It's never too late to be what you might have been !!!...

It's never too late to be what you might have been !!!...  

The actions one takes to prepare oneself for the opportunity clearly signal the expectations that the opportunity will indeed arrive. Life is all about opportunities around: some might take time to recognize them, though all it needs is the hard work, dedication and passion which one needs to put in. And no matter how hard the situation might be; just give your best shot, and get a great deal back. One need not wait for the conditions to be perfect... Beginnings make the conditions perfect... Never become an optimist or pessimist... Just become a “Possibilist”...

Every person has an unsuccessful dream... The dream that never lets you sleep... The dream that is not yet fulfilled...and then the thought processes begin...

From my personal experience, something that dawned upon me was...

 "For a long time, it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - REAL LIFE!!! But there were always some obstacles in the way, something to be gotten through first; some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid .Then LIFE would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life!!! :) " 

Yes ... the most important thing in this world is accepting what has happened... Our dignity is not in what we do ...but what we understand ...n how well we bounce back gathering enough strength to again give it a try!!! It is greatest of all mistakes to do nothing ...because one can only do a little... One should do what one can... and indeed that will make a huge difference...

The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass ...it becomes mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself!!! ...attempt the impossible in order to improve your work ...Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. Security is mostly a superstition... It doesn't exist in nature..!!

What do we live for if not make life less difficult to each other?? ...this question should be asked by us to ourselves... And the answer lies here... One of the sanest, surest and the most generous joys of life come from being happy over the good fortunes of others... just think about it!!! There are no strangers... only friends we haven't met...

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out... how far one can go!!Believe with all your heart... that how you live your life makes a difference... Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world; indeed, it's the only thing that ever has...

It's never too late to be what you might have been!!!... The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of the non essentials... when you don't know what to do... get still...the answer will come!! Be crumbled... so wild flowers will come up where you are...you have been stony for too many years... try something different... SURRENDER!!! And welcome everything with open arms ...n make the best out of the opportunities one is bestowed with!!!

--Blessing in disguise

The little droplets of water

The little droplets of water.

Dripping down, very slowly
Without a force, just gravity
Mixing with the epiphora
Riding down from my head
Turning on the curves of my nose
Touching your lips as I twirl them.

And suddenly, I feel
Your finger on my cheeks
Trying to create a smile
A sensation of true feelings

And suddenly in a splash
The finger disappears
I open my eyes
I go and stand in the balcony
And see the little droplets of water
A drizzle out of nowhere.

The little droplets of water
Trying to say, "We're here."
"Cry as much as you want, we're here"
"To hide your sorrow, we're here."
"To make you smile again, we're here".
And I see I don't have tears.
But little droplets of Joy
Little droplets of Happiness

Little droplets of life...

And suddenly, I lose control again...
And suddenly, I missed you again...
--Jatin H K Sharma An Urge To Find Myself.

All I do is "believe that it can happen...." part 3

Bidding Life Adieu...

Today is one of those days when I sit to write something, and nothing really clicks. I know I'm not the best as far as writing is concerned, but I seriously feel like writing something.

Now that I've started writing, I want to share an experience with all of you. There was a time when I only used to write the happenings of the day. I like to go to these writings and notes and read them. Although I've read them many times, every time I read them, it refreshes the memories of the past. Mostly of the good past.

excerpts from my diary (12th Oct '09)

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Today I had a strange dream. In that dream, I was standing at the center of a stage, with something in my hands. As the stage and the people were new to me, I didn't understand why I was there. Then someone patted me on my back and said, "Congratulations!!!"
Still in dilemma, I asked this strange new person, "Please tell me for what reason. I guess I'm at a wrong place."
"That's the problem my friend, you've always been at the right places.", said the strange new person.
I saw someone climbing the stairs to the stage now. It was a girl, in a beautiful dress. She told me that I've influenced the lives of the people sitting in the chairs of this hall.
Now the situation was really getting out of hand!!! So many people here to thank me for something I did! This is new.
A saw the thing I was holding. It was a trophy. The caption on it was, "Thanks for always been there. Bidding life adieu."

"BIDDING LIFE ADIEU!!!"
I was life for these people? And are they saying good bye to their lives in saying good bye to me?
I suddenly started crying. I could not believe that I could've done anything so big for so many people, drive these people so crazy for me.

And I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Wake up son!", and I snapped out of the dream with a shock and sever headache.
My mother was in my room, examining me. I had a fever. The temperature was beyond 103 degrees F, even on our faulty thermometer which seldom crossed normal temperature. It had been like this for the last few days.. Cause was still not identified. I felt like I was dying. I had to go to college for the much awaited event. But instead fortune took me to the hospital. Diagnosis reports said that I had Typhoid... What a crap!!!
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~That day I thought that before dying I must do something that really influences people towards good. That my death be counted as an achievement and celebrated.

What I do know, is that Death is far far away from me, and she knows I love her twin sister, Life. And will continue to love and impress her. Although, Life still shows attitude, Death has a huge crush on me. All the more fun!!! Living with a belief.

--Jatin H K Sharma

All I do is "believe that it can happen...."

From Being Sad to Being Happier Than Ever

From Being Sad to Being Happier than ever
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Everyone knows how to love, I'm trying to learn the art of apathy. I hope I'll succeed someday. Far far away from it as of now.

I guess I care too much about my belongings. This breaks me into numerous pieces. All these times I've tried to gather all the pieces together, to re create the self.

But what I must know is that no matter how much you try to rejoin the broken pieces of the mirror, it won't show the same reflection. Every piece will show a different image - a different phase of life. The big pieces are of happiness, and the small pieces are of sadness. Its alright if we just keep the big pieces, its the small ones that deform the whole image.

So instead of trying to join the pieces, I break them further and further, till they become dust. Now I can bury them deep into the earth, and I buy a new mirror. A new image. A different me. I won't be the same, ever again. But instead I choose to sprinkle the dust on the bigger, happier pieces of the mirror. Now the image is not deformed, it rather glitters back, giving new meaning to live, a new smile on my face, and everyone's face.

So cheers friends, to the new image of our lives, where the sadness is not killed, but is used to increase the proportion of happiness.
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-- Jatin H K Sharma An Urge To Find Myself.

Some people just "Disappear"

Some people just "Disappear". It's hard to find these people.

Every day I pray for a miracle. To be able to see these people. To learn their methods. Or at least come close to a camouflage.

But no. They are always one step ahead. They don't use camouflage. They are just talented enough to get dissolved in their own world. Other world people (like me) can't see them in plain light.

So I finally asked the creator, "How did you make these people?"

He said, "Look into the mirror, all the answers are there".

Since then, I've been doing so, without much success. But if the creator says so, so must I follow.

I am searching for one of these disappeared faces every day. And if my prayers are true, the face will find me before I do.

-- Jatin H K Sharma An Urge To Find Myself.

Jab dekha tumhe pehli bar...

Dheemi si chalne lagi saansein
Jab dekha tumhe pehli bar
Waqt jaise tham sa gaya
Jab dekha tumhe pehli bar

Mera dil jeet gaya
Chupchap kuchh keh gaya
Tumhara ye sunehra shringaar
Jab dekha tumhe pehli bar

-- Jatin H K Sharma