YOU ARE THE ONE!

Hello. I am back. Before I bore you once again I would like to make a humble request. Well, for a writer it is very important to know what people think about his or her articles. So I request all you generous readers out there to kindly leave back your comments whenever you happen to read my articles. Do praise me if you like them and do give your valuable suggestions if you don't. Thank you.
Okay. Now I come back to the topic : You are the One. We all know that nature has its own set of rules and regulations. The apple is red for a reason. The mango is yellow for a reason. Similarly you are you for a reason. Yes believe me. YOU ARE YOU FOR A REASON. All you folks must be aware of the fact that every human being on earth has a unique fingerprint. Same is the case with our personalities. We all our unique beings and we are different from our neighbors for a reason. So don't you think its high time you should stop trying to ape the topper of your class? Don't you think rather than dressing up like the coolest guy of your college you should dress up like yourself? Come on friends. Take pride in yourselves. Feel good in your own skin. I could not put it  into simpler words. Yes, do get inspired by the successful strata of people but don't ever loose your own identity by trying to become like them. If you will become like them then who will become like you? There is one more thing I would like to share with you. Never starve for perfection. Please for God's sake do not torture your tenderness by pushing yourself unnecessarily. Maybe imperfection is the only perfection. I am not trying to say that don't try to improve or don't try to learn new things. Improvisation is very important. Every day should be better than the previous one. In fact if you stop improving, you stop living. It is just like the concept of flowing and stagnant water. Flowing water is always clear and clean but stagnant water is filthy. So keep flowing but don't expect yourself to become the fastest river. Enjoy the pace with which you flow. Relish the experiences you have on your way. Treat yourself more munificently. Be gentle. Always remember that the option of being perfect is really unappetizing when you have the option of being who you are with all your blemishes..

The seed!

The seed is upset. It feels that it is trivial. It feels that it is too inconsequential to be existing. The seed is lying on a gargantuan rock. The rock is mighty, robust and supercilious. The contemptuous rock makes fun of the tiny seed. Many days pass like this. One day the seed decides to be strong. It promises itself that it will no longer be vulnerable to what the rock has to say. From that day onwards whenever the rock ridiculed the seed, the seed smiled at the rock and said, " Thank you." The rock was left flummoxed however it maintained  its impertinent conduct towards the seed.
Many months passed. The seasons changed. With the unfolding of the rainy season, a huge storm hit the land. The rain poured down belligerently and it injured the rock by creating a small crack on its outermost surface. The seed was trapped in the crack. The rock was exhilarated. It forgot it's own torment and rejoiced in the agony of the hapless seed. Finally the rains retreated. The incandescent Sun came out of it's secret cavern at last. The fragrance of summer diffused in the atmosphere. The seed, which had strongly faced the repugnant and inclement weather, was relieved by the freshness of the sunshine. One fine day, the seed developed a small green root. The seed thought that it was some deformity that had developed in it but the seed still remained intrepid. The root started growing rapidly and it started penetrating into the rock. The rock howled with pain. After a few days a shoot came out of the seed. Finally the seed realized what was happening. It was elated. It was going to turn into a plant. Days passed. The seed was now a young Neem plant. The roots of the plant had widened the crack in the rock. The rock no longer made fun of the seed for now it was not a puny thing.
 Days gave way to months and months gave way to years.At the spot where the herculean rock used to live, now stands a tall tree. It is actually the seed that has transformed into a colossal, shady and medicinal tree. The rock is  reduced to mere chunks and pebbles. The inconsequential seed has won. The mighty rock has lost.   

The Miracle Of Colors

Do you know what colors are? I am sure your first answer to my question  must be a 'yes' without doubt. Now suppose I am a blind person who has no idea about the concept of colors.Suppose, I am a person for whom  black is the only color, black is the only vista, and iridescent darkness is the only thing to behold. I have heard about different colors like red, yellow, green, blue and gold but, being blind since birth, I do not know how to imagine them. Understanding red and blue is almost inscrutable for me. I ask you for help. I ask you to expound on the seemingly impossible concept of colors and shades.Now tell me how would you explain the red color to me. How would you make me realize the difference between red and blue, blue and green, green and yellow, and yellow and gold? To a toddler you might explain the red color by showing him a red rose but how would you explain it to a hapless blind human who cannot see the rose? Now again consider the question I asked you in the beginning. Do you know what colors are?If again you have a 'yes' as your answer then you are too godly to be called human but if it is an honest 'no' then you must have realized the miracle of colors by now. Colors are nothing but an ineffable miracle. So whenever you happen to pass through a garden, do admire the color of the rose. Whenever you look up at the sky, do praise its immaculate blue shade. Whenever you see a green meadow, do compliment nature for its verdant beauty. Whenever you feel you have nothing to be happy about, do remember that blind who can not look out of his window to behold a colorful garden adorned by multicolored butterflies...

Its your life, make it large ( without having a Blendor's Pride)

I am a very ordinary person, as ordinary as Bill Clinton, as ordinary as Barack Obama, as ordinary as Angelina Jolie. I know these paradoxical comparisons might lead you into thinking that I am a fool but no I am not. The people whom i just mentioned and every one else who is a proud member of the Hall Of Fame today are as ordinary as you and I. They also live on food, oxygen, water and love.What differentiates them from the crowd is their madness, extraordinaire and exemplary madness. they are maniacs. that is the reason why they are what they are. we try to be rational.We try to be logical. We tell ourselves our limits. We restrict our otherwise limitless potential. That is where the mad and illogical and passionate people  overtake us.

So let us leave all our logic behind and start living a life free of stereotypes. Let us free ourselves from the clutches of  all sorts of doubts and fears. let us learn to fly because if they can, we can.