed. Comparison can ruin your life. there are endless things in this world to compare yourselves to. But you are unique. Quit comparison and believe in your own talents. All you need to do is close your eyes, take a deep breath and believe You are God's marvelous masterpiece.

Proverbs 31:25

"She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future."  

Be thankful for what you have

Elina's life was brought up in misery and poverty. A cloth to cover herself was a treasure and a spot to rest overnight was a palace to her. She was dismayed at her state and always questioned God about her existence. Her one unanswered question was "Why did you create me if I were to live my life like a wretched?"

God looked at her and smiled. 

Elina was walking across the street on a cold windy evening. She was looking for a place to stay. Each day was becoming a struggle for her. The fear of the cold and uncertainty of future haunted her. She managed to find a place near a tree. She noticed a huge mansion beside the lane. She watched carefully. There lived a long and curly haired young woman. Her face was like an innocent dove. Her name was Laura and was a descendant of a millionaire. Elina thought to herself "Look at that girl, she is so pretty and owns everything on this earth. God, why are you unjust?" 

God looked at her and smiled. 

She walked towards another place since she couldn't bear the pain. She walked and was tired and troubled. Suddenly a limousine pulled out before her. A woman decked in vanity stepped out of it. She blew a cigar and walked towards the pharmacist. Elina saw and was disappointed again. She asked "Why she has the expensive car and luxurious life? All I have is nothing." 

God looked at her and smiled.

Elina kept walking and stopped near a shop to find some food. She was watching from the corner of the door to the expensive cuisine if she could get any food waste to feed herself. She saw a man there who was eating meat balls. Elina felt upset again and questioned God "Why is he so lucky? He gets to eat everything but not me." 

God looked at her and smiled.

Each day misery was her comfort, tears became her food and fear was her clothing. One day Elina died of certain ailment. She went to heaven. God welcomed her to his lap. Elina asked him " Dear God, why did you give me a life of misery and sorrows? 

God smiled again and He said "There are many people on the earth who have many things still they compare themselves to everyone else and question me. The pretty girl whom you saw in the mansion, I made her the most beautiful woman but she never revered me. She still complained about everything else. She committed suicide last week. The rich woman you saw, I gave her all the wealth and fame on the earth but she never thanked me. She was obsessed for  money. Her greed and selfishness made her a retard and a drug addict. The man you saw in the food bar, I blessed him with all good things. He had all kinds of cuisine of the world. He travelled across the countries enjoying and eating. But he was never grateful and satisfied. He died at the young age of 32 due to cardiac arrest.

Comparing ourself to this world will never make us happy. Be content in what you have. We never realize the importance of what we have unless we lose it. 

I am good for nothing?

Life has this weird way of teaching us how good we can be in many things! Sometimes when we feel that we have everything and that we are on top of the world, we just realize that suddenly we are empty. We have nothing. We are just good for nothing. Suddenly we see people accusing us, criticizing us, mocking at us. We witness people moving on a higher position than us. Everything is beyond our control. We don't want to live anymore with so many failures. We just think of quitting this game. But in midst of all these things we forget about the good times we had. 

We forget all those good things that God bestowed upon us though we were undeserving and unworthy of. This life is not a mere accident. It is a gift of God. What if we were never born into this world? Where we would have been? Somewhere in the void? It is complicated to understand these mysteries but we can be sure of one thing and that is if we have this life as a gift, we need to open this gift and enjoy it to the full. We read that time can heal the pain. It is all a matter of time. If we never questioned God for the good times how can we question during our bad times ? Living through them is the perfect way out. HOPE is the word that keep us going. Hard trials and turbulence are just to sharpen us and make us stronger. God will not give us pain more than that we can bear. Best days are yet to come. 

In my potter’s house

It was a thought provoking question when he asked me if I am still clay. I thought for a while and realized that yes! I have been residing in my potter’s house since years, but I am still just clay. I always wanted to become a beautiful pot but I was never submissive to my potter, my master. Because being clay I was merry-making, tranquil, trouble-free, painless and easy-going. Though I didn’t look beautiful, it didn’t matter to me much, since I never contemplated my appearance.  So I wanted to remain clay forever and enjoy my life.

One day my potter bought an hourglass and he placed it beside me. I looked into it carefully. And what I saw was my own reflection. I was aghast. I waited for the sand to quickly trickle down so that I would hide myself from this sickening reality.  I cried to my potter, “Why have you kept me in your house? I am such awful looking clay”. Potter told me “Many times I tried to make you good-looking but you were not ready to face any pains, so I did not hurt you” Inquisitively I asked my potter “what do I need to do to become beautiful?” He explained me with composure,

“Dear clay, you are presently in an unrefined form, this is how I picked you from the earth. Several were waiting to be taken but I chose you because I had a purpose for you. You need to be shaped. Once you are molded I shall give you the desired form which will best suit you. You may disagree to the stature I give you, it may not be looking fine in your sight but trust me you will look stupendous in my sight.  Once you are ready in appearance I shall heat you in the inferno upside down to strengthen the cores. I know this will be really tortuous for you to withstand but trust me I will not lead you through anything that you cannot put up with. Once you pass the test of fire I will keep you aside to cool down. I will give you all the rest you need. And when I see that my pot has become strong from inside I will paint you with marvelous colors of life.  Each time I look at you my heart shall brim over with delight.  I will feel proud at my masterpiece.  People will adore my creation.  And you will be called beautiful. Those who see you shall venerate your creator. And thus my purpose shall be fulfilled “

I looked at my potter with tears rolling down, because I knew if I wanted to be beautiful I will have to pass through this test of fire, more precisely the trials and sufferings. But he made me comprehend the depth of his love for me. I trusted him that he shall be with me through every phase of these trials. From the conception he will mold me to perfection and not abscond. His plans for me are incredible. I decided at once to endure the entire affliction with patience. I decided I shall no more be called clay. I decided to be willing to submit. I shall be called beautiful. His own masterpiece.

When Life stops Smiling At You

Many a time we are left in a situation where we have to make a decision. A really tough one!  We make a decision and regret it. After all the decision was ours right? So what’s the point crying over the split milk? Last night I was watching Little Manhattan. If a ten year old can have so many perspectives of life, what is stopping us from enjoying life the way it is. We prefer being an abject rather than ameliorating our situations. Sometimes we have no clue how things change in and around us. Moments of mirth, moments of joy fade in a blink of an eye. And there you are, all set for the raging battle of your lifetime. Certainly it’s not easy to cope up with life when it treats you with failures, bruises, wounds and heartaches. But it happens to everyone. We crib as if we are the only sufferers in this whole wide world. Some are just good at hiding it. But everybody is in pain. It is abstruse to comprehend the protocol of life. Mostly we end up hurting ourselves because we carry a chimera(fancy) of things that are pure fallacies. It’s better to think logically about things around you. Coherent thoughts and desires will harm you less. It’s good to be a narcissist sometimes and falling into complacency if it can make you feel better. The view of this 19 year old isn’t going to make any discrepancy to the myriad of astute people out there. I agree there’s a long way to go for me. See more of this world. But this is a big world so neither I want to limit my thoughts nor limit my words. So what I am trying to convey is, there is much more out there…more imperative things. It’s all about setting your priorities and focusing on your target. For instance, getting through 686 pages of Norman Lewis overnight is quiet a herculean task. But hey! the struggles are never going to cease but neither should your endeavors. No matter if Life has stopped smiling at you the way it did before but now it’s your turn to smile back at it…:) :) So stop pampering your wounds and go get a life for yourself!!  #HEaDfOrABliSSfulLiFE

Story of the unborn

Doctor looked close to the screen and exclaimed, it's a girl. Oh well that's me, My mother was excited at this news. I could sense her heart leaping with joy. This journey was about to begin. I felt wonderful budding in the warmth of her womb. She seemed really joyful and so was I. The thought of being caressed by her, being in her lovely arms, being lavished by her love, was ecstatic. I was desperately waiting to see her pretty face. I assured myself that she will be my love at first sight. I felt secure, loved and blessed. And then I silently anticipated the man whom she was going to introduce me to. Every daughter’s first hero, my daddy. I could hardly wait for the surprises my parents would have prepared for me.  

I weaved a colorful picture of my future. In this picture, my parents looked to be really proud of me. We shared the sorrows, we shared the laughter. We shared everything, together. We were tied in the bond of love. Our family was an example to many.  We had good understanding. They brought me up in love and in perfect submission. They adorned me with every good thing on this earth.  They had done many things for me despite their struggle for survival. Each grey hair on them reminded me of my advancing responsibilities. I was highly educated, working harder to live up to their expectations. I secured an excellent post. My first paycheck, I handed it to my father. He hugged me and proudly stated “She is my daughter!” I was an independent woman. They chose a groom for me. I was still obedient. More responsibilities flooded in. But I was becoming strong each day. I had many roles to play now, a caring mother, noble wife, responsible daughter, efficient worker and much more. I never gave up. My family was my priority, always. I battled hard, compromising in every situation, never thinking about myself; I was on the winning side. Against all the odds I stood by their side. Each day, I took utmost care of them.  My parents blessed me and said “we are proud of having a daughter like you”. They made me realize that I was the future of this world. I became a woman who lived up-to the society and family's expectations, I was a role model for generations to come. They enabled and educated me to stand firm as a voice of liberty and equality."

The picture was perfect. I smiled to myself anticipating my future. I curled up in my mother’s womb cozily and I waited desperately to come into this world.

Few days later...

  
I was innocently counting the number of birthdays and presents to come. I looked around. I sensed something wrong in the aura. Their expressions were not at all comforting. Everything was different to what I had conceived in my mind about this world. May be they were upset. Suddenly someone whispered “Her father will have more liabilities with a burden to raise a GIRL”. 

I found myself in a very uncomfortable place. It did not have the warmth of my mother. It was a sickening place. A gem from future was lost. As I struggled for my last breath in this discriminating society, my dreams shattered into pieces.  #BanAbortion #empowerwomen #Iamagirl