Amidst this splendid beauty I am trying some how to make up my mind to believe that I am a beautiful girl and a daughter. My roles may be variable though as a daughter I can always be the real me but i called myself a girl just for the sake of beauty because every girl is fuckingly stunning.
So just describing the lush greenery around me, I would exclaim that how greener a girl can be with that beautiful chocolate brown skin color and those wavy black hair splashing her face.
The cold winds have started seducing my thoughts and this water falling on my face is trying to talk about the beautiful nights I would love to spend sitting at the banks of its repositories.
My smile I have started to fall in love with because this drizzling water regardless of my caste and creed is trying it’s heart out to make me happy.
Oh look at that cows and Buffaloes grazing grass and that vigorously running water…everything is so well planned and implemented just like the frame of our body. Everyone is very well executed, our body talking of our personality and our existence.
The birds flying certainly remind me of the freedom some of us are debarred from and with the certainty that we deserve to talk to sky we must contend for our rights and protest against those who compromise with our needs.
Slowly entering into the valleys I see water rushing down the giant and prodigious mountains and frankly speaking I can’t think of how high these are but may be they evince the heights an independent me want to achieve in my life. Every girl dreams of a successful journey and the big aspirations she want to achieve. The lofty mountains for sure must be yelling out to show how big a girl can grow.
The valleys are enormous and their depth is remarkable trying to speak about the deep emotions that we possess and the importance of emotional attachments that we unknowingly come across. Yes it is the depth of our clear heart and the pure soul within us.
With the rains stopped, fog cleared, the cold wind continue to strike my face but the sun shone and made way for a colorful rainbow, beauty personified.. showing the various stages of a girl’s life span right from the birth to death.
Every defect internal or external in a girl is beautiful and people must appreciate and respect every girl for what she is and what she want to be.



Today i realized how wrong i used to think about writing.. be it anything say poem or story, two liners, jams and what not. I thought it was to be done when a person just had nothing to spend time on but today when i failed to clear an interview i realized that writing left abandoned by me some months ago had vaguely portrayed me today. The picture would have been clear if that writing habit would be looked after with care.

The basic idea is that if one is literally aiming at displaying the best of you wherever you go then one must apart from only communication skills should start writing something on a daily basis like what i am starting from now. Like it is said practice makes man perfect writing regularly surely boost your intellect and way you present yourself.

The problem faced is… we lack confidence what if i go wrong..!!?? But how does it matter you must be proud that someone is enjoying because of you. These small mistakes you realize and because you were laughed on are certainly corrected.

One thing that someone suggested me is that if one want to have good communication then you must think in the language you want to improve in, like thinking cannot be done without talking to someone within you so talk in the language you want to improve, words will come out fluently. The language you think in will automatically fall from your mouth. And another important thing is you pretend to be confident even if you don’t feel like because at a long run this pretending becomes your habit and then you are a changed man.



‚ÄčI am taking the best out of what I have achieved and got in life. I have decided that regrets will be far beyond the horizons with whatever I end up with. Everything could have been even better which urge me to wish…., wish to start again.

Why many of us can’t understand the importance of something we do when we are actually working on it? Why many of us later regret on the time we wasted. It is always better to stop thinking about this and start acting towards what we have in our hands. But still that desire remains….. if I would have taken the first correct step. There are people who are focussed, determined and crack every step by working hard for it.. But people like me, give up! It is hard to rewind back and grab the mistake we did but it is harder to come back into motion and suppress the wrong decision and even to believe that we went to some area which led us to failure.

If you know that you have taken birth to do something valuable on the earth for yourself and your loved ones then it is you who will work hard even after the failure. You cannot succumb to the injuries because you know what went wrong and you have that desire to rise up again.
The wish…. the desire to start again…. not the life but the way you see your life.. You are not just a being who only roam on this planet helplessly with nothing to do rather you are a human who know your aim and have a wish to do something for yourself. So it’s you who have to plan, work and reach to the best you can….