Counting My Blessings : Part 4

My college opened after vacation today and I might not be able to post anything for some time now.

So, before going, I am adding another article to our series, "Counting My Blessings!".

Yes! Our, because these aren't just mine, but your blessings too.

Let's proceed(speaking like my standard 9, English teacher).

1. I am grateful that I have received a second chance at life and am continuing my education again.

2. I am grateful that my parents and sister are alive and healthy.

3. I am grateful for my English education that is helping me to write this blog.

4. I am grateful for the Blogger application and in general, for Google, because it gave me a platform to share my views and feelings.

5. I am grateful for Pallavi who has been a shining spiritual light in my life, especially lately.

6. I am grateful for Priya who has promised to teach me how to ride a cycle and a scooty.

7. I am grateful for Ankita, MSc-Mathematics student from RU, who sent me some previous year question papers today.

8. I am grateful that God always forgives my mistakes and keeps giving me second chances, even though I keep messing up.

9. I am grateful for Deepa Di who has helped me a lot in my M.Sc Journey.

10. I am grateful that I have a working conscience that helps me to do the correct thing most of the time.

These blessings are a tad different from the previous ones and I hope, you guys are also counting your blessings.

I want to conclude with, "Have courage and be kind."

Counting My Blessings : Part 3

     After a few difficult days, where I made a few mistakes, I am back with the third part of Counting My Blessings.

1. I am grateful for my knowledge of right against wrong.

2. I am grateful that I am always trying to improve.

(Whoever put these traits in my nature, did me a great favour.)

3. I am grateful for my backbone that helps me sit straight.

4. I am grateful for my clothes that help me cover my body and the warmer clothes that I wear in winters.

5. I am grateful for my parents who protect me against all hardships of the world.

6. I am grateful that I have roof above my head.

7. I am grateful for my sister who has helped me a lot throughout my life. She has helped me in my studies, my projects and once saved me from my mother's anger. She even bought me a laptop, my wireless earphones and is now buying me a phone.

(Thank you, Sisi!) 

8. I am grateful for the stole(dupatta) my sister gifted me today.

9. I am grateful for my birthday that makes me the happiest person on this planet.

10. I am grateful for being able to write this blog.

     While writing this part, I had the feeling that most people would find these blessings silly. But that's the point, well, not to find me silly, but that there are so many smaller blessings in our lives, that make life easier for us but we totally ignore them. The sun, the moon and being alive are all our blessings. 

     They Sun is everyone's. Not like just the rich can afford it. That's what we, the not so privileged, have to remind ourselves, on a daily basis.

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.