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Crazy...Who me?...I'm crazy as hell and I like it....

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Thinking about life in a different angle? Good...Some day or the other we all had to. It's only that now we exactly start working upon it. Things in life, after a point of time, are never what they were used to be some weird years ago. This realization came to me recently. This is a good realization cause if it happened any later, I would've end up thinking that I'm some kind of a fool who didn't think on the same lines earlier.

God, my crazy life. has shown me some very strange things. I sometimes sit back and think. Oh wow!!! My life was seriously a roller-coaster ride filled with the most crazy shit that I could ever go through. Multiple failed attempts at love and relationships, changing so many jobs, not being able to manage my finances well, drinking to the point of crazy where even the word crazy gets afraid and bows down. I mean, I've been through horrid shit and still I'm standing. Well, who would've thought of doing some shit crazy as I have done.…

Retrospection

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Hello everyone. Today that I have decided to blog, let's talk a little bit about retrospection. Retrospection as per the dictionary means memory for experiences that are past. Yes, this is sort of true. In my case, I have a different retrospection to share with all of you.

Let's begin by taking you back to day one of a student's college life. A very innocent person comes from a distant land and lands up in this place to do his masters. Fine enough, good, enjoyable. Little did he realizes that what a fool he is. Fool because he doesn't understand the meaning of the word masters. Masters does not mean gaining mastery over one thing, it means acquiring mastery over all the aspects of management. Great, its good. Life starts for him in a theater of a class with a million odd students whom he doesn't in any form seem to know. He tries to grasp the teachings of the professors and one mishap by mistake seems to happen, he is caught sleeping in class. Then he i…

Bad memories

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Yup, its a very long time since I last blogged. I know, I am being pompous about it, but I don't have any other way out. Okay, let's start with defining what are bad memories. The dictionary meaning of bad memories is some bad remembrances from the past which haunt you in the present and will tend to haunt you in the time to come. These are things which in any form will create problems in the long run, as they will make you feel guilty, scared, ashamed of yourself, you will dislike it, no matter what may come.

Such is my case. After two long pathetic years of my life I come to the assumption that bad memories are a part of my life. I have made them come by way of my misdeeds or foolishness. I never wanted such bad memories, but the time and situation made things pathetic for me. I still remember the first day of my college when I came into this so called beautiful place, met new people, mingled with them, picked up good and bad habits, which have changed me. I regret the fact…

Seeing through the fog

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Its been a long time since I last blogged. In all this while, I was thinking about myself, my life, a little more on my aims and objectives of life, and then I realized something. Well, I realized that my life seemed to be a path full of fog, a fog of just problems and difficulties. Nothing was visible through this fog, it was just plain thick fog. And then,I tried to see through this fog. At this point, you all may think that I'm a fool, a stupid person who is trying to see through this fog, as nothing is visible through the fog. But, I tried to see through this fog and found out that this fog had been created by me. This fog, which comprised of all my problems, were created by me, and the difficulties, which made this path even more hazy, were what I thought to be difficulties, when it wasn't so. Thus, as I started to see through this fog, I could slowly find out the aim of my life, find solutions to all my problems and difficulties, and could make a clear picture of the pa…

What is Life?

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I've always wondered as to what exactly is life? We live, we laugh, see others, cry when sad, keep growing day by day, sleep, wake up, forget, see people dying in front of us, and many other strange things which seem to happen in front of us. Is this what we call life? No, my views differ. Many years of research went into this field of study, yet what we get in return is strange. We still are clueless and are quite confused. Therefore, I am very tempted to ask my dear readers and critics, "What exactly is LIFE?" Confused, no answers, good show. Really a good show big time!

          This is quite natural. No wonders. Life is but the energy within us, a very deep, dark, unknown, unfathomable core where lies a light which has the immense potential of destroying all the darkness present in the human hearts. If this light by any means fades away, Partially or maybe fully, I'll say that maybe we are ill,. On the other hand, if it gets extinguished, then maybe I will be v…

Of deception regarding perfection and my take on it . . . .

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Well, I've always kept thinking and my deep thoughts have led me to conclude one thing that I'm always full of deception just because of the simple fact that I think I'm 100 per cent perfect when I still am not one myself. I'm not so sure about my perfection but maybe my peers or my seniors still have the authority to decide on the level of perfection I possess. Say, for instance, I am considering my parents and teachers as well as my friends who are the best judges when it comes to deciding my level of perfection. They study my behavior, gestures and other aspects of my character that determine the level of perfection I possess. Their suggestions and continuous criticisms have made me what I am today. I feel that their sense of judgement can play a very important role in helping me decide the level of perfection I possess because I think if it was not for their judgements, I would have still had tend to think that I am totally perfect when I'm still not. Now comi…

Why is life so weird and pathetic?

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For the past few days, I was thinking why is life so strange, why is it so pathetic and thus, came a strange realization. I realized that yes life is strange, it always turns pathetic the least when you want it not to be. It was just last year when I joined IBA. Strangely, it was an awesome time I had. All but fun and enjoyment. New friend and a nice environment and on top of that a good number of seniors who were like a family for us. I really got used to being with my friends, but more that that seniors. But now, as they are leaving us the element of fun seems to have been curtailed. The hostel has turned silent. I'm not going to hear their voices in our hostel again. The liveliness, the fun and the good times we had with them just vanishes. This silence is really hurting. I feel sad and lonely again, though I'm having my friends here. They always keep telling me that this is life, it always has been and get used to it, but still my heart fails to accept the fact this is how…