As we grow up step by step ,we get to deal with too many experiences of life which finally shapes us, i am sure everyone would have seen this movie 'Slumdog millionair', something like that ,
every incident has some meaning and every person in your life as some purpose to shape you up , its just we have to observe it deeply , every stage of life is interconnected to one another ,its with our conscience and intellect we have to carve ourself , sometime life showers us with too much of goodness all around and sometime life just leave us all alone , as reality of today's world is ,its getting fast , very superficial and artificial , some are willing to be part of it and some are just forced to be , because whatever it is we have to survive it all, when i go for walk i meet many old generation people who are in their final innings of life , when i sit and talk to them some sounds complaining ,some grumpy😉😉 and some are really really happy with life , if given a choice ,if i reach till that phase i would opt for 3rd option,am sure everyone would want that too, and this all starts from our childhood , today life is fast that we dont have time or may be we dnt take out time to have a glance back ,in day to day life there is a battle going on at our neural level , there are tons of stimuli fighting for our attention,we are just running ,we dont know where its going to be the final destination , it reminds me of this hindi song
" in umra se lambi sadkon ko manzil pe pohonchate dekha nai, bus daudati phirti rehti hai ,humne to teherte dekha nai" but once in a while , if we try to give a look back ,there is lot of knowledge , lessons , love ,affection ,answeres selfworth , locked there , and they are altogether called MEMORIES.....
I tried to open up them and one of them was my paintings which i used to do in my school days ,when my dad's posting was in Ranchi, i used to come back from school and then used to rush to my art class with my big board , today technology is so advance ,social medias etc , we can be a star, we can be a hero ,can be a writer (like how i am LOL), , we can be anything we want to ,haha yeah thats ,hmm thats nice anyways 😀😀😀 but those days we did not have all these platforms , it used to be only our moms who will be presenting all that to friends and relatives 'arey dekhiye meri beti ne ye kia hai , bete ko 1 rank mila hai 'ye wo ,haha .. moms are super sweet ,but that 1 hr of art class used to make me so happy , drawing coloring and finally seeing how it turns out ,sometimes certain things happen in life whose meaning we understand only in later stages of life ,if that one hr could make me feel good about myself without any need of validation from anybody then why do we get trapped in society approval n appreciation today , no doubt it do boost your inner soul ,but we need to make sure that we should not get dependent on it for our own selfworth and quality,
I laminated them all by myself and preserved it ,because i used to use more of oil pastle color and they tend to get bad over the time ,but they still look fresh .😊
one day when i was feeling gloomy , i kept scrolling over those painting pics in my phone , it made me smile ,boosted my selfworth , and mood , 😊 ,sometime we need to pat our own back ,encourage ourself , i am in competetion with no one , i try to be away from all superficiality , it suffocates me , though there is nothing wrong whoever likes it , everyone is different ,
Thats how life gets its meaning brick by brick ,which ultimately makes sense in our final innings
every incident has some meaning and every person in your life as some purpose to shape you up , its just we have to observe it deeply , every stage of life is interconnected to one another ,its with our conscience and intellect we have to carve ourself , sometime life showers us with too much of goodness all around and sometime life just leave us all alone , as reality of today's world is ,its getting fast , very superficial and artificial , some are willing to be part of it and some are just forced to be , because whatever it is we have to survive it all, when i go for walk i meet many old generation people who are in their final innings of life , when i sit and talk to them some sounds complaining ,some grumpy😉😉 and some are really really happy with life , if given a choice ,if i reach till that phase i would opt for 3rd option,am sure everyone would want that too, and this all starts from our childhood , today life is fast that we dont have time or may be we dnt take out time to have a glance back ,in day to day life there is a battle going on at our neural level , there are tons of stimuli fighting for our attention,we are just running ,we dont know where its going to be the final destination , it reminds me of this hindi song
" in umra se lambi sadkon ko manzil pe pohonchate dekha nai, bus daudati phirti rehti hai ,humne to teherte dekha nai" but once in a while , if we try to give a look back ,there is lot of knowledge , lessons , love ,affection ,answeres selfworth , locked there , and they are altogether called MEMORIES.....I tried to open up them and one of them was my paintings which i used to do in my school days ,when my dad's posting was in Ranchi, i used to come back from school and then used to rush to my art class with my big board , today technology is so advance ,social medias etc , we can be a star, we can be a hero ,can be a writer (like how i am LOL), , we can be anything we want to ,haha yeah thats ,hmm thats nice anyways 😀😀😀 but those days we did not have all these platforms , it used to be only our moms who will be presenting all that to friends and relatives 'arey dekhiye meri beti ne ye kia hai , bete ko 1 rank mila hai 'ye wo ,haha .. moms are super sweet ,but that 1 hr of art class used to make me so happy , drawing coloring and finally seeing how it turns out ,sometimes certain things happen in life whose meaning we understand only in later stages of life ,if that one hr could make me feel good about myself without any need of validation from anybody then why do we get trapped in society approval n appreciation today , no doubt it do boost your inner soul ,but we need to make sure that we should not get dependent on it for our own selfworth and quality,
I laminated them all by myself and preserved it ,because i used to use more of oil pastle color and they tend to get bad over the time ,but they still look fresh .😊
one day when i was feeling gloomy , i kept scrolling over those painting pics in my phone , it made me smile ,boosted my selfworth , and mood , 😊 ,sometime we need to pat our own back ,encourage ourself , i am in competetion with no one , i try to be away from all superficiality , it suffocates me , though there is nothing wrong whoever likes it , everyone is different ,
Thats how life gets its meaning brick by brick ,which ultimately makes sense in our final innings
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