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 There is a very ordinary word in the English dictionary that holds a truly inspiring meaning to it. “Perseverance” In Simple terms, it means: “ Continued effort to do or achieve something, even when this is difficult or takes a long time ” These simple words as defined by the Cambridge dictionary may seem ordinary to one but they hold an infinite pool of motivation for someone who never stops trying even in the face of adversity, failure, or delay. Perseverance isn't just a quality; it's a mindset that propels us forward through challenges, setbacks, and uncertainties. It's about staying committed to our goals, even when the path gets tough. You know the saying right?  Things are going to be difficult.  But you, You are going to be difficult-er  XD Be a problem to your problems, mark your territory!! Well, to be honest, you may not have heard of this saying cause I just made it up! LOL!                          As we navigate our careers, we encounter obstacles

I Am an Idiot But That Is How I Learn I've always been the kind of person who makes mistakes. I'm not talking about small, inconsequential mistakes, like forgetting to turn off the lights when I leave the room. I'm talking about big, embarrassing mistakes, like the time I accidentally set my hair on fire in chemistry class. I used to think that my mistake-prone nature meant that I was stupid. I would beat myself up for not being able to do things as easily as other people seemed to. But over time, I've come to realize that my mistakes are actually a sign of intelligence. (Self-praising is important) You see, I learn from my mistakes. I don't just make them and then move on. I take the time to figure out why I made the mistake, and then I make sure not to make it again. This process of learning from my mistakes has helped me to become a better person. I'm more confident, more resilient, and more resourceful. I know that I can overcome any challenge, as lo

  You are standing in the middle of the road while everything passes you by. It's like sitting in the backseat of the car looking out the side window, the trees and the houses passing by way too fast and you can't even slow down cause it's not you in the driver seat.  I t's an unknown person right there, you don't recognize him. It's been 12 years now, the last time I lifted my cricket bat and went out to play without knowing this will be the last. Things started to follow and my childhood faded but the dust on my toys didn't. They are still sitting up there; like some treasure only for me to find them when I am not looking for. It's not just my childhood that's gone; what about the  "Dreamer"  in me?                                      This might sound sad but trust me it's not, it's only a part of the process. There comes a time in your life when you realize how important it is to discover yourself but at the same time along the

“Do you read often?”   The little kid asked me, looking at me as if asking for an answer in the most poetic yet simple manner. “I do, when I need to escape the reality.” “Now what is that supposed to mean, why would you like to escape the reality when it’s all you have?” *****                                                                                                There is a war going on, the one which we fight with ourselves and the one where the heart and mind are  cursed to exist together in the same being. “Oh! What would I give to feel and not to think” and  “Maybe I  would silence the beating of this erratic thunder going on inside me that clouds my thoughts” “kisse chupaye ghumta hai tu khud ko, khwaabon ko sath liye apne man ko peeche chorde, kyu bhag rha h kisse bhag rha hai tu” 'There was a horrible, erratic thumping in  my  chest, as if a large  bird  was trapped  inside my  ribcage and  beating  itself to death.&#

“khud ki talash mei khud ko hi kho rahe hai hum” #lost myself along the way to discover who I am “You broke your promise” My 10 year old self screams at me. I stand still, looking into her eyes that twinkle with hopes and dreams, a new dream every day, a new hope, a new goal, a new promise to self, a new moment worth remembering, within a second I see all of myself that I left behind a long time ago. Today when I look back, I realize I left a part of me that I never realized I ever had. “ Into the starry night, I gaze into infinity, wishing upon a falling star, will it fulfill my wishes or pass by like any other dead star” I have gazed into infinity, talked to an unknown body that doesn’t exist but seems to grant wishes, maybe the hope of finding myself, the old me who dreamt with eyes wide open kept me going, to search a little deeper, to look into the unknown, to wish upon a dying star. But today I stand here, on the verge of tomorr

 BATTLE SYMPHONY - "When you refuse to give up"   There comes a time in your life, when all the strength just fades away and you feel like drowning in your own fears and giving in to your demons that haunt you every other day. When all you want to do is curl up within yourself, hug yourself tight enough to get broken pieces back together, but sometimes they don’t, these pieces are scattered into a million little pieces that are hard to put back up. In the darkest of your days, when you are sitting in the night all alone thinking where it went wrong, a sinking feeling creeps up into your heart, you start to overthink. Each and every thought you have is worse than the previous one, your mind starts to crumble and you start to shake, this hatred towards yourself keeps on increasing by every minute that’s passes by. You sit there and all you can hear is the voice of your thoughts asking you to give in to your inner demons, but then there’s a moment when

To be young, dumb and broke.                                                                                  To be a couch potato or to be a video game addict, or let’s call it a video game enthusiast.   To sit in front of a T.V or a computer screen to just finish one more episode, call us idiots who waste our time? Nuh we prefer the word “dedicated”. Keeping a track of every move we make, and everything we do. From the way we follow our morning routine to the way we go to sleep after we finish one more round at the game we were playing or to complete one more page, one more chapter, and maybe one more book, we mess up our routine, or let’s say organize it in our own way, where we do what we like to do and we do it when we feel like doing it. This is our time, the time that belongs to the young-crazy-idiotic-yet-smart fellows, who follow up every other step to sneak out and get things done in their own “right way”, many refer to it as the “lazy work”, no we a