women -the resorvior of possiblities

Today the importance of women in the society is beyond any suspicion.In today’s world, women with their ambitions, intelligence and strength have proved that the word ‘inferior’ has nothing in common with their gender.Not only have they magnificently managed their households,they are also impeccably conquering the professional front.

One of the greatest achievements of women has been in space technology and research.As Chandrayaan-2 sets to make history, credit for the project goes to the team behind the mission. Among other things what makes this mission unique for the space agency, ISRO, is that it is its first to have two women leading a project. Not only that, 30 per cent of the members working on the Chandrayaan-2 mission are women.
Muthayya Vanitha was appointed as the first woman project director of ISRO as an electronics system engineer and had the heavy burden of handling the mission. She was responsible for data handling systems for India’s remote sensing satellites.She exhibited excellent problem-solving skills and team management capabilities even during the havoc caused with the landing of Chandrayaan-2.
Ritu Karidhal was the mission director of Chandrayaan-2. She was responsible for the spacecraft’s outward autonomy system. Karidhal is also known as the ‘rocket woman’ of India. She has also received the ISRO Team Award for MOM, Women Achievers in Aerospace.
Both the women have two decades of experience. They also share another common thing between them – they both have excruciating work hours.Also,they both have showcased what women are capable of achieving.They were able to provide enough reasons for ISRO to hire more women to conquer the moon and change society’s mindset regarding the female gender.

It is high time we support women and sensitize the society about the necessity of including women in something more than just the household chores.If used efficiently women workforce could act as a phenomenal asset for the upliftment and betterment of the society.

Women are proven to have a better memory than men,they tolerate pain and handle stress better than men. Women are also great multitaskers.Thus, in a nutshell, if provided enough opportunities, women can be prodigious leaders, achieving heights and shaping the world into a better place.

unaware consciousness

living in this superficial idealistic world that i created in my mind for several years now,i have indeed finally been struck with an unacceptable and uncomfortable realisation.never had i ever thought that anything could negate what i intended to experience as life unfolds.

call it luxury and unachievable expectations or aspirations of a decent life that i thought is to be universally bestowed upon me.

call it immaturity or a rather mature independent affirmation of what i needed to naturally attract in my journey of life.

call it foolishness and calousness,let me be known to be taking things for granted and surely i made false promises to myself.

but in defense, that little girl, unaware of the harsh means, life adopts to shape you to be honorable,sufficed and respectable never knew that living is not merely surviving but striving.

its been a meagre portion procured of this unaware consciousness righteously named life.and still loads is unaccomplished.

now i empathize with all the pointing fingers that are looking me in the face and interrogating why such a degrading designation did i asign to the purest of all-life.yet i stand hard as a rock supporting my ‘unaware consciousness’ perception.

this is so because-

*surely we are moving and breathing and eating and drinking today but we are unaware of the day that would be our last to perform these tasks

*surely we are putting all our efforts and rigour in what we intend to achieve yet we are unaware that we still might never crack it.

*surely we are loving and showering affection to our loved ones but we are unaware of many who do not even possess the same.

*surely there are many such prevailing scenerios yet we are unaware that we are unaware of them.

but are we really unaware or oblivious?

i would answer that we humans are nothing more than that immature child with a perception of an idealistic world, who when come in contact with the difficulties of life try to act unaware to just survive and by doing so they exempt the stiving.(just in their minds at least)

thus, again we are making these imaginary idealistic living conditions to avoid pitfalls and toil by means of this unaware consciousness, beneficial in no way yet comforting in many.

i know this perception of mine does not simplifies anything.in fact if something it makes us uncomfortable as it puts us in a turmoil and introduces us to the highly disturbing awareness.

its confusing of course.but thats what our unaware consciousness is meant to be.

I wish i was back floating in a swimming pool right now..

By the share of experiences that life has made me cross paths with till date, i can affirmatively quote that the mere act of living has utmost power of drastically hampering with your mental peace forever. Now dont you misinterpret my first line with my unwillingness to even continue living in this world of enemies and back stabbers.i am just saying that i personally feel that no matter how much i try to provide this hasty world with my share of enlightening selfless help and support,there are never equivalent return rates to be found.

And yes you could just always think in a certain way of being self sufficed by your kind acts for others and by believing that somehow you might have turned around this nasty little world full of selfish demons into just a little better off of a place to reside in.still that would never help you from constricting that emptiness all around your body which although took birth in a small part of your shattered and conned heart but has now spread all over your body by making that innocent skipping blood of yours its comrade.

You are well aware of this emptiness which was initially caused when you realised that though you are surrounded by several beings around you ,most of them are just wearing these masks on their faces which they superglued on themselves way back in their lives.these people too know the consequences of their petty means of dealing with unwanted and unhealthy situations.but when you are continuously forced by the society to neglect the identity and uniqueness that god imbibed in you,you often tend to adapt to the ideal but not so ideal expectations of others.

Now even though the revolting adolescent in me diligently tries to speak against these inhuman norms,the adjusting and compromising adult is always on call duty to shun that adolescent.

So after these many years of fighting with the world and then with myself ,i am just horribly tired .i just need a break from this ruckus. so yes like every other being alive in this foolish world i eventually came to terms with these evils of the society.i surely like everyone else have stopped searching for reliable friends and instead have made this emptiness superimposed on me my solace .i have at last taken my vows of staying truely and only its ‘the one’ till death eventually parts us.

Now thats where i end even contemplating on this topic because even pointing fingers against it is illegal.

And trust me folks i do abide to these regulations.hence,whenever i feel that urge to escape i just say one thing to myself-i wish i was back floating in a swimming pool right now .

Thats because these words could never be elucidated to offend anyone and i just can continue to wish this because back floating in a swimming pool is a scenario where for some time i can avoid all the noise around by shoving that water in my ears ,look up at the stars beyond which god resides and fake for sometime to be floating away like a dead corpse because i am sadly aware that only death will part me from this emptiness. And in this phase i am able to get abundance of serenity and calmness that i could possibly ever get being alive.

So till i lose all control on my body parts and all control on my brain and untill that gushing blood, commuting the emptiness stops flowing once and for all i continue to wish that i was back floating in a swimming pool right now.

I feel trapped..

I feel trapped being a girl .not because i hate the stereotyped long hair , pink clothes , glossy rosy lips,on point black lined eyes,long painted nails or that slender waistline,but because of this male dominated society, because of these restrictions on my say in this world not only on others but also on myself, because of the never ending list of rules that govern the way i should be..

I feel trapped being a student.not because i am unwilling to be one ,but because of the stupid competition that we alone have associated with such a pure act of gaining knowledge.the association of education with pay and allowances is what disturbs me .

I feel trapped in my own skin.not because i have an unaccepted beige complexion,but because of the importance given to fairer tones.

I feel trapped experiencing emptiness.not because i am a loner,but because us millennials are fake enough to just endulge ourselves into those cell phones of ours and be really awesome in that virtual world but being really really dull as a person in real life.

I feel trapped in general. Not because I am deprived of something essential in this world but by helplessly observing this world around me unable to provide those basic necessities that each person requires and of portraying those basic traits that can do the least of restricting someone from feeling trapped.


I am going to end this blog now not because these are the only things that make me feel trapped but because of the fact that humans are expected to have brilliant controls over their emotions and not portray their weaknesses to others as they might use it in brutal and savage ways to anguish your mental peace.

So i dont want to put so much effort to just be strangled and eventually be in the same state , experiencing the same feeling of being trapped.

The photographer to be…

Though it was a hot sunny afternoon with a scorching sun hovering over the building,the little boy was fascinated by the thought of drenching himself in the sun rays sneaking into his classroom, through the ajar window.the waving curtains seemed to be fighting a war with the sunlight rays as it continuously restricted them from entering the room.the boy was suddenly distracted from his fascination by the horrible sound made by the fan which was in a dilapidated condition.the boy was not at all interested in studying and so did not focus on the lesson that was being taught and rather preferred sleeping. Just before dozing off he saw the bulletin board on the wall. Believing it to be a blank canvas on which he started painting his future and eventually fell asleep.he encountered dreams in his sleep which he was willing to achieve in life.he wanted to pursue photography and in his dream he possessed an excellent camera and lenses and lights and flashes and all other equipments that lead him to the path of becoming a successful photographer.he shot animal photoghraphs,birds,landscapes, photos of adults and children and anything and everything.and though he was dealing with tragic, boring and opposing reality ,he slept with a smile on his face hoping his dream might come true.

Darkness has now spread in the entire underconstructed and mismanaged office .it is all empty except that there is a middle aged man sitting in a room filled with paperwork and files arranged in an unorderly fashion.he is a well built man but despite that he seems really lonely, depressed and stressed.probably he is the owner of the office building. Maybe he started a business but was unsuccessful in maintaining it .he for a moment looked at a pin board on the wall .he wants to pin up all of his aspirations for future.but sleep acted as a hindrance and he started dreaming and he saw nothing about future but instead he went in his past.suddenly he was in a jungle .it is was dense jungle and he was all alone .

Firstly,he saw a bunch of monkeys jumping about on the branches of trees just like how he in his past dogged problems and uncomfortable situations.he then moved forward and saw a snake sliding and moving in a zig zag motion through the dry leaves on the ground.he remembered how he had tried to escape responsibilities. Moving forward he saw a deer running away from its mother who tried to stop it but it revolted and consequently got eaten by the tiger just like how the man had left his parents when he wanted freedom and was eventually eaten by the evils of the world outside the comfort of his home.then he moved ahead and noticed a bunch of rabbits walking on a steep area to reach the height but there was one rabbit who was stupid enough to climb a totally vertical piece of land and failed each time he attempted to do so .the man compared how he was stupid enough just like the rabbit to choose wrong paths in life.he then saw a hyena stretching and walking gracefully in the distance and the man recalled the time when he got attracted to a very beautiful and confident lady which distracted him from his goal and made him miserable.

The man was then irritated and scared of the jungle and wanted to get out but couldn’t as he was in the center of the jungle and when he looked up towards the sky he saw a dense canopy and felt trapped and helpless just like he did outside of this dream in his real life.

He woke up with his heart beating fast and decided to go back home .on his way to that tiny and suffocating room called’ home’ he remembers how he disappointed that little boy he was who was focused to become a photographer.

He reached his empty home and though men are said to be strong,that night his pillow did drink those salty drops of water.

Could change be changed??

Its surprisingly unbelievable how things change so easily and quickly…things around you , people around you and the circumstances… everything just gets changed sometimes even opposite of what it used to be…We on the other hand keep standing still and keep gawking at the mysterious twists and turns of life..These changes affect us drastically.. mostly in a terrible manner but sometimes it takes us to this wonderful place in our lives that it changes us into a better human being..As human nature is built,we tend to look at the demerits and negatives of everything..but today i am in the mood to highlight the good version of these changes..Now ‘change’ ?? What does this mean?? everyone is busy cursing it ..but do we really know its essence ?? Changes is one special and magical phenomenon of our lives..its totally natural ..as we change physically and mentally throughout our lives,other things also transform themselves into something else..

Now we may change for the better or for the worse.. similarly our situations and surroundings also change maybe for good or maybe just to ruin our lives..but you know what fascinates me the most that all these changes in us or our surroundings are just meant to be ..they are not for us humans to change.you see change cannot be changed..So now after all of this rubbish of mine,lets not get distracted and let me show case the real worth of change.*Change gives meaning to life.*Change helps us grow* Misery associated with change is priceless.its important to make us strong in this world full of hurdles.* Although change makes us regret what all we missed that we valued in the past ,but it also makes us realize that what all things are ahead for us to seek and enjoy .*Change is important.change is preciousSo why not accept all the drawbacks of change and trust it as its survival is beneficial for us..lets welcome change each time with open arms into our lives.. believe me change is good and even if it is not you might as well accept it the way it is because change cannot be changed.

Dry pillows..

It happens to everyone, everyone with a miserable past or an unbearable present or an unstable future.many people often say their lives are static, unsatisfying, atrocious, hideous and all other distasteful words that they could think of.people always find sorrow in their sacrifices,struggles,losses,emptiness, etc.
And that huge list of complaints that they memorise by heart and keep reciting like a poem..

Always facing crisis,so many sacrifices ,people’s useless advices and those distasteful surprises..but do they ?..no ,the meaning of life nobody summarises and the learnt life lessons nobody revises…
But lets just stop complaining for a while and understand that life is very short so feeling miserable and depressed each time you listen to that old favorite melody song of yours ,or while you feel the changing weather,or when you look at those entries of your worn out old diaries that you found in the most abandoned place of your house and that sweet wet mud fragrance during the rainy season that reminds you of one of the fondest memories of your past …
Yes life is hard.. but lets consider the fact that there are very few ‘DRY PILLOWS’ in this world.
So why not find joy and happiness in all of our problems and try to appreciate everything in life..
lets look in the mirror each morning not to be ashamed of our physical appearance but to high five that chirpy,cheerful, happy,carefree and satisfied little kid in us…
And all of this just to flood the world with dry pillows and not flood the pillows with our tears…😊