The power of the words

Writing is something which is really powerful. If you would have asked me this question three years ago I would have simply said that writing holds no power because neither I was a reader nor a writer, basically I had not gone through this world. But since now, I am a part of this universe…

My crisis angel, my family!

We are never ever taught during our childhood that failure is part of one’s life and if a person fails, we need to get up and stand again to fight against all the odds. Perhaps because our parents pray that we never experience failure ever in our lifespan but I guess every one of us…

Learn to say “NO”

One thing my grad school has taught me is to say “No”. I never used to read this word in the first place because I believed it would hurt people, but I felt afterwards that in the end I was hurting myself. Saying no to anything which you don’t want to do or what you…

I have a degree, I am educated!

  In India Education is more of having a degree and less of personal growth. You can easily find a Doctor, lawyer, Engineer, an MBA and various other degree holders with thoughts which are worse than that of illiterates. I recall meeting a Medical student who was entirely okay with the idea of slapping his…

Haider movie- The whole story

It’s a long movie but yes its heart touching and too sentimental to deal with. If such things happen in Kashmir I feel sorrowful for those who live there and I thank god for I was born in Chandigarh. The story begins with a doctor helping the terrorists to survive when one of the terrorists …

My first presentation!

Something I have been waiting for from last 4 years was to wear white T-shirt, black trousers and to stand in front of any crowd as a law student. This first was something I had waited for but, I was nervous, my heart was banging (the dhak Dhaka could be felt). I didn’t sleep at…

The crisis within- Kills!

When we are sad for no good a reason that sadness with the passage of time catches on your nerves leading to aggravation and anger. Firstly, how can we detect it out that why the hell is the person inside us sad?