She was tired of being stuck in this downward spiral that was holding her back from achieving anything at all. She needed to find her inner strength, the will to fight, pull out the urge to get through this, from the deepest core of her heart. She was far too determined this time. Nothing could stop her. She knew, she believed that the next time she stood up, it would be to never fall down again. She put back all her pieces, like every other time, but this time she knew it would be the last.
This is something imperative for the new generation (in which I’m also a part of). We tend to overlook the past very effortlessly because of the happiness (materialistic or otherwise) showered upon us by our parents. Hence, we fail to remember the struggle they went through and all the minute things they did to give all that we have today without presenting a single sign of abhorrence. We might never understand their great effort but, looking back we can appreciate them and make us more responsible and accountable.
There, a glass of water; here, high-end wine
There, a burning candle; here, a sparkling chandelier
The little pink diary was inked with the scribbled stories of people she met, experiences she had, things she learned. She wrote like never before, her scribbles were like inspiring stories. The little diary was the answer to “I don’t know what to do in life”.
Even though the reviews seemed positive, there was something common in their remarks. They said, “Hannah was a dumb person.” After which I realized that I thought the same thing while watching the series. I believed it was stupid of her to commit silly mistakes and to top it all, make creepy tapes about those incidents. Dumb! Yeah, she was.
No, it was not just her mere poised body. It was like a goddess sitting there, some fairy whose aroma, charm, mystery makes you swallow your spit. And your body can feel that saliva going down through your food pipe, giving you shrills, making you want to jump from the highest mountain from where the fountain flows, to being lost in that fog where the god resides.
She made me uncomfortable…
Bootstrapping is unique in its own way, it helps you to find and hunt down the right set of talent to work with and it also allows you to find the correct set of partners. When a startup bootstraps, it is bounded to get as good as soon as possible. Humans tend to put minimum efforts in any task, ignoring the fact that we do have some extra gears to work even better. Anywhere around the globe, a startup is required to learn and improvise constantly. Bootstrapping forces a startup to follow the same.
In this reckless paced world, everything needs to be fast, short and crisp. People always talk about summarizing things. No extra details and no special terms and conditions. So here’s a summary of the learning that I took from my 1st year of MBA and B-School Life (or how I refer to it: It’sMyTruth). These words,…
Speculating the current story of Snapchat CEO Evan Spiegel belittling the Indian market as a “poor country”, not to mention its adverse impact on Snapdeal; it provides a great opportunity for Marketing Enthusiasts to learn the paramount difference between “Brand Identity” and its adjacent sibling “Brand Image”.
I am fighting hard to stay in slumber
Soon, I am sure darkness will come
Drag me out of bed, through the avenues
Where I had built my fortress of hope
To find that it is another gutter
Standing at the door of his room knowing that it’s the last time he would be there, Rumi closed his eyes while a drop of tear rolled down his cheek. A slideshow of the orange diary and its flipping pages flashed in front of his eyes. The orange diary… his book of memories of his college
The human mind is meant to perform within an angstrom of nanoseconds; but think with a deep breath, aren’t we preparing a thing more than a dog’s dinner? Is this what differentiates us than the unsecured animals whose primary target is prey, prey and only prey? Well, what are we trying to learn in this world where the essence of time seems running with awe, yet the mind seems to be converged towards a pitch black desire?