Friday, 24 January 2020

The Breaking of India!

Anha, a Muslim girl of standard three, got teased by her friends, she used to play with once, for being a Muslim, amidst CAA protests. 
In case, you think this is made up, let me tell you, the characters mentioned above, are not characters at all. Completely based on real life.
 
But she is just in class 3. In just a decade, she would forget this small incident. As then India would be burning and there would be blood and dead bodies everywhere.

I have a few friends(Oh! Hindu friends), who had been warning me that the present government wants to establish a Hindu Rashtra. I, being a Kattar Hindu, know that my religion has nothing to do with any politics of any sort. But people follow Lord Ram less and Modi-Shah more. And so, I ignored my friends warnings too.

People think that they live in Lord Ram's Bharat or Prithvi Raj Chauhan's Bharat and they won't let Babur stay here. What they don't remember is that they are actually living in the India of SavitriBai Phule-Dalit, Subhas Chandra Bose-Secular, Bhagat Singh-Atheist, Rani LaxmiBai-Hindu, Khan Abdul Gaffar Khan-Muslim.

I am sorry, dear friends, that I failed you. I'm sorry that I am not in politics or Civil Services and so, probably can't make any difference in the present scenario. I am just a civillian who hopes and prays for the best. Protest? You mean the protests where the sellers of nation call you "anti-national" and "pros***"?

Let me share a funny point. All who are now condemning protests as it turned violent, don't realize the impending violence and bloodshed if Our Great Nation Continues on this path. Check 1947 partition history, if you don't trust me.

And so, Dear India, I end this piece from my heart, saying I am sorry, my Motherland, for I am just a peaceful child of yours who failed to save the other children.

Saturday, 22 June 2019

Why I shall never be successful.

Perks of being a middle-class brown girl, that too sensitive.

I shall never be successful. I can never become an entrepreneur, an actor, an architect, a brand ambassador or even an engineer or a doctor. I am a middle class Indian girl with highly educated, but conservative parents. Oh! And not to forget, hypocrites as well.

All I can ever be is a bank officer because that is "safe for girls".

To be successful, there are a few requirements. Firstly, you need to expand your horizon. But good sanskari girls must not stay away from home except for studies and must study only some general graduation course in a local college.

Secondly, to be successful, one needs to invest time in themselves. Four hours college, fours part-time job, two hours into daily chores, seven hours sleep, two hours homework, two hours family taunts("Doesn't help at a single task."), one hour of crying, one hour of putting yourself back together, two hours of "Beta! Just do this one thing for me.". Oh! That's twenty-five hours, but you get the point.

Third way to get successful or rich is to do investments.  The Rs.1500 of my part-time job pays for my college stationery, my internet pack and small perks to abate my depression waves.

So, here comes point number four.
MENTAL STATE
"There is nothing like depression. You are doing it purposely to get attention. You are doing it to trouble us." Like yes! I tried to suicide just to get your attention. But I don't blame my parents for their lack of knowledge about depression; my classmates, too, think depression is a game.

Now comes the last blow to a middle-class girl's dreams. We are not allowed to become what we want.
Can't be a doctor; too expensive course. Can't be an engineer; you can never crack JEE(Thanks, dad!). Can't be a professor; who's gonna pay for your masters? And after all this, I don't even dare to ask if I can join the film industry. Haha! Get that?
In short, we can be nothing except a bank officer because that is "safe for girls".

But now, you must be thinking why I don't fight for what I want. If you are really thinking so, you need to grow up and know how the world works. Exceptions are not Examples. There are even times when you ask for a laptop, a second-hand will do and the reply you get is,"Do you really need one?". The "really" changes everything.

Dear parents, a man doesn't REALLY need anything. One can survive on the minimum food, minimum water one gets. One can survive in the woods or the mountains. But surviving is not living. You got to let us live for once.

Have you read my "DEPRESSION DIARY"?

Saturday, 26 January 2019

Depression Diary!

 Beautiful Souls!

Firstly, if you are looking for a scientific analysis of depression and want tested and verified tips to cope up with it, this is not the blog you want...

But,
If you wanna read what resonates with your present feelings and wanna know how a completely drowned girl came out of the water, well, you have reached your destination...

So, let's start with how The Devil Depression begins...
It is the tension and the stress, or the work load and the sudden changes in life, or just the people, close to your heart, not realizing that you can feel too, that opens your mind's window to depression. It's their over-expectations and unrealistic demands that dial Depression's number.
Depression slowly creeps into your mind, first as frustation. Then it is the dire need of a complete break which you don't get, definitely. Then comes your declining performance and people's speculations of what's wrong with you. And then the final nail on the coffin of the peace of your mind, "It's all in your head." or like I got it, "You're doing this to gain attention."
Yeah, right! I want to suicide just to get your attention...

Soon, over a period of time, you forget that you can actually be happy. You think that you have never been good enough. You don't have a low confidence, you have a zero confidence. Your family gets irritated, your friends get bored. And then you realize that you are good for nothing and that your life is a burden on earth.
You suffocate; you wanna get out; you want people to know, understand and help you because you have tried and failed daily, for years, to come out of this quicksand called Depression.
Days, weeks, months, years; all the same.

You have a heartbeat, but you feel still. You want to get out and go to work, but you can't see why. Hopelessness was already there, now lack of purpose gets in. The stillness of your heart and mind tears your soul...
And congratulations! You have successfully achieved full depression.

Depression makes you feel worthless. But you know the best part? You are the sky. The clouds will come, but they can't stay forever. And I'll tell how mine left but in the next blog. I apologise...

Bye Sweethearts! Keep holding on. I am here for you.❤



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