And so i Thought and Said

I just did something worse enough to make my mother cry, when she discussed the same with me, I hardly had tears in my eyes that she hugged me back and it was back to normal again. Mothers, I do not know what they are made of and honestly, this blog will not be one of my best because the topic am touching, well none can put it in words. It will be all so generalised even though I will share my experiences alone, but then I guess thats what mothers are, all so same but unique in their own ways. As a kid, I remember her teaching me ABC, i wonder how much of patience she had to keep teaching when the results would have obviously taken so many months to show. Also, the birthday party; she used to make all those decorations and the usp used to be the decorated " chaadar " she used to make all by herself. The mothers know everything right and in my experience, they are always right ( My mom is always right I do not know how but she always is) . They understand us the best but

I had been talking to a friend one day when suddenly the topic came, he isn't interested for he does not reply to my whatsapp jokes, atleast he can reply with a smiley if not more. Shocked, perplexed or whatever, I was exactly the same; how could whatsapp define someone's emotions for you? Well, this being just one of the many similar conversations I have had, not to deny the fact that I myself have been a victim to something similar. The pictures and posts on Facebook and the number of likes on them. Though very awkward to say but yes, many times I have felt low because of not getting so many likes on an allegedly beautiful picture of mine, many or rather most of the times, my posts do not get the much deserved response as compared to the poorly written verse that am sure no one would ever rate as good. Am giving my example because this is the closest I have got to this, but its not about me alone. Many of us must be thinking secretly that its their story too. And for the

It really happens sometimes that we are so stressed that there seems to be no way out. Every word seems to be a sarcasm and every action taken leads to frustration. Almost each and everyone of us must have faced it some day or the other, little do we realise that most of this is self induced . Obviously turning away your face from it is not the solution. Ignore and move on cannot be followed always because sometimes other people's action defines your success. No one wants to be bashed for what the other person did. But then, such is life dearies! Anyways, coming back to self induced, yeah it is; hard to believe but true. I can say this because I passed through a similar situation too for some times. Then one day I realised that the major cause of my stress was jealousy. Agreed there was nothing I could do to help it but then it was affecting me alone. And so I devised some of these strategies to give it back. Since its all in mind, lets give it back to them in mind. So here w