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Life is considered to be divided among different kinds of energies. Basically there are two-Positive and Negative. We are always told to concentrate on the positive energies. Often have we heard the "be positive" slogan throughout our lives. It's substantial and coherent for people, those who believe in it, to understand what it really is. However, its true gumption is not substantiated.

So, how do we differentiate energies from positive and negative?

How do we subtract bad from an assortment of good and bad?

Suppose a person who wants to buy a car but does not enough have money for it and is diffident. Now he'll attract positive feelings from a person who will encourage him that he'll be able to buy the car. Also, if he gets an increment he'll feel exulted because now his misery will end and his desire will be fulfilled. At the same time, another person who has the same dream and has enough money for it. It will not matter to him whether or not he gets a bonus because he is already in a state to buy a car.

Consider a Situation where a female rapist is assaulting a man. I know it's a bit unusual and funny but in this case if a policeman arrives at the place of incident. There will be a flow of both positive and negative energies in the air. There will be some serious course for positive energy in the man that is being assaulted where as the fear of being caught will instill the negatives in the woman.

So, the probability of an energy being positive or negative cannot be determined. One cannot say that doing this will bring positive energies towards you and hence you will attain quintessence. No, It wouldn't happen. A same situation might bring positives in some while the same incident might engross negatives into somebody else. Thus, the distinction of energies actually differs for person to person. No one can tell you exactly what is good or bad. It is you who has to decide whether a thing is good for you or is it bad for you. Different people have different sets of priorities in life and they live in different circumstances. To negate the negatives one has to think about the positives. However, it is very important to differentiate the positives from the negatives. Two situations might be good and bad for two different instances.

Remember the power is inside us and the choice is ours. It is us, the human beings who made the greatest of things in the world and the same human beings commit suicide and become a curse to life.

The choice is yours, what you want to be and the energies are inside you.

It's not a Question...

I still have that picture of yours,
When we played in the rain, sung songs together, did all chores !!!

The radiance that gleamed your face,
That ring on your finger with a broken base !!

We didn't have a guitar but we had a song,
Unleashing the spirits of our young love !!

You made my morning and day and night,
You stood by me when things weren't right !!

I know it was pure and it was true,
The love was there and we were glued !!

Though we were jinxed and dissed and bruised,
We stayed together like the moon and the star !!

I know it's pretty hard for you,
To get back and make this dream come true !!

I know, I know, I know, I know...
It's sacred love and it's really pure !!

Oh! May be I forgot to tell you,
Though it hurts but I still love you !!

Beyond the Truth

Indian women are a source of inspiration for the citizens of every country around the world. They are Modern, Determined, Powerful, Responsible, Hard-working and above all beautiful. The admirations and praises are too much to be expressed in words, they are simply sublime. One or the other thing urges people to be inquisitive about Indian women. Not only is she Strong and Hard-working but also caring and loving. She is a great manager in the form of mother, daughter, sister, and wife. Today we often see women getting up close with the society and taking decisions that some years back were taken by men. Women empowerment has grown so quickly that today’s woman is independent, smart and more efficient than men.

What makes them stronger is their ability and strong will to compete with their counterpart which makes them stand out in the crowd. Women are inspiring, for there was a time when women in India were treated like slaves and tortured like anything but now they have realised their value in the society and have a reason to stand for their rights.

What would men do if there were no Women??

That brings me to the sad part of the topic that

Is Indian Woman really happy??

What’s Beyond the Truth??

We read every now and then about how women have gained status and how they have changed their life from miserable to worth living. But do we realise that those women who have gained status are not even half a percent of total women population of the country. We fail to understand that there are still women who live in agonies, who commits suicide and who are foisted upon to do things they don’t want to. What enthralls me is that we celebrate the success of those 1000 women and in that intoxication of the success we actually forget that the women still need to be attended and there are needs that are to be fulfilled for the fairer sex.

A girl who wants to study for her betterment is not allowed to pursue higher studies. At first, she listens to her family, compromises and believes that there will be a time when she will be allowed to do things.
After when she is married, she listens to her husband and the agony continues. All this suffering results in silence or suicide.

We really need to unite against the pain, which is being caused to her since ages and even now, for she compliments the country, makes it beautiful and brings the best out of a man.

They say, ‘Behind every successful man, there is a woman’s hand.’

If this is believed to be true, then how can we give pain to someone who makes our lives better? We need to realise the tenderness of time. It’s like an egg-shell, which if broken will kill the chicken inside it and spill the yolk. The chicken happens to be a life, which is the life of the country, Women and the egg is the country, if broken the country will be doomed. It is very important for the egg to incubate otherwise we would kill the life inside it and perhaps the country.

Valentino Death

You must be wondering why such a horrid title on such an exquisite day, a day when all the people around the world are celebrating love, sharing it and spreading it all over.

My name is Bill and it started about three and a half years ago. Yes, I fell in love too, three and a half years in the past from now. There was this girl named Tashi (it’s a combination of her two different names).

Falling in love with her was a strange coincidence. Love is indeed strange. The first time I met her was at her place with my friends. I had been to VaishnoDevi and she had asked me for offerings to god. I did exactly the same and went to her place to give her the prasad. When she came out, I was mesmerized with her beauty. Her hair was unbraided and to me she seemed like a mermaid in her yellow top. On my way to college, my friends kept on asking about her. I hushed them.

Things just fell in place then and in a knack of time of knowing each other we were together in a relationship. She was my first love and the feeling, Surreal. The strangest and the coolest thing in our relationship was that we never dated out, except for a couple of times. I always used to visit her place and meet her there itself. I was happy that I could see her so I didn't mind it at all. Since she was studying in an engineering college outside the city, I used to visit her place only when she was in town.

One fine day she complained to me, "You never give me flowers?"
A few days later when I met her I gave her a bunch of roses. She was exulted and I was happy to see her beaming.

We went through such wonderful experiences in life. I went out of touch with my friends, not because I didn't want to talk to them but since I was glued to the fact that Tashi was the most amazing part of my life. I was so lost in the awe of her presence that I lost touch with all my friends. Life was on a roller-coaster ride and months lapsed. Not every couple is perfect and so weren't Tashi and I. We started on fighting, from petty issues to bigger ones. I never imagined that she would leave me, for I believed so much in her love that it never did let me, even to think about us falling apart. We went through breakups umpteen number of times but I always knew that we wouldn't stay apart for long. We always used to fight, stopped talking to each other and eventually after a few days of discontent, were together again. This brought me even more closely to her and made my love for her even stronger. I got addicted to Tashi and by now she was my drug.

A year had passed; my university exams approached and shook me from Tashi's exotic fragrance and the most pious feeling of love. But it wasn't enough; I appeared in the examination with least preparation. I was immature, stupe and in love. I was in Delhi when my results were about to be declared. Even Tashi and I were going through a rough patch. I had been to Delhi to redeem a gift that my sister had won in an MTV contest, a fully paid trip to Dhanaulti, a place near Hrishikesh. On the eve of the start of my trip, my results were declared and eventually I flunked. I was broken, discouraged. I immediately called up my dad to tell him what blunder I had committed. Instead of scolding me, he told me not to worry about it and rather asked me if I still wanted to carry on with the trip. I could not; I just could not, I knew I didn't deserve it, so I dropped the plan. The second call that I made was to Tashi, for she was the most important person in my life after my family. I told her that I could not clear the examinations. At first, she couldn't believe me but my damped voice assured her of the fact. She reminded me that she had already warned me about it, and then she asked for my plans. I didn't have any clue as I did not know. After talking to her for another two minutes I hung up the phone. I couldn't look into my sister's eyes.

One day later I decided to come back to Lucknow. I told my sister that I would catch a train from New Delhi station, but went to Ghaziabad since Tashi's college was close to the city. I went straight up to her; due to depression I had already caught fever and was being asphyxiated. She took me to the coffee bar and I got a cup of coffee there but couldn't drink it. She told me she would not talk to me for next six months. I ascertained her that what had happened will not happen in the future. But I guess she had already decided. A few days hence after I reached Lucknow, Tashi broke up with me. I broke apart, wanting to cry but was deprived of tears and in pain. For next fifteen days I was in bed, down with fever. I had gained a feeling that this was for real but still I didn't give up pleasing her. Again and Again, I tried to convince her to come back to me, but fate had ordained and her will prevailed. My mermaid left me and went back into the sea.

I kept on looking for one way or the other to get her back. I bought her gifts (which I never did before) and when I did that, she questioned me

"Why now? You never gave me gifts when we were together."
"I never thought you would leave. I have spent all the money that I had, Please come back." I looked at her expecting her to forgive me.

She took my gifts but didn't accede to get back in a relationship with me. I couldn't help thinking about her. Months later I came to know that she is in a relationship with some Punjabi boy in her college whom, her classmates believed looked like me. I felt betrayed and cheated. I said all the mean and horrendous things to her that I could. Certain horrid things, which could make anyone, feel disgusted. I went through the trauma and succumbed myself into studies. I scored 15% more than my last year's percentage. My family was happy about it, especially Dad.

I decided to move on in life then. By fall of next year I met another girl in my college. She was going through the same phase that I had already been through a year ago. We went into a relationship but I couldn't give my love to her. It was due to her that I could understand Tashi now. I decided to be friends with Tashi and contacted her. Besides, I left the other girl in my college broken apart and I feel sorry for what I did to her.

It is me now after going through so much and doing all the good and bad things together, sitting here in my room and enjoying my singleness. I just wished Tashi a "HAPPY VALENTINE's DAY" and she told me how she relished the valentine's eve with the love of her life. I'm happy to see her happy in whatever way she is and delighted to know that she still has someone to give her love to.

For me, this is the Death of Valentine as I'm sitting here all alone with no date for today. Just to mention,



I am alone but not lonely.
P.S. I LOVE YOU :-)



P.S. Sorry for the long post, I just kept on writing and didn't realize it.