Distance love

“Distance Relationships”

They are just too much to handle.. actually they are quite interesting you have always a new topic to fight on. The main element in every relationship is trust. It is easy to trust when a person is in front of you, when you can keep a watch on the activity of your partner and when you can observe that person on your own. But when it comes to distance relationship it’s like walking on a sharp edged sword. You are 24×7 wearing a blindfold and walking on a narrow road with dungeon on both sides. If a single glitch enters than it becomes even more challenging. Sometimes after one bad experience a perpetual fear develops that this distance might bring that person close to someone’s else physical presence. And this fear always maintains a constant cold war between the two hearts. The best part of these wars is that they always end on a good note by increasing the love between them. Every fight gives them reason to love each other more and more. The justifications reassure them that they are still madly in love with each other. They never leave each other even after all these incessantly occurring fights thus making their bond more and more strong. They cross all the hurdles together as in these relationships there are thousands of people who are ready to stand as a hurdle between them. At times these wars are just for fun because you want to hear those loving words from your partner, you want him to pamper you, to caress you, to shower his ceaseless love…..


Where are we heading towards..

After a while life becomes a real challenge. Everyday you have new hurdles in front of you. It gets difficult to get satisfied with what you have. Some say that satisfaction means death but I think that people have taken it way too seriously, this is having deleterious effect on the lives of people. Even after working for day and night no one is happy. It has become almost impossible to stay content. The billionaires are also in the same race of running incessantly behind money, but where is the time to enjoy this acquisition. We get so busy that we never really enjoy what we have achieved so far, we have forgotten to cherish our earlier much desired achievements. This has also become the leading cause of depression. Happiness has faded away and people have become mere hands working day and night. The irony is that they say they are working for better future but the stress never let them enjoy that so called future. Everyone is getting trapped in this never ending vicious cycle. Nearly 90% people are unaware of their real selves. They are what people around them wanted them to be, to fit in their frames. Just a piece of paper is running the whole world…


Cup of tea

Though just a cup but it possess the power to captivate my attention and carry me to a different world. A world full of cherishable memories. This is my Nani maa’s(grand mother) cup. She has gone to reside in heaven now but has left ample of things for me to ponder upon. In my childhood, I used to hate tea. A lot of people tried to develop my taste buds for tea but all their efforts went in vain. My grand ma was very fond of tea. She used to drink around 5 cups of tea a day. Their was some magic in her hands. She could make anything much much tastier as the main ingredient in everything was, her love beyond any measures. I used to be a short time lover of tea i.e. only when I used to go to her house in summer vacations. I don’t know how she prepared that tea but I have failed to make that tea even under her guidance. We used to ask her to prepare tea masala for us all but never succeeded in bringing that taste.

This is the cup in which she used to give me tea. Today drinking tea in this cup made me relive all the memories. Body of a person fades away but we can find their soul in each and everything related to them. This is the reason why I love storing even the broken artefacts and such small things. I miss her a lot but I have lots of memories to keep me content.


Countering the exploitation

This all started four months back. I was very excited to start my job as I am fond of teaching. I commenced working as an IELTS trainer. I was super excited. On the very first day half of my excitement got ruined because the truth unraveled itself in front of me. I learnt why people run behind government jobs and maintain distance from private jobs. I felt as if someone has robbed me of my freedom. the robbery didn’t stop here. Slowly and slowly I felt as if I am getting deprived of one thing or the other. After two months I was robbed of my freedom, my voice, my excitement, my smile and of the carefree child inside me. I felt as if I have killed someone and am imprisoned harshly for it. The other two months burned me like the fire of hell. I was not able to voice my anguish. I realized one more thing that people let these inhumans to rule and exploit themselves. Whenever I tried to raise my voice I was stifled as the others were not willing to get their freedom back. By the end I felt I deserve this punishment because I have allowed someone to kill myself so I am equally responsible. This guilt feeling of murder gave me encouragement to cease this rule with consent. Finally, I won this battle with a little courage. If I can, everyone can. Please don’t let someone to kill that child inside you. No human is so great to rule you. #raiseyourvoice



Very easily we say things in this epoch. It just came to my mind we let people rule us with our own consent because we don’t have time to think. We know politicians are wrong and various other fields incorporate corrupt people but do we really have time to untangle how they are able to do this to us. It’s all because they have given us money, religion, television, social media, smart phones and so on to keep us occupied and in the meantime through all these apparatuses they make us follow them. Till the time we have all this we won’t be able to get anything right. This hegemony is really appalling.


Sometimes this loneliness stifles me. No one loves me more than this loneliness. It leaves me alone nowhere. From the morning to the night to my dreams it follows me everywhere. Even while being busy with my work for the entire day this loneliness leaves no space to breathe. Sometimes I want to be alone away from this loneliness but it feels as if loneliness has entangled me with its unbreakable threads. It feels as if these threads are stiffing there grasp day by day. Every passing day this loneliness is taking my identity.


A word without sound

How difficult it still is to say the word vagina publically, for woman in this epoch too. There are innumerable women who haven’t articulated the world in their entire lives. Why is it so that men can proudly flaunt about their penis but while saying or hearing the word vagina everyone gets uncomfortable. Even the worse, a girl even can’t say the word vagina in front of the other girl whether she be her sister, mother or friend. The word vagina is substituted by, there or down there. Every part of female genitalia become down there or there. We never hear the word clitoris being introduced to us by mother or teachers. It takes so many years for a woman to know that such a part exists in her own body. This is really strange. The reason is that it has no other function than to give pleasure. If such organ was there in male body there’s no doubt how much it would have been heard about. The irony is men know more about women’s body than majority of the women do.

Do you think that we have really eradicated all the barriers of inequality??