Definition of “Life”…

Life…….The union of the soul and body; also, the duration of their union; sometimes, the deathless quality or existence of the soul; as, man is a creature having an immortal life...

     

Its just dictionary bullshit…. The actual life is never what we want it to be…. Its filled with surprises…. Every step you take… you will be surprised and think… “hey!! I didn’t want it to be like this…”… yes.. either it will be beyond your expectations… or it wont even be close to it!!! … yes friends…. This is my “definition of life”….

Why can’t life be the way want it…. At least sometimes….Why is that life is so unfair?... Why is it that things don't always go the way you planned, or ever?... You think that you've got everything, the perfect education and job…. the greatest of friends and love… and then one thing after another constantly goes wrong…. Every time you turn around something is always holding you back from accomplishing your dreams. Of course the major factor is always “money”….. You want to take risks to try to get ahead but… it seems like whatever they are… there is always some drawback…. You try to make money on your own terms and that blows up in your face…. you feel alone almost always… and… you want to cry all the time. You can't go around burdening everyone else with your problems…. because 80% of people in this world is dealing with the same shit.

If you weren't born with a silver spoon in your mouth your pretty much screwed!!!! I can't stand it when some 18-19 year old idiot working as a tuition teacher…. Though they don’t need to work extra hours after studies and stuff.. coz they don’t need to meet any ends… But the question is… why do they do it???

I also started doing it after I went to college… its coz most people there flaunt about their dad’s money and the deals their dad’s make everyday…. The talk in lakhs …. N not just hundreds…. They never think before buying anything…. Not about money at least…. Because they don’t need to…. They have credit cards…. All they have to do is… take it out from their wallet… give it to transfer the money…. And if they have money… its not just a hundred bucks….. its thousands of bucks….

Its not always about money…. Sometimes its about how you feel…. How people feel about you…. Its really heartbreaking when close ones go… its even more heartbreaking when ur best friends break your heart and leave you…. Or even they betray your trust…. Then you feel like going back to those times and correcting your mistakes about making friends….

Fear comes in your heart… it resides their…. Every time you want to make friends… you fear… I know and I can talk about such stuff….coz its all about me that am talking out here… when your boyfriend leaves you to suffer alone…it hurts… but when your childhood friends leave you to suffer alone, face everything alone…. Trust me.. it hurts even more…. It hurts so much that you feel a lump stuck to your throat and you can barely breathe….

Sometimes I feel what if things were different…. What if things weren’t so bad as they are now…. Then what would have it been like… but then I face the facts…. It’s a total pointless shit to think about the past which hurts me so much…. So I close that door….. you know… how much you tell people (who are concerned about you) that you have forgotten everything and you have moved on…. Can you say the same thing to yourself… to your heart??? Have you actually forgotten and moved on??? The answer will be NO… it has to be… think about it… everything we do…or which we did… in life is interconnected… you can never erase one portion of your life and move to another…. Whatever happens has some impact on our heart and mind (better or worst) for which we can never forget the moments… the days… or even the years…. So what I do is… think about the mistakes I did… correct them… and move forward with those events…. Its not in my power to delete any moment from my life….

People say that “School life is the most happiest days of your life”… but in my case it was always different… coz… I was always quite and alone… helpful and different… people used to seek help… get it and then kick my ass and go…. I was always used and bullied…. But I never complained…. Was scared to go to school…. But I never told my parents about anything…. Everyday I used to go to school and used to beg to God that nothing bad happens…. I used to pray every morning I got up that I don’t have to listen to all the jeers of the seniors and also the juniors just coz m different and I never said anything to anybody….. I should have… but could never do it…. Even I still can’t…. makes me cry…. World is really cruel….

I really don’t understand the world…. Really I cant…. When you want to stand for yourself… people will say that you are cruel…. You talk shit….you don’t care about anyone’s feeling…. And when you don’t people will just take advantage of you….

Is this what we call life???? I mean if it is…. Its just so vague…. So frustrating sometimes….

Anyways.. wrote a lot…. Hope you are not borred!!!!

$anchaRi…

Signing off….

Emptiness.... by Rohan Rathore...

Ho love of mine
With a song and a wine
You're harsh and divine
Like truths and a lie

But the tale ends not here
I have nothing to fear
For my love is hell of giving and hold on

And the bright emptiness
In a room full of it
Is a cruel mistress
Woah oh!
I feel this unrest
That nest all hollowness
For I have nowhere to go in the cold

And I feel so lonely
There's a better place than this
Emptiness

And I'm so lonely
There's a better place than this

Emptiness, Yeaheaeah!

Tune mere jaana
Kabhi nahi jaana
Ishq mera, Dard mera, Haaye!

Tune mere jaana
Kabhi nahi jaana
Ishq mera, dard mera

Aashiq tera
Bhid me khoya rehta hai, Jaane Jahaan
Poocho to itna kehta hai

That I feel so lonely
There's a better place than this
Emptiness

And I'm so lonely
There's a better place than this
Emptiness, Yeaheaeah!

My Speech On Child Labour....

WHO amongst you here wants to have children in the future? I know this question comes to you early but there are no right and wrong answers here. I, too, want to have sons and daughters in the future. I want them to enjoy all the simplest, craziest and funniest things a child can enjoy – for instances, to play, to learn and to sing– like I did when I was young.

However, coming from a developing country myself, I know that not all children achieved these “hopes” of mine. Imagine your younger brothers and/or sisters, cousins, relatives, friends and even yourself at circumstances like washing clothes at the road side, washing dishes in shops and lastly polish shoes or even begging on the road side.

It’s refreshing to know that a huge number of children are going back to being, well, “children”. However, the first step we can do to help eliminate child labor is to be aware of it and its causes, effects and some of the organizations we can join in the future.

WHEN I was as small, I went to school, play with other kids, and enjoy life as it is. I didn’t need to think about our family problems or to work, except for house chores. I hate them. Anyway, when I saw these children while coming to college selling flowers or polishing shoes or begging or washing utensils and serving tea or food in any shop, I realized how fortunate I am that my parents allowed me to play and study. I was literally surprised rather the best word would be shocked. We, children, are supposed to be the future of this world.

Now, so what is this “CHILD LABOUR”? Child Laborers are any worker aged less than fifteen years who lack access to education or are involved in hazardous or heavy work

Let me tell you a few examples, there are children (girls and boys) who happen to be the eldest of their poor family and so they have to work for their family leaving their education, fun, and what we call as “life” in our language. Instead of worrying about their arithmetic assignments or the stages of growth of a butterfly, they have to think about their food and the debts she had to pay. They become responsible of their and their family’s lives.

According to anti-slavery.org, 60% of child workers carrying out work for their families are unpaid.

Another cause of child labor are the immoral employers who, to avoid spending more money, takes children as employees. After all, they believe that the children are faster and cheaper; in addition, they are young. Other causes of child labor are inadequate school facilities, not enough resources for family’s basic needs, and any sudden events like an illness, loss of a job and a natural disaster. Discrimination on grounds including gender, race or religion also plays its part in why some children work.

As of now, there are many government and non government organizations that are aiming to helping children. Some of them are Free the Children, Anti-Slavery Child Labor program, International Labor Organization or ILO, United Nations Children’s Fund or UNICEF and World Vision.

These organizations help raise money to pay the family’s debts and send these children to schools. Some have programs and volunteers around the world; some even in INDIA.

TEN years to twenty years from now, who knows, the world will be welcoming our children. In time we will reflect upon this day and tell ourselves, “I want the best of the world for my child.” Sounds like our Mommy or Daddy, right? We’ll know, but right now, let us face this bigger question: Are we willing to give them, our children, the life they deserve? If yes, let us start now. Close your eyes. See the wider road and take chances. Can you see the children laughing like there’s no tomorrow? Now open your eyes… and welcome to the future.

Thank you for being patient and reading.

$AncHaRi….

Signing off…

To My Dearest Diary....

Dearest diary…

Hey frndz.... u ol must b thinkin y i gav such a title..... as ths is nt a diary.....

actually its just dat... i write my diary a lot.... so i just wanna share a few thoughts with u ppl....

many diary'z are finished by now... abt 6...... bt still... i keep on wrytn.....how often I have written those words in joy, anger, frustration, fear, disappointment, scratched out my emotions on page after page filling several notebooks through the years.  All my hopes and dreams, shining or tarnished were written down on sometimes tear splattered pages...my life as I saw it...all those yesterdays..... i keep reading n re-reding those old diaryz....  sum pages make me laugh.... maybe becoz its an incident of happiness n a joke craked or a prank played..... or sum incident wch made me happy in the previos dayz.... or maybe its just another incident of my stupidity.... an incident wch aftr reading made me think... OH GOD... HOW STUPID WAS THAT.... I WAS SO SO SO STUPID.... I DID THIS??? HUH!!!!! :P

Then there are things wch make me cry.... it takes me to those dayz....when i had to go through those pangs.... maybe brkupz in frndshipz.... misundrstandings among frndz.... or family probz.... or brkupz of relations.....

Bt wen i think of it as a whole.... i come to one conclusion... its that.....Oh how times have changed, I've changed, grown, become smarter and wiser and a much happier me through the years... 

sum of the pages hav ink sketches.... sum hav scratches..... sum hav just bullshit writtn....

sum hav diffrnt handwrytnz... wch make undrstand wethr i was happy or sad at that moment.... 

its so diffrnt to read my heart... my soul out on just mere pages.... its like how i think... how i carry out ....

my emotions, BOLD PRINT , so emphatic, yet a few lines do seem somewhat sage , full of wisdom from doing deep thinking.... a lot...  expressing just what I was feeling , finding hope even in tarnished dreams… Me holding on tight to the future ,  me wishing for good things in life , me dealing with stress and with strife , me writing God, notes in my notebooks , at times when I couldn’t formally pray (though at times i say i dnt bliv in GOD) , me pouring my heart out to HIM , written on a tear splattered page..... 

but now.... as i see... my thinking has changed... i hav bcum mature.... hav bcum happy...

it actually feels good to read n re-read  those pages.... <3 <3 <3 get to knw my strong ponts n week.... ^_^

Dnt knw how much i wl b able to share wid u all... bt i wl try to write as much as possible abt all my feelingz.... 

With Loadz of love...

$anChaRi...

signing off!!!