Monday 1 October 2012

A LETTER BY MY FRIEND


Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You’ve had yet another horrible day. You’re just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you’ve written and rewritten over and over and over. You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don’t answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you’re asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She’s screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that “Mommy is crying and sissy won’t wake up.” Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what’s going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there’s an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they’ve said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can’t help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex friend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can’t handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They’re sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She’s in shock. She can’t believe it. She knew what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad… Bad enough for you to end it. She can’t cry, she can’t feel anything. She stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It’s a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone’s crying, your little brother still doesn’t know you killed yourself, he’s too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She cries and cries and doesn’t stop for days. It’s two years later. The whole school talks to a counselor/ therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex friend doesn’t know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn’t succeed like you did, but she tried… your brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don’t just affect you. They affect everyone. Don’t end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can’t get better if you give up. Me, Adhi Sharma am here for u absolutely forever….
I am there to care


Saturday 4 August 2012

MOTHERHOOD







“Every girl has a mother in her.”
How true the saying is… Every gal is a mother by herself irrespective of the fact whether she has given birth to a child or not. Motherhood is a strange emotion. It has no boundaries, no demands, no expectation nothing… All it has is Love, Affection, care and concern…. It is the only relationship that gives everything without any expectation… I never could understand how it was possible…. I never could understand how a woman is able to love someone sooo much that she is ready to sacrifice everything just to see her kid smile…. Might be, just to answer mu question, The Almighty sent a person into my life… The minute he entered my life, I realised what is called the Love of a mother… The happiness that I felt when I hear him laugh, the tears that roll down my eyes when I hear him cry… The gutt feel I get when he is in trouble… well all this made me realise mothers’ love… He became my life, my source of happiness and a major part of my prayer…. My every day action was with respect to my kid…. For a self-centred person like me, It is amazing how someone could change my life so much in such a magical way…. I can think and talk about nothing but my kid, his well being and happiness…Certain people feel it is obsession, certain others feel it is craziness… But mite be that what is a mothers’ love for her child…. Today at this point I realise how lucky I am… At the mere age of 21, I have kid to love and to be loved back by him… So what if we don’t share a common DNA…So what if he is not born to me... The love and affection I have is true and genuine. And I am enjoying this relationship….. And by all this I somewhere feel that I have begun to understand my mum much better…. Well That I suppose is the magic of Motherhood….

Tuesday 12 June 2012

CONFUSION







People are not completely wrong about relationships…. Oh yes..!!! It is a completely different experience. One and quarter years before, my dream came true. MY prince charming finally came…. He is a character from every girl’s dream… All he thinks about is me and my happiness. I am the axis of his globe…. He is a person with deep ironic secrets within and great pride outside. But somewhere between the Pride and secrets is the real him whom he doesn’t want to be at all…. For a person like him, adapting himself for me, well!! What more would you want from your guy?    
 One fine normal afternoon, turned my world upside down…..He went on his knees and with a ring in his hand, made that very moment magical in my life…. Ever since then I am the happiest girl on earth…..  My life has completely changed…. We are so engrossed in our own world that we have slowly started losing touch the world outside…. He being a socially isolated person is very happy with this little world of his…. But for me, my world of us shrunk to my world of both of us…. Somewhere down the lane, chasing behind love, life & happiness, I feel that my old little world is lost. Everyone from it have their own little world now and I don’t belong to any of them……
Yes he is the best thing that has ever happened in my life but he can’t be the only thing….. I today stop and think, where is my life heading to?!! Where are all those people whose presence was like oxygen in my life?!!! Have they all walked away from my life because they felt that I was so preoccupied with my love life that I wouldn’t notice them gone or was it because they have their own life now…..? Where is all this taking me? Why do I have pay such a high cost just to be happy? God please answer some of these……. But yeah I know this is life and when one door closes, another one opens…. But then…………….