It all starts with “The mindset”

When a child falls on the ground while walking or playing then he or she will not consider it as failing. The child will get up quickly and again start with the same pace or may be more enthusiastically. But what happens when you become an adult. You meet different people, you face different situations, you come across various challenges of life. And all these together have a greater influence on the way you see things, the you picturize yourself in your mind and also the goals you set for yourself.

Sometimes, failing again and again at any task may cause to lower your self-esteem and this is where you start developing a pessimistic attitude towards life. Without proper guidance and support at this stage you may start doubting your abilities and question your capabilities and potential.

The first step to live your life fully is to eliminate the word “failure” from the lexicon of your brain. Now you must substitute ” failure” with the word “learning”. When you keep such kind of attitude then you would be always ready to face different challenges and will definitely learn a lot. You may not be good at any particular task at present. But that doesn’t decide whether you are a winner or a loser. With practice and firm determination you can become adroit in any field. All you need is consistent effort and optimistic attitude.

I would like to share these beautiful lines from the book “Mindset” by Carol S. Dweck:

Why waste time proving over and over how great you are, when you could be getting better? Why hide deficiencies instead of overcoming them? Why look for friends or partners who will just shore up your self-esteem instead of ones who will also challenge you to grow? And why seek out the tried and true, instead of experiences that will stretch you? The passion for stretching yourself and sticking to it, even when it’s not going well, is the hallmark of the growth mindset…


Spread your wings..

The little bird sitting on a branch

Thinking to spread her wings

Waiting for the breeze to blow

She didn’t know her path but still wanted to go..

But where would she go?

“The whole world is yours..don’t be afraid” came the voice from the tree

The tree knew that the bird was bit doubtful and bit scared

“Every one says to follow a particular path but I want to discover the unknown” said the bird in a low voice

A drop of tear started rolling down her cheek…

“You are the beautiful creature of are provided with the beautiful wings.. Go spread your wings and explore the unknown” said the tree

The sun rays fell on the colourful feathers of the bird

The bird was glowing..

With a belief in the heart she decided to begin her flight

Without worrying about anything she decided to go as far as possible

The tree felt happy looking at the cheerful face of the bird

They looked more attractive now

Don’t let the outside noise dominate your inner voice

You are born like a book lying blank on the desk

Every page is waiting to be filled with words and narrate the story of your life

You can pick up the pen and start writing the chapters of your life as per your choice

Or can wait for someone else to come and write “your book based on their thoughts and perspective”..

Which one do you think is better?

I feel it’s better to write your story in your own way

Once you start scribbling you cannot erase or tear the page

But you can definitely write a new story from the new page

Sometimes if things don’t go your way

Someone may spill water on the written pages

But that’s not the end of your story

With courage and patience you can start writing again

Let’s not depend on someone else to write your life’s story

Get up and live “your” life

Today you may be confused about what you want to do in your life. Chill.. there’s nothing wrong with it. It’s better to be confused than blindly follow someone’s footsteps. Spend some time with yourself. Find out what interests you the most. Try different things so that you would be able to understand what you love to do. You can do anything but it’s better to do “the thing that makes you feel alive”. Keep exploring and keep learning. You will fall.. You will fail. Don’t let the fear of failure stop you from following your calling. Keep a journal and genuinely write down what makes you happy. Okay..your profession may be different than your passion but you can take out 30 minutes a day for your passion. Life is too short guys and our most of the days are wasted in doing unproductive things or in pleasing others. Start living for yourself. One day you will be lying on the deathbed. The right time to begin anything is now. Be confused…fail..try… get ready to feel embarrassing situation but let nothing extinguish the fire in your soul to follow your dreams. It all starts from a firm belief in yourself.

A part of my life

Morning time is the best time to get new new ideas. You are on the top level of your energy and your mind is totally fresh. New thoughts come to your mind. The warmth and aroma of coffee give you ideas on what topic you should write. This is how the day of a writer begins. In this post I would like to share a past incident of life. I was in class 2. Yes, I was too young to think that one day I would write about that incident “In English”

The story begins

New place, new people, new school and the innocent me. I was a soft spoken girl, a bit timid and now I had to face these smart and clever students. Before this I studied in a small town school where I never met such kids. Well.. somehow I had to adjust with my surrounding. But I could not find anyone in the school who would help me to cope up with the new environment. The students thought I am dumb because I could not speak English properly and didn’t seem confident and outgoing. You know what they said-” She’s mad, don’t be friends with her, she don’t know anything”. Imagine how would a child at that age feel. I felt heartbroken. I thought to keep this upto myself and not let my parents worry about this. So, I chose to be quite.

Then that day arrived…

Thinking of that event give me jitters. The teacher was dictating the questions and we had to write the answers in our notebooks. Yes, it was English class. I was not able to understand almost anything because I attended the classes late and now suddenly I had to deal with this class test. My notebook was blank and so was my mind. I was hell scared. The teacher was damn strict. Then she started checking our notebooks. She came to my place and looked at me as if she’s gonna eat me. I still remember that furious look on her face. She asked me to show the notebook. I denied and then she snatched it from me. She didn’t even bothered to know the reason and started slapping me…left and right. My chubby cheeks turned red. I was shivering. Nobody in my life slapped me that tightly. Then she took out her scale and started beating me. My palms went numb. All you could see was the tears rolling down my cheeks and I had no one around to console me. The whole class was laughing at me.

I went home in the afternoon. I was not talking to anyone. I was very scared. My mother somehow sensed my feelings by looking at the cute red swollen cheeks. Then she told everything to my father. The next day I totally refused to go to school. I cried and cried. I told I don’t want to study and wanna be at home. Imagine how scared I would have been. Then, somehow my father encouraged me and convinced me to go to school. He talked to my teacher and told her that it’s a new place for me and I assured her with time I would learn things.

I tried my level best to score good in the exams and with my consistent efforts I became the topper of my class. The students came to me to solve their doubts. I became the favourite student of the teacher who slapped me once. She loved me so much and even today she remember me. I was able to communicate in English with my fellow students and teachers. You know what… today English is my favourite language. I don’t know what but there’s something about this language that fascinates my mind. I also represented my University in debate and elocution at the National level. Then I started writing blogs and still there are miles to go and lot to improve….

All I wanna say is sometimes the incidents of your own life can help you to learn so many lessons. This post is not about how I became a topper or learned to speak English. It’s actually about how strong I would have been at that age to gather courage and prove myself…

Writing is a healthy drug

When actions fail to convey emotions

When you can’t find someone around with whom you can discuss your wildest fantasies

When memories of past come at the door of your heart and keep on knocking

When the ambience is not that fascinating

When you can’t stop the fountain of thoughts in your mind

When you are bit skeptical to reveal the secret of your crush to your best friend

When you fall in love but try to gather courage to confess

When you are away from home and miss the unconditional love of your parents

Then you go for this drug called “writing”

Why I am calling it a drug?

Well.. the writers who are reading this post can connect to my thoughts

Hope you can relate to it

Yes… It’s addictive

And once you start writing then you can’t stop

There will be times when you would find yourself blank

But still wanna write

The craving for writing is powerful than any other cravings on this earth

This get you “head over heels”

But yes we writers won’t stop there

If we can’t write on the topics which are related to the real world

Then we would create our own world and let our emotions imprint on the paper

And that’s how the greatest fictions are written

Yes, writing is an addiction in the form of an elixir full of emotions

It won’t “harm you”

But it’s definitely gonna “calm you”

Don’t get driven by appreciation

You think of writing a post

Then a thought pops in your head

“What if the readers don’t like it? ”

Then you find your interest getting lost because of this thought

You are confused whether to write that post or not

But my dear writer…do you think we are perfect?

Well.. None of us are

The world is full of imperfect “us”

And the fact that we are connected through one or the other network makes us one

Then why are you fearing of being judged by someone who is also imperfect just like you…

You must not accept their opinions as facts

But you must respect their opinions

If you see things the way they are without judging them

Then you can freely express what is hidden deep in your thoughts

Because now you have accepted that you are not perfect

But unique….

And you may never know there are people who are eagerly waiting for a post like yours

Let your thoughts flow

And blogging is a medium through which you can share your thoughts with the millions out there

The value of the post is not judged by the comments or number of likes or social reputation

Because the mindset of the people may fickle

But the wisdom conveyed through the post won’t change

Trust in your abilities… not how people rate your abilities

Don’t forget water is thrown on the road and also bottled and sold in thousands

Start with the baby steps

Remember your mothers always told you about the first time you started walking

The number of times you fell down, cried and again started walking without losing the zeal and zest

You walked by taking support from one or the other thing but you didn’t stop moving

Because you were a kid then

And kids are never embarrassed to fall down and get up again without losing their enthusiasm

But what happens to this patience and curiosity as you grow older

You start thinking that things would come to you in a snap of fingers

You can’t wait

You are concerned more about the destination and on the way you forget to learn the lessons during the journey

Start devoting your time and energy to the short term goals

And keep them simple at first

Later you can go for bigger tasks

Your peace of mind is the most important thing

If your work frustrates you then it’s not worth doing

This frustration and depression arises when you start expecting too much from yourself

Excuse me!!

You are a human being…not a robot

Have some life..

Take out some time for your family and loved ones

Take out some time to develop your personality

At least spend one day without the gadgets around you

Feel the nature and observe it’s creature

Just look at things without keeping the perception of good or bad in mind

Feel the oneness with all lives around you

You don’t have to spend your energy over trivial matters

I know life is too short

And you want to achieve lots of things

But let’s start with baby steps

Because nobody can do everything but everybody can do something

So, something is better than nothing