DEAR DIARY,

This one’s for me , this one’s for you . Lets keep it to ourselves. . .

DIARY ENTRY – 01

I frequently do amble here and there. No, well that’s not my hobby but actually my habit . .  Few days back, I visited my dance class, for the sole reason that I really like the energy, positivism and power everyone puts up there. I just sit there and see the tiny tots shouting and dancing and falling and practicing. One can hardly believe the way they respect their teacher’s pedagogy. . But during my last visit, I witnessed something extraordinary.

The dance teacher was in highest of his energy level and the buffer was cracking the windows with the music  “ banno tera swagger “. Everybody was trying so hard to match with the teacher as if they would get cursed if they don’t do so. Amidst all these, I saw a pretty little bud disturbing a well-focused lady after every 4 mins. She would stand up, take her bottle in her small hands and murmed in the least audible voice “ mumma chalo, mumma ghar, mumma gammi, “  with all that force and aggression her mumma was putting, I saw her reacting in just the opposite manner. She took her bottle, placed it where it was, took her princess in hands and said “ bas five mins, mumma turant chalegi “ and I saw the cutest little creature reacting in the most sensible manner possible but again after  few minutes, I could see her childhood returning and again she would re-enact the whole story. Every time she went to her mom, I saw her mom reacting with the same patience she had shown the very first time. Every single “ mumma “ was responded with a “ ha beta, mumma bas chalne hi wali “ and she would again continue with her swagger. I dint see her ignoring her daughter and neither did I see her losing her focus from the dance.

I don’t know her personally but that lady taught me a very important lesson. It’s not only the situations who define what are we going to do. Destiny leaves some of the part for us .

We end up our lives with more of excuses in our bag than the actual achievements. “ ye nahi kar pae, wo hi ho paya, time nahi tha, mann nhi tha “   Bas ho gaya yaar. How many more lies and to whom ? One day when you will introspect yourself , your inner self will not accept your excuses you have made over the years. Nobody will serve you the things you want. Nobody will be answerable or responsible. It’s YOU. It’s only you who know what you exactly want and to get that you will have to work. There are certain  things we can’t fight back (AGREED) but does it mean we should leave even the things we can handle ?  You can’t stop a rain , right ? But the least you can do is ENJOY. Yes , let it pour man , just let it go. In worst of the cases, find a shelter, make yourself safe. Do something to GET something.

If one of your student is letting you down, this doesn’t means your whole class will under-perform. There are some problems is everyone’s life that is reluctant to any solution but letting it grow over you or managing it with all your will is what depends on you.

Just be honest to yourself for a moment and answer this “ What if I had not made those excuses and worked even harder ?  What if I had tried to curb the problems myself ?  What if I had taken a firm step instead of wasting time ? “ . . Don’t let this  “WHAT IF” eat your whole life. Nobody wants to live a life full of guilt.

Reduce the count of excuses. Try man ,TRY . So that 20 years down the line when you look at yourself, you don’t repent. You will either succeed or fail but atleast you will not blame yourself. You will hold no grudges against you and what you will get is an incomparable feeling of pride, Pride of being “YOU”, pride of following “YOU”, pride of standing up for “YOU”. . . .

IT’S YOUR LIFE , TAKE THE CHARGE. . . MAKE IT LARGE ! ! !