BluePencilSharpner

Our life has been divided into different chapter of a big story, and each chapter teaches us a big lesson. Each chapter of this story tells us what life is all about and what's our role in all of this. The most important question this story makes us ask ourselves is “Who am I?” and “What am I here for?” There often comes a certain question in all of our minds, that why are we here? What is our purpose? And what difference does our existence makes on this world? Of course, all these questions serve the same purpose that is, to find out your purpose in life. You see all the questions that we ask ourselves, we expect someone else to answer them, but when we actually listen to those answers there is a voice in our head that says, “Not good Enough” . This is what you need to understand that no one can ever show you the complete picture on the wall until and unless you want to see it. We all are here together, standing in the middle of the crowd finding our plac...

They were sitting at the same table the same one that they took when they came in that cafeteria for the first time. They recited all the stories of how they met and how every piece of the puzzle fitted where it was supposed to be. The time how they all decided to bunk the class, and how funny it was when one of them unknowingly attended the same class they all decide to bunk. Quite funny. Waiter "Anything Sir!" As usual they ordered coffee The Last coffee Together.  "So it is the end isn't it, last coffee, together, when we are going to meet again? We are going to, right?" "Someday ofcourse, some fine day, when world will be a better place then it already is and coffee will be a lot cheaper than this. We will meet ofcourse, we all are going really far, with this last coffee, a token for good bye. And before that we'll gonna miss those moments that we had together, the times when we laughed, the time we had differen...

We get to the part of the book which is quite painful to read and even painful to remember. The things that are lost in that page of the book that we rarely read. But today, out of curiosity, I just want to re-read the lost story, which is still in my head,  which stays the way it is.  The part where someone dies, someone betrays, someone cheats, the part where the story takes a steep turn,  that part of that story exists on that page . Turning the pages to reach, and I realize there is a  paper cut on my finger.   I looked, it was the  same pain . The same that I have felt before when I was on that page a long time ago. Then I read that line  “Pain demands to be felt” . It’s funny just how a simple  Paper cut  can  teach you so many things . Life teaches you exactly the way a notorious kid is taught by a strict teacher.  A little lesson with a lot of scolding .  We often learn from ...

It was the end of summer, all of my great winter dresses were just waiting for me in the closet. They were about to come out. I can't wait to try out my black suit , the best attire I had in 2016 and I just couldn't wait to try it out this year too. All I wanted was to impress that one girl in my class. And how is that even possible that she wouldn't like me with that suit on. It came out of the closet, it looks the same, exactly the way I pictured it all summer let's give it a try before I wear it in the farewell.  I realised something that day, we often grow out of the things we love the most , the things we actually thought are the best for us now feels a little suffocated.  There was one more dress that I never knew existed and my mum asked me to try that out too, and I thought it wouldn't hurt to try it out once.  I realised one more thing, that we grow into the things that we never knew existed and that we would actually like it.  Tha...

There always going to be a moment in your life where time is going to stop for you. As Albert Einstein has said "Time is relative". There are some questions that, when asked can confuse you to your very core. And the moment when you have to be sure you will be confused like hell.  Right after I explained her everything about the topic that she was having confusion with, I started to walk out, she asked if I would be free in the next lecture.  Hesitating, as I already had a big crush on her I said with fumbling voice, “Yeah! Sure” .  Just before the bell rung, she knocked the door of the class room and asked the professor, “May I come in?” And as soon as she said that, she gave a look to me, as if she was asking me the same question to walk into that room of my heart which has been closed since forever. Sometimes it takes a fraction of a second for you to answer that question and sometimes even a lifetime seems less. That's the thing happening to m...

Flaws are what everyone is looking for now a days. Just a little black in a white ocean will do. They are more like baggages. We all have baggage that we carry with us all the time. We can't leave it at home, it just stay with us. It is a part of our life. In some cases it is a screw up relationship, in some cases it would be family issues, may be even a dirty secret. Everyone has atleast one.  The baggage that we carry are ought to show our flaws that we try to hide from everyone.  And how silly we are to think and it can be kept hidden.  How silly are we to think, to hide something that is meant to be shared.  There may have been a long story behind those baggage that may make you feel ashamed, or may be embarrassed, but it's never bad to have a helping hand.  And all we have to do is search for the one who will carry that baggage with us,  And soon that baggage, that used feel heavy by each passing day will start to feel ligh...

Just when I was afraid to lose her. I looked into those eyes which were still on me when that stupid guy took her away from me. This one sided love story was never going to work deep down I already knew that, because that is the ugly truth.  I was sitting in the corner of the room, everyone was busy doing their work, and I noticed her again, looking at me from the corner of her eyes, that's what she always does.  And then, just then it felt like,  How simple it is for me to be with her, even though I was not going to be,  How simple it is for me to look at her even though she is stuck in a crowd, How simple it for me, not to lose her because she was already mine And How simple it is for me to untangle her hair, when she feels frustrated from them.  And I know the truth, which is I'm never going to be able to do that at all. But there is one thing that I can do, which she will always let me,  That is to love her from a dist...

He woke up in the middle of the night. Ran through all the stuff in the kitchen. There was nothing he could eat. Got bored, swtiched on the television to watch some midnight horror shows, but the most important thing that he forgot was, during a horror movie he needs something to eat.  Trying to sleep but couldn't and all he could think about was why Diego has to kill Sam in that episode.  Turned on his phone, and started surfing all the social media apps. Suddenly he received a notification, it was from her, “There is a note on refrigerator. I know you didn't notice.”  He picked up the note, “For your midnight cravings, food is in the fridge. Don't be up too late, you have a lot of work tommorow,  P. S. I love you”.  He missed her, and imagined what would he be without her. He called her and as soon as she picked up She “I left a note on the refrigerator, did you find it?”.  He “Yes I did! BTW! I love you too”.  Di...

It was the night like any other, I was lying on my bed looking at the stars, it was quarter past twelve, it was getting darker. I was falling into a deep sleep. And the next thing I remember was the chirpy sweet sound coming out of my window, it was a nightingale.  The world is it's stage where it perform as if it owns the world. I was so lost in it's voice that I got into a deep thought of self-actualization. Why are you scared to show the world what lives in you, your super powers, the things that you actually hide from the world, the unspoken talent?  Bring it out, what worst could happen, may be the world will make fun of you, they will hate you or they will love you. That's all they can do, may be that's what they are here for.  The world is your stage, give your best performance, let the people notice you, show people what you got. Perform to express, you are not here to impress.  Give yourself this piece of advice.  Because when ...

Had something on my mind that has been there for a long time, but just occured to me. Sub-consciously I have been thinking about the things that has happened with me a long time ago. That happens with everyone now and then, its just like counting the infinite collection of stars. Sometimes you just miss a one or a two and you end up messing the whole counting. I just thought of it, here counting stars is a metaphor for living. Missing the stars are the mistakes we make in our past. Just like we messed up the counting.  How this little part of our life affects us on such a large scale. And how when you get back to that staircase you find your way back to those memories. All the mistakes you have made in the past and the people who got affected by those mistakes. Most of those memories keeps poking you all the way to the ultimate end. When all you want is either, a way to live them all over again or never again. "Somethings should be left the way they ar...

Took a long walk, long enough to know what has been wrong ever since we took the first step to this inevitable disaster. The way we make the decisions and how with those decisions we get closer and closer to it. And all we want in the end is that feeling where we know that we have lived a happy life. All that for the ultimate satisfaction. Would that be all we'll gonna need at the very end. "There has been a prophecy made, for each and everyone of us" That prophecy is not about the destination, it is about the journey. Because there is no knowing, on which step the meaning will be clearly visible to you. That meaning which will bring the whole bloody sense to the path you are on. Just before you find it, the flowers may seem to fade, and those may be the darkest cold nights of your life and the moment you will about to think that there is no meaning, life will give you one. Exactly like the situation where you are trying to find a key in your room...

A place which is really far from you  Where another life lives,   Where I try to focus on what I have   Rather than what i miss.  A place fill with everything but you,  where our memory lives,  I dream of a seperate future here  Sitting in that garden  And giving you a kiss  I know that day is yet to come,  And my future will be filled with your bliss.  Where I try to focus on what I have,   Rather than what I miss.  -Shantanu Singh Link to Instagram Post

Life is not working out the way you thought it would... Its okay... Its all going to the pot hole... even better... Try something new... Make some space for the things that are not tangled... As the people has already said "Sometimes things have to fall apart to Make space for bigger things" -Shantanu Singh Link to Instagram Post

A simple explanation about what makes you think that this life is really complicated... It is nothing but the effort of making it simpler. See life is never simple and it is never going to be. We all want things to workout but the truth is the things don't work out on its own, we have to make it work for us anyway... And believe me this will not make life a little less complicated, but it is going to make you believe it is simple anyway...  -Shantanu Singh Link to Instagram Post