A Writing Quill

I was shy, timid, and not a wise person. I had seen the tide carrying away my belongings. Still, I sat and wept doing nothing. I knew I had to do something but I didn’t. I was tired. I sat and wept from dawn to dusk and so from dusk to dawn. The stranger asked me one day. ‘Why are you crying?’ ‘The tide took away my possessions.’ ‘Girl, you don’t possess anything here. But you are a giver. Always.’ He was gone. How foolish was he? I thought. Another stranger asked me the same. But he replied, ‘How can you sit and cry when you have lost your things? Get it, girl. Run.’ He was gone. Should I run? Should I let it go? We all carry baggage—a suitcase of attachment, loyalty, love, and understanding. Phew!!! I was happy because it carried away the unnecessary anxieties and fears. But still, I cried. I realized I had lost the love and compassion that belonged to me. The stranger spoke again, inside my mind, ‘Give away.’ The other stranger interrupted, ‘Shu...

  ‘How beautiful a day is when friendship touches it’- Rumi I was thrilled to find myself admitted in a school much larger than my expectations; both in expanse and strength. I was elated and eager to join it soon. But much to my dismay, the first few weeks were unvaried and unstimulating. The same monotony engulfed my days. I would get up in the morning, dragged myself to catch the school bus, spent the day deeply immersed in studies and sports, returned back home; lazily and worn out. My parents would eagerly anticipate a fun filled day from me at the dinner time but would soon be disappointed with my cold and unexcited answers. Unable to judge my quandary, they would suggest me various means to make friendship. Sometimes, they would make up funny stories just to please my dull attitude. I was uninterested at those conjectures. Days passed. I was as uncomfortable as before; until one day, when she arrived. The class teacher introduced her to the entire class. She was plump ...

Anything when acquired in excess is - poison . Denial of uncertainty breeds to - fear. Denial to accept the good in others leads to the - envy. Denial of things which are beyond our control causes - anger. Whereas, When everything is derived in required volume it leads to patience, balance and happiness. Acceptance of uncertainty brings the adventure in one’s life. Acceptance of good in others makes us inspired. Acceptance of the things beyond our self-control bestows us with tolerance to endure anything and everything. But, What if we are unable to accept a person as he is? It creates the ocean of hate and abomination within us and around us for him. We impose stipulations on the person. And so, we judge the person as per the parameters set by our mind. We count his behavioral variables on the list one after the other and when maximum falls negative on the list, we stop masquerading the happiness of being with him. And slowly the curtain raises to show the hatr...

How do we differentiate between inspiration and envy ? Every human is flawed. A mix of the good and the bad. Whereas, it is so easy to deface the shoddy but it becomes slightly arduous to tarnish the decent. But, when some one tries hard to blemish the good, only two conclusions can be drawn out of it – one, either the one who is involved in the wrongdoing is unable to accept the goodness of the person whose image is being besmirched or, second, this individual is unable to achieve the heights of the success of the other empowered person. In both the above conjectures, the former is suffering through the most frightful mental status; envy or jealousy . The individual believes it is okay to be envious and keeps on spreading the bad rumors of any human he or she is jealous of. He is unaware of his personal mental state. Actually, inside the mind, the person is going through an internal comparison of himself and another person. B.C. Forbes has quoted jealousy as a mental cancer....

  He who does the make up to flaunt himself on the stage to entertain the masses, little does anybody can fathom him inside. Ah! does he love this every day’s act or is it a fetish for him? Oh, wait! Is it only the means to fill his stomach with the food he would pull in from the money earned through his own mockery? Is he hiding something behind the painted face? I laughed as I watched him perform. I jostled among the audiences as the show ended, shoving the young boy standing at the entrance to meet him backstage. I did not even interpret my sudden urge to meet this joker . I went and went, inside, expecting him to answer my questions. The questions which were rushing inside my mind still does not know how to be translated into words. But I marched and marched, inside. The watchman shouted, ‘Hey, You! Who are you and where are you going? That’s the costume room. Outsiders not allowed.’ I found him staring at me with those round, black and big eyes, just an inch apart. He ...

The antithetical resemblance of stoicism can be recognised as the anger. When we are unable to control certain stances, we prefer to divert ourselves into the most accessible form – fury. Without being worried about the consequences we push ourselves into it, thus, making some great mistakes of our lives. But, certainly after a hiatus, a point is reached when we are able to be at calmness, deeply pondering about the importance of this aggression. We think about the damages it has already done to our mind, relationships or may be the materialistic chattels . We then retrospect if this rage was actually necessary. Assuming the contradiction to the above situation- What if we accept the circumstances? Would not there be different occurrences then? The acceptance, in lieu, would provide the tolerance to us. The endurance to rigidly face any arduous life situations instead of being outrageous. We would not break down at any negligible notions. We would stand straight upholding our ...

  He who talks about poison, exhibits the only one aspect of it, as the most notorious element for any living life collectively neglecting the other perspective, which could be its importance as the antidote. If one finds snake venom harmful for humans or other living beings, thus, has ignored its importance in the life of the snake. For the snake, it is one of the most important lifesaving chemicals. It is that compound which smoothens its survival easy and effortless on this earth. Similarly, the food meant for a section of human being might not be the same for the other, instead might turn up as the most bitter experience for his taste buds . Pride in its conscious form protecting one’s dignity is an antidote whilst, its superfluity, trying to overpower the thoughts of others is a poison. The vanity , ego , fear , jealousy , money, luxury in its overabundance form turns out to be a poison for any human being on this earth. The thin line of separation is to be considered ev...