The Best Disguise Award

‘These politicians can fetch The Best Disguise Award, I tell you’ Alankrita said while throwing remote on the couch

I laughed, I met her 12 years ago and she hasn’t changed a bit…she is a reporter by profession and becomes very aggressive when it comes politics but a gem at heart…I smiled and said ‘I can’t agree with you’

‘You believe that they are saint’

‘No they are assholes…but they don’t deserve the Best Disguise Award’ I passed freshly baked cinnamon bread to her…she took a full bite ‘Whl you wean?’

‘I think Best Disguise Award should be given to women’

‘Please enlighten me’

I smiled…I love her it’s so easy to talk to her…she never judge you…and always ready for a new opinion…  ‘Kriti look at the women…when we are in college we try to pretend our family is cool…when our parents force us to choose a specific career, we might be bleeding from inside but will say out loud, I am fulfilling my dreams…when it comes to choosing a life partner…do we have option…never…we didn’t say no, because we know it’s of no use’

‘That’s not true…parents have changed’

‘Really how many…we are few bunch of people who are lucky…I am talking from a general point of view Kriti…how many parents asks their daughters…like a good girl we jump in the dark pit…no matter how much have been through because of our husband, children and in laws…we always have fake smile “I have a perfect family”…I have two loving kids and a true gentleman who is great husband and loving father…but reality is way to different…our husband might be beating the shit out of us night after night but in kitty parties we would be like ‘he is so romantic, he bought me this sari last month’ even if he has never bought her a single handkerchief also…’

‘I know what you are getting at…my mom has suffered so much because of dad but in front of the whole world she is always “ I have a super awesome husband…I have seen her lying thousands of time in front of other about Dad even when he is abusing her day & night’

‘See now you are getting my point…aren’t we women deserve the Best Disguise Award…we might be dying with every passing day…reason can be any from parents, career to husband and family…but we create illusion by putting a happy mask’

‘True…look at us…we are happy in our personal life still there are moments when we also carry those happy mask…interesting…do you think women in other parts of the world have happy masks too’

‘Obviously…history has proved women have done PhD in camouflaging’ we both started laughing…because it’s an inside joke which only we women can understand

Love ❤ AARYA

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Honesty Is The Best Policy…

People always say Honesty is the Best Policy…well in today’s world following this quote religiously is pain in the ass…but when it comes to relationships…Honesty is the Best Policy

Now you need to understand…out here I am not talking about Lying…I am talking about staying Honest…I am talking about Hiding and not Confessing when you still have time…

In last ten years of my life…I have understood one thing…if you maintain transparency…you will get the best out of your relations…whether it’s the relationship of husband and wife or any other relation of life…from your parents till your client…

You peep into any broken relationship…you will find that either of the party was not honest…they hide something out of fear…now that fear might be of losing opposite person or relationship…sometimes things become so messier that it creates huge gap…which can never be fixed…

Why do we hide? Why don’t we confess on time? Why do we wait till the end for life to become more fucked up?…God knows but it’s human nature…

Few years back Vicky and I became the victim of honesty…he didn’t say a single word to me till end…I knew something was wrong…he was in some kind of trouble…but I sealed my lips thinking he might be having troubles with his colleagues…almost after a year things went out of control…and some people took advantage of it and created misunderstanding between us…I believed them because they filled all the gaps which Vicky had created in over the last one year…

Somewhere deep down…my heart was saying he cannot do that but circumstances were against him…he never confided to me…whenever I questioned he was always like stay out of it…and people who were jealous took advantage of the situation…somehow we sorted the whole matter…those were the worst time of our relationship…things were on the rocks for couple of months…how did we patch up…well that’s another story…

But can you see my intention…I could have shared any other story but I shared mine…because I have been through it…I am sure all of you have gone through these kind of trust and honesty issues in your lives…maybe with your parents, spouse, friends or children…been there, done that…

So why don’t we try to change things little bit…after all it’s a global problem…why don’t we start with our kids…creating a suitable environment and asking them to be honest, if they ever get in some kind of trouble…making them understand, we might shout and be very angry…but after sometime we will sort out everything for you…

How would this help us???

Well in future whenever our kids will be on their own…they would remain honest in their relations…secondly they will always know…there is someone who trusts them with his life…so why don’t we stay honest…

I don’t know whether you liked this idea or not…but Vicky and I have been following this pattern since that time…we fight and get angry but do remain honest with each other…

Honesty in relationship is like that medicine…which sucks in taste…but it’s effective in long run…

 Love ❤ AARYA

I Look Up To YOU…

Last few weeks were very hectic and coming few weeks are going to take away my life for sure…I would be done with my course very soon…so loads of work…one of the reason I am not regular on blog…but that’s not what I want to talk about…

In last couple of days I did assignments, prepared models, presentations & tons of last minute submissions…which topic should be taken for research…what should be the causes what should be the hypothesis…believe me it’s not easy…

My research topic was Students are not interested in Theoretical Knowledge…and my final presentation topics are Film Accounting & Charismatic Leadership…can you imagine the workload…and on top of it I helped my friends and some other fellows not only with topic & material but with full & final presentation too…

While helping them I was not feeling irritated…I loved it…I got a chance to learn about various interesting fields…but the best thing was I helped students who were fresh out of college…who are still babies in this cruel world…

I can see their puppy faces while writing also…what to do, what not to do, how shall I talk, how shall I speak, how shall I stand, how shall I walk and what not…I made this journey bit comfortable and relaxing for them…it became little burdensome for me…I know I am not going to get any additional grades for all of this…but does it matter 🙂

I remember when I was fresh out of college…I didn’t have anyone to look up to…who can guide me or help me with my career or studies…I don’t regret it but I might have chosen a different path if someone was there to show me various available options…

When my fellow students who are 4 to 6 years younger than me…come to me with some problem…I real feel for them…I can understand their confused status of mind even though their whtsapp status is saying they are uber cool…I love talking to them and helping them in best way possible…

So what if I didn’t get a chance and support I was looking for few years back…at least I can become the one for others who are in desperate need for it…I kinda feel good abou ma self 😉 …you know wha I mean…

Will try to catch you soon…love ❤ AARYA

I am not a Blind Follower…

I am a firm believer in God…but I don’t believe and follow rituals blindly, just because people are doing some ritual for decades, I should also do it…No Ways…

I started Fasting on every Monday since I was in school…I used to visit temple every Monday morning before leaving for school, there I used to offer milk to LORD SHIVA…I did this for years until the day I went to a different Temple…I bought a packet of milk from the only shop outside the temple gate…as routine I offered the milk, as soon as I came outside, few street children surrounded me…they started asking me for some Prasad (sweet) and money…I gave some money…I started my scooty and went straight to my college…

Something was odd…I don’t know what but I was not happy about it…later that evening I was watching NEWS…every channel was showing Shiv Mandir with devotees offering thousands liters of Milk to Lord Shiva…they covered different angles of Temple and then showed something that changed my whole perception…there in between all that holy mess, milk was flowing like an unstoppable waterfall…

Everyone was enjoying the festival, but nobody was bothered about the liters of milk getting wasted…there onward I decided never ever to offer milk to Lord Shiva…there are thousands of children in our country who never gets a single drop of milk in their entire life…and here, we are wasting thousand liters of milk in name of God, that is so wrong and totally unacceptable…How could we be so irresponsible?

My point is that Lord Shiva has never asked us to offer milk or any kind of other food items…that is a true fact…we are just following these lame people for years…WHY?…Pundit says its written in our holy books…Really…And…Who wrote those books?…Lord Shiva or his assistance Nandi or his son’s Kartikey or Ganesh…alright, no need to give me that tough look…

I am just saying that these Veda Puranas are interpreted by humans, what we follow is the perception of different human over the years, so there are some errors…let’s not go into it, for the time being…I believe that why to waste so much amount of milk when thousands of children are hungry…instead of letting all that milk go into gutter, why not distribute few packets of milk to children as per your pocket…

Well, thanks to that news channel cameraman, who showed me that footage…I still fast on Monday but it’s being more than ten years I have stopped offering milk, instead I make sure that I distribute few packets of milk every year to kids…I am doing my bit…are you???

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I wrote it almost a year ago…when i was a newbie in the blogging world…I thought I would edit it but than I changed my mind…I am reposting it because today Indians are celebrating Maha Shivratri…I hope you can understand my viewpoint…till next time…

Love ❤ AARYA