One hundred names!

Book : One hundred names

Author: Cecelia Ahern

From the many books we read some entertain us, some make us sad, some give us a sudden energy and some…. Well some books make us realize ..

So this book made me realize something. What? That you will know once you read the story of the book.

So kitty, a professional journalist, high achiever, confident, smart, writer, good hearted and a die hard fan of investigative stories goes through the worst phase of her life. She is accused of defaming a person. And that actually is a big crime. She lives with that guilt in her heart. The guilt of spoinling a person’s life for no reason. She also has a friend dying with cancer. When she finally goes to meet Constance, the editor of a magazine, she just asks her one question. ‘What is that story that you have always wanted to write?’ Deciding not to give her a direct answer, she tells Kitty to get back to her with a piece of paper lying in her desk. By the time Kitty gets back it’s too late. Constance leaves kitty with a piece of paper with hundred names. The story revolves around how Kitty completes the story Constance always wanted to write having no clue as to who the hundred people are.

 

So she sets out on a journey to find these 100 people. At first, she thinks Constance has been in touch with them and she just needs to continue from where Constance stopped. But more and more digging makes her realise that Constance had only sown the seed of her idea. She hadn’t given any water or sunlight for it to grow and bloom. Everything had to be done by Kitty..

She meets the first 6 people on the list and she loves it. She realizes that everyone has a story to say. Everyone have these things that are unsaid and undone. Things that they roam around burdening their heart with. All they need is a person listening to them. All they need is a small push. All they need is to reflect back at life and see how they have managed all along. And so she does get the answers to all her questions. She figures out everything. Not only Constance’s story but a lot of other things too.

 

So the question, what did I realize after reading the book?

In Kitty’s process to find the answers  I realized that the people on the list found it tough to open up at first. But when they were persuaded and asked to tell their untold story, they actually opened up and what came out of it was something unbelievable. And these fictional characters in the book are the same as normal people. It’s not easy to get stuff out of normal people. Thay have a lot in them. But only when we ask the important questions everything starts coming out. Every person has a story to tell. Every person has his own dreams, regrets, sorrows, happiness, achievements, and wishes.  But how many times do we have valuable conversation with people? How many times do we ask them questions about things other than movies, songs, hobbies, future plan? All we want to know is what that person has done, is doing or is going to do. We never get to what is in his / her heart.

 

THINK!

Have you ever asked someone what they regret in life and how they plan to get out of it?

Have you ever asked anyone what they want to become in life?

Have you ever asked anyone who their role model is?

Have you ever asked anyone why they are they are right now?

What changes they have gone through from the time they were small?

Have you asked anyone what they wish for?

I am sure there’s a lot more to learn about a person. All you need to do is take the first step and kick start a wonderful conversation!

Happy talking!

It’s time to talk! :D

 

 

 

 

 

Crazy with Lists

5 Days ago I was a woman on a mission. On a mission to know what consisted on the wishlist of various people. What they have always wished to do and haven’t been able to.

There are several things one wants to do at least once in his/her lifetime. But what they don’t realize is that they never give this  a deep thought and hence are never able to achieve it. Their wishes just remain there on their wish list helpless and unattended.

So I went around triggering this questions in their head. So I typed out a simple message asking people about their wishes. Things they always wished they did but haven’t been able to do it.

 

 I didn’t know people would actually take it seriously and reply to my message. I thought they’d ignore it or say they’d answer it later and not get back. Or having stupid wishes like dancing in the rain or something(which can be fulfilled eveytime it rains:P). But I was actually shocked to know that people felt, dreamt and regretted that they couldn’t do what they wanted to do. These wishes of theirs some how inspired me to make my wish list bigger and better. To get everything striked off  my list.

It could be the randommest thing you want to do. But just go and do it. Because that somehow that feeds your soul and makes you feel alive. Reminds you are the angel of your happiness.

So I am going to continue this, ask as many people as possible, about their wish list and know what they really want. This also made me realize that such a question actually prompted a thought in their mind as to what they wish for in life. It also prompted a conversation between them and me. A conversation that was about deeper stuff rather than the usual how’s work, college, school or boyfriend/ girlfriend. It’s not everyday that people think what they wish for in life or how they can get to strike those things off the list. But such thoughts are healthy and helps us to keep going no matter what..

 

Some of the wishes I came across are:

To be a Radio jockey

To trek the Himalayas

To be part of the army

To be an astronaut

To run a serial

To write a book

To be a business man.

To inspire as many people as possible

To travel the whole wide world

To fall in love

And the list is just gets better with each person.

 

So give it some thought. What’s that thing that drives you. What makes you feel alive? Everyone’s made their wish list. What’s yours?

Mail me your wish list to ashini17mehta@gmail.com. Who knows, your list might just make way to my next post inspiring me and my readers.

 

 

Does she belong to any group?

Friend 1 : Look at her. She is sitting alone.

Friend 2 : Poor girl

1: Doesn’t she belong to any group?

2: No. I don’t think. She is always alone. Poor  girl.

1: May be she is weird or dumb or maybe she is not able to fit in.

2: Maybe. Poor  girl.

                Why is it so important that we belong to some group? Why is it so important that in order to be socially accepted we need to roam around with a group of people. Why is a person looked down at because he/she does not have a friend circle to roam around with? We assume that a person is less talented or that he/she is not cool enough to fit in.

What happens most of the time?

In order to be accepted in some group, we start changing ourselves, we start behaving in a different way. We might not agree to such a behaviour but in order to get some attention we behave the way our friends behave. We start saying things they want to here and not what actually needs to be said.   And because of this our individuality starts to get lost somewhere.

It all starts from school. Our parents tell us to make friends good at studies. In college we are expected to make high achiever friends. In office, friends that are very influential and one that are capable to take us up there. We try to fit in with such people inspite of knowing the fact that we are not comfortable with them.

But what after all this?

We almost die behaving in a way the society wants us to. And then what do we do? We give our kids the same advice of belonging to a particular friends circle and never be alone. We also advice them on what kind of friends to pick. Smart. Intelligent. Good at studies. The others just become worth nothing according to them.

They say a person goes through peer pressure only in their teen years. But the reality is that however old we get peer pressure will never leave us. Its upto us to make our choices . To listen to the soft but honest voice of the conscience or the loud and pretentious voice of the society.

It is not wrong to be alone because

 alone is not the same as lonely.

Note: These are just my personal thoughts and not intended at anyone. You may or may not agree to what I say. That is completely your discretion.  

 

 

BANGALORE!

I loaded my luggage and sat in my seat, trying to get cozy and comfortable. Comfort is what you need when you are going to travel for 7 hours right?

                Yes, I was going to Bangalore. Away from home for about 15 days, in a city that was totally new. I had never been to Bangalore. I always wanted to visit the place though. Who wouldn’t want to see such a famous and much talked about city? 15 days is too much to see a place. But that’s the comedy. I wasn’t going there to see the place. I was going there for work.

                So we left the city, travelled for 8 hours and reached the destination. I stepped out of the bus and the first thing I wanted to do was pee. Okay, sorry that is not important here. So I was finally breathing the Bangalore air. I went and spoke to one of the hotel staff in Tamil. That guy looked at me like it was Chinese. It was then that I realized, I have to now start using Hindi for a while.

             

   So here are a few things I did, loved and observed in Bangalore.

PEOPLE

The people of Bangalore do not want to stick to talking in Kannada only. They speak any language they can converse in. Mostly Hindi and English though. They are so helpful and make sure they make people feel at home.

GREENERY

Go to any part of Bangalore and it will be shady. Huge importance is given to maintaining greenery and not cutting trees down. It’s so beautiful when you are travelling on a smooth potholes free road with huge trees lined on each side.

RAIN RAIN RAIN

                Bangalore has the capacity to turn into a sudden romantic movie scene. Out of the blue it can start raining and make the atmosphere so nice, serene and beautiful. Something that we miss out in Chennai most of the time.

SHOPPING

The city is known for it’s classy, elegant and cheap clothing and accessories. The love for shopping was so much that we were all ready to travel more than an hour just to get to the best shopping place in the city. And once you get there you go mad shopping. Some times you run out of money. So remember to carry enough cash depending on your own shopping craze.

There is much more to the city that is just experienced and not explained.                                                                                                                                                                                              One more place in India is now off my list.

Waiting to visit more such lovely, culture bound and different places……………

Hydrophbia, I am done with you!

Mr. X: What is your weakness?

Me: I am a very fearful person.

Yes, fearfulness! It is indeed a weakness. A big one. It limits me. It stops me from experimenting and experiencing. So I decided to remove it from my weakness list. There were a lot of things I feared. Fear of public speeches, fear of speaking the truth, fear of standing up for who I am, fear of being judged, fear of being rejected and the list just goes on. I worked on all of them and still am working on them.

                These may look like petty things to worry about, but if we work on them now, it will help us go a long way. Working on such weaknesses and fears need conviction and strength. 

                Apart from the above fears I also had a major fear. The fear of water! I was scared to step into swimming pools and go near large amounts of water. (P.S: I take a bath every day. That isn’t part of my hydrophobia). This fear of mine pestered me for quite a while. While on family vacations I’d feel so embarrassed and frightened to step into the pool. This fear was all in my mind. I knew I am not supposed to get scared. Water is not going to kill me. In spite of being aware of such facts I was scared.

                So I decided that there is no point in living with a fear I can overcome. Hence, I decided to join swimming classes. That was one of the ways I’d be able to face my fear in the right way. I was really scared to enroll at first. My mind tried to play a lot of games with me but I just had to take the first step and there was no turning back from then on. I finally did learn to swim. I’d go for class everyday and come out a little less fearful after every class. I almost revisited my fear at one point when I was asked to swim in deep waters. I just couldn’t. My hands and legs would shake with fear. But then I thought ‘What’s the point of learning to swim in 3 or 4 ft. The real challenge is a 7 or 8 ft. If I cannot do that there is no point in me feeling proud about having taken that step to overcome my fear.

                I woke up the next day and went for my swimming class. I jumped into the shallow water and swam. I could swim but as soon as I thought about going to deep I’d get scared and lose breathe. But I had made my mind that I will not leave the pool until I go into deep and prove to have overcome my fear. My mentor took me to deep and pushed me right in. I swam , swam and swam. A little scared. A little happy. A little panicky. A little delighted. And when I reached the other side there was a smile on my face.

Sir: You’d like to go again?

Me: Yes Sir. :D

THERE ARE A LOT MORE FEARS TO OVERCOME. I HAVE JUST TAKEN THE FIRST STEP. THERE ARE MANY MORE TO COME!

GIVE !

Hello! This week we have Jeffy Sarto with us. Jeffy is a good friend from school and she has done her graduation from WCC. She is a very active blogger too. You can follow her posts at http://jeffysarto.blogspot.com/. I am really happy that she could take some time out to do this guest post for my blog. Thank you Jeffy! So here goes her post on the art of giving! :D

Have you ever felt like the world is messed up and full of strange extremes? There are people starving, outside of five star hotels where food is lavished upon, in an all you can eat buffet.

Yes, but what do we have to do with this? Would you call yourself rich?

In a recent article I read in my college magazine, the writer (an ex-classmate) urged the readers to appreciate what they had and who they had

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I’ve been hurt, depressed, afraid of the future for so long that I forgot to appreciate and live in the moment.

 In the “Diary of Anne Frank” a book filled with the journal entries of a little girl who lived and died during the holocaust- she writes that as she and her jewish family had to hide in a small building, and were never allowed to go outside because of fear of the Germans, who eventually capture and kill most of the family, she misses things like going out doors, being out in the open. I remember reading it and gaining a whole new perspective of my blessed life.

There are so many examples that would show you just exactly rich each one of us are. I know what it’s like to feel that there isn’t any justice in this world or to lose someone you love. Sometimes the thing that I wanted the most, or the people that I love the most – turn around and hurt me, and at those times- asking me to appreciate what I had – would probably be one of the worst things to say.

But when you allow yourself to feel the pain, and just cry- and then we can begin to see that we have a choice. To dwell on what we’ve lost, or to dwell on the perks of right now.

To be grateful that you have another day and perhaps today, instead of complaining about the dirty streets, and the messed up world, you could choose to reach out and show light into another person’s life. It is then that you suddenly realize that even though things are still too difficult to understand, we can still change some things for the better.

Suddenly, your life is not about just you anymore. But  about something bigger.

Suddenly you realize you are richer than you’ve ever been.

We have more than we ever knew.

Reward Yourself!!! :D

Yes! You heard it right! How many gifts have you given to your parents, friends, cousins, siblings?

            Oh wait wait! Stop counting. I am sure it will take you the whole day to count. Or even more. But how many times have you gifted yourself or pampered yourself? One, two or even none.

Why is it so important to gift yourself?

            Of course giving has its own joy, but it is very important for you to reward yourself for the work you do. Reward yourself for inching a step closer to your goal. Reward yourself when you do something really good for someone else. These little things will work in your favor. It will boost your confidence and motivate you to work harder and stronger to get that goal.

So how does this really work?

• Step 1: Set a goal (It can be big or small).
• Step 2: Divide the goals into smaller goals.
• Step 3: As and when you accomplish every smaller goal treat yourself! Celebrate!    

            (I am not telling you to throw a party and all:p)

So what can be these rewards/gifts that you can do for yourself?

• Get a body massage.
• Go alone for a walk
• Go for a long drive.
• Read a happy book.
• Watch a movie that you have wanted to watch since a very long time.
• Go for a coffee with a long lost friend.
• Cook something for yourself.
• Get a piece of cake.
• Just take a day off from work to invest in yourself.

            Options are many but it has to suit you. You may not like any of these. These aren’t the only ones. Most of these things we don’t do because you don’t have the time. But now, find time! Because the reason is big.

Note: The time gap is also very important. The fun will be lost if you consecutively keep rewarding yourself for work not done.

SO GET SET AND BE PREPARED TO PAMPER YOURSELF!

 

Gratitude letters

Gratitude letters!

Never heard them? Try them out!

            Gratitude is like thanks giving! When you are thankful for something that your dad got for you, what do you say?

Thank you!

When a friend does something for you, what do you say?

            Thank you!

            But what if you are have been with the person for a long time and there is a lot to thank for? What do you say?

Say thank you man! This is what gratitude letters are about! Make a list of people
who you are grateful to. Write thank you letters to them and pour your heart out. Tell them all what you feel about them and see how you feel?

You will feel so so so light! And your relationship will also grow stronger! Try it and see the difference.
                  I am saying this from experience. The picture below are letters I wrote to my college mates thanking them for being part of my life and making it so beautiful. It is truly an inexplicable experience.

You can also mail me your experiences at ashini17mehta@gmail.com.

College-A chapter in the book of my life

3 years back I was thinking, college will be like this, college will be like that. After that, college started and it wasn’t what I wanted it to be. It was so different! I took time in finding good friends. I wanted to explore and learn a lot, so I joined the Entrepreneurship development cell of the college. It was one hell of an experience. Business inspiration! Meeting new people! Making new friends! Organizing events! Juggling between Ed cell and classes was an experience in itself. C’mon, who doesn’t like bunking class? But because of this I couldn’t bond a lot with friends. But then again I met friends from different departments and that kinda compensated.

            I was just going with the flow in college when suddenly I (like all the 3^rd years) realized that a big chapter of life was coming to an end! Things never seemed the same. Last internals! Last class test! Last project! Last ethnic day! Last culturals! Last bazaar! And then came the last day of college! I see 3 years of my life pass by like a wind. It came and before I realized it went away. It seemed like yesterday when I was imagining, thinking, dreaming and wondering how college will be……

            But apart from this I would also like to thank the college for giving so much exposure and learning and friends for teaching the life’s lessons.

            Today was the last day of college and it was one epic day. Bonding is so much fun and that is what we did. Playing games, crying, taking pictures, hugs, goodbyes, keep in touch talks and goodbye letters!

            Every college student would be going through a whirl of emotions at this moment. But everyone also knows that this too shall pass and that they will get busy in building a career, family, etc. This is an experience in itself. Its human nature to feel. So feel sad but also be excited for a new life that is going to come your way! Laugh! Live! Love! Learn! Explore! Fall! Get up! And just go with the flow! 

Travelling...

It’s been 4 months and I have already travelled to 4 different places. Pune, Coorg, Mysore and Gujarat. All these places were beautiful. All these places made me feel good. It was a time away from my busy life.

                     

When you are experiencing a busy life, no time for family, for the self, for hobbies, you start hating your life. You start complaining, become stingy and so many other things. So one of the best solution to that is travelling. When you are travelling, you are away from the clatter. You are only looking forward to the place you are to visit. You have some ME time. Your mind is calmer. You think of the things you always wanted to do. You basically get time to do what you want. To watch a movie, to read a book, to cuddle  your partner, to play with your kids, to talk to your long lost friends, to eat the most delicious salads, to taste the most  mouth watering dessert, to freak out, to break your boundaries without having to worry about a client’s/ boss’/ colleagues/supervisor’s call….. You just widen your sight and mind. Plunge into the beauty of the place and wish to live this way forever and ever…. 

The events of my life!

 “Enough is enough. I cannot tolerate this anymore” I said with my eyes wide open. “But Tanu, I am not lying. Don’t you believe me?” Gaurav said making his very famous innocent face.

 

            Gaurav is my husband and I recently found out that he had gone for a supposed business meting with Sakshi, where business meant only intimacy and sex. I had been hearing about his new affair from people but always rubbished them off considering them rumours. ‘These are the things that bring down a successful man’s career and life and people like to target just that’, I thought. But now the waters were going above my head and I couldn’t bear the torture of being a target of dishonesty.

 

            “No, I don’t and this time I am very sure Sakshi was with you. I also checked at the office if there was a meeting scheduled at Switzerland for this week” I said. “Yes, because it was a sudden plan and was supposed to be registered at the office after my return. And about Sakshi, she was here only, attending her cousin’s marriage. Stop thinking like a typical middle class woman”, Gaurav said, now with anger in his eyes.

 

            Typical middle class woman? Every woman wants attention from her man however rich or poor she is. There is no question of being middle class in that.

 

            “Yes, I knew that was coming. Everything is beyond my level of patience. You have lied enough and I cannot tolerate that anymore”, I said with tears flowing down my cheeks and falling on my pink cotton sari which he had bought me on our second anniversary. 3 years went by in a flash. “So what are you trying to say?” asked Gaurav. “Nothing. It is very simple I am leaving you. I am leaving this house and thank God we don’t have kids to see this painful day”. “Leaving? No way. Listen, this is not the time to joke or test me. Let’s talk about this later and discuss it out” he said. “Discuss it out my foot”, I said.  “Look, my bag is already packed and I have also informed my parents. I was only waiting for you to get back”.

 

            A lot of pleading and apologizing happened there on. He never accepted what he did but he didn’t want me to go. Probably his businessman image would be hurt.

 

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            Tanisha! Yes that is the name. I have done my graduation in commerce from Gandhi University in Mumbai. I then went on to do Journalism and Marketing for further studies. I don’t have a job experience as I got married immediately after my PG. And hear I am after 3 years back at my parent’s place. They have just been told everything and now they are trying to send me back. Not like they don’t love me. They do. That’s why they are trying to send me back. But I have taken this step only after a lot of thought and preparation. I wasn’t thrown out. I walked out myself. So I had to be prepared.

 

5 days passed with just one advice, “Talk it out with him.” But I didn’t want to. I was sure. Really sure.

            We were having breakfast at the table. The smell of Poha lingered around the hall. In the past 5 days everything had changed, but one thing, my hunger. It never died because of the sadness. Ma, Pa, Rinku (my brother) and I were eating silently. The only sound around was the sound of the spoon and the plate. Then walked in the bomb of my life. The person who changed my life completely. In what way? You’ll find out soon.

           

Seeta aunty is our neighbour. She is a gossip queen and loves pushing into everyone’s life. Unfortunately, she is ma’s best friend. But thank Got ma hasn’t become like her. “Meena, its been a week since I saw you. So busy you have become”, said Seeta aunty. “Nothing ya, just been a little busy with work”, said ma.

 

My mom never wanted to talk to anyone after I came back. She was afraid of the questions they would ask. She didn’t know what to say. But she can never lie to Seeta aunty. Seeta aunty knew how to get things out of people. Then came the question my mom dreaded the most. “Meena,I heard Tanish has left her husband. Is it true?” My mom sealed her lips and a drop of sweat fell from her foreheard rolling down to her jaw. “Nothing like that. Who tells you all these things?” mom said with a fake smile. “Meena? How can you lie to me? I know everything. I met Gaurav’s mom and she told me all this”, Seeta aunty said. “Sorry Seeta. I don’t want it to spread. That’s why I didn’t tell anyone”, said mom with a tear in her eye. “It’s okay Meena. What are friends for! To be there when trouble hits”, said Seeta aunty in her not so frequent kind tone. She genuinely cares for my mother, but her forever nose poking is something I can’t bear.

 

“So how are you managing the house expenses?” asked Seeta aunty in a hushed tone? But fortunately her hushed tone also somehow found way to my ears and I could hear it all. Her question gave me a shock but I couldn’t understand why she said that. My brother earns a good sum of money to fulfill the family demands. “Seeta, be soft. Tanu should not know about that. We don’t want her to get depressed. She does not know that Rinku has lost his job”, my mom said. Yes, another shock. I looked at my brother. He had his eyes down on the plate. All this while I thought he was sad because of my broken marriage but I didn’t know he had an additional burden of being jobless too. Thoughts started running in my head. Why did he lose the job? How did he lose it? Why didn’t he tell me? How are they managing the expenses without the salary? All sorts of questions came to my mind. The poha didn’t interest me anymore. I stood up, greeted Seeta aunty with a smile and walked away to my room.

 

Questions kept running in my head. I wanted to ask Rinku but I felt matters would become worse. So instead of going deep into the problem I decided I will figure out a solution. I took a pen and a book to list out ideas. But my book had only one word ‘Solutions’ which was the heading. Nothing clicked. Nothing came to my mind. So I decided I would do it in the morning the next day to get better ideas.

 

I woke up in the morning. It was 5 AM. I freshened up. It was dark outside and the sun was about to rise. I was standing at the balcony. A cool breeze hit my face. I saw the newspaperwala throwing the newspaper at the foot of the door. I ran down opened my door and picked up the newspaper. I made coffee for myself and started reading the paper.

 

The first few headlines seemed to give me a bad feeling. I felt like I lived in a world filled with crime. Gang rapes, corruption, environmental damage, etc. All depressing things. ‘Isn’t there anyone who wants to spread positivity?’ I thought. I kept back the newspaper on the table. I didn’t want to read it. 3 newspapers, 2 English and 1 Hindi. I saw the second newspaperwala throw the newspaper. “Atleast something good will be there on this paper. Something that is not negative” I thought. I picked up the paper and started reading again. Same news. Same crimes. Same pollution. Same politician. The same old focus on crimes and it’s causes. No one knows the solution and those who do prefer to shut up and get a good night’s sleep. “Isn’t there anyone who wants to spread positivity” I thought again. Feeling low, I took my pen , opened my journal and started journaling. Journaling is something I love. It takes off my stress. It helps me cope with my problems. Journaling is like my best friend who knows my deepest and darkest secrets. It also helped me cope up and decide during my scene with Gaurav.

 

I wrote about everything that came to my mind and ended it with one question: Isn’t there anyone who wants to spread positivity? I knew it’s trying to convey something. And that was the moment I can never forget in my life. That was my eureka moment. That’s when I got an answer to all my questions. Even the one mentioned above. “I was the one who can take the first step towards positivity”

 

Like mentioned before, I was a post graduate in Journalism. This was the best time to utilize it. I opened my laptop and typed in my resume. I searched online for jobs for writers and mailed my resumes to all of them. So now, I had to wait for their replies. I couldn’t wait to tell the world that I am there. I couldn’t wait to start writing all over again. I was a very good student when I was studying. I loved writing and so I chose Journalism. Then I had another Eureka moment. I quickly switched on my laptop again and started a blog. This would be another tool for me to express myself to the world. It was another platform for me to write what I want to.  I felt an adrenalin rush. Never had I been so excited. Not even on the day of my marriage. *Sigh* I was very happy and decided I’d go for a drive. I went to the rock beach and got a nice plate of steaming hot idlis. I sat on the pavement facing the beach. Watching the waves calmed me down.  I started thinking rationally. Philosophical thoughts started running into my head. My mind replayed all the events of my life. I realized how much I can do in life. How I can use all what God has given me to make my life better………. 

Now is the time!!!!

When we are alone and our mind is free of all the clutter we get so many ideas. They can be business ideas, creative ideas, craft ideas, design ideas, solution to certain problems,etc. When we get these ideas, we feel an adrenalin rush. We feel like we would cross limits to bring those ideas into play. But when we get back to our normal life we start judging the idea. We start looking at it from others' point of view. At first, we just alter the idea a little bit. Then we procrastinate to work on the idea. But slowly slowly the mind starts disagreeing with the idea and we finally end up putting our idea in the mind's recycle bin.

What happens after a few days, months or years is the funniest part. We see that another person has implemented the same idea and is gaining a lot of recognition. That's when the crappy feeling comes. That's when the guilt kicks in. That's when our mind says 'You could have...'

The same thing has happened to me so many times. And I am sure you have gone through this too.
So let's not judge our ideas and beliefs. Let the world do that. Trust me, they are very good at it. Let's not take time to take actions. Let's just give  it a shot and see.  Because it is much better to fail at an attempt than feel guilty about not trying.Because now is the time. This time will never be back.
So, ya! I will try out and implement every idea that comes to my mind right then and see what happens for a few days. Are you game too?