Am I being played?

Relationships are beautiful. Falling in love is a gift. Waking up in the loved ones arms is the biggest achievement. But there is an other side too.

My awesome  shortest 1 Week Relationship.

Day 2, He goes, "Oh baby!! I Love You"
Day 3, He calls me as his Girl Friend and introduce me to his friends with that title.
Day 4, He says "I am falling in Love"
Day 5, No Text No Call
Day 6, He goes" We should probably JUST be friends"

Now the questions comes, Am I being played? Honestly, I don't know. May be Yes, May be No. Reason being, Love happens in a day or a split second but the way you show it right to your partner takes time. A person who can't figure out what he/ she wants for a very long time is definitely incapable of knowing his/ her own emotions. They want love but are scared to fall and be in one.  They can't control their emotions, they spit out their past but feel embarrassed later. When a person comes along and your heart beats different, you try but get lost in the confusion. There may or may not be a bunch of nice nights and then concludes saying "Let's be friends"

Things might go wrong or things might become more clear!! But "Am I being played?" is just a phrase that we raise to ourselves, convince ourselves saying "Yes" and take it as a reason to blame on the other and Move On.

A relationship is a mutual consent, it might last for a week, a month, a year or forever!! Its just the luck!!

As long as you are not forced to do something that you don't want to, you were never played!!

How To Move On?

As a Motivational Speaker, this is my all time favorite. I saw people suffer, depressed and kill themselves (at least try to) because they don't know how to move on.

Well, No matter who agrees or disagrees I believe in few facts and kept in practice and had a huge success.

Let me start this by telling you a story, a real one.

One of my cousin's passed away few years back at the age of 16. Entire family was sad and depressed. But none killed themselves or stopped living their lives. I didn't either. I used to think about her before going to bed, used to have bad dreams for a while. But that's all. I moved on like everyone else. After few years of this incident, I broke up my 15 year relationship and what did I do? I moved on just like the way my cousin's mommy daddy did. Breaking up with a person is not too bad when compared to death. Well, I moved on and I am alive, fit, happy and healthy and I am here advising people and making difference.

Now, How to move on?

Wicked Smile Friends!! Though my advises are weird, they definitely works real time.

1. Move on just like the way you go shop for replacing your favorite brand of shoes or a dress. You might not find the exact same, but you will definitely find a better one.

2. Move on chasing dreams that you weren't able to achieve when you were in the relationship. It makes you sleep with a smile and confidence.

3. Move on realizing the fact that there are millions of good looking and successful people in the world who are ready to rock your world.

4. Move on feeling happy that you are still alive and world is waiting for you to get out of the box.

5. Move on being positive, being awesome!!

I know its not as simple as they sound. But I have other options too.

1. Text back someone who was interested in you but you ignored in the past.

2. Have a glass of wine, play some music, dance, cry and go to bed. Repeat!! Till you feel better!!

3. Hangout with strangers and share few laughs but never mention about your stupid breakup. No one really cares!!

4. Compare yourself with that "Ex", make a list of your wins and his/her failures and feel awesome about that.

5. Call your friends and tell them you need a replacement.


P.S : Don't ask me any questions on this post though. Rules are not meant to be explained or clarified!!

Do I Belong Here?

Most common question I raise to myself is "Do I belong here?" And all the times it makes me throw away from the people I truly like. Well, my friend, that's life!!

 Its better to run away or hide  from few as soon as you have that question "Do I Belong Here?"

What do you mean by "Do I belong here?"
I am not talking about the status or life style or beauty or moral. I am only talking about the heart.

I know way too many people, I'm one of them, who push themselves to Fit In but end up with no success. Its okay to have few sleepless and depressed nights instead of sleeping and waking up feeling miserable.

When you know "You don't belong there" no question, you just don't.

When you say I will try to fit in, believe it or not "You can't do it forever"!!

"Being Real" is more important than faking it up.

You don't belong wherever you heart isn't. If you heart says Yes, change other factors. If its says No, change your companionship.

What can we learn from Shape of Earth?

Life is not unpredictable. If we think deep its a Circle, just like The Earth.

Love turns to Apathy, an apologize takes us back to the Love
Birth turns to Death, and to The Birth (believe in reincarnation)
Positive to Negative, work on negativeness and they turn to positive
White to Black, wipe it off and its all crystal clear
Light to Dark, Sun must rise again to shine the light
Good Times to Bad Times, a little patience and we are back
Smart to Dumb, think straight and become smarter
Beauty to Ugly, look with Love and your heart nothing is Ugly in this world.
(P.S: I want to add a little humor and say get plastic surgery)

Bottom line, nothing is permanent in this world. Why hold grudges, Why have a dark soul. Share Love and Move On and Find a New Path to better future.

This is what "Shape of Earth" teaches us.

Perfect Vs Imperfect

I remember the day when I was sitting in my patio full of Jasmines, Roses, hibiscus, veggies and more, thinking what a great life it is. My grandma came asking,” What you doing kiddo?” I said, “Nothing much Grandma, I am just enjoying everything that you gave me and I am very lucky to be here, and there is nothing I hate in my life. If I would have to die right now I won’t have any regrets because you guys gave me the best life everyone dream about” keeping in mind that how perfect my life was with awesome parents, loving brothers and caring grandma. I was shocked when she said “I disagree”. I know that she is not arrogant, so I waited for her to talk further. When she noticed I was excited to know the reason, she dragged me into her lap and said, “Kiddo, life is not just this. Going to school, getting good grades, appreciated by all, coming home, enjoying your cute little garden, life is not just this. There is a lot out there, you have to go and explore and when you do, it makes you want more then comes the real excitement.” I wasn’t sure what she wants to tell, so I was bored already and asked her “let’s just forget about it and get back to the routine, it’s our story time.” I wasn’t smart enough to realize that she wants to complete what I started. She continued “Okay, let me tell you a story. I planned to tell this when you are big enough but I have to say it now or never”

She continued, “Once upon a time there were two best friends. Everyone in the town used to wonder, unlike each other’s lifestyle how can they be friends forever.  Justifying their statement, even though both are very hardworking, intelligent and smart; the way they define life was different. One guy always tries to keep things simple and straight, always scared about the past so spends his time to do things perfectly. He never had alcohol, never smoked, did nothing what typical people call ‘BAD’. But, he has this thing in his heart which always says that he is missing a lot in his life. He wants to have a care free life but he was more bothered  about what people think about him if he does things that he want to. So he always convinced himself to be like the person “his mom and dad wants to be” when he was a kid, the person “his wife and children wants to be” when he was a man. End of the day when he look into the mirror, he always see the artificial expression in his eyes that were made just for the people. When he closes his eyes, he feels that he is fading off in some others dreams. The other guy also likes to keep things straight and simple, but by ignoring people when they talk bad and doing exactly what he wants to do. He was responsible, successful and perfect. But people used to call him a “Bad Boy” because he lives the dreams of others. Living care free, living the way he wants to, mould people and situations as per his wish. He never had regrets in his life for not doing something because of any reason.

One day, both died at the same time. Angels came and took our Bad Boy to heaven and the other his friend to hell. People out there were astonished. One guy dared and asked the God, “I am not sure if you have any idea about what you did. The guy whom you sent to hell was the perfect one. He never did a mistake in his life. And the guy whom you brought to the heaven was imperfect. He drinks alcohol, plays around, smokes and never cared people. What made you do that?” God was quite for a second and said, “I should punish myself not for making a judgment now, but for giving one precious life to the person whom you call ‘Perfect’. I agree that he was been called perfect by people, he was kind, responsible and everything, but, what did he do for his own soul? He always satisfied others but he never satisfied his own wishes, he lived others lives not his own.” He continued, “I give one life so that they can do their best to fulfill it in a meaningful way. Do what you want to do, do what you have to do. Come back to me with proud and thank me for giving you a chance to see your selves what you got and how best you can do so that I can give you one more chance. Understand that I give you a life just for you not for others, they have their turn. Live your life and let live others.”” She ended the story.

She realized that I was confused and told me, “Go out and have fun. Think what you want and do what you want to do. Don’t care about others or what they think about you. Just concentrate on fulfilling your dreams and wishes. Go see the world, be someone and do something. Dare to be like the Bad boy in the story!”

Wazz going on ...I dont knw!

Sometimes ....

I see change in the world and in me
I feel the air in my soul

I live I die in my thoughts
I then reborn with a new phase each time

I sleep with my thoughts, and dream
Wake up, while all those are vanishing

I laugh I cry
I shy I dare without a cause

I walk I run I jump
I stop I Pause without a purpose

I humble I regret
I respect I deny without a reason

To do or not to is always random
sometimes.....

You are my "SomeOne"

I ask you for a FAVOR
Not because I'm week & You are Strong
Not because I'm failure & you are success
Not because you owe me one

Not always everyone been blessed with everything
but everyone are blessed with someone to be their side at tough times
with someone who can lay their hands to walk with us in thorns
with someone who we think they do their best to make us happy
with someone who cares for us
with someone whom we call "FRIEND"

I ask you because you are that "Someone".