Posted in the introvert's voice

The disappearing Line

Lately, I am discovering few changes in me. Good or bad, right or wrong, on my way to self development or destruction I am unsure of.

One of them is the disappearing line between the right and the wrong.

Oh yes, the line between the right and wrong is blurred day by day.

May be I am not clear in my thoughts you might think

or may be I am not mature enough to differentiate

or may be I have not experienced the real world

Whatever you think, please give me a chance to explain before you form your opinion.

So when ever someone is like..

How can he/she do that?

At this point of time, he/she should not have done that.

He has done so much for her, she could atleast do this.

blah blah blah..

At that instant I feel like shutting them up cause

1. What is our role in their life?

2. Are we supposed to uplift them from their misery or add to their misery.

3. Do we have a clear picture of their situation?

4. Who are we to decide what is best for them?

5. Do we understand the intensity of the situation they are in?

6. Is it wrong to think about the security of your own future?

7. Who gave us the right to be the judge of their situation?

8. Are you willing to set things right and be by their side all the time?

Mind it,

It is easy to blame others and pinpoint their mistakes unless you are in their shoes.

Understand that everyone has their own reason, past, fear for the actions they take and the decisions they make.

The society will come, blame and go. Then the person is left all alone. When you cannot be present by their side in their time of grief, you have no right to judge the actions they take to secure their future.

Try looking at the picture from the victims point of view before crowning them as wrong, then may be we can see that what is wrong for us is actually right.

After all, the definitions of right and wrong is purely subjective, based on the individuals opinion and also defined by the Society.

Please do not fall in the trap, be kind and not judgemental.

Posted in Life thoughts

Choice – is difficult

“TO BE OR NOT TO BE”

Sometime you really wish you had no choices.

Believe me choices are never easy..

Even choosing the right clothes to wear every morning seems difficult then how can we expect life to offer us easy choices..

What do you do when you have to make a difficult choice???

1) At first place everyone tries to avoid the situation that forces them to make a choice..

2) Ask your friends /family to make a choice for you..

3) worry too much about the consequences of the choice made..

4) Blame yourself/others/God for the consequences for putting you in such situation..

5) Overthinking and overanalyzing..

What you forget to do while making a choice???

1) Accept that life is not always easy..

2) Consider your priorities and happiness instead of asking others..

3) There is no point in worrying when the choice is based on your happiness..

4) Everyone is fighting their own battle, you are not alone. Blaming is just an excuse for the weak..

5) Thinking and analyzing is necessary but anything in excess is poisonous. Keep a check..

Whatever you choose will generate a new sequence of actions..

No decision is wrong..

The consequences that are against your don’t mean they are wrong..

Not everything you plan is foolproof..

Make the best out of the choices made..

Consider your happiness ,passion and dreams because nothing is worth if you are not happy.. ☺️

And nothing is wrong when you are happy.. ☺️

Posted in the introvert's voice

Kaira loves paa.. ❤️

Kaira and her father are two different personalities. Both love each other a lot but are indifferent. Both shy away from expressing love for each other. She knows that her father loves her very much but her father thinks she hates him because when opinions differ, she always reacts in a way that makes him feel so. She fails to make him understand what she feels and what she means. But KAIRA TOO LOVES HER DAD..

Her favourite childhood pic is the one that her dad got clicked in the studio for the first time..

Her favorite nick name is the one that her dad calls her however funny it sounds..

Her most valued pic is the first pic in which both were clicked together, although inches apart..

Her most valued gift is the red belt watch her father got for her..

Her best movie times are when her father accompanied..

Her favorite novel is the one that describes the unconditional love of a father and a daughter..

Her favorite routine is waking up to her fathers laughing sound..

Love stories do not make her cry but the scenes involving father daughter love do..

Kaira loves her paa as much as she loves her maa.. ❤️