My mind goes totally blank when the quote “life is beautiful “comes to my mind. And yes this quote is not pretty obvious as it seems. If one tries to analyze it with common thoughts, as I am going to do now, it will seem that the person who has written this line must have been in hurry. Now without wasting any time let’s begin with some of my points which will illuminate this quote with a monochromatic source of light.
I have been studying electrical engineering since three years. When I started with my engineering, my hopes were high. I’ve lived a colorful college life of college in my dreams during my struggling time of engineering preparation. When I finally reached the college I found it to be most boring place at least my last place was far better. I spent two and half years here and nothing interesting has happened so far. Attending lectures and hectic test has left nothing to enjoy. Poor performance in semester exams adds to the pressure which we face for the worsening condition of placement. Okay let’s not blame everything to the luck and leave the hard word need to attain success. So considering this as a struggling period let’s assume that the beautiful part of life will come after this and finding it in place like college is a foolish idea.
Now let’s get out of this professional life and get a bit personal. I have managed to get a girlfriend for myself. Being honest I have tried my level best to enjoy the love life as I have thought of. I applied all the quote to live a lovely love life. Whenever needed, I used quotes which I framed. I wrote love letters and dedicated stories for her to enjoy the classical feeling of love. I tried out to enjoy the modern feeling as well. Did things from staying awake all night and talking to study together for hours during exams; from not talking for months when she went home to starting the conversation when she got angry. Everything I did no matter how joy-giving to heart-breaking, I believed that love will give the most wonderful experience of life. I pushed the swing when you wanted to feel the breeze. I have just started to believe on the quote that life is beautiful that suddenly my love story came to an end in a way I never wanted it to. I cried as you went away. Tears came out from eyes and pain was felt in the heart. Sleepless night was now different and lonely. But I still want to not let my faith break from this quote. This love life which we lived together was built with honesty and dedication. The feeling of parting away is painful but I don’t want to lose hope. Now let’s take another point to prove my thought.
A few months back, I spent my most happy and peaceful time with my parrot. I fed grains and fruits. Every morning started with him and every evening I went to the parrot to say goodnight. He became my favorite companion. Days went like this and life seemed to be beautiful but one day parrot was missing from its cage. I thought that he enjoyed the time we spent together but after he went away I realized that it was only me who was enjoying and not the parrot. The caged life wanted to enjoy freedom which might give him much more pleasure. A joy which compensated my care an emotions for him. The day the parrot went away leaving me alone was very heartbreaking. I can still feel the pain within which no way tells me to believe that life is beautiful.
I am sorry friends. I am emotionally not in a position to give you points which will give you inspiration to believe that life is beautiful. As I wrote this passage directly from within on my computer. And my heart is shaken remembering all this.
With love and friendship, Rahul.
IN COMMENTS I EXPECT ALL THE READERS TO PUT THEIR VIEWS AS TO THEM WHY LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL ? WITH YOUR COMMENTS THIS POST WILL BECOME COMPLETE AND A BIT OF INSPIRATION WILL BE ADDED TO IT.
Heavy rainfall surrounded the house. Windows opened and closed with the wind. Mary was tired as she was busy completing her novel since three continuous day and was feeling stressed. She was also unhappy due to the broken up relationship with John. She was starving and was too lazy to cook her food.
John was a working personnel at a software firm in his city. He is a jolly man always cheering and laughing. He is genius and hardworking man. Top among his colleagues and no one can turn him down but unhappy face of his love. He too was bonded with Mary but her sadness has devastated him totally.
One rainy night when John was too drunken to control himself has somehow managed to reach Mary’s home. He fell down there, over the stone tiles, unconscious.
rain night (Photo credit: plus45)
Dogs barking out loud and Mary’s eyes filled with tears and was lost in her thoughts. She was laying on her bed constantly looking the wall clock, unseeing everything. Tears from her eyes rolled over her chicks. Sudden ticking of the wall clock waked her up from her thoughts and she noticed dogs barking outside her house.
She rushed to the window on the first floor and tried to look outside. John was immersed in water and his black jacket further made it difficult for Mary to identify him [dogs still barking and rain continued to sink him further]. She shut the window panes and moved to her bed. She tried to sleep but a fear surrounded her constantly. After three days of continuous tiring work she wasn’t feeling sleepy. Thoughts of John haunted him and doesn’t let her sleep.
Downstairs in the garden John was unconsciously lying over the floor and water was filling in his body. Chilled rain water was cooling everything down. It slowed down his heartbeat. Slowly heartbeats of John was weakening …
Birds (Photo credit: Kenny Teo (zoompict))
The bluish evening sky, which I see from my house is reddish at the horizons. These red parts of the sky which we see every morning and evening are just for us to believe that the sun rises from east and sets in the west. We humane are observers. We look for trail behind every story. We observe things and we try to relate the phenomenon from what we have learned so far. We seek friends because we are afraid of loneliness. Whatever we know today is a story we’ve heard, from someone whom we trust.
Yesterday evening I saw small birds have crowded the sky. They were shifting to north. First when I saw them all I see was small birds going round and round in pairs. But whatever conclusions which I made about them, proved wrong, the longer I observed them. They moved in the most random and unpredictable fashion. They didn’t go round and round like eagles. They didn’t traveled in pairs like parrots neither they fled in phase like some small birds do.
They were the most random and alone though they never lived alone. Each one of them was flying the sky like they have reached the heaven. In places like heaven even people don’t need someone to enjoy with them. Everyone takes the pleasure themselves. Same thing the birds were doing here. Enjoying the cool air above the ground or the beauty beneath the sky? Whatever it may be but one thing which is strange and different is the sky is nothing new to them. Throughout their lives they sky is the ground to play. So how or why did they enjoyed this everyday thing so merrily, so lonely.
Bird – Seagull enjoying the sunset (Photo credit: blmiers2)
Definitely they have learned something which we lag. They can live with unity and love. They also enjoy his companion. But they have learned how to live alone and happy. Humans don’t know this. They always require a friend. Humans change them when they need others. But every time they need one. But when it comes to enjoy the greatest pleasure they do it alone. Think what the greatest pleasure of life is?
- Little Bird (danycesta.wordpress.com)
- If you were a leaf and you were falling… (awriterscreativenotes.wordpress.com)
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14:46:22 Thursday, November 7, 2013
YOJANA AND KURUKSHETRA
After lot of planning and research I finally made demand draft to subscribe two magazine each for two years, Yojana and Kurukshetra. After a lot of rounds to post office in search of postal order of 180 rupees each, which I finally didn’t get, I made my mind to go for DD method. I rushed to bank early morning keeping in mind that I need to become a I.A.S, I was in great energy. Bank staffs there asked me about these magazines as they knew that these are used for civil services. I told them that I was in third year of my engineering and I was preparing for civil services. For a moment, looking at the two staffs the way they were looking at me and asking various questions about my profile, I got the feeling of how important and respect worthy is this exam. Mere preparation has started giving me respect. I was feeling glad about my decision to join civil services. But then I also got the feeling that if someone wanted to check out my depth of knowledge then I would feel very embarrassing as I didn’t know much, much in the sense how much a civil service aspirant should know. Then I collected my D.D. slip the bank and proceeded to the printing shop. After taking out the print out I came back home. I’m going to post it tomorrow. In my Journey back to home I made a commitment that from today on and for every coming day till I become successful in my attempt to join civil service, I will work hard.
truly speaking these magazine are really never interesting. I’ve got a opportunity to read one when I purchased it from a magazine stall in Jamshedpur, during my PLC Classes at IDTR Jsr. But however boring it may seem as I have chosen my destiny I have to look for interest in it. It was an issue on ALL INDIA RADIO, Vivid Bharti, etc. Today I made a note out of Pratiyogita Darpan (PD) and saved it in my computer. But then the thought comes to my mind that there is no easy way or shortcut to success. I am trying to work hard but the habit of easy life has made me lazy. I very easily feel tired and feel sleepy too soon. Last night also the same thing happened. I opened my Electrical Machine book and after reading 2-3 pages I started feeling sleepy. I thought that I’ll read it after some time, first lets take some rest and when I woke up it was early morning. My semester exams are on head, they are starting this December. I still have 9-10 days left in home and each day I plan to cover up my syllabus but every time half-hearted attempts made me fail. Lets see what happens today. I hope that I would have something good to tell about my progress.
Today my plans are to cover up targeted topics on Electrical machine and power system for my semester exams. These two subjects are most difficult, as I personally feel. I also think that how I’d deal with Electrical as my optional subject.
Memories are slipping,
and what is gripping is worries.
Worries which are worthless;
The memories which were there,
deep in my heart; good memories.
now it pierce, as the love is gone.
But the beach wave has taught me,
it takes away something;
It gifts something when it returns.
In return it has given me Bee.
My love, from deep inside the ocean,
deeper(my love) than the ocean.
by_ Rahul Ranjan
In a place where every face is new,
every eye has a question,
every step taken alone is uncomfortable,
introduction is the key
to every bit of closeness…
but, this is momentary and formal.
I’ve found a face;
which has a smiling invitation for me.
This smile is a friends smile.
I find a closeness in it.
I can feel an intimacy for my heart.
It seems a loving invitation, unending.
In that crowd when i look at her,
she is the most beautiful;
I’ve ever seen.
For a moment my heart connected like,
everything else was out of focus.
I forgot why I was here?
But then a question arise,
in my mind who is she?
How did my heart accepted her from rest?
She didn’t match in my past.
So why i feel her familiar?
you made my journey easy but…
Left my memories shaken.
The deeper is the base of a river, the lesser noise it makes.
Even a skilled player won’t be praised if he doesn’t show his skills.
1-31 is the Novel writing month. Isn’t it interesting? I’m am going to participate in this and what about you ?
http//:nanowrimo.org is its website, if anyone might have missed this information.
Well as I’m an absolute novice in this field and writing 50000 in a month is a big deal but still I want to have a try afterall it doesn take anything or any money just you need to spent some time.
What I’m thinking of is to write a novel on my past life… Lesions I’ve learnt. Something about the beginning of a love story and something about the breaking up feeling.
This is entirely a new project and this time i really want to give a try. If any of you fellow blogger are also interested is is already in this writing challenge then please inform. Its better to travel a journey with a company… But still walking alone also doesn’t means that you won’t reach your goal.
RAIN OF LOVE :
An Unputdownable love
which born in my heart
beauty and peace
provoked The wind to blow
which blew away THE WALLS
which fenced my heart,
from love, which i developed.
WATER ON FIRE :
But those wind merely,
blew away the wall;
inside lived the same heart,
sensitive and weak,
with wounds un-healed.
In pieces I am
finding happiness in ashes.
written with a feeling to not fall in love again.
12:15pm, Wed 09-10-2013 @ Nursing home
today my stiches were removed after seven days of precautions and trouble. Actually I’ve gone through an operations this vacation when I’m home for Durga Puja.
Its 12:58am, Thu 10-10-2013 now and i was listening songs of Aashique 2 thinking that slowly i will be in sleeping state. But then i thought of writing about my feelings. Although after coming back from Hospital I was not feeling so well and pain kept troubling me throughout the day. After taking medicine I’m feeling good. Thanks to that Doctor who has taken me out of troubles and worries. Cutting of stitches were really painful, i was feeling salty. But then i thought of the day of operation when the pain was much greater, they have treated me on general anesthesia. So i could feel what was happening and also the pain. So i told my self that I’m a strong boy and told myself to bear the pain as a strong boy. And I was successful. Now I’m feeling sleepy.
Okay good night friends!