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But only if we learn to Shuffle.

The same old playlist I have been listening to The same old songs I have been enjoying, true! Got bored, got irritated Thought to switch 'N make a new list; But I stopped at Shuffle A feature I never used but time to get it screwed; I put it on With the same old list With the same old songs And believe me, my dear! It worked wonder! With the unexpected I enjoyed better ; Came to think  Life is also an old playlist With the same old routine With the same old twists No turns are new nor any dish special to chew! But only if we Shuffle it and then press Play in it and then pause for a moment, we might get the same routine but with unexpected beauty! Days will be brighter and nights will be shinier But only if we learn to Shuffle and then play the playlist; Stop fretting over! Pause peering over! Just stay back and relax Chill and have a crack Of life or a joke may be, but just stay back! Get that hammock If you need it to be; Tryin' to outrun life I don't say is very wise; I…

Respect others' time.

In my view, time is not money. It possesses a greater worth instead. When utilized with skill and efficiency, a lot positive can be done just in an hour but if not treated well, hours can drain in futility. That is why probably, everyone says, respect your time.

And I might dare to add - As well as others'! Time does not run differently for different people. It runs on the same wheels for every one of us. It is the track that we create for it and then it runs its course differently. For me, time is timeless, nothing can match its power, capability and healing essence. So I dutifully respect my time but when others do not, it hurts. If you have made a promise for a meeting, movie, studies, shopping, workshops, classes etc. to someone else, please appear on time. People do not have extra minutes to spare just because you are low in communications or helplessly ignorant. Emergencies can also be shared if not right away but surely after a short while. But make it a point to not to br…

Follow your dreams!

Do you follow like this? I do...:)

Tremors stronger than any earthquake.

A few days ago when I was working on my story in my writer's nest, I heard a child's cry. It was sudden and a very unusual cry. I stopped typing for a second thinking it might belong to my wing but when the heart-wrenching sound continued, I had to stop writing completely. By now I was sure the cry did not belong to my community. It looked as if someone was beating a boy kid mercilessly and he had got nothing but to cry and bawl in return. It was coming from some house very nearby. I saved my document and ventured to the balcony to see where the commotion was coming from. I observed it came from a house almost adjacent to our society boundary. I sighed because the child's cry was too much to bear. Usually nothing can make me move when I am at work, absolutely nothing (except a natural disaster) but that gut wrenching sound bore stronger tremors than any earthquake.

I wrapped a shawl around me and went downstairs. I moved along the house to confirm again. I heard the same …

I want you to know by Selena Gomez.

Sharing a song that I enjoy very much. Be its Selena's sensuous voice, music, lyrics or the feelings encapsulated underneath them, all of it is capable enough to bring a dull moment alive. Listen and enjoy! 

In the oyster of night.

In the oyster of night lay pearls of hopes and dreams; they twinkle they shine they look divine and I gaze at them with open eyes; Yet it's not the shine that catches my eyes it's also not the shell that lures my attention it's rather the darkness of night the kohl of skies that gets me stumbled and stupefied; How wonderful it'd be to get lost in the arms of such night? What fun it'd be to wander from one to another star-light? I wonder as I surrender; So what are you waiting for? come let's go! let's weave a magic show let's dive into its intensity and prosper under its beating glow.

                                                                                - Priyanka Baranwal

My Book Day.

Today was considerably a different day for me. No. I did not turn into a super model this morning. Still a simple girl with big dreams. I had been reading a novel since last few days. This morning, it came to an end. The way it breathed its last was a bit unexpected but enjoyable. A smile wretched onto my face after reading it. Any book lover knows that books tend to fly you high with different imaginations and beautiful intriguing characters. The same happened with me. I was reading Tonight and Always by Nora Roberts. Story is not much of an extra-ordinary read (a simple movie like plot) but the way Roberts had ended felt good.

Somehow after finishing it, I was pleased and decided to spend whole day doing nothing but just reading. I even created a writer's spot at my home to please my reader self. Have a look. Then I spent the rest of the day reading different novels. It felt so good that I called the day My Book Day; a day when I can do nothing except reading my favorite author…

Forgive when you are ready. If not then don't.

I just logged into my email account and found a mail from a motivational website covering this - Why to forgive people you hate the most. You can click to squeeze some sanity, only if you prefer.

Admit it! We all have either one or a bunch of people whom we truly hate from the bottom core of our hearts. And it doesn't come any easy to just forgive and move past them. Reminding myself to act sane and being human, I clicked on the link just to see whether the reasons covered on the website could purely justify my own. Some of them did for sure. For example - forgive for peace of mind, better health, because you are better and all that similar stuff. I agree! Forgiving someone of their misdeeds does bring a hell lot of peace to the mind, relives stress and thus, resulting into a good health.

But again, it is easier said than done. Some bruises stay exposed and keep scathing themselves as time ticks by. It does not matter how much time has lapsed since they have come into existence. …

Dear mom and dad.

Mom and Dad, you both are the reason I'm so strong,
With you two steering the way, nothing could go wrong.
Thank you both for always being there,
And showing me that you care.
Words can never explain how I feel about you,
But I hope you know that I truly miss you two!

I am a little low key on health note right now. This noon after lunch and embedded with seclusion, I rocked myself on the swing thinking about old childhood days when my father used to surprise me with different games and dolls during the bouts of my sicknesses. I loved him! for being so thoughtful. Mummy, as usual, cooked food suited best to my ill status to which I always grunted. Grandmother was doubly nice. I used to snuggle next to her and she always talked ever so softly with me. I was her favorite grand child (let me boast a little. It feels good). Today I miss them so very much. I just can't say it at times.
I think 'bout those days. Where they have gone? And why? Even if I can get them back right now, I w…

You can not own the world.

Apart from my swing and the balcony in my house, I love the terrace of my building. It is conjoined with the rest three blocks and makes up for a big uninterrupted space. I love it! Where the rest of the world go downstairs and chat, I prefer to run to my self-declared castle of freedom and do things that I intricately like, like drinking my tea, listening to music and reading my books. The absolute silence and hovering beautiful sky make up for two perfect companions. Yeah! I am a person totally unfit to this world :)

But this evening, my castle was raided and I sat helpless while reading my novel. There were a few people standing at a good distance from me. They appeared to be involved in what seemed like a fun conversation but with every raised pitch, I grimaced nonetheless I was down looking at my novel. With their fun unclear chattering, it was a little difficult to rather concentrate on reading but I kept my head digging deep between the pages though. Sometimes you feel you do …

Why should boys have all the...burden?!

As I sip my green tea, here is the post which was supposed to be written last month (August) but as time gets ticked, I tend to get lazier and lazier. Thinking it's never too late, let me pen the thought here finally.

Well, in August fell Rakshabandhan (an Indian occasion where sisters tie rakhi on their brothers' wrists. This is done in an attempt to receive protection and forever love from brothers but these days, expensive gifts come along too. BTW, I too received such a gift and that is why, I love my little brother more now *wink*). Me and my best friend were discussing this ritual. She has two little daughters and a very cute ones on that note. I asked her whether her daughters miss for not having a brother. Her reply amused me and altered my perspective regarding the occasion altogether.

"I don't believe in a shit that for protection and love, a brother is required. A sister can provide it too. I make both of my daughters tie rakhi on each other's wrists a…

The unnamed story.

This story I read somewhere and think it's worth sharing.
"My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted…