Smiling Tears - An Expression of Life
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Poison of pessimism gushes through our body unknowingly and life’s setbacks aggravate its spread. How naive I was to not understand that pessimism is always in ones mind and never a way of living life.


A droplet on the face during monsoon irritates a mentally distressed mind but raptures a mind which moves in a positive direction. Sun-set indicates a strong signal of good-bye to an anguished person but a ray of hope for an optimist.

I let the events which I loved calling “big” rule my way of life. To a tormented pessimistic mind almost all the events has left a painful mark; but to an optimist some events rarely go noticeable to his mind.

Determination fades when urge of living joyfully alleviates. An ambitious becomes aimless when he/she completely succumbs to situations which did not happen the way they expected them to happen. An event saddens a human’s mind when there is a huge difference between expectation and reality.


Two days back my dear friend lost his mother and this awareness to me after 2 long days explained the extent to which I had gone far from my people. She missed me enough to remember me often; she loved me enough to pray for me in my absence. I touched the soft toy gifted to me by her and I apologized tearfully.

But I did not cry anymore, I did not want to continue repenting that I should have not gone far away. I stopped myself from once again succumbing to the situation and giving away by holding myself responsible and repenting for not visiting once.

It was time to be with my friend and now there is no looking back.

Aloofness from friends and family only leads to repentance when the pain we cry on becomes too small compared to the trauma they had to go through in their life. At that moment, this mind liberates from its self-centered world where the only one in pain we thought was our own body; the reality however was we never wanted to see what lies beyond our world.

She so much wanted to live life and she could not; when we have everything possible we nag over things just because they did not happen the way we wanted them to happen.

Helpless she was that she could not survive, but she fought cancer till the end. She disregarded the reports and continued to imbibe positive thoughts and energized herself to live life.

This loss in a strange way has made me to value people around me; it has told me that there is more to life which is yet to be explored.

Life has just begun in me.

Dedicated to Amit
( A victim of ragging)

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Ever since I gained my wisdom,
My dream has been my freedom.
Along with years of hard work,
I went through seas of pain.

New people I would meet,
But no teachers I would greet.
Few believe what I say,
But I'm here to stay.

A new world awaits me,
My dreams call for me,
With pride I embark on my way...

Its the song of my life,
Some happiness and strife,
Is this all reality?
Oh, Its hard to believe...


My head fought with my heart,
For a man, was it just a start?
Beaten up in a fearful game,
Lost my clothes, what a shame.

It's okay, many thought,
But my honor did depart.
A year above, all in name,
To guide me through, as they claim.

Mirrors reflected a slave,
Crystal balls, an open grave.
Couldn't gear with life's ways,
My dreams began to fade...
My dreams began to fade.

A new world awaits me,
My dreams call for me,
With pride I embark on my way.

Its the song of my life,
Some happiness and strife.
Is this all reality?
Oh, Its hard to believe ...


Its the time of the year, again,
Revenge I could seek, and gain.
But customs have to change,
Coz I...
Feel the pain...
Yes I can feel the pain...

- Above lyrics are written by
Abhinav Malhotra
Karan Chatrath
Vaibhav Malhotra

http://noragging.com/
It’s difficult to find genuine people now. Way back in school days, we called that person a friend who stayed the longest time with us; person who shared his/her lunch box with us, person who sat next to us in the school bus.

What an innocent way of choosing friends! - A relationship which required no judgment.

We step out of school without giving a thought that we spent our life’s longest years with those friends and we are happy about saying good-bye.

With no negativity in this relationship, we teens put forward our hand for friendship with the same innocence.

We see the faces of friends changing as time passes by and then it is no more about them just accompanying us for a movie but it is about they being there for us when we need them the most.

Betrayals in friendship shock the innocent mind and we wonder this human creation of God.

We question the right and the wrong and we begin to realize that some people we are surrounded with have stopped asking these questions to their conscience.

"Everyone’s not the same" and you get into relationships again with this thought.

Some who are obvious about their evil thoughts and you discard them right away. But you were unaware of those devils wearing the mask of friendship before you.

Attitude! This weapon builds a wall around you and does not let people approach you easily. Some get intimidated and some stay away thinking you are way too snobbish.

You think you have succeeded but you have stopped friendship from coming to you, you have stopped love from coming to you.

Today as adults you welcome relationships after keen observation and only when you have tested the person to the battery of psychological test.

You do not realize that you are actually testing them and the innocence of a relationship has got lost forever.

You do not wish to risk your soul once again and there is a lot of judgment and less of feeling now.
Everything becomes so mechanical day by day.

People say words and those words we analyze, we find out the intention behind it.

People are around us and we call them friends because they are the ones to listen to us when we need someone to talk.

People we think of as friends, people who can listen to us, wipe our tears, but they are the first ones to back out when the whole world goes against us.

It may not be a big deal to give your ear to listen to someone.

It may not be a big deal to wipe someone’s tears, but it indeed is a big deal to have some real guts to stand by this person when no one decides to do that.

And this gesture, I call as friendship.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande
Faking a laugh, faking a smile,
Hiding the truth behind a mask, while

my heart is breaking into pieces
with every smile that i give
That's the life that i live

Used to believe in fairy tales, thinking it's a beautiful world
Then i was appalled with the truth that this world holds

I tried to fool myself and hide behind my dreams
Tried to make everything as simple as it seems

But deep inside, there were thousands of bursting tears,
with every smile that i used to give
that's the life that i live

Ended up with a broken heart,
ended up with my life ripped apart.

Ended up left alone in the darkness, crying,
Gave up and just quit trying...

-Anonymous

As I sit on this playground
There are trees all around
Please listen carefully
This place is my diary



The tunnel keeps my secrets
While the swings throw my wishes to the stars
The slide lets me slip by
The branches keep asking where you are

We used to sit there,
and talk for hours
Now only the grass,
the trees and
the flowers keep me company



This place knows me better than I do
And it remembers all the times I spent with you

That bench is lonely and so am I
Missing you only



But remember what happens
when the sun runs from the sky

As I sit on this playground
There are trees all around
Please listen carefully
This place is my diary

-Anonymous
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