Working class heroine!

April 2012 brought her to the city of Nizams.
With a whole new month to show apparent dedication in the organization that showed willingness to take her as an intern.
Deccan Chronicle, a new destination seemed easy in the beginning, with a hope to get absorbed and become a part of the organization after the so called Internship. (That has yet another dawn-of-realization related post! Some other time maybe:) )
With three other classmates, this was one place that became a source of learning, contacts and not in aiwain but the Hard way. A boss who seemed no less than a strict school headmistress, an immediate boss, very todayish and some other senior people!
The month passed with multiple rejections and all that followed after that. Anyhow 4 bylines and one joint byline was certainly a confidence booster:)
As the internship came to an end, one of them had already earned an job :) #happy
Last day, they went around meeting the headmistress first who apart from giving the normal 'where you went wrong and what you'd have done' lecture made everyone realize their worth, in short aukat dikhaana:D
Chalo, ab ghar chalein hum :)
Depression struck child she was chided with the post internship phase, lest another chance came by. A new organization, a new post, an opportunity to grab, work and improvise over... Struggles will be many, but there will be a way out. Ever optimistic :)

-NS

P.S. Next post about what NS does.

Happy 2011

Another decade has come to an end!


Weird is what i have discovered lately, how everyone, each person on this planet (ok don't count the orphans, aged and the urchins) feels celebratory about yet another year going away? I mean to ask, its one more year going, you growing older, maybe the moments which you have had in that year  thats gone behind you, will never come back again? Times will change, prices will go high, government will change and therefore you'll have to yet again in your strive and struggle to "adjust" go on, competing to get to the standards of the on-going trends!
Here to me, it occurs again whether to say, happy new year?! or just stay quite and say  a thank you for your wish, even if you have not spoken a word to me in ages! and this one day out of the blue you say a happy new year without knowing the bad mood i might be in!


HOPE, this is what we live for, and keep an endless wait for! Hope can be an asset for anyone and it doesn't has any particular barriers of caste, creed or society. We live in this hope that the things wil get better, no matter what goes wrong. We don't want to take that extra effort but actually sit and hope for the desirable to take place.


SUGGESTION, something which each one of us including me, mind you, despise of all. We know that our elders or equivalents or even younger sometimes do have experience at different levels, and yet we're not ready ot take them. Its very hard to see and digest someone else more successful than us. Its deeply enrooted in us and its hard to ever come over it!


DREAMS, we are not limited to dream. Infact, its one and the only psychological phase where in we can actually live what we want to be as, let it be the Sachin Tendulkar,Owe that dream BMW, Or be it The Aishwarya Rai! Noone has a control over them except you.


So my message for 2011 will be: Hope less, Work more.
                                                  Take suggestions, they do work sometimes,
                                                   and have dreams, you don't have to pay for them!


My resolution for 2011 and i hope i stick to it!
TO USE BLOGGER MORE OFTEN, WRITE JUST FOUR LINES MAYBE daily, BUT keep HONING my WRITING SKILLS and GROW...


HAPPY NEW YEAR! (Oh what a hypocrite :p :p)

Love ??? o yeah okay :P

I feel liberated and i feel secure,
with each passing day I gather
some valour to keep myself aware
of the world around me and not totally lose
myself in you.


I like it when you're around, and
a tear trickles when you're not there.
with your arms clasped around me, I know
I'm strong.
with all those dreams being architectured with
our lives connected, I wonder how it'll be like


Smiling endlessly without any reason, waiting for
the next dawn to rise just with this happiness in heart
to meet you, to see you smile at me and to "just be with you"


Nothing much to say, cause I'm going with the flow
and believe me its taking me to a Makeshift world of my

own. a world that's full of smiles and has no room for sorrows..

I might sound a little crazy, but I'm writing what this heart's speaking....

P.S. :Readers  please note, you're most welcome to kill me for this, as I've no idea if this makes any sense or not.....

They are more miserable

Smiling through misery

cant help... but whining over my problems one evening, i came across similar looking people with a very bad stink, the worst was the condition of the baby who was looking no less than a malnourished kid from Somalia.. it then struck me that what i m constantly crying over, is far less in intensity as compared to these people sharing the same space that i was in.......... i hope i come over my problems soon and so do they...