My Life- Avoiding the hardest temptation

Tell me which youngster hasn't faced this scenario?
You are the usual teenager who is very naive and new to the unknown and cunning hawk-eyed world. You enter into a new sphere of life with new fellows, energitic and diverse. You are invited to a party where there are alcoholic drinks and hookahs. At first, you refuse, but finally give in to the temptation and pursuation of becoming one with your friends and comrades. You end up going for the party and sitting in one corner watching everyone around you having sips out of a bottle disguised to be a soft drink but mixed with some form of liquor of some unknown brand. An ally notices you and aproaches you with that very bottle in his hand and in the most sophisticated and yet conforting manner says " Why don't you just have a sip? Just for our friendship's sake? Trust me, you'll love it."
And there is the deciding factor; the time when you decide whom you want to be. Either you give up all your beliefs and just for the sake of fitting in, you give in to the tempation; or stay put with your ideals and morals and give a harsh but confident "No". I have faced this in my short life and decided to stand my ground and refused to give in. Refusing a chance of getting spoilt with all his friends around him is the hardest decision a teenager can make. Not everyone is capable of displaying such bewildering amounts of will power and self-control. Most people would just wonder " How could just one little sip ruin a hair off my head?". But what they don't understand is that it means they hav lost to the cursed foe of temptation. They have lost the battle against a strong corruption in life. They don't realise that their very small step of trying to "fit in" and become "cool" is actually a step downward in the ladder of life. They demotivate their heart's strive for will-power and the next time you are faced with the situation of choice and refusal, your heart subconsciously has a weaker hold onto your will power and slowly you do sense yourself changing; falling into the whirlwind of inspiration and influence of the comforting demon called "temptation". What the teenagers don't realise is that their neglegence of will power and lack of concern for their morals costs them very dearly in the future. And now is the time for a reality check. The fact that would really pull their strings that all the enjoyment and indulgence in self-disposal is all at the cost of their parents! Not a penny comes from their own pockets. Imagine, these poorly directed and irresponsible people actually shed their parents blood and sweat on drinks and other "luxuries" that don't even last for a day but whose effects may last for a life time! Boils my blood it does; burns it badly. Imagine how a parent would feel seeing their child whom they have nourished and cared for so, end up gulping down liquor from shot glasses in the name of a competition at some friend's party at the tender age of 15? Yes, generations are changing; youth is growing faster than it ever did. But there is a very good reason why few rules and laws have been made preventing teenagers' access to liquor. That reason is a word that comes only with age and understanding. It is Maturity. A beautiful word that best defines the difference between a boy and man, girl and woman. And that word is Maturity.

A teenager mature enough to say no to the harshest temptations has just done a miracle by himself. Maturity at that age is a gift, a blessing. The aura around such a person is one of resistence and self-definition. But alas! There are teenagers who give in to these temptations even though they are one with maturity. An immature youth giving in to temptation is ignorance; a mature teen giving into temptation, even with the knowledge of right and wrong is a Sin. We are living in a world where teens prefer performing sins than to keeping morals. And it is not the teenager to blame; it is his surroundings, his idols, his exposure to the outside world; exposure which attracts temptation and for which the raw mind is not ready to take. Many teens may question me, "What is wrong in consumption of liquor? Everybody does it. There is nothing wrong. Even  our parents do it.". But guys and girls, your parents know their limit and they know where there is a stop. Your parents drink as a tradition, as a social indulgence, as a common practice. They do not drink for the heck of it. They do not drink to show-off about it. They do not drink to feel cool about it. They do not drink to become one with the society. But You Do. And they do it with their own hard earned money with the responsibility and maturity of a grown up. If you feel that you can drink 8-9 shots and still be steady and are equipped with the self-control to fulfil your responsibilities after that, you are free to do so. This beautiful life is not to satisfy or please someone else and fit into someone's shoes. It is to live it with pride and enjoy every moment of it. But that enjoyment shouldn't turn sore. And you shouldn't let it turn sore just to satisfy that friend who approached you with that bottle. Be genuine; be confident; be strong and be proud of taking a decision larger than your shoes seem.

My Life- Cleaning out an Empty Box

Holy Cow! What's the time? I have got to get a move on. Got to get ready for the race of life; face the daily ordeal; the daily challenges at work place and come home satisfied and feeling like I've shot a bullet in the midst of a bull's eye. But wait; Why the hurry? Oh these silly materialistic and avarice attractions of the human mind. I prefer to continue running you through the unexplored chambers of the complicated castle that people call the "fantasy artiste". I was just caught up in thinking "what if my readers find this next thought really boring? You know, since I mostly write about how our hearts have become so useless in daily life and the value of love and relationships and the uselessness of selfish sadists who don't deserve a seat of importance in our sub-conscious emotions and lives." And through this very medium the very concept just flushed me about how emotions flourish in my head and occupy a vital spot in my life. I have been pre-occupied for quiet sometime now thinking about how emotionally stern I am and the extent to which I can be insensitive and emotionless. But you know I just figured, I'm not that bad. I might always prefer to choose my career or my life as my prior importance in life; but to make these selfish pleasures even the least satisfactory, I need to fulfill my sentimental needs and add color to my rather black-white life to be happy! And that color can only be added in life by the ones whom I hold as treasure.
Terrific, mind blowing, mind boggling, breath-taking, exhilarating, beautiful, captivating, spell binding, and hell  has got no idea what other adjectives I could possibly use to give justice to the value of the thing that I assumed I had lost! Emotions! Ah, the calmness of the very word; the serenity of just the lips going together to make that out-of-this-world sound. I recently came across some uninteresting and rather unfortunate happenings which I still do feel I could have prevented. But what can the mullah do when he is already half-way through to the mosque? Before I could even see how terrorizing this was going to be, I dropped myself into believing that I could forever find happiness on what I had assumed was cloud nine. But seldom misconceptions lead to painful descends. And a descend indeed happened in what I hold most important-my career. An all-time low; a painful reality flashed before my eyes with it's piercing gaze saying "the amount of dedication that you have wont even fetch you a dime in a corner store!"  But just then I found a leap of hope from exactly what I had discarded-Emotions(note the capital "e" for how much I respect it now) ! When my mind had rubbished me as worthless, my emotions lovingly looked upon me and said "I can give you just another chance to do what's right and you unmistakably have to carry it out. Future is held in the hands of no one but god but as long as you control your present, the god up there will definitely hand over the future to you." And lo! I was dumb-struck; could not believe that this had actually happened! My heart was talking to me; rather yelling out to me since so long but I had never heeded. And yet it stood by my side in the times of hardship. Since then I promised to my precious tool of consoling and now to every reader, that I shall never behave like a stone wall; like an emotionless git. I mean, even the earth which has no life gives a reaction when hurt by the settlements of mankind; who in this universe was I to feel powerful enough to throw away my emotions? And since then I have stuck to who I originally am and who I should be and am a much happier person.
And so I clean out my empty and supposedly emotionless mind of all those crude thoughts and prefer to keep it nice and neat and have a clear sight of who I am and who I want to be and thus, approach to face all the challenges that the day has in store for me; being a whole new person; rather an old person resurrected and finally move out of my emotionally confined little space called Home.

My Life- A Stroll in the Morning Sun

Right after I'm done floating in philosophical thoughts I prefer to get along with my day and take a stroll in the morning sun. Thoughts, opinions and views of many aspects of my life and the world around me arouse in my mind and explode worse than a gush of water through a dam. I just kept wondering, "why hold on?; why do people get so emotionally attached to those who don't deserve it?; and why mourn the loss of such a person?". Of course, I can't blame the world alone; it includes even me. Yes, i admit this weakness of mine all in the open; free to be viewed by one and all but hopefully manipulated by none. I absolutely despise myself for this terrible attribute. And just as I think this I see the sun shining proudly above me; caring about none; mercilessly shimmering down its burning heat. I wondered, "why can't i ever be such?", u know, the state of mind where I care about nothing in this world and just go around with my business. I try motivating myself; talking to myself, but why don't I just ever put it into practice?! Why do I always so selflessly let these devils "DEMOLISH" my self-respect, "THRASH" my feelings, "KILL" my aspirations; and I do nothing but sit with a halo over my head waiting to be the victim of another person's crude entertainment and utilisation.

This is no joke, but these theories actually keep hovering around in my mind every single second of my morning walk. And I try covering these up by thinking of how beautiful my life "appears" to be; how i celebrate life more than a holy saint on some pilgrimage. I always keep promising myself to never be submissive, never accept defeat, never feel inferior in a relationship, never behave lost, never behave frantic to establish a better bond. But alas! I wish it were so easy to change myself. I preach truths to others; tell them right and wrong; but why can't I seem to follow them myself? Then I break through the shackles of these absolutely boring and negative thoughts and wonder if other people feel the same about me as what I feel about the person I'm thinking about right now and writing this text. People utter absolutely shameless statements where they selfishly think of getting rid of their problems for good without even thinking about those wonderful people to whom they mean the world. They fail to understand that loving is not the only emotion in life but also being loved. To be loved is a gift in this materialistic and wretched world. If not stay in this world for yourself, at least live on for the ones who love you. The confidence that you may then have is that they will never, even by mistake, hurt you. A person whom you love may not love you back and so will hurt you, but a person who loves you will dare not do anything such and will always keep you happy. So then, with this enthusiasm to meet the people whom i love and who fortunately love me back, I end my morning tread with a smile all the way till my ears. 

My Life-Prelude

Oh my god! Where do i even start about my weird, twisted, gambled, puzzling yet gifted and fun-filled life? I wake up every morning feeling like it's just another day of mindless being, a day to feel possessed, sucked into the vortex of being carried away by life; just by an emotionless gallop of the mind and heart. A time to feel celebrated, a time to feel special, but why does my mind still yearn for a perfect living? Why have i become so hopelessly dependent on someone or something for the sake of my life, for my everyday deeds, for my well being, for my peace of mind? Y do i feel so lonely every morning that even the slightest amount of light or sound disturbs me? I feel intrigued by how i can actually want so much in my little life? It's not like i haven't had infamous incidents in the incomplete and indefinite pages of my life. Every morning i pray to overturn a new leaf. I want to breathe in refreshing, soothing and pure air; an air of happiness, an air of self-dependence, an air of being content. My writings are obviously very small and insignificant to the reading world. But no one can ever understand or imagine the amount of feelings i have accumulated into this little text of my short, yet eventful life.
This atmosphere of pressure, this thick fog of emotion; i cant live or see through any of them. They shield me over, powerfully in a vice grip; a strong with-holding stand, unbeatable by my mind solely. This is where the precious jewels of my life blaze their way, showing off their importance in my time on earth. They are what keep me alive. My inspiration, my aspiration to live. Allowing my heart to beat soundly after all this torture; feel loved and deserving of someone else's love. They are what we call friends and family. They come wherever one sees tragedy, trouble, drama, trauma, pain, discomfort, unpleasant times, unfortunate events. They are the ones capable of sending all these hardships back to the ones from whom it came from. Send them away and strongly stand in the way until you feel nourished enough to stand on your own feet and feel you are ready and you want to risk facing all those terrors again. This life becomes full of surprises and awe because of these gems, priceless necessities. It's because of the presence of these valuables do i get up peacefully every morning; have been getting up peacefully every morning. The confidence that nothing can ever form a barrier before me without going through a fight gives immense happiness and enthusiasm to live every next day like it were in heaven. Carefree and leisurely i trod along, not having to check every corner for signs of trouble.