I Am Sorry

I am sorry

And I've always been

For one thing or the other

I’m born into a world where I am constantly reminded

That I should be sorry and that I should not have it any other way

I am sorry because even though some people hate me

I do not hate them back

I am sorry because I feel only love can drive out hatred

I am sorry because no matter how hard I try to be the ideal child

They still find a speck of dust in the vast ocean that is my demeanor

I am sorry because no matter how much generous a human being I try to be

People don’t cease to zoom into the flaws

But despite of that I continue to believe in myself when no one else believes in me  

And trust me, I am sorry for that

The people who abandon me and choose to leave

Are like scars on my soul

With every second scar my skin grows rough and ugly

But this time if you choose to be one of those scars

I will still care and love, like always

And I am sorry for that

I love, and therefore I am

What is the essence of our transient being if we don’t feel the need to love?

I am sorry I theorize that we’re all broken into pieces and that only love can join us back

People continue to forego my love, but still I continue to love, and fiercely so,

With the sum of all my broken pieces

I’m really sorry I do

I have dreams. Indestructible dreams that won’t let me sleep.

Oh, but I’m not sorry this time.  Why?

Because when in the day I allow the world to slave me and my thoughts,

I wait for the dark. That is when my dreams breathe life into my scarred soul.

That is when I, and only I, have the key to my conviction.

That is when I can unapologetically hope for a better world

And I will not let you snatch away my hope and crumble my dreams

Even if I belong to this world, my dreams solely belong to me.

And mind you, I will never be sorry for that.

                                                   

Liebster Award

To start with, I must thank my friend and one of my favorite bloggers Vani Devraj for nominating me for the Liebster Award :) She blogs at Pearls Of Catharsis

For all of you who don't know what the award means, you can read the details in the image given below 

Questions I've been asked:

1. What is the last thing you ate?

- I'm just eating a burger while typing this. Big foodie I am yaa

2. The mystery behind your name? (Who kept it, meaning etc.)

- My mother kept my name. 'Ishita' apparently means superior and therefore it is a synonym for Hindu Goddess Durga. 

3. Any dream you remember? Then share it. :D

- I am an avid procrastinator so most of the time I'm sleeping and hence dreaming. I hope we could record our dreams and replay them because it's so difficult to remember them once you get up. So TBH, can't remember anything vividly to answer this :( 

4. Your ultimate aim in life? 

- In the words of John Lennon- to be happy. 

5. Has life given you lemons?

- *Burps* I guess that was the lemonade. 

6. Do you believe in ghosts?

- According to Newton, every action has an equal and opposite reaction. So since I believe in God, I do believe that there exists an opposite force but definitely not equal in power. Most of the time, the ghost resides in our very own soul and keeps haunting our desires. 

7. Are you creative? If yes then share your talent. :)

- I think creativity has more to do with the way your thought process functions rather than how good you are in an art, dance or writing as in my case. And in that matter, I can be sure to say that the rebel inside me does not let my thoughts be ordinary.

8. Name a book that changed your outlook towards life.

- It has to be Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom. He urgently needs to write more books! *Sigh*

9. How many true friends do you have?

- Around 5. 

10. Do you like me? ^_^

- I love you, Vani !

11. Are you satisfied with these questions?

- Hell yes!

Facts About Me

My last post being 20 Facts About Myself , I would like to avoid repeating the same facts in another blog post.

I further nominate Pallavi Bhatia, Yashasvi Shailly, Rudrank Riyam and Traci Lawrence for the award. If anybody else wants to be nominated you can let me know in the comments below and I will tag you :) 

My Questions

If you choose to accept the award, then these are my questions for you: 

1. When did you feel that you should start blogging? 

2. What is your wildest fantasy? 

3. If you get to chose your Heaven after dying, how would you like it to be?

4. What is that one thing you swear by?

5. What would be your comeback if someone criticizes your writing skills?

6. If you have to listen to one music artist or band all your life, who would that be?

7. Who is your favorite writer and why?

8. What do you think this world needs the most?

9. If you were Adam/Eve, what kind of civilization would you have initiated? 

10. What is your idea of love?

11. One thing that brings out the best in you? 

Happy Reading!  

The Great Indian Litterbug

I have a very vulnerable hate speed, i.e. the speed with which I can start hating a person is very fast. Usually these are people I don’t know, people I just observe on the roads, the streets, the markets etc. And my hate speed is directly proportional to how big of a litterbug they are. Though the reasons for which I may hate a person are many, but the most irritable nuisances committed which I just can’t tolerate are the various modes of spreading “beauty” that people in India are accustomed to.

Broadly categorizing, there are 3 main types of such litterbugs in India.

1. The Great Indian Pee Panthers

These are commonly men, who have the nature’s advantage to be able to stand and pee. And for the same that goes for all the other advantages men claim in the society, this is also considered a birth right by most of them. These people, surprisingly, have no set range (pun not intended). They may vary from a construction laborer to an educated businessman to a policeman himself! These people would never care to control it in for some time and look for a public toilet. In fact, they have their own favorite and convenient spots- public walls! Ironically, many walls have been covered up with tiles portraying religious idols to stop this practice! Yet another example that people in India need religion to remind them of their social responsibilities.

2. The Great Indian Gutka Giants.

These are people fond of chewing ‘paan’ or ‘gutka’ or any such so called delicacy. Even if we ignore the gross activity itself, but the fact that they spit it out on public roads is invincible. Our roads and streets have become more red than grey. The walls bear emboss color outbursts of their gutka. If you’re having a bad day you might as well step on one such fresh pulp of red and curse your existence!

3. The Great Indian Tetra Troubleshooters

This, according to me is the most heinous social crime. One can argue that the urge to pee or to spit 

out waste is uncontrollable (even though prevention is better than cure) but the practice of throwing Tetra Paks , plastic bottles, vegetable and fruit peel offs, etc on roads is unforgivable and any excuse to justify it is utterly baseless. While one can easily carry such packets home and throw them in a bin, most of us chose to get rid of them right away. But we forget the most important thing- when you throw dirt, you lose ground!

It is because of these litterbugs that revolutionary movements like the Swachh Bharat Abhiyan bring about but a little change. It takes so much time and effort for many people together to clean up a road. But it takes only one unconcerned brain-dead person to litter it down again. As unfair as it is, we, the anti-litterbugs, just end up cursing our own government and citizens and find opportunities to run abroad.

But we need to do this:

Ridicule the litterbugs! Show them that they are gross and unclean. Whenever you see a person littering the surroundings, even if it is somebody you know, make them an ugly face; say ‘Yuck! You’re such a litterbug’; and move away from where they’re standing.

Social isolation and mockery is the best way to prick their conscience!

You must watch this video - The Great Indian Litterbug Pledge , a hilarious initiative by Times Of India and IndiBlogger .

http://greatindian.timesofindia.com/.

Garnier Pure Active Neem Face Wash

Just imagine. You're going out for a party. All dressed up in pretty clothes and good make up. You look absolutely perfect. But that one pimple that flashes on your face spoils the whole idea of looking beautiful. We all have faced situations like this. During my puberty days my face used to be red. Not because a rose berry blush or something, but with pimples. Even though I believe that beauty is from inside but pimples are a different matter altogether. I was fed up with trying all kinds of medication to get rid of them but nothing seemed to work. Around that time Garnier had launched the first Pure Active Neem Face Wash and it was just a matter of few weeks for my pimples to vanish in thin air! What an exquisite feeling that was!  

Since then Garnier has been favorite beauty care brand. For me it is the tried and tested brand we can rely on for our needs.

So when I got this opportunity to blog about the Garnier Pure Active Neem Face Wash I was more than happy to do so. 

We all know that acne is a curable problem and we can easily fight it back with the right tools. So don’t need to worry about those little spots. You've got this perfect product to your aid.

Firstly, you need to know how the Garnier Pure Active Neem Face Wash helps your skin.

It fights germs, pollution and removes oil as it is enriched with real Neem Leaf and Tree Tea Oil extracts. So after washing your face with it, you will get a fresh and glowing skin and you will eventually get rid of your pimples.

It is important to use the right product in the right way. Here are the steps to use the Garnier Pure Active Neem Face Wash:

*Gently massage on damp face using your fingertips carefully avoiding the eye contour area.

*Rinse thoroughly.

*For best results use twice a day.

It is a superb product priced reasonably and cleanses the face without depriving it of its natural moisture. Also, a very small amount is required for every single wash hence it also provides value for money!

I have myself used this product and it has proved to be extremely useful. Now I confidently step out of home with a clear skin. I don’t have to worry about extra make up for hiding my pimples and I don’t have to cry over pimple marks. All thanks to this awesome face wash!

This blog post is a part of my Blogger Activity at IndiBlogger

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20 Facts About Myself

1. I am a very filmy person; so filmy that this point made it to the top of the list. My conversations very often contain dialogues from films.

2. I am a tomboy and I hate the color pink just for the girlish feel of it.

3. I am a big time foodie. After breakfast I think of lunch and after lunch I think of dinner!

4. I fantasize that violins will be playing when I meet the love of my life.

5. I am that friend who’s always single but looked up to for relationship advice. Love guru, you may call it!

6. I am very fond of my singing but others are not. You will always find me humming to an old 90’s song.

7. I may seem jolly and strong but I’m a very sensitive person. Even a little argument or insult can take its toll on me.

8. I love it when somebody writes something for me. I am an ardent reader and if it is about me, all the more wonderful!

9. I really like if I’m able to make people happy and lessen their sorrows.

10. I love experimenting new styles with my hair but they are just not meant for that!

11. I don’t like if somebody hates me. No matter how much I pretend I do give a damn about that!

12. I am a very confused person. I’m always in double minds about making a decision and after 

making it always think if the other option would have been better!

13. I am a single child to my parents and pampered beyond limits. But that doesn't make me a spoiled brat.

14.  I am very, very punctual. I hate getting late and because of this I often end up sitting in a party where no one else has yet arrived.

15. My favorite author is Mitch Albom. I have many favorite authors but no one ever reaches close to this man.

16. I am a loud and boisterous person. I am calm only when I’m sad or deeply pondering over something.

17. I hate the winter season. Too much of procrastination!

18. I am a very opinionated person and really love discussions.

19. I was a Humanities aspirant and really loved studying History, I still do. Somehow ended up with Commerce.

20. And but of course, I love writing! ;)

I thank Vani Devraj for nominating me for the 20 Facts Challenge. She blogs at Plain Jane. I don’t have 20 people to tag. But I will just nominate three of my friends Yashasvi Shailly who blogs at Randomness and Beyond.. , Pallavi Bhatia who blogs at Reckless Serenade and Prerna Rawat who blogs at shewritesaboutherself . Also if you are willing to take up the task, you can mention it in the comments below and I will tag you too. :)

There is a place in the heart that will never be filled

It is yet another year

So I try to count the losses I bear;

Not of gems and pleasures

But of relations I treasure.

There was a friend,

I loved her dearly

But as time played the role of sand;

And swayed her away from my hand

She is too distant to be anymore,

my gleaming lamp of Aladdin.

As I behold the Bible she gifted

resting on my lap,

I miss the times when she had my back;

Yet I moved on

A girl I met in 8^th grade

Fragile and lone she was

Firmly clinging to my Olive leaf

She confided in me through thick and thin.

A swirling roller coaster our friendship was

It went up and down

But came all the way round

As gullible and hateful as she was

The ride came to a halt.

The roller coaster stopped,

But I moved on

My mother’s family is close to my heart

And closest was the man

whom I revered more than my dad.

A man of his words,

he was my guardian angel

He inspired our philosophies of life

But death patronized suffering

And I willed myself to move on

The nonchalant strolls of a charming boy

had secretly made way to my heart

A mere fleeting glance intoxicated every part

of my miserable scarred senses

Babbling gibberish talks all day

I would go mute, cold as clay

on the sight of his distant silhouette

Oh my, how the heart did sway!

But as the bubble of infatuation 

burst out to reality,

I moved on.

And with all these people I leave behind,

a part of me is left behind

And as Charles Bukowski said

"There is a place in the heart that will never be filled"

Thus, I shall move on.

Wake Up

We all have read about the 16 December Peshawar tragedy. 7 militants of the Taliban entered an army school and killed around 145 people including students and staff. They later tried to reason it by saying that they were seeking vengeance against the Zarb-e-Azb operation being conducted by the Pakistani Armed Forces against militant groups. 

Much has been said about the excruciating step taken by the terrorists that has once again defied all the laws of humanity and has brought invincible shame to the one true God they supposedly worship. 

Such militant groups lure many youths into joining them by claiming of bravery and courage in terms of enforcement of their definition of religion. Such people do not realize that there is absolutely no courage in the butchering of 136 unarmed and indefensible children. True courage is what all the prophets of our religions portrayed in history by uniting people in a common faith of brotherhood. True courage is what those commandos portrayed who rescued the children on that unfortunate day. True courage is being a savior, not a murderer.

This incident reminded me of a very stirring song by John Lennon:

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky

Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too

Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man

Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

It’s high time to realize that violence is futile and revenge begets revenge. If we want to show God we love him, the best way is to love his creations, and not destroy them.