Found poetry.

Found this poem in my last year books. Today, this poetry makes so much sense. 


To be honest, I don't remember if this is written by me, or no... but it felt like a REAL treasure when I found it right now. 

koshish thi ki khud se jeetun,

par main khud se haar gayi.

kya isse kahu main haar gayi,

jab uss pyaar se haar gayi.

kahin agar main usse ek manzil,

toh uss manzil se haar gayi.

par himmat na haari maine,

aur har mushkil ko paar kiya,

woh shayad ek seedi tha,

manzil ka jisko darja diya,

kathinaayian ki har seedi chadkar,

aaj main baazi maar gayi. 

Negating emotional self.

I thought of myself as an emotional creature. 

Because people around called me emotional. 

ONLY, emotional. 

But more I think about it, 

I am surprised by the fact, that I am not.

I don't know why people always 

saw me as someone who 

is just made up of heap of emotions.

I am emotional at a very basic level. 

I don't feel all the emotions.

I am a human being,

discovering myself at every level.

I am more than emotions. 

I don't even feel a million things.

I don't even understand emotions.

May be my emotions were nothing,

but a social construct. 

It's okay to cry.

When fears block the sight,

and nightmares chase all night,

It's okay to cry.

When you look a little fat,

and relatives tease you all the while,

It's okay to cry.

When grades fall suddenly,

and you seem to understand nothing,

It's okay to cry.

When friends don't understand,

and judge you and despise you,

It's okay to cry.

When god seems to shower all that you don't want,

and life takes a jerky turn,

It's okay to cry.

When money finishes, 

and the month end is twenty days away,

It's okay to cry.

When you bear a pimple on the same day,

that you've bought that expensive dress for,

It's okay to cry.

It's okay to cry,

But, cry to yourself,

and learn from the mistakes.

Change begins...

I wanted to be here. And I'm here,

I fashioned this course. I got it.

But... but... desires don't stop here.

There's something more I want now. 

I'm here. 

Perhaps, to make the best of my years.

And I will. 

Bengalooru, I am gleed to be here. 

Story of my Driving License

Pheww... 

Lately I am very -very happy because I could "win" my driving license. Seriously, It was an extremely bad experience. These people rejected my application twice, and I thought I would never be able to get it. But thankfully, that uncle.. who took some money(as fees) but got me through it, and today I am a proud owner of it. I did insane things after receiving that.. I clicked pictures(Being a girl; plus i got something I badly desired).  So Today, I am a proud owner of My driving license and it feels awesome *raised collar*!

P.S.- Though I've crashed my car once long ago!! *hahaha* 

A ladder to success

I see your eyes, drenched in pride..

They say, pride is one of the seven sins.. 

In your dreams, the space you created.. 

Oh buddy, keep your calm,

And stay confident..

Over-confidence leads one nowhere..

I know you can do it,

and achieve the highest of your goals,

Oh buddy.. Don't lose your patience!

As they say, Patience is the key to success.

One day, when you achieve the highest of all you dreamt,

Don't forget the people on your way!

Especially me, for I wrote this for you- 

I'm sure, I'll be able to see, once again your eyes drenched in pride!