Winning is Everything

I have been loaded with hell lot of work Fat pile of books to be honest *Giggles* which explains all the reason to miss out opportunity to update this love of mine.Just now a friend messaged her post for Blog adda contest  and i was all charged up for letting the madness out.Credit goes to the patiala glasses of tea and sleep deprived soul who wanders in kitchen and hog like an elephant every now and then.Yes, Patiala glasses of tea because cup is too mainstream. *Winks*

Okay so let me mention quickly what the contest is all about.It's quite a simple one where I'm supposed to write my winning speech on receiving the prestigious and much desired BlogAdda Blog Award!I have received awards before but never i thought of writing a speech so it's like celebrating a sweet taste of victory yayyy xD  The congratulation wishes , a loud applause and whistles, nothing but it's me who will matter when I'm announced as a WINNER!Believe me it actually gives happiness when you get to know that there are people out there to read your ramblings of khaali brain which are just creation of weird mood swings.

 This would be my ceremonial thank you speech :

*Clears throat*

I thank judges for believing my blog deserve this award.
My parents for burning their savings in my education so that i could learn how to frame sentences and use a decent level of grammar.
My cousin for introducing me to the world of blogging and My siblings for giving up their love for Facebook for few hours so that i could explore blogging Of course after a heartfelt great session of pampering which also included dose of cat fights
A genuine pool of friends who embarrassed me to the death in private for the flaws which they could notice in my writing but then poured all the love in public to cover it up all.
My perfectly insane brain which keeps on dreaming to cast a spell for wishful thinking.  
Loyal readers who never fail to cheer me up and shower their support through the mails when I'm not around.
Airtel broadband for an amazing connection speed. Be jealous  
God for giving the memories to strike the chords within me for letting the madness create bubbles of pearls.
Our electricity board for their uninterrupted electricity whenever i sign in.
Twitter people who never comment but then again fill the mention tab sharing their views.
All those silent readers who never show up but then secretly stalk this place. 
Our maid who do all the cleaning and my mom doesn't whine when i spend time in reading novels.
My smartphone which is actually smart enough to never miss a notification and seize the opportunity.Yeah optimum utilization of resources if it is to be summed up in commerce language. xD
Our pet who once chewed my diary and i kept my laziness aside.Typing takes time but then i can be sure it is worth.
An extra huge share of token of love for mommy for making the super healthy food which i hog almost all day long and stay healthy and happy. xD

I'm grateful to everyone around me for they've influenced me in some way or another.

Ends here.You may clap now

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This would be My Winning Speech on being rewarded the BlogAdda Blog Award!

My friendly jubilee post for my dost

Oh you read the title right but there is a little difference.Whatever I'll share is a post from my dost.Once again Anita, My twitter friend, Creator of The Explorer Of Miracles , Contest freak, Highly Educated a doctorate is an academic degree of the highest level, Amiable and charismatic person possessing the positive aura which can shoot up your morale to another level, Has contributed to my pearls to light a flicker of faith in darkness.She kicked off the Monday blues by dropping happiness in my mailbox and what else could be better than knowing that she has dedicated her 75th post to my blog? Be jealous *Grin*

 Here is what Anita has shared with us.

When I think of both the words Diamond & Platinum, I think of my FRIENDS, as even they are precious! Friends are the jewelry that we can proudly flaunt! There is no fear of them getting stolen as they are always there for us! Coming to think of it, friends are priceless! At least, we can buy Diamond & Platinum jewelry in the shop. But, we can’t really ‘buy’ true friends or friendship in a shop as friends are earned! Friends, like jewelry, reflect our choice!

In a story of Vikram-Betaal*, Betaal tells the story of a wise girl who has two suitors- one whose relatives have bad habits and the other whose friends have bad habits. At the end of the story, as usual, Betaal poses a question to King Vikramaditya- “Who do you think the wise girl chose to marry- the man who has relatives with vices or the man who has friends with bad-habits? Which was the wise choice and why? Tell me, O King! Else your head will roll off!”

With his wisdom, King Vikramaditya replies, “The girl should marry the man whose relatives have bad-habits and certainly not the man whose friends have vices! We do not have control about the family or the relatives we are gifted with as we cannot really do anything about the relatives of the family we are born in! But, we certainly have a say in our choice of friends as we are the ones who choose our friends! Friends are an extension of our personality!”

Wise words indeed, but Betaal escaped (as he always did when the wise King gave the right answer!) & King Vikramaditya continued his pursuits to catch Betaal, listen to new stories & answer the questions correctly!

Friends are a pillar of strength. They cheer us up and support us when we are feeling blue! ALL IS WELL with friends around! The world feels special, stars twinkle brighter, the clouds assume creative shapes, the air is more fragrant, the food is more tasty, the laughter more free…

Friendship is based on trust, faith, understanding, tolerance and communication. Wise men advise- ‘Be A Friend’. First, we need to make friends with ourselves, before hoping or expecting others to be our friend. Be aware and completely accept the self before extending/expecting ‘friendship’ to/from others!

If everyone in the world was a friend, peace would rule and there would always be cool solutions and no problems like terrorism, disputes, allegations or tensions…!

May we all ‘Be A Friend’ and may the word ‘unfriend’ be deleted even from a Bokwaas* Dictionary! 

Grateful to FRIENDS; though we seldom say!

We may forget to wish on ‘Friendship Day’!

But the love & respect is here to stay!

Friends are special in every way & every day!

Thank God for FRIENDS! Friends make the world a better place!

“Good Friends are hard to find, because the best ones are already mine.”

*Vikram-Betaal-  Stories of King Vikramaditya & a ghost, Betaal. This Story is written in my own words from my memory of a story shown in a dedicated TV-show by the same name!

*Bokwaas- Hindi word for ‘Silly’

Ends.

Isn't it a genuine reminder of importance of friends in life?It's been quite a long time i haven't read vikram betaal stories and i guess it will happen right after my exams.Here is a token of thanks for you Anita..  xD

  P.S. I love collecting Guest posts so you're free to contact if you are willing to contribute. <\^_^</

Exactly Just The Way I Like

I found something worth sharing.To make it little easy for you to finish it off as soon as possible without wasting any time I have compiled the Danielle Koepke's  quotes.

You don't have to make room for people who cause you pain or make you feel small. It's one thing if a person owns up to their behaviour and makes an effort to change. But if a person disregards your feelings,ignores your boundaries, and "continues" to treat you in a harmful way, they have to go.There is a big difference between giving up and letting go. Giving up means selling yourself short. It means allowing fear and struggle to limit your opportunities and keep you stuck. Letting go means freeing yourself from something that is no longer serving you. It means removing toxic people and belief systems from your life so that you can make room for relationships and ideas that are conducive to your well being and happiness. Giving up reduces your life. Letting go expands it.Giving up is imprisoning. Letting go is liberation.Giving up is self-defeat. Letting go is self-care. So the next time you make the decision to release something or someone that is stifling your happiness and growth, and a person has the audacity to accuse you of giving up or being weak, remind yourself of the difference. Remind yourself that you don’t need anyone’s permission or approval to live your life in the way that feels right. No one has the authority to tell you who to be or how to live. No one gets to decide what your life should look like or who should be a part of it. No one, but you.

Now you've read this you may flush the regrets just in case.. *Grin* 

I pray to have eyes that see the best, a heart that forgives the worst, a mind that forgets the bad, and a soul that never loses faith.Gratitude turns what i have into enough for me.

Sharing my favorite picture of a place to which countless memories are attached.4 people, Insanity on its peak and so much of fun.

Life never run out of reasons to make you smile.You just forget to look at the brighter sides.

By the way did you get your legend's personalized digital signature poster from twitter?Mention #ThankYouSachin and @BCCI will generate one for you.Thank me later.Here is mine xD

Teenache

And I'm back with an awesome post again. *No, I didn't put on thinking cap to add a extra dose of insanity.You may take a deep breath of relief now* I'm proud to announce that this time the courtesy goes to  Rahul's Blog and collections .Rahul Bhatia, One of the talented blogger who pen down his thoughts including the variety of life experiences so beautifully that you cannot close the tab without finishing the complete post and reading few more too.Another not so common Engineer who has served Indian Navy and presently working with telecom MNC.His collection can take you to various places as it includes the travel diaries too.

For adding the pearls to this space here is what Rahul sir has written...

Which is the best part of our lives? Most find the childhood time is the best one whereas for some it is the teenage time and for a few it is the early years of marriage! According to me the most interesting time is the teenage years! Times of rebellion, the times when we undergo physical transformations defining our sexuality and growing awareness of the environment around us! 

It was funny to experience sudden cracking of voice and sprouting of beard. Sometimes, one felt still like a child when others started treating you an adult. The world around us appeared to be more colorful! The ‘hippy cut’ hair was in vogue and the denims and bell bottoms were the rage of the day! The band concerts, Cricket and Lawn Tennis and movies appeared more attractive than attending Ram Leela or the discourses of saints!

Table tennis and badminton were difficult to resist post school and breaking of the TT balls and

badminton shuttle was more heart breaking than reading about breaking hearts in romantic stories. Slowly, with time and dogged determination Enid Blyton, Capt WE Johns and classics like ‘Treasure Island’ made way for James Hadley Chase, Perry Mason, Agatha Christie, Alistair Maclean, Arthur Hailey and once in a while the Harold Robbins and Leon Uris! The girls would read the M & B and discussing the stories with giggles on the back seats in class instead of Mallory Towers and Jane Austin. The smart ones stopped applying the coconut oil in hair and left the tresses free to sway in the wind. The Connaught Place ( now Rajiv Chowk) had many corners where the teens would meet with friends, haggle for books and the export surplus clothes on sale in the streets of Janpath!

Bunking classes in school was unimaginable but once in college ‘mass cuts’ and bunking for movies was quite a done thing but with caution! The professional studies at the engineering institution did not leave any room for increasing the frequency of such occasions to enjoy. The Monday test every week left most of us on the tenterhooks on Saturday and Sundays as all the tests were counted towards the final result.

Enjoying ‘chaat’ and street food was something that was welcome anytime in place of regular home food. Nirulas was the only restaurant in Delhi that offered burgers and pizzas and a visit was always looked forward to!

It was fun to discuss the ‘crushes’ and anything tantalizing like a ‘Debonair’ or ‘Playboy’ was treated akin to handling live bombs and were guarded better than the bombs by terrorists today! Still life was pretty simple and there were not many choices to make unlike today! Since there was no virtual world of Facebook and Twitter, most interactions were on one to one. There was virtually no telephone so less broken hearts due few opportunities to chat on mobiles! Some ‘very smart kids smoked’ and very few cases of drugs consumption were heard! Abba , Beatles and Kishore Kumar kept the teens engrossed with the lively music and catchy numbers.

Once we crossed the’ Lakshman Rekha’ of the teen years life was never the same again under the peer pressure , taking up jobs, pursuing the rate race to make a living and learn the ropes to settle down in the mad world!

*This ends here and you can be jealous now* xD

Isn't it a beautiful reminder of the golden days cherished by all of us?Sooner or later. *Smiles* Thanks a lot sir for sharing a lovely brief account of memories with us.It was more like -

"Let's take a walk,
A walk down memory lane."

The call

Love comes and goes, in form of different people in about every phase of life.We learn to move on, learn to survive.Falling in love is not something you decide on, but she did everything that she could to stay away from it. The minute she found herself leaning towards it, She backed out.With relationship comes the bizarre expectations.If he loves you, he would always tell you the truth. But to tell you his fears, he needs to trust you beyond love.

Dear someone,
You asked her if she hates you after all this time so here is her answer.No, Hatred is something which doesn't exist in her dictionary.You both have decided to walk away to different paths and It's the decision based on mutual understanding.Isn't it enough to end it on a good note?Why there is a need to create an extra dose of burden to let the peace scream aloud in pain and create the unnecessary complications.Let's not give space to the philosophies to crumble, You've been there and she's glad your existence happened.The good times will be remembered always.She respect you for giving her personal space and dealing with her values.Who on earth won't appreciate the fact that they were not asked to change but the changes which automatically followed changed them for better always?And of course the chain of false promises weren't there to dig up a hole for madness, Things have been crystal clear so there is no question of playing the blame game.After all this time how can she hate you?
She's looking forward to better things but at times the best thing one can do when they find love again, is to walk away.The pride of being a leo is playing a role here.Let the years pass and time decide with whom the perfectly designed rings are meant to be exchanged.