Curve

Daily Prompts

What is a curve? Something, that is not straight. I think, nothing is straight. Our lives? Never straight. They are full of ups and downs, bliss and misery, marvellous experiences, a thousand number of feelings. Us? We were never straight, were we? Okay, I am not talking about homosexuality, but our different moods, ways of conversations, likes and dislikes, eating habits, and so much more. We like something at this instant, however, maybe, after a few days, loath it the most. We listen to the same song for ages, till we get bored of it. However, we never get bored of something, but ourselves. We try to do, what we wish to do, but, we are never triumphant. We chase dreams, we can’t see, we do weird things which bear no meaning.

I remember, yesterday, a friend sent a message, “fewf ff dfhed dh ?”
I replied, “Gdudhiwueyegsuaowkajahshsh.”
He said, “hfhdfdsafkf df :)”
I answered, “Gafatwg hdhdu. !!!”
“fjafjsdaf ffas fsadjf asfaf afjo f!!!! fsadhfjdaff dsfadhf fg? fsdhfdf, dfdsf.”
“Yjhr togdff??”
” aefhadf fuasf asfgjha fafjhasf fgvjhf sadvjvdsa. dhsadf dfjhs f. fhd f! :(”
“Hsgeveue jsuehrvd heheiwowb shafwrw. 😦 hsheiow. Hsheueiiw :)”

This went on. It had no meaning, and you might think, what on earth you are reading. However, after that, he said that, everything we had, made meaning to us but not to the world. He continued that we were pretending to make something out of nothing. We acted accordingly, to fulfill each other’s wish. Life is about making something out of nothing, that will make you someone different, unique. More than this, you should find glee in everything and live your life the way, you want to. Because, if, one day, you had the chance to watch the movie of your life, I hope, you will watch it, like you had never watched anything more spellbinding.

Have a great life.
Love,
Touchwords

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Curve

Faded away

Faded away

One day, I long to sit around with some books and just read them, doing merely nothing else, the whole day. This had been a dream since a year or two. As a child, I was never a bookworm, and never did I have this urge to read more and more. However, later, I really, fathomed the addiction to books. I did read a few. But, I could not do so for long, as the board examinations were more important, I guess. In the eleventh standard, I cannot “squander” my time, reading some books. I hope you comprehend, why I highlighted the word, squander. I have so many books, yet to be read, and unfortunately, I have to spend my time with the gargantuan JEE books, filled with aggravating problems and laws. I am so out of luck, that when I understood the profound love for books, I was detached from them. I have the Da Vinci Code, The Hush Hush sequels, The fault in our stars, Harry Potter books, The Great Gatsby, and many more, yet to be explored, resting on my shelves. I stare at them, in despair, and then, I turn my eyes back at the Nomenclature sums, where I have to conjecture the names of some pathetic, ludicrous chemical compounds.

So many aims and aspirations just fade away in this unending journey, don’t they? I feel to run away to some tranquil woods or a seaside, listen to music, read books, meet new people, learn new things. But, who will let me do that? I have to sit back, at my house, stare at the same ancient walls painted green, and orange, the same bright curtains, the mammoth sofas, the not-so-handsome dinning table, and my monotonous life. Okay, no more monotony. To my astonishment, I got a total of hundred likes. It may seem small to those, whose each post bears a number of maybe more than a hundred likes. However, I was too blissful to see that and sprang up in the air. My stats said that there were a total of two-sixty six views, and a hundred-ten visitors. Okay, touchwords is buzzing now. Not really! I am grateful, to whoever is reading this, because my works never got much appreciation. Needless to say that, there have been some people, who always stand by my side. So, I be on cloud nine, when I see some likes on my posts, or when the number of views elevate to an unexpected level. Thank you.

Have a great life.
Love,
Touchwords

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The three day quote challenge(Day three)

Thank you,  Iridescence, for this tag again.

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Post a quote for three consecutive days.
  3. Nominate three new bloggers each day

I failed in doing this challenge, as my examinations stood as a big giant in the path. Okay, this time, I will quote something different. Here it goes,

“It helps sometimes to dwell on the good memories. They remind you that happiness does exist, though it may not seem that way now.” – Yvonne Woon, Dead Beautiful

I would nominate, Musings, Coffee table thoughts, Teenage nomad.

Have a great life.
Love,
Touchwords

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Obstacles

Daily Prompts

Obstacles
Can limitations and obstructions push us forward in our creative work?

If someone is determined enough to reach what he cannot see, he will work consistently, till he arrives in the nick of time. Obstacles and limitations will always be in our paths, endeavouring to keep us from our destination. We back out or give up, thinking that, we won’t be able to survive it. However, who keeps on the track, walks alone, pushes against the mighty storm, wins. Because, if there is hard work, there will be a fruitful end to it. To the brave souls, obstacles and boosts are synonymous, but, to the fragile ones, the same direct them towards the fruitless end. But, one should keep walking without the greed for the fruit.

One thing that should be recalled by everyone in the difficult times, “It is you and only you, who will win. There is no other outcome or equation.”

Have a great life.
Love,
Touchwords

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Obstacles

 

Pierced heart

Pierced heart

I can never fathom, why people pretend to be your best friends and then, be like strangers around you. Whenever they need assistance, they beg for it. However, they evade you, when everything is at its place. Doesn’t this mean to get used? Okay, if this means so, then, I am used everyday. An arrow pierces my heart, when I expound it to myself, that people were never better. This profound fact is too harsh to be explained to anyone. Let me talk about one instance, in a nutshell. It was a birthday of my friend, and, she had given her word to take us for lunch. However, she invited some to her house, without saying a word to the others. Although she was aware of that we had been to her house once, she didn’t care to tell us a word about it. Invitation does not matter. What matters is, her friendship and the bond we have. This proved me wrong, and I came across the excruciating truth that there was never one, and if there had been any, then it was frail like a leaf, shivering in the mighty storm. Getting to understand the world, is so astonishing, isn’t it? The most exasperating thing is that, I have to act like nothing had happened. Who is looked at, with disdain, all the time? I am. Who has got a raw deal? I have. Spellbinding life.

Now, let me talk about something, that doesn’t pierce my heart, but repairs it. Lately, I have been good friends with a person, who wants to be a movie director. Shall I mention the gender? Okay! He is the most talented person, I have ever come across. His creativity is something, that fetters me in a chain of entrancement. Although he always thinks that his plots and works are no better, they are out of the box. I do not know, how he manages to think so different but, he is rather a pessimistic being. His ideas are never stereotypical. I feel special when I am with Dipsha, Urvashi, Swarnika and, at times, Sowmya too. But, when he asks me to read his plots, edit them a bit, or what more he could add in, what some of the scenes should be like, how he could depict some of the sections, I feel important. Yes, important. Because, never do I get asked so many questions and he thinks I am intellectual enough to answer them. I am grateful to have a friend like him. Well, he said the same to me, yesterday. Don’t take it otherwise, because, there are no romantic vibes towards him. It was the end of the suspense, wasn’t it? What did you think, I was going to say, I have fallen in love with him or something astonishing like that? Sorry, some other day.

Today is the birthday, of one of my best friends, Arpita. I was determined to send her a recording just at midnight, and yes, I succeeded in doing that. I miss her so awfully, as she didn’t get enrolled into our school. There are so many people, I wished, would stay. But, does it ever work as you have planned?  No, is always the answer. I just got my chemistry book on my lap, and it is staring at me with eyes, full of exhilaration. Okay, I need to burn the midnight oil.

Have a great life.
Love,
Touchwords

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Love yourself

Love yourself

I had earlier taken an oath to post daily, whatever be it, but daily. I failed. Then, I promised to myself, if not daily, then I will write something over here at least, once a week. I failed again. This is the thing. When we don’t get appreciation or in this case, follows, likes and comments, we just break down and back out. We give up, thinking that it is really not our thing. However, in the end, who keeps on the track, works consistently, wins. My teacher said, lately, “If you work hard, you’ll get the upshot. That is that.” Although I don’t write to get likes and follows, I was crestfallen. To my astonishment, I was. I loathed this fact because I love writing and some likes and follows shouldn’t decide whether I should cease this. Again, I pledge to write once a week. Let us see, if I’ll be able to do that in the midst of the pandemonium in my life.

Life hasn’t been better, and I updated a status on Facebook, “I want to die.” I googled it, “I want to die.” The first result, “Need help? Call 022 2754 6669.” I wondered, there are so many people who yearn to give away their lives and, it is such a hard and perpetual feeling. One has to go through such a trauma, to wish for death. We, all, fear death. Who doesn’t? However, think of those, who want to embrace death. Death. A big word. It means the end of your existence. You won’t be able to talk to your kith and kin, laugh with them, sing a song, dance some weird steps, walk on the beach, gaze at the unending sky, read poetry, sleep beside the fire in the freezing nights, walk your pet, write your journal, and so more. You won’t be able to anything that you loved. Think of them, who want to give up all these. Think of their anguish which made them take such an awful step. Some say, you cannot suicide and it will be a shame. But, no. It isn’t a shame. It is shame on those people or those circumstances which made him or her do so. World never fathoms, does it? I would never say, you should not suicide. It isn’t the right word. I would say, you shouldn’t give up. I can comprehend the situation is so harsh to you, that you long to flee away so that you never have to perceive yourself, melancholy. But, remember, the Sun rises after the night. Always. Although the Sun dies every night so that her love, the Moon can rise, we behold her beautiful face every time we open our eyes. That rhymes well. I won’t ask you to have faith in others or God or the situation, rather I would ask you to have the same in yourself. Because it is you, who can fight the world the best. No other would ever fathom your agony, or do your work for you, or help you out, and it all comes down to you, when you have to win the war. And, you cannot say that you are fragile and you won’t be able to survive it. No, you can. Now, you may ask, who said that to me. My answer would be, I said that to myself. Because in every war, it is you, who will win and that is the only equation. There can be no other outcome. Keep this thing engraved in your heart and brain. You and only you will win. One last thing, whatever be it, love yourself.

Have a great life.
Love,
Touchwords

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