Counting My Blessings : Part 2

   And I'm back...

     God added more days to my life, means more time to count my endless blessings.

     Here I go.....

1. I am grateful for my brain that has helped me understand everything I needed to.

2. I am grateful for my education through the best schools of the city.

3. I am grateful for my teachers in my primary and secondary school. I can never repay them enough for what they have taught me. They have made me this beautiful person that I am today.

4. I am grateful for the water, a sip of which I am going to have now as a water break.

5. I am grateful that I can afford bottles to hold my drinking water in them.

6. I am thankful for my ears that can listen to all the lovely sounds in the world, for eg., the crowing of the cocks in my neighborhood, the song, "Janam Janam", being played by the house just next to room's window, etc.

7. I am grateful that my parents let me and are still allowing me to study.

8. I am grateful for a functioning nose that can smell all the yummy tastes from my yummy dishes.

9. I am happy for my cozy bed.

10. I feel relieved that there are curtains in my room, that I can draw anytime that I need a me time.

     Okay! That's it for today and I never thought I could actually come up with enough blessings to fill two blogs. Well! I hope there's more and I shall bring more blogs to you!

     Till then, take care and count your blessings!

     Love!

Part 1

13 Reasons Why

     So, I have watched 13 Reasons Why-Season 1, twice now.

     And I still think that most people don't need a "Bryce" problem to take the step that Hannah took.

     Most people don't have a Bryce in their lives and still they give up.

     The biggest reasons why Hannah killed herself are Jessica and Alex. They were her friends in the new place. They let petty jealousy and lust to come in between their friendship.

     Friends as such break our confidence and desire to live, especially when we are from a middle class background. 

     My friend, who is preparing for the UPSC CSE exam, saw a video and told me about it. The trainer in her video spoke how to actually clear difficult examinations, parents need to not burden their wards with their problems.

     Haa! Good one. 

     That is what my parents do on a daily basis, sometimes, more than once in a day. They even ask me to fight with the other parent to prove they are right.

     Just recently, maybe 2 or 3 days back, I woke up to my parents fighting and my father brought the fight to my room. First, he just sat on my bed, while my mother was standing just inside the door and they were shouting at each other. Soon, my father started involving me in a fight I knew nothing about and my mother followed the lead, both wanting me to speak against the other parent.

     Actually, when my father involved me in the fight, I was shocked because usually, it is my mother's favorite job.

     Then there is Mr. Potter of the show. He is practically everyone I ever opened up to. My friends have a habit of scolding me for not sharing about my life to them, but when I do, they don't believe me.

     The ones who do believe that I ain't lying, they think I am saying such things about my life because I misunderstood.

     And you know, Mr. Potter was the last blow on the nail. 

     But don't worry, I won't take the step, Hannah took.

Being Used

     Being used: has been a constant in my life.

     Whether it had been school or college, undergraduation or post-graduation, I have always been used by my fellow students and seniors, as well as by juniors too.

     I am in PG, currently. And there is this passed out, 2 to 3 years senior, who asked me for help for her improvement examination, which I did. I helped her with everything she needed, question papers and I even gave her my two notebooks of notes, which she had said she would return the day after her exam.

     But on the day of returning, she calls me and says that she needs my notes for some more work and she will return later. And now, it has been 2 months, and I still don't have my notes back. 

     Understand the scenario here. When she had come to take the notes, I even made sure to make her comfortable and meet where she wants to, even though it was a bit difficult for me to reach there.

     And now, to return my notes to me, she wants me to do her another favor and take her notes from our teacher, even though she will visit the college for her certificates, but I don't have to go to college as my classes are currently off.

     I don't understand such people. They always use people and then throw them away, and the go on and cry that other people misuse them. She herself has so often complained to me about her own classmates who were very "selfish", in her words. Then why is she acting selfish herself now?

     I just hope to finally meet people someday, who actually bring just love to the table, and no hidden ulterior motives. I want to one day go to a place where there is just love, support, respect and community spirit all around.

The Maroon Umbrella : A Cry to a Father from His Younger Daughter

It was a maroon umbrella;

that was nowhere to be found.

And my father claimed it was taken by me and lost.

Truth?

I, never, even for once, had used the umbrella.

But father claimed it was me. That I lost it. My mother, who loves blaming me for her problems, absent mindedly said that I have never used the umbrella;

But,

My father was adamant, that I caused this mishap. After a short argument between my parents, even my mother was shocked by my father's determination to convict me.

And,

I was in the neighboring room, being able to hear everything.

And can you guess what I did after that?

     Went about my day like nothing had ever happened.

Just another Tuesday!

Well, don't worry! It wasn't the first time my father hit the table claiming I did something I had no idea about and definitely, not the first time my pretending like I heard nothing.

     Don't we all do that? I mean my friends do that all the time. I share my problems to them and they say that I have no real problem at all, like they didn't hear what I just said.

Counting My Blessings : Part 1

They say it helps, so, here I am trying.

     They say, "Count your blessings to feel better. Show gratitude.". So, I am starting this new blog series, "Counting My blessings", where I'll write 10 things I am grateful for in each blog, hopefully, not repeating any. This is the first one and here I go.

1. I am grateful for my life.

2. I am grateful that I am 24 years old and still alive and breathing.

3. I am healthy.

4. I am happy that I have a full functional body.

5. I am grateful that I have eyes to see the world.

6. I am grateful to have ears that help me listen to music, that I love so much.

7. I am grateful that I have strong teeth that help me eat anything I want.

8. I am grateful for me legs that help me go anywhere I want to and can.

9. I am grateful for my hands that allows me to hold this phone.

10. I am grateful for my fingers that are typing into this blog, everything I am thinking.

     I know I kept it a bit general and easy. It's the first blog and I wanted to keep it light Moreover, we are often so busy by the other, more complicated life problems, that we forget about the smaller things. But I happen to be a Mathematics student and Math says that life is all about balance. So, I keep this series balanced as long as I can and hope to delve into deeper blessings slowly too. 

     See you again in my next blog. Till then, take care, my sunflowers!🌻

P. S., I write blogs because I am a very lonely person. If you are reading this blog, either write a comment or send me an email. I shall reply as soon as possible.