When we learn to accept ourselves the way we are,
Half of our battles,
Yes! half of them,
have we already won…
I am perched upon the edge of a brittle branch
holding on to it as long as I can
waiting for a brisk autumnal breeze
to pluck and carry me away,
away from my little abode…
And I’m afraid of this wave of change
Of what it will bring to a delicate thing like me
Ambiguity surrounds me
as I twist and twirl
and make several turns,
cross endless boundaries
and swing to and fro
to finally rest on the ground…
And there I found
many more like me
lying there lifeless
wanting to explore
but waiting for a push…
But then, I was airlifted
the sun glowing through my translucence
not blinding me with its brightness
but adding to my undiscovered glimmer
I found myself at a height,
I doubted I could ever reach
that those who dare to fly
can only achieve…
Alas! the moment didn’t last long
as I glided off towards the world beneath,
twisting and twirling again
But now I wasn’t afraid
Cause’ I have seen the ‘lift’
and I have seen the ‘glide’
And I have seen the spiritless
and I dared to take a chance
I dared to be different…
I looked out of the window
The sky always made me smile
I grew up admiring the luminescence of the stars; the sobriety of the moon
The gravity of the moon attracted me; and the twinkling of the stars…
As if called me to a new and curious realm
Still undiscovered, still unexplored
My life was up there
As I wanted to touch the glittering sky…
It was not that easy
The workout was herculean
100 push-ups; 100 crunches; 100 sit-ups
And a 100 degree-s of qualification
is not enough
It requires confidence, courage and self-motivation
Of which all I was still lacking
So I closed my eyes;
Searched my heart
And finally found the brighter side…
I remember the pats on my back
when I completed my first task at NASA
And of course, the conventional remarks of society
which tried to pull back a star
rising and shooting with aspirations.
So, I pulled forward, pulled and pulled
And broke myself of the chains
that held me in bondage.
Now, here I am
Standing at the base of a space shuttle
Which reads, “COLUMBIA”
Wearing a bulky and bright orange space suit
Smiling at the cameras
And making headlines before I
finally touch the sky…
First woman of Indian origin,
Kalpana Chawla, I am
to live my dreams
finally touch the sky…
People who ask me, why I shine
To them I answer
That, I glow because the desire to achieve kindles determination in me…
Yes! It’s the desire and potential that we, hold within us
That can make us reach tremendous heights
It requires a little spark of empowerment
And you will be left wondering
about what we can achieve.
Clouds came in my life
with rain and thunder then;
now they add hues to my sky
of hope and happiness…
I stepped into the metal container
And saw a dream come true
Of a million small girls
Who dreamt like me
I realized I was a star.
And with my own light
I was illuminating the path
Of a million small girls
Who dreamt like me…
The poem is written in first person to make women realize that they could be the protagonist. Every woman can be Kalpana Chawla; successful, independent and the idol of remembrance and inspiration till posterity.
We seemed to be lost in defining and re-defining our identity and status in this huge world. But what about those who are actually lost, and struggle everyday to make a living? Lifting others with ourselves; and realizing our collective identity is important to bring a change.
We have recently been into some social work, though I don’t like putting it forward as “work”. We have really mixed in with these three young sisters, who we teach with so much passion and hope.
These three have taught me how to shake it off and LIVE when things are not in favor; smile everyday like never before; challenge the people who think you are less and walk with dignity wherever you go.
The three of them always greet me every morning with a pleasant “Good morning, Didi” which by magic, drives away all my stress and makes the start of my day all the more cheery.
Two days ago, we celebrated the birthday on one of these girls. We did cake cutting, put on some music and had a mighty energetic dance followed by a tired bunch of us. French fries, juices, pizzas, etc had really satiated our hunger.
After few days, when I asked the eldest one what she wanted to become when she grows up, the reply was touching. It left me pondering.
She said, “I want to be like Ma’am (My Mom). Yes! I want to become a teacher. She has taught us passionately and taken so much pain and effort to get us admitted in a school. I have full gratitude for her and that being inspired by her; when I grow up, I would like to help others the way she helped us…”
Analyzing the reply, I realized that how one humanitarian act leads to another; how one moral value inculcated in a person leads to virtue and optimism in and around; how a leader can actually inspire and influence the world…
The world really needs good people who can lead; lead to a greater, habitable and morally invincible society…Let’s try to be one.
Neither an orator, nor a speaker. A man does not always need to socialize to lead a happy and cheerful life. This is where an extraordinary mind of an ordinary introvert sets in as an ideal example.
An introvert should not be confused as a shy person; he uses his oratory skills wisely by responding only when required. He neither pours out his words like torrential rainfall, nor does he keep himself in isolation or is deserted.
Introverts are more focused and determined. Therefore, their productivity is higher than that of a normal or talkative person.
Scientific research has proven that people who talk less, often have vivid imagination and creative minds along with prodigious problem solving capacity.
An introvert has the power or ability to think out of the box and generally, expresses himself through writing, art or music. This quality of his sets him apart from others. His method of expression does not go useless either, instead it captures the attention of many and recognized by the society as ‘masterpiece’.
Albert Einstein, Rosa Parks, Bill Gates, Sir Isaac Newton, Mark Zuckerberg…
Yes! All of them are some of the most famous introverts of the world; and they have made history; they have done what nobody else did before…
Introverts are self-sufficient and independent people. They make, create and destroy their life all by themselves. If nobody is there to hold their hand, they walk by themselves. They have peace of mind and solitude, which is why, they don’t pick up fights or quarrel with anybody often.
They have a mechanism of their own- own joy, own sorrow, own ways, own rules and nobody to blame.
People think that as they do not share their emotions verbally, they might be very weak, broken or gullible, but actually its otherwise. Introverts are emotionally and mentally very strong people because they have learnt self-control and tolerance. They have real sharp minds as they are observant and perceive everything that goes around them. These are the real intelligent and clever people who notice all the little things and have studied life more deeply than the rest of the world. They are actually, a treatise on the philosophy of the living world.
It is no doubt, that I am proud to be an introvert; and love to express myself and my perspectives through writings and art. I am pretty happy with the success I have achieved till date and continue to strive for perfection.
No introvert should consider himself as inferior or disconnected from the outer world. Because you are a really precious and exquisite gem for the world. The world needs peace; the world needs introverts.
“No one can beat an introvert, if he is determined and holds a strong will power to make his own way through the crowd with courage”
Start each day with a grateful heart…
This picture reflects such a strong message. It calms the ever-chattering mind and gives so much peace and solace; pacifies the soul and fills it with sobriety. The trees swaying with the wind convey that sometimes we must let go of things which disturb our inner peace. At certain times, we must refrain from being a rebel and just go with the flow. We will definitely alleviate; time heals the pain of grief. We just need to synchronize with it and let ourselves loose; not bonding with the complexity.
Another message is that, people who are great and noble-minded do not show off their worth or rank. They are humble and can easily bend, for good and betterment. Just like those tall trees who bow without shame, while the short ones are as stiff as pole, desperately trying to make themselves more conspicuous. People who are for-bearing and forgiving do not have to grasp attention, their deeds and righteousness is evident.
Have a nice day 😊
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite days of the year because it reminds us to give thanks and to count our blessings. Suddenly, so many things become so little when we realize how blessed and lucky we are.
I am thankful for…
And the counting goes on…
~~”Start each day with a grateful heart”~~
There was something not quite right about the window. The iron pane was rusting and the glass was cracked. It’s arch looked like the curve of a sad face. It’s appearance was such that, it seemed that the window was hiding some mystery.
I took four steps and heard a creaking sound beneath me. The house was old and full of secrets. I touched the cold iron frame of the window with sweaty fingers and suddenly, felt a change come over my body. It was weird as I could not feel the ground underneath me. It was a zero gravity moment and all I could see around me were big stars- blue and shimmery but with a peculiar haunt.
I twirled and somersaulted everywhere, to eventually, bang into a hard surface. After gaining my consciousness I rose my eyes to see a big tunnel just lying ahead of me.
Bounded by curiosity and fear, I stepped inside. It was a dark and dingy place. I started walking, and walked for hours- the tunnel didn’t seem to end!
Now, I became anxious…Where would the tunnel lead me ? What am I going to face ? – the wrath of nature or ghostly ghosts ?
Lost in these thoughts of mine I apparently came across a fork in the road. Two roads diverged before me. I was confused as the paths were full of ambiguity. The feeling of utter dejection and dismay became stronger in me. The signboard on one read, “Sugar Coated Lies” and the other was just the opposite- ” The Dark and Blunt Truth”. I was in sheer dilemma. Which one was I supposed to choose ?
After much thought I set my foot on the latter, neglecting the consequences of my decision. Having traveled this far, I wanted to raise the curtain off all the mysteries; I wanted the truth – and just the blunt truth.