Equal opportunities to ALL?

That is one phrase I used to come across a lot during my civics lectures. It is actually amazing how this phrase envelopes in it so much hope, inspiration and good-will, without leaving the slightest impression of its lack of logic! It is indeed a dream, and probably nothing more. Without doubt, this huge world has everything to offer to people but equality- be it equality regarding opportunities, luxuries, success, failure, acquaintances, or any other damn parameter. It’ll be no exaggeration to say and believe that there isn’t even equality of love in this world. You have it, he doesn’t. I have it, she doesn’t. But does it suffice our needs simply because we have quite enough? Is it really enough to have enough for you? :-/

I wonder. I wonder a lot…

Precisely, I have an extremely blessed and happy life, in a way. I hardly have anything to complain about. There is work to do, friends to talk to, family to rely on, and lots of stuff to experience. Though I find it really strange how a lot (and mind you, a LOT!) of people do not have as much:-??. Some do not have family, some do not have friends; some are in search of work, some in search of love. Some of them are struggling hard to earn two meals a day. Some aren’t sure if they’ll survive through the day. Some are praying badly that God ends up their unbearable lives. All the more strange fact about the whole scenario is how most of them are suffering due to no fault of their own! :-/

And they say there is God in heaven. I wish there is. I wish He wakes up soon to the cries of millions. I wish He has all the power to let the good win over the evil.

Probably if I had just one wish, it might be this- I wish there is a God up there to undo all the wrong.

X Adults NOT allowed! X

Errr…the fact of the matter is that I am 19 :|

I know it doesn’t sound like “I am Harry Potter”, nor like “I am a vampire” /). But still, somehow being a “Harry Potter” or a “Vampire” still doesn’t scare me as much as the whole idea of being in the last of your teens. I am 19. Think about it! Doesn’t this imply that I am no more going to be a teenager in the count of almost 6 months?! And doesn’t that imply that people are going to completely ignore my view when I would be shouting around saying, “I’m still a kid, yaar!” And doesn’t that imply that I am no more going to be identified as a kid?! And doesn’t that mean … well! Whatever!! These are a little too many implications , I guess! :-s

Well, to be very precise, I am scared of the idea of growing up :|. The other day, I was telling this to a friend.

Hold on. I’ll just let you into this part of the conversation.

Me: “When I was gonna be 18, I was hell excited. But now it’s getting ACTUALLY a lil scary”

Him: “Hehe..I was excited when I was turning 15; never been very excited after that :P ”

Good for him, I must say. It was indeed amazing to see how my excitement to be 18 just kept on decreasing just after my 18^th birthday :|. Now I know, that I am not a kid anymore; that I am completely and solely responsible for my thoughts and actions; that my actions don’t just affect me, but also a whole lot of other people whose prestige and respect and bla bla bla are dependent on my behaviour, actions and perspective. Isn’t this more than enough to scare a kid? :O ( Aahh paleez! i AM a kid!! For heaven’s sake )

Then, there are a few people I have had an awesome relationship with in my childhood, and when I see them growing up, some in their mid 20’s now, some in their late 20’s now, it scares me! They are hell busy! They just don’t have ANY time to breathe! They can’t call me up anymore (hardly receive my calls)! They are tensed about their careers! They are running all day and night to make a living! AND anyone would bet their lives to say that these people are really successful! I am not sure if I want that kind of life :-??

If that’s what happens when you grow up, I am extremely happy as a kid! I refuse to accept that I am a grown up! And anyways, most people who meet me for the first time, always end up thinking I am 16 years old or something :P. Feels nice, actually :P

Mummmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa :P

The CHOSEN one B-)

Ummm…well…I am at home for more than a month at least, with specifically NOTHING to do! :D

Sounds fun to me, at least for now! :P

I’m back after almost three months; and to be precise, this is the longest time for which I have stayed away from home; for good or for worse. The initial period is quite fun…to be away from home, with friends, all on your own, all up to yourself, living at your whims and fancies! But, truly, with so many exams continuously { I had exams continuously for more than a month on just six subjects! :O :-L X-( }, you tend to lose touch with yourself! Even the people around you become simply unbearable; little things become huge issues! Little arguments become huge disagreements! And this is exactly that happened to me over the last few weeks. I was simply not myself! My roomies were all fed up of my behaviour ( as I was fed up of their behaviour :P ). There was a little too much to handle, and yet nothing significant enough to do! Exams were getting to my nerves, and I really did not know what to do! And then it was my health, that was deteriorating day by day, and I was to blame for all of it (though I really do not know how!).

Thankfully , I have a REALLY huge support system. Family and friends are the one and only treasure I possess. No matter how stupid, idiotic, duffer and insignificant my problems are, they listen so patiently, give back their invaluable views and suggestions, without pushing me through anything, just guiding me through the tough stuff, by just being there! There is something about this whole phenomenon that I have never been able to get into my head --- and that is--- what the hell did I ever do to deserve people like these in my life! /)

Through all the tough times , all the ups and downs, there is this bunch of people who have been there with me, all the time, whenever I needed them. I might be feeling totally lost, pathetic, lonely or anything on this planet, and just then they’d call up just to say a “hii” and any word they say feels like heaven to me! There is something about them that is so pure, true , cute and convincing that I just can’t help but listen to them. All the problems, tensions, worries, whatsoever simply seem to disappear in the blink of an eye :-??

My roomie says I am “completely obsessed” with my friends and the whole concept of friendship. I’d agree I am. But who could refrain from being so, when you have friends like THAT! If there is god in heaven, she/he has been truly kind to me :-?. I am blessed. Or as they would say in the HP lingo – “the CHOSEN one” :P

Love you guys :) >:D<