Drifting thoughts

Dear Daisy, Yesterday, I got a letter from my niece. She is having a hard time in trusting people. Of course, it is the result of past experiences. Well, to be honest till yesterday even I thought that I don't trust people, except a select few. But when I got this letter from her, I gave it a thought. What is trust exactly? Let us take an example to understand it. Say, I shared a secret with my friend and made her promise not to tell anyone. She kept her promise and never uttered a single word about it. So now I trust her to safely keep secrets. Next time I won't hesitate in sharing something with her. On the contrary, if she broke the promise, I would never confide in her again. So basically I have an expectation from my friend here. Let us take another example: You love your spouse. But one day you come to know that they have been disloyal to you and have an extra-marital affair. Here, since loyalty is expected from your partner, you feel that they broke your trust. Wh...

Dear Daisy, The Alchemist, one of my all time favourite books. The story is amazing but what I loved most was the first few pages of the author's note. For those who have already read it , this might be a repetition but for those who are new to this, I'm sure you'll find it pretty interesting. I am going to quote a part of the note here. "What is a personal calling? It is God's blessing, it is the path that God chose for you here on earth. Whenever we do something that fills us with enthusiasm, we are following our legend. However, we don't all have the courage to confront our own dream. Why?" - The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho So, when I first read this, I fell in love with the idea of personal calling and following your passion. Not just this book; there are a lot of inspirational quotes that people keep on citing regarding the same. For instance: But sadly, I had a hard time figuring out my true passion (I'm still trying to). There are...

Dear Daisy, My Dad's an awesome story teller. When I was a kid, he told me that there's always someone who's watching over us (Well, I still believe that one!) and that there's this big book in which all our records are maintained. All our good deeds fetch us points, but whenever we do something bad, points will be taken off. Since I was a little girl who believed in magic and angels and all, so he added, that when I'll reach a thousand points I'll become an angel myself. And I truly believed that. So, everyday when he returned from his office, we would sit together to calculate how much points did I earn that day. My brother and I almost fought every day, like most of the siblings do. So even if I earned points for things like helping Mom or completing my homework in time or by just being a good kid in general, all my points would get deducted because I fought with my brother and cried and got angry. We kept on doing this until one day when I got frustrated ...

Dear Daisy, Image by  Free-Photos  from  Pixabay Somethings are just meant to be. The view from the bridge was so mesmerising that it held me rooted and I just couldn't budge from my spot. So I sat there for a long time refusing to move on cause I mistook the bridge for my destiny. I never realised that my destiny was on the other side of the bridge and not the bridge itself. Days went by and I sat there like a statue, watching the sun rise every single day and admiring the view. I never got bored of the same view. It still had the same effect on me as it had on the first day.  And then, one day, came the storm to make me realise that you cannot build a home on a bridge. The bridge shuddered violently and yet I was not worried about my life. All I hoped was that it would survive the storm, cause I knew that when the storm would pass, everything would be as beautiful as before.  In my stupid stubbornness I held so tightly to the bridge that I would ha...

Dear Daisy, Tell me something - if there was no one in front of whom you could pretend to be happily single, will you still feel awesome, all ALONE? Okay let me elaborate. CLOSE YOUR EYES. No, no, no, wait. First let me describe the situation. Just imagine, you are on a beautiful island. There is a gorgeous house on the beach. You can see the sun rising from your bedroom window. You have all the facilities you can think of - internet, swimming pool, gym, home theatre, etc. And the most important thing (well according to me, but I'm sure most of you will agree with me here)- an unlimited access to all types of delicious, finger-licking good, food. BUT, you are alone. You can talk to anyone over the cell or chat but no personal one-on-one contact. You have your dream job but let's just say you're working remotely. Now, close your eyes and just feel the moment. Does this feel peaceful? Are you, right now, wishing for this?  If yes, then, for how long can you survive this?...

Dear Daisy, I know it is something that I do not approve of that much. I mean why write only about love and romance. I like books that are about magic like real world sorcery, magic. But I realised that love is after all the emotion that drives us. Well, not totally true. For some it may be rage or hatred or I don't know a different kind of emotion or passion. Anyway let's get to the point. So, every time I watch a romantic movie I become all emotional. And that's exactly when I start missing my husband a lot more if he's not around. Yeah, I agree, my life is not perfect. As a matter of fact no one's is. Every fairy tale ends with "And they lived happily ever after.". I have always wondered that, is it really possible for a person to be happy forever after getting something or someone they've always desired for? Okay I don't know about you but maybe I could tell you my story. I love my husband very much. I fell in love with him when I was 20...

Dear Daisy, I always wanted to write a novel. Isn't that cool? I am not sure if I'll be able to accomplish that big a task in one lifetime. So I thought why not write something shorter. And then it occurred to me, " Hey why not write a blog? Everybody does. Its fun, short and in trend." So falling into the same trap of being a sheeple and following the trend I hereby start my very own blog, where I can write shit (no offence to anyone) and hopefully make people believe that I am an awesome writer. Okay, now once this has been decided that I want to write "something", comes the next big and the most important question, " What should I write about?" Frankly speaking my knowledge is limited, I mean like really very limited. Well, the reason being, that I am a girl, belonging to a middle class family, who never had the guts to step out from the comfort of her bedroom to face the world. And knowledge, my dear friend, is something that cannot be lea...