BRAVE

Are we enchanted by the undaunting acts of  people around?

Are we ourselves  prepared to know the greater side of self esteem we all have within ourselves when we encounter life's brutal realities ?

Are we BRAVE ?

A casual chat conversation brought up this word brave , and I was determined to write something about it . No matter how difficult the journey be , i have come across people who are well versed with their difficult jobs yet keep doing the same over and over again . The net result is what excites them about the risks they are involved in , the experience they are guaranteed and well the motivation to learn something better. We are all feeble somewhere , we are all weak in some circumstances but at the same time we are all even blessed with a capacity to be Brave . 

Is there any specific characteristic to being brave ? I don't think so . Its all within our minds . We are controlling our thoughts and indeed ourselves. We all love witnessing the heroic acts of individuals in their lives . We end up a movie , a conversation and meeting or whatsoever with the notion that : Oh my ! he somehow did it , they endured the struggle. 

Change is gradual and life offers change at various phases , it's how we keep systematically allow ourselves being brave,which definitely helps in being faithful to a plan destined for our lives.My life altogether has shaped itself in ways i never knew. But being brave in some of it's unpredictable situations has helped and definitely works . Personal affirmation of being brave helps. 

let's put up the hero within all of us and live brave.

Always 

Agnes 

IN BETWEEN

At 11:30 I reached the Urja Bhavan , the entrance to the HR department of one of the world's largest company :
SIEMENS .

Somewhere between the exams and assignments life started 
Somewhere between waking up on time and taking power naps 
Responsibility started 
And somewhere between known and unknown experience 
Growth started .

Today was the first day as a part of my project report. Freshness or being new to circumstances sometimes is not always about being excited & delighted but also being planned and doubtful at multiple levels .
Sitting across the cubicle of Mr. Hemant Dighe and the HR head Mr. Satya  of this flagship company
Somewhere in between strong TEA came  to my rescue .

They say originally tea started in China .
Well don't know well about China but the fragrance of' tea leaves' mixed with ginger have come to my rescue !
A rescue from having working on CHANGE .
Change of a daily routine
Change of a schedule in my life
And  so that's the change
Change from tea at home
To one in an office !

Change !
Not always exciting but new
And well that's in between the
Two of us (readers)
You and me .

ALWAYS , 

AGNES 

WRITING is my Querencia !

HELLO READERS ! 

I had written long back a blog on ART.

Today I would love to express something that is born out of art

         A writer !

We are all are writers in our own nature , filled with stories known , unknown , to be shared and released. Not all seek this being within and feed it .

But some do and I feel they are the ones who give birth to an art called writing .

Today's blog is all for those who keep asking me what is that makes you write ?

What is the  urging to think about such ideas ? 
What is pushing you to write something like this today , or tomorrow!

It's this fulfilling purpose of one's soul to write that lets him or her to let the words out .

A writer is blessed with an extraordinary eye to LIFE around. Undoubtedly, they are gifted  and are here to spread that one content they are TRUELY aware of.

I came across this beautiful and inspiring movie THE BOOK THIEF adapted from the novel written by Markus Zusak . And there is this scene sequence between Max and Liesel when Liesel is brought to experience how she could express Words by writing . 

She was introduced to writing through these words:

What a wonder it is to have this feeling of writing sometimes I think! Not very Self rewarding but fulfilling  the soul .

The question of life seems to be smooth and active when I participate in this activity called writing .

Psychologists have suggested the miraculous consequences of people writing their feelings out. When depressed , stressed and lonesome take up and write all you feel in a paper. Expressions lie in a writing .and when that grows with an inspiration one gives rise to a hobby called writing .

My journey of writing started precisely when I saw my friend write a poem .I put my efforts to make one.I made up a poem , an 8 liner poem .a short one.
My father was the one who encouraged me to believe this idea of writing .

And then this hobby just grew with time .

That's how I wrote poems ,
And under the persuasion of my coaching professor
During my college I started my blog .I wasn't very sure about anything , but then it happened .

Thankful to you Lord .

Writing has been very satisfying ,

And today's blog is for my met by chance friend : WRITING.

Always

AGNES.  

College @MSU

The GANG .

The following is an excerpt from the Books named Pooja , Princy, Prince , Dhrishti , Rinu,Sneh,Shruti and Kunjan .

"I have loved reading books , but these were special ones , coming with their own packages of freshness , liveliness , laziness , madness and lots of craziness .

I read these books in a short time but well hold a huge and special place in my heart .

These are some full of LIFE books which I would never wish to forget .So here is a description about the same :

Pooja
A girl with the most cliche name , like she may be the nth person I know with this name .
She taught me that there is no reason to be one' s friend and one could be one with anyone at any place at any strangest of times .

AND WELL NICE FRIENDS !! 

Princy 
We share the same day to reach mother earth. She has that prime most factor to be one of my nicest friends : a TRUE LISTENER .
So calm and simple , she says things are more enjoyable when with me , well I say to her it's the other way round .This picture is special hope you know why ! 

Prince 
The rajaji of our gang ! I still remember how I MET YOU ! 
After an exam ! Rest is history , music , FRIENDS SHOW , AND WELL THE MALAYALEE BOND just brought that connection in us. We are all as a group searching for Rajaji 's Rani .He definitely deserves one marvel .At least with his singing skills ! LOL !Our selfie master ! 

Dhrishti

Just like her name she has an 'extraordinary sight ' to being.
She has a always a different angle at dealing things ,
The crazy streak, the bubbly one of our gang and as we say Pooja's betterhalf .She is way toooo unique to be loved .we all love her !and that's how we roll ! the pic is priceless haha!

Sneh 
The official declared CA of our group , the unavailable one .
But well we keep missing him at our hangouts  with this guy. In our group he said one thing , what will happen IF AGNES GOES HIGH ! MY GOODNESS ! 

Many have told me I am crazy .
But this compliment was different.
But loved it. 

Shruti 
The girl you see well towards left side in this picture  .The girl who read books from my library, the girl who is always happy.  Always positive.  A typical homie one would love to take home to .
Couldn't ever get a proper pic With her but she is the one who gave me the warmest hug when I needed it .

Rinu: 

Mr. Renu prakash , our future CA solely manufactured by God to be a pain to me. We both share a common hobby of irritating each other and it never somehow decreased  only increased .He is the one with a humor sense .The one who loves pink ! { don't kill me for this }

Who is the silent killer of our group .

Who is also the emotional one in our group

 ( sry for letting this secret out of ours )

Kunjan

The most daring and sweetest  Girl should be how I describe her.Just like u see her in the pic .The one who took a while to learn my name .
The one who always makes us understand that she is way too better at handling things in the most creative way .
She is a sweetheart ! 

Describing these books in few lines is difficult .VERY DIFFICULT.
But I have a snap of theirs hidden in my mind .
I have tried to let out the few specialities about these infamous books .(yet famous books) in  my life .

They have  left me with one THING WHICH I NEVER THOUGHT WOULD DESCRIBE THEM IN MY LIFE ...

and that's How real friends are ..... CRAZYYYYY ! 

YOU ALL ARE RECORDED HERE , 

LOVE 

ALWAYS 

AGI .

Today's Special

The most awaited day of the month;Valentine's day is here . While people are busy expressing their fond love and affection towards each other and their loved ones I wonder if they have loved themselves justly .

Just like waking up in the morning and having our daily mundane things done , loving oneself should be a routine . Great philosophers quote and summarise life as a ride to know thyself . Well let me second that along with the word LOVE . Love is a blissful feeling which unifies us with the world and with our soul . 

Some are unfortunate to have heartbreaks along their relationships , some are fortunate to stay with their partners , marry their soul mates . But what if we loose this bond , are we not blessed with an emotion of loving ourselves ? I bet we are . Looking at the mirror and giving that lilttle curve of smile to yourself, can give you giggles and laughter or make your day . Love comes only if we are happy . And not the other way around as people mention that if i have 'love '  in my life i shall be happy . Unless your heart beats for yourself you can't share that with others . 

Writing chaos of heartbreaks , reading testimonies and hate speeches of Love , being in touch with people ignorant to the concept of love isn't something unusual . I have met people who do not believe or perceive the emotion of love  . But all along i have also noticed the hollowness they carry in themselves. 

 While people are hurrying to be in relationships and get carried away by just the ' hormonal love 'or i-like -the- idea-of- you -so- i- am- high- on- love , and give away their  hearts to be broken all in all  I say start with yourself know yourself , love yourself first only then can you  share it , express it and well enjoy it. 

 We are living in an age of instant coffee , may we not  forget the long lived ways of living love ! Give time to love and preserve it . It takes effort to preserve love and that's loyalty . 

WELL FOR OTHERS WHO HAVE ACTUALLY FOUND THE FEELING OF BEING LOVED AND A BEING TO SHARE THE SAME ;GOODLUCK FOR TIME AHEAD . 

AND FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE STILL ON THE SEARCH FOR LOVE - KEEP BELIEVING , LOVE WILL CROSS  BRIDGES AND COME TO YOU ONE FINE DAY . 

WISHING YOU ALL A LOVELY AND SPECIAL 

VALENTINE'S DAY . 

Sharing an excerpt from one of my dearest collection:

"Love is not who you were expecting, love is not who you can predict. 

Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep;

You are in California, Australia, wide awake. 

Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone.

Maybe love is not ready for you. 

Maybe you are not ready for love. 

Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. 

Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, love is older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered. 

Maybe love is only there for 

a month. 

Maybe love is there for every firework, 

every birthday party, every hospital visit.

Maybe love stays- maybe love can’t. 

Maybe love shouldn't.

Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, 

And love leaves exactly when love must.

When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.

”

If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. 

Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper, 

“Thank you for stopping by.”

-Sarah klay   and Phil .

Always 

LOVE  YOURSELF 

AGNES . 

BLOW OF INSPIRATION

As the creator blew LIFE within us , we are the life bearers all along the last breathe . Let us not forget to breathe life within us by celebrating life , forgetting our past failures and misfortunes , by befriending INSPIRATION in our lives . 

Here is a poem i have composed on INSPIRATION :

 

Always 

AGNES 

STAY INSPIRED ! 

AMOR VINCIT OMNIA

In many Muslim cultures, when you want to ask them how they’re doing, you ask: in Arabic, Kayf haal-ik? or, in Persian, Haal-e shomaa chetoreh? How is yourhaal?

What is this haal that you inquire about? It is the transient state of one’s heart. In reality, we ask, “How is your heart doing at this very moment, at this breath?” When I ask, “How are you?” that is really what I want to know.

I am not asking how many items are on your to-do list, nor asking how many items are in your inbox. I want to know how your heart is doing, at this very moment. Tell me. Tell me your heart is joyous, tell me your heart is aching, tell me your heart is sad, tell me your heart craves a human touch. Examine your own heart, explore your soul, and then tell me something about your heart and your soul.

Tell me you remember you are still a human being, not just a human doing. Tell me you’re more than just a machine, checking off items from your to-do list. Have that conversation, that glance, that touch. Be a healing conversation, one filled with grace and presence.

Put your hand on my arm, look me in the eye, and connect with me for one second. Tell me something about your heart, and awaken my heart. Help me remember that I too am a full and complete human being, a human being who also craves a human touch.
- THE DISEASE OF BEING BUSY ,OMID SAFI .


SOMETHING REALLY MOVING WERE THOSE ABOVE LINES  THAT I READ WHICH I FELT WAS WORTH FOR THIS TIME'S BLOG . FOR LOVE IS COMPASSIONATE TO THE WHOLE WORLD , ENGAGE YOURSELF TO SOMETHING OLD THIS TIME , THE OLDEN WAYS OF SENDING LOVE LETTERS ........ 


Love letters Sent from viewpoint of the mailbox,

Unlike these days of everything set in motion with predictability . Those were golden days of adrenaline rush , excitement , eternal hope , raging emotions spinning against unending waits . Waiting for a piece of letter that came crossing miles. It's true people still appreciate the fact and the very concept of writing letters : love letters . In my childhood days my teacher narrated us a story about pen lovers how they grew their bond over letters and how everything was real, transparent , honest and feelings were always deep . 

This depth wasn't framed with a smile or love at first sight , but built on strong grounds . The simple token of writing to each other about the very same mundane , expected and happy things with  closeness and warmth . With every new letter that arrived the bond grew stronger and better . The foundation was the two people themselves .

I have always loved , believed in the concept of letters . I keep writing to my near and dear ones . when two lovers lived in a state of no freedom and acceptance , all they could have sustained on could have been that fresh paper that came inside their mailbox . Well that was sustenance for them .

When he needed comfort and had nothing around
He looked and relaxed at her handwriting
When those words echoed loud
Their emotions they were proud .
They had the best time expressing
She loved the shiny ,new touch and smell of the new letter
Holding it along her chest
And then vorfreude !
A leap of faith , joy , and love .
Not giving up on each other , holding each other , in every word of their letters.
This was tender and precious love !


ALWAYS ,
AGNES