The 30 Day Blog Challenge

I came across this on a fellow blogger's blog and since I think I have run out of topics to write about, I am starting up with this challenge. :)
And I am not taking up this challenge alone. Tanya is my partner all the way! :D
You can read her blog posts here.


The 30 Day blog Challenge

Day 1: Introduce, 10 interesting facts
Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name and why you started blogging
Day 3: Favorite TV shows
Day 4: Your favorite books
Day 5: Your family
Day 6: 10 of your favorite things
Day 7: Favorite movies
Day 8: A place you've traveled to
Day 9: About your friends
Day 10: Things you're afraid of
Day 11: Views on drugs and alcohol
Day 12: Your zodiac sign, and how it fits your personality
Day 13: Things you are OCD about
Day 14: Your favorite memory as a kid
Day 15: Top Ten Favorite Songs
Day 16: Things you want to say to 5 different people
Day 17: Things you are currently worried about
Day 18: Things you have learnt this year
Day 19: Pictures of 5 celebrities you find attractive
Day 20: Your day, in great detail
Day 21: Things you want to say to an ex
Day 22: Your worst habits
Day 23: 10 ways to win your heart
Day 24: 5 things that never fail to make you feel better
Day 25: Any other career you could pick apart from your current one
Day 26: Weird things you do when you are alone
Day 27: Someone who fascinates you and why
Day 28: Kind of people you hate
Day 29: Somethings you regret
Day 30: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days.



A special thank you note to all the people who've been waiting for my posts. I am back with a bang! :)

The baggage of Romance

I just watched this movie right now. 50 First Dates.
Okay, I know, I am very late. Don't get started on it.
But, I'm here to write something about it. [If I don't, I'll carry this heaviness for some days.]

So, the movie is about Henry Roth, a man afraid of commitment until he meets the beautiful Lucy. They hit it off and Henry think he's finally found the girl of his dreams, until he discovers that she has Goldfield's Syndrome, a short-term memory loss which makes her forget him the very next day of their first meet. (Yes, ouch!) 
















She just remembers some October date, the day it was her father's birthday. The same day she meets with an accident. It was that that she can't create any new memories after the mishap. So, every day, to keep her away from the shock, her father and brother celebrate the same rituals of the father's birthday. It then shows how this doesn't stop Henry and he meets her in a different way (even after being warned by her bro and dad to keep away from her), wins her heart from the scratch. Every single day. Henry comes up with an idea to make a video explaining to Lucy her accident and their relationship and play it every morning for her.
At the end they marry, with Lucy every morning freaking out on how she is in a stranger's home (and bed) and he calming her down with the 'Good Morning Lucy' video tape. They even have a daughter! (YES!)

I mean, wow! Such a wonderful fantasy! 

But. Fantasy. Yes. 

That's where I want to make a point. 

I am perfectly happy being single or in a relationship, but these romantic movies are so beyond perfect that what you have, feels less already.
Everything is so beautiful, so smooth and we know, will be great at the end to make a perfect 'happy ending'. They are filled with handsome heroes, beautiful heroines, loads of love, hugs, kisses, cuddles, love making scenes, picturesque landscapes, beautiful homes and so many oh-I-want-to-live-this-fairy-tale fantasies that makes you hate what you have.
It also makes you feel sad. To name the silliest reason- It makes you feel sad because the movie reminded you of all that your boyfriend doesn't do for you.


When I watched P.S. I Love You, I was dreaming continuously for 2 days around and about some If's- IF I had a life like this or IF I had a guy like Gerry or IF I will get letters like those or IF I could fight and make up like that or IF I could take a trip to Ireland like that or IF somebody knew me that well or IF I was so much in love or IF, IF and IF... It was endless. Oh not to forget, the creepy thoughts of what IF I am left alone like this or what IF I'll be so dependent on him or what IF the person that can help me with recovering from the loss then is only him or what IF, IF and IF...This was endless too. 

Sure, you could tell me- It's just a movie, Pri. What's so much fuss about? or tell me that I am thinking wayy too much. Yes I am. But then, everybody does think. Mine just lasted longer to blog about it. 

I haven't yet watched If Only or The Notebook or Remember Me (to name a few). But, isn't it a good thing? 
Romantic movies, for me, are no good idea. Melodrama, sentiments, emotions, and longing- they bring in my life all sorts of clutter and excess baggage. Which is heavy too. 

R o l l e r c o a s t e r s

Roller Coasters. Hell of a ride.
They take you up to your maximum. Bring you down to your minimum. Mediocre levels too.
They strain you and stir you up. You begin to feel as if you'll never see another chance.
You scream out loud for help, but only you can listen to that.
And the public? They'll only get entertained by your ride.

Sometimes, all you can do through that time is- smile.
Just flash a nice, stunning smile towards the sky.
It will be hard.. Maybe very hard.
But at the end of the day, or the least, at the end of that phase, you'll come out smiling.
Trust Him, believe in yourself, hold on to your seat and smile through that r o l l e r c o a s t e r.
Because, the crux is- sooner or later, it is gonna STOP.

:)

"I like the roller coaster. You get more out of it."



Oh and,
many times, in between all the roller coasters of your life, the person sitting next to you goes on to become your friend, and you happen to hold his hand on the journey back home.

Did you just think of somebody right now and smile? 
You lucky you! :)

Godammit! Writeee!!

Yes, this is what my instinct has been shouting out to me since some days.
Nor that I don't want to write or I'm running away from it but I just don't know why I am not writing.
Maybe laziness. Maybe lack of time. Oh wait! I have a lot of time. But then don't know what.
I sit and keep thinking. Keep thinking bout different perceptions of a single event or about a person or a happening. I find it all so interesting. And whenever I do, I (like a boss) make a mental note of blogging it. But, *sigh*

I love writing. It is a beautiful thing. It's the best way of expression. And it makes me feel light. And it's beautifully quoted by Mason Cooley-

"There are different rules for reading, for thinking, and for talking. Writing blends all three of them."

So here I am, to put up this poster for myself and remind myself that I need to stop framing my thoughts every time just in my mind and for goodness, write them down. Here, on my blog or in my diary.
Or at least save it in the notes of my phone? Hmmm. :)

Exactly what my writing must be saying to me! :P

Freelosophy

Sometimes you cannot control all the situations of your life. You cannot be a control freak every single time. Things have to go wrong and people have to change. [As clichéd as it may sound, it's the way it (read, life) is.]
You have to go out of your way to face some things.
Yeah, so even if it hurts you and you have to hold yourself together while doing that, some decisions need to be taken and some stories should end.

People will change. Maybe, it's not their fault. Or maybe, it is. But in the end, you alone have to fight for yourself. And it's not like people don't give a damn about you.
They’d always be interested in your life. Remember, I said interested.

And that interest will multiply if your life is off track. #TrueStory

So why show the world you’re vulnerable?
One second! You’re not.

So stop underestimating. Stop demeaning. Stop giving the world your negativity. Stop analyzing things and please, stop finding a reason behind all the happenings of your life.
 You’re not God to know everything. Face the reality. Before that, accept it.
And let it go. Start living your life. Don’t just let it pass.


Talk to your best friend or to somebody from your family or to your close friends.
Cry your heart out. And then close those chapters then and there. You and your friend can maybe bonfire on them, you know! :)

But don’t carry it forward. Sustaining it will make heavy space in your mind and heart. Like they say, keep the glass down.
I agree it’s impossible to completely chuck it in the dustbin and move on. The memories linger. But then, why let the suitcase of bad memories lead?
Yeah, life is too short to wake up with regrets. And befittingly, Life is too short to cry over things that went wrong.
Count your blessings. And when you actually do that, you’ll be amazed at it’s intensity. And you’ll strike a happy realization of you being abundantly blessed.  



Go out! Celebrate good things, happy memories, wonderful people *only* and the power residing in YOU.
Celebrate and elevate yourself! 

PS, “Life is too short to spend your precious time trying to convince a person who wants to live in gloom and doom otherwise. Give lifting that person your best shot, but don't hang around long enough for his or her bad attitude to pull you down. Instead, surround yourself with optimistic people.”
-Zig Zigler