To The Betrayed Souls…

People come to our lives for a reason. They depart for a reason too. I am talking to those who loved freely and openly and then stood with nothing but betrayal. I have seen too many people losing faith in humanity. I have seen people afraid to trust again - all because one motherfucker or one slut has decided to breach their trusts.

Well, I can understand that you are afraid to trust again. Anyone would be. And it is because of that reason only, you must sit back analyze situation. You must consider why people betray the trust of others. Why throw something as precious as faith and respect?

The simple reason is because they are like that only. It’s in their blood and family background. Upbringing always speaks for itself. And when you put libido before respect, you are not displaying a nicer picture about the woman who carried you in her womb and the man who brought you up. But, then again, do you even have the mind to consider this fact. I believe not. You have your libido between your ears after all.

Relationships die, I agree. Love vanishes. I agree too. But, leading a dual life and fucking someone else while still celebrating your significant other’s birthday? Well, should you still be called a human brought up in a family which taught respect? I guess not.

If you are confused about the birthday bash thing, let me tell you, I know a man who went to his fiancé’s birthday with his slut in his arms. The funniest fact is his fiancé was unaware of the reality. She was happy to show her would-be husband the new clothes she bought. What do you say to a man like that? What do you call him? Motherfucker? Asshole? Or plain simply a man not worth bothering about. I happen to remember what Ned Stark said about a similar man – Some men are not worth having.

But, should you be losing faith due to a man or a woman like this? Should you be afraid of trusting someone because some people don’t value what life has given them?

It is your decision and up bringing to trust them. It is theirs to breach it. They will keep betraying everyone who is unfortunate enough to cross their paths. And one day they will betray themselves just for the heck of it. It’s not their fault. It’s in their blood, tinted with corruption. Their saga will be eternal until the day life decides to end it for them.

You have an honorable father and a respectable mother - who taught you to be true in a relationship and stand till the end. You did. You lost. But, you have gained too. You have gained your freedom from an unworthy person who would have damaged your life.

If someone cannot have you as you are, the person should not have you in any other way. If someone asks you to grow up, ask them back to grow real. It is you, immature, rude, passionate and precious. It is the way your creator made you to be. Take pride and move on. Be yourself and keep dreaming. And don’t dwell on the betrayal. You know why?

Because, there will come a day when the people who betrayed you will be happy and safe. They will think that everything is perfect in their lives. And that is the day Karma will pay them a visit and their happiness will turn into ashes. And your debt will be paid.

Don’t believe me? Well, just wait and watch it happen.

What’s Your Qualification Again…

While I was sitting by my balcony watching the sky and scratching my head, praying to the invisible power to throw a hot blog topic at me, my cell phone rang. I almost ignored it as I was doing something important that I don’t usually do. Yes, you got it. I was thinking. But, then again I thought of answering the phone. It might be something urgent. You bet it was. An HR executive of some Kolkata based IT company called me. She had a job to offer. It was the last thing I expected. I don’t usually get calls from HR’s as I don’t update my resume frequently. Linkedin does the job for me, usually.

I almost said – I am not interested. But I didn’t. Had I done it, I wouldn’t have been writing this post today. So, something in her voice stopped me from disconnecting the call. Something told me this could get interesting. So, I patiently behaved. Those who know me, know how difficult it is for me to behave. But, anyways…

So, this HR, she asked whether I was free to talk or not. I was not. But, I didn’t tell her that. It would have sounded weird disconnecting someone’s call saying – buzz off I am thinking. Lol. I patiently said - I was free to talk to her.

She asked me about my employment history like they all do. Then she came around to ask me about my qualification. I knew the question would arise. My resume doesn’t have any mention of my qualification. It is as if you are looking at the resume of a person who never went to school. Well, I don’t need my qualification to get the attention of the recruiting executives. I get plenty of attention without any mention of educational history. This is not my arrogance doing the talking. It is the truth. I simply don’t need to talk about my qualification. What’s there in a degree anyways?

I answered with patience and not for once used a word of slang. I am so fucking proud of myself. Yes, I am grinning here. My answers didn’t satisfy her. She wanted to dig deeper. She wanted to know about my percentage in each board exam. I admit here my voice did get sarcastic and I almost disconnected the call. But, I controlled myself and gave the unimpressive history of my exams and percentage.

She couldn’t believe that I never risen above forty percent in my entire life. After the uneventful conversation, she said she would call me back once the content department’s head gave a go. Frankly, I was thrilled that she did not call back. But, the conversation gave me an idea. I did some quick research and found that…

Harper Lee – The Pulitzer winner had dropped out of college. She wanted to become a writer. The rest is well…I can safely history.

William Faulkner – Well, he hardly needs any introduction. At the age of 15 he dropped out of school and never went back.

Mark Twain – The greatest storyteller of earth had dropped out of school at the age of 12. He had never let his schooling interfere with his education.

George Bernard Shaw – This playwright dropped out at the age of 14. It is said that he found no value in formal education.

H.G. Wells – Wells was forced to drop out of school at the age of 11.

Jack London – Jack London was through with formal education at the age of 13 and dropped out of school.

John Steinbeck – Dropped out of college and did not get his degree.

You see degree is just a piece of paper. How much you have scored in your exam means nothing after college. Writing needs a heart that can imagine. High percentage hardly makes a writer out of anyone.

It is not only about writing. I will write a post about entrepreneurs who dropped out of college next time. You think Bill Gates is the only one who dropped out? You will be surprised to learn there are many more than just Mr. Gates.

Follow Your Passion – Follow Your Dream

Do you have passion?

Well, if you do you are lucky. I have had the opportunity of meeting people who absolutely have no idea about what they want from life. Such people puzzle me. I cannot understand how can anyone continue with life with no passion at all, with no destination in their minds.

Passion is more than just a strong feeling towards something. Passion is your dream. Passion is that one dream which won’t die. Passion is that one vision which survives despite millions of doubts. Passion is that one desire which keeps you awake night after night. Passion is that one wish which scares you.

Ever had a vision like this?

Ever had a dream that you haven’t shared with anyone yet?

Ever experienced fear while wishing for something?

If you have such a vision, such a dream, such a wish, you have a path. You have a destination. You are luckier than those who live a secure life without knowing their true calling.

Follow your passion. Live it. The life will not be easy. You will face rejection. You will live a duel life. You will be scared of being laughed at.

In my case, I had lived with the secret that I am a writer. I wrote in the privacy of my room and stashed the materials inside the safety of my drawer. I didn't let anyone catch a glimpse of the work I did. To be frank, the pieces were not worth sharing. But, that’s not the point here. Whether your creation is good or bad is irrelevant. If you are bad today, don’t lose your heart. You will become better at it with time. All you need to do is stay committed. If you are a writer, you need to write every day. If you are a painter, you need to paint regularly. The more you do it, the better you become at it.

I don’t believe that good does not come out of bad. I don’t believe that someone who is struggling at the bottom level of a pyramid today will never be able to climb up higher. Of course, reaching the top level will be difficult, but not impossible.

If you follow your passion, you will be ridiculed by your friends and some of your relatives. This is a natural course of life. Whenever someone tries to do something different people make fun of the person. The more your struggle, the harsher these criticisms will become. It won’t be a pretty scene. You will certainly not enjoy it. But, if you stick to your dream, you will surely have the last laugh.

The key is sticking to it. The magic is into continuing. Miracle happens when you don’t give up. I am not trying to be a motivational guru of some sort. God knows there are too many of them already and their advice come for a price. Mine is for free. Mine is for whoever takes it. I don’t care much about money. When I write a motivational post, I motivate myself. You can give it a try too. Write something that will make others feel special or say a word of encouragement that will make someone smile.

Do it and follow your dream. The road will not be beautiful. But, if you walk the walk, you will surely reach your destination.  

I AM

It has been a long time since I have written anything. I have tried to write posts so many times and failed. Instead I ended up writing a poem. I call it I AM.

I am the stream of water

I am the endless sky

I am the mellow sunset

I am the golden sunrise

I am the gust of wind

I am the flame of fire

I am the driving force

of my heart’s deepest desire

I am the solid rock

Forever silent and still

I am the towering mountain

Valley and the hill

I am the sweetest smile

I am the droplet of tear

I am the rush of courage

I am the jolt of fear

I am the forceful wave

changing the shape of earth

I am the pride of victorious

echoing in the laughter of mirth

I am the hungry ocean

I am the eternal hour

I am what I am

I am the power

Well, not a masterpiece, not even a poem to remember. Yet, it is mine and I am proud of it. Next time I will come up with another poem that I have written a long time ago. Till then miss me. It’s good to be back.