Move On..!!

Let it go :)

Why not the focus is on the betterment of the soul? Why don’t we think that life is not about crying over the same thing again and again but smiling back to it? Those places; instances and people are definitely the reason for your sadness but how long will you keep holding grudges for things you can easily let go. There are many quotations about life; Google can help you out with that. You can even consult a motivational speaker or your well-wishers who can provide you with all the inspiring incidents and tell you that how you can do well in life but nothing works out if you are not willing this to happen. We all have been in that phase where depression hovers you and you feel like there is nothing left inside you to live for and blah blah blah…!! But how many of us actually take efforts to make life worth living.

Remember, your life is a story for others; make sure it’s inspiring. If you look logically at the facts, the sole reason for being unhappy is that we waste too much of our time in thinking about all those incidents which had a bad impact on our lives. We keep asking questions, “Where did I go wrong?”; “Why always me?”; “Am I so bad?” Just be done with it. People who have been close to you once are now your nobody. So why to lose your worth; your self-respect by begging them to come back or crying over the fact that the so-called ‘unbreakable bond’ has shattered? Have your share of tears and then just LET IT GO. It will be difficult but definitely not impossible. You are a human and your emotions are visible and they do matter a lot. Never resist in pouring out your feelings but once when you are done; don’t stick to it. C’mon, not always the same topic. Your life is much more than that and it gets better with each passing day if you learn to smile ☺

Life is easy from one angle and difficult from the other. It’s all about from where you are looking at it.

There are places you don't want to visit; instances you never want to recall and people you don't want to talk about but then there is no use avoiding all this because ‘COURAGE LIES IN OVERCOMING YOUR FEARS’.

Do visit that place atleast once and it will help you move on; think about that not so good incident and remove it from your roots once and for all and if possible meet that person because it will teach you that facing the situation is for betterment.

Now my friend, you are ready for all the challenges in life.

It’s beautiful (Part V)

Even after the delightful meeting; none of them was able to take off the other from their hearts and minds. Both of them left non-erasable impressions; marks which none of them wanted to get erased. While going back home, Medhavi was all lost in her thoughts. “There are still good people left.” Did she trust too early? Can she rely upon him blindly? Before leaving Delhi she sent a voice note to Pratham which according to him was way too cute and in his words “literally took away his heart”. He listened to it many a times. This was revealed later though. Medhavi just couldn’t stop thinking about him. She was re-reading her chats and kept smiling. When she reached home, don’t know why but Medhavi called up Pratham just to inform that she is back home safe and sound and maybe this gesture cleared all the doubts of Pratham and he felt that Medhavi also has feelings for him.

Now the separation of 20 days was waiting for them which was indeed too big. Medhavi was craving for him and maybe he was craving for her too. They liked talking to each other and so, there phone calls extended. Luckily, might be due to network and data error Pratham’s phone’s main balance remained the same as before Rs. 49.81 and since then Medhavi started calling her “Mr. 49.81”. For those 20 days, they both teased each other with their friends’ names and kept talking for hours. Sometimes they gave way to philosophical thoughts: - “Love is eternal” and “Life is beautiful”. Since, both of them were single at that point of time, they used to ask each other, what kind of partner they want to which Medhavi generally replied, “Height around 6ft (+2’’ ; -2’’ acceptable) and the guy should really be respectful towards girls because as for long term I would like to introduce him to mom dad”. She used to beg Pratham for searching someone like that who would like Medhavi’s special “feminism rule” which stated an order “I can do anything I want because I am a girl”. She used to do this basically to tease Pratham.

Once Medhavi asked, “What type of girl do you want to fall in love with all over again?”

 “Just like you.” Complete silence.

“Like me, really, although I am a single piece but still a girl like me cannot be a good girlfriend. Still why precisely someone like me?”, countered Medhavi. No one else other than Medhavi would have been happier after hearing this. Her heart beat fastened and she was almost jumping out of happiness.

“You are beautiful, ‘Topper’, worth taking home, our fathers have the same profession (implying good family terms further) and we both have the same caste(in case you think of a long term future) So why not someone like you?” This made her speechless.

A bit of flirting and a bit of logical stuff, this made their bond grow stronger with each passing day. Pratham was the first person Medhavi wished on New Year. He used to say dialogues and she used to fall for them instantaneously. After the entire trauma in her life; Medhavi was slowly understanding the importance of being happy and letting go of things that hurt her. She got someone she loved to talk to. These two were keen to see each other and were just waiting for the holidays to get over. True that, OPPOSITES ATTRACT!

It’s beautiful (Part IV)

December 14, 2014 had been the most beautiful day of their lives. The day when they first met properly without any rush as back in college they were sort of strangers to each other. Recalling their history, Pratham saw Medhavi for the very first time in their class wearing a red-color kurta among all those minis and shorts and that’s what made him feel that a story is waiting out there. “She is different; different from rest of them.” He observed her but Medhavi never in her dreams thought that someone would notice her like this in the college (She created a good impression. KUDOS! ) Talking about Medhavi’s perspective; she basically didn’t know about any such guy named Pratham and to be precise she was least interested to know also. She was the class representative; so once the teacher asked her to take down the numbers of all the students; make a Whatsapp group so that she can convey all the information and act as a link between her (teacher) and the students.
Pratham also gave his number. Medhavi saved his number just the way she saved the number of her other classmates not knowing who he is. It had been months; nobody texted on the personal window. The chats were restricted to the group only. Medhavi was lost in her own friend circle while Pratham was figuring out ways his life was taking turns. They had same course, same classes but knew nothing about each other and then one day out of the blue a text popped upon Medhavi’s screen. It was Pratham asking for a little help in Economics. Medhavi told him that she doesn’t know anything about Economics but could surely help in English. This sounded a bit rude to him but he let it go. Although Pratham messaged again after 3 days enquiring about the date sheet and exams and since then they started texting on a regular basis. It wasn’t less than an addiction. He used to call her ‘TOPPER’ because he thought she knew almost everything and was just lying about the completion of the syllabus.
They had ‘All the best’, ‘Hey’, ‘Bye’ kind of conversations and frequent eye contacts where they accidently passed smiles. ☺ Medhavi liked talking to him because those days were rough on her giving her mental stress and he acted almost like a shield. He didn’t know what she was going through; nothing about her broken friendships and untrustworthy relationships. Maybe this was his nature but Pratham knew exactly how to cheer her up even without knowing the reason that’s why she used to call him the ‘ENTERTAINTMENT PACKAGE’. Well every girl deserves to be with someone who knows how to make his girl laugh. She felt too comfortable talking to him day and night. There was neither awkwardness nor second thoughts. They were enjoying this and before she could realize, she started having a soft spot for Pratham. Falling for someone this way was too early but surely they wanted to be more in contact. Day and night of texting; sharing of secrets and the want of talking to each other more and more made their first meeting in CP less awkward. Even Medhavi  never thought that she would be asking someone like this :-
“Are you free on 14th?”
“Ummm Yeah..!”
“Then let’s catch up.”


…to be continued

It’s beautiful (Part III)

She felt really secured..!!

The lyrics, the aura and the way eyes did the talking made it too difficult for Medhavi to resist Pratham. She constantly had to remind herself that she came here to listen about his past relationships and not to make a new story altogether. The song got over and they moved out. Never had she experienced such a coffee. Well, now it was time for her to listen. So, they sat on the pavement and Pratham started narrating the most beautiful time of his life. The intense love in his eyes, the softness in his voice and the want of having that amazing time back if possible made Medhavi respect Pratham even more. The way he emphasized on some of the incidents and the manner in which his eyes and lips were communicating made Medhavi feel that ‘love never dies’. You can move on in life but a part of it remains there only which should be better untouched.

Medhavi questioned herself that was it okay to go into his deep rooted history because his eyes were screaming about his lonliness. They were telling her that he needed a companion. She cannot forget how he was blushing making his cheeks tomato red while telling those small cute incidents. Medhavi was numb. She was just observing him the whole time and that made her realize how emotionally stable Pratham was. How love has made him stronger with each passing moment. It was getting intense so they decided to walk. It started drizzling. While she was in utter shock after hearing the sad endings; he was busy protecting her from the rain. She liked the way he was taking care of her. He showed Medhavi the picture of the love of his life and she just couldn’t believe how strong he is.

Just to change the mood they thought to eat the ice-cream. While he was taking the ice-cream, out of nowhere Medhavi gave a tight hug to Pratham. It was unexpected and of course awkward. She wanted him to hug her back but he didn’t. Well Pratham explained this later that as soon as he was going to hug her back, she moved away. I guess none of them wanted to go back home but it was time. Medhavi was pleading him not to drop her home as she can go all by herself but since he was a true gentleman, he became very rigid. So it was decided that he will drop her only to the nearest metro station and not to her home. For time being they sat on the stairs of the metro station and Medhavi started telling her share of stories. She was continuously speaking when he randomly interrupted, looked straight into her eyes and said, “You look cute.” She blushed and smiled. Till date, he doesn’t know how it slipped from his mouth and made the situation a bit unexpected. While in the metro he was again back to his usual self protecting her from people of all sorts. She felt safe and happy. CCD, the song, the unexpected hug, the rain and “You look cute” became their memories to cherish forever. They reached home. She changed her Whatsapp status to “Those gestures :*” while he switched it to “Thank you ☺”


...to be continued

It’s beautiful (Part II)

Cafe Coffee Day

Well, in the morning she got up early and finally after a lot of thought-process decided to put on a light blue jeans, black pullover accompanied with a half sleeves green color jacket. She put on her usual kajal and lip-gloss for the sake of make-up keeping in mind that it shouldn’t look over the top. Mind you, never, I say never it should appear as if she had taken efforts to look good. She brushed her hair, let them loose, wore her favorite black heels and took her clutch. She called up Pratham to tell him that she is leaving for Rajiv Chowk metro station. When she called, he just woke up and realized that okay, this is real. They were actually going to meet. Medhavi wasn’t kidding. He rushed to get ready. By the time he got ready, she reached the destination and kept on waiting for complete 46 minutes. She had faith that he will be coming. She was a bit furious, a bit nervous and a bit excited all because of Pratham. For the first time, she was actually very eager. Reason is yet unknown. She had no idea how Pratham was feeling. Was he feeling the same? Was he excited to have some intense conversation with her?

All this time Pratham was actually expecting Medhavi to be really angry at him. He thought that she might go back as well but no, she had some faith left. She was hoping him to come. Then he came standing beside CCD at the metro station searching for her everywhere. She saw him from far and saw him looking for her here and there ready to hear the scolding for being so late. He kept calling her and she didn’t pick up because she was standing right there smiling at him. She wasn’t angry for waiting for someone whom she barely knew but was happy to see the one finally whom she wanted to know completely. He saw her, smiled and came forward. He was sorry and made the lamest of excuse that the metro was stuck in between else he was on time and she believed it too. Well this is what people say about the phase when even the wrong seems right.

Leaving everything aside, they took exit from the metro station and probably didn’t know where to go. I guess, the first thing they saw in CP was Café Coffee Day: A lot can happen over a coffee. Well said! They decided to go there. Pratham was either a gentleman or he basically had PhD in impressing a girl. The way he opened the door for her, pulled a chair so that she can sit and asked her to order something of her choice made her feel really special. He used to say, this is what every guy does and she always said, “Nobody ever did this for me.” Though for a moment she was very furious because he didn’t split the bill and paid it all himself. He refused to take money from her. She had that abiding principle that nobody will ever pay for her unless it’s family or her husband. Pratham was very adamant. Before they could just leave CCD suddenly between the sipping of coffee and light conversations came up a song ‘MEHERBANI’. They looked at each other and sat down instantly to listen to it first and then leave.


...to be continued

It’s beautiful (Part I)

It started beautifully..!!

She herself didn’t know why she was so excited to meet him. It had only been two weeks of texting(day and night) but maybe there was some connection so strong that she couldn’t help but asking him to meet her in CP, Delhi before they go back home for their semester break. That storm of confusion hovered over her mind leaving her with questions like, “Why did I ask him out?”  ; “Is it a date?”; “Like really, how can you being a girl ask a guy to meet up when you barely know him?” but then she was herself countering her questions like “Oh C’mon, it’s not a date or maybe it is.” ; “I think this friendship will last so what’s the harm in meeting?” ; “Don’t exaggerate; you are just going there to listen to his stories.” Yes, the stories of his past which he promised to share. Nobody knows that how in such a short span of time Pratham just spoke his heart out and agreed to share the most delicate and touching stories with Medhavi. She was curious too because from the past two weeks the way they were talking; she assumed him to be a very humorous; witty and jolly kind of a guy who was away from the chaos of life but no, he had seen life from a very different perspective.

His relationships could not end on a happy note which pinched him so hard. He was emotional too; very sensitive and knew what love is perfectly. Somewhere, deep inside his heart he blamed himself for not being able to be with the ones he wanted to. Medhavi would never have got to know this side of Pratham if she wouldn’t have asked him to meet. They had different definitions of love. Once, Medhavi asked, “What is love?” Pratham wasn’t expecting such a question maybe so he answered that it will take time to explain what actually love is. He asked the same and she replied, “Selfless devotion. Love is selfless devotion.” Medhavi still thinks he was astonished by her answer. Later he said, “Love; no matter how much you do; it is always less.” This astounded her completely.

They still recall an incident when Pratham asked, “Is it okay to give love a second chance?” She replied, “Yes it is because someone is out there waiting to mend your broken pieces.” He again asked and this time it was it was intense, “A third chance?” She was numb for two seconds and then replied, “Remember, your definition for love; no matter how much you do; it is always love. So go for it. Love always deserves another chance.” These two; they had intense conversations before meeting maybe that’s why it didn’t appear that they were meeting for the first time. The night before meeting, Medhavi was lost in her own world thinking what she would wear, what they would talk, will there be awkward silences, what he is as a human being and most importantly was it really okay asking out a guy like this when it’s not even a date or maybe it is. Oh God! CONFUSION..!!


..to be continued

You cannot be everyone’s favorite!

Let it go...!!

Being practical and realistic, one thing which life teaches us is that we cannot make everyone happy; we cannot be everyone’s helpline; ultimately we cannot be everyone’s favorite. No matter how hard you may try but there is always a bunch of people who is unsatisfied with you. There will always be a few whose line of expectation you didn’t fulfill. Statistics claim that at the age of 16-22 you come across many temporary people and believe it or not these people hold the capability to influence our lives in their own ways; sometimes positively and sometimes in an extremely negative way.

You might encounter the pain of losing a best friend; the one you thought would always be by your side. This will teach you that you can also be the reason for someone’s unhappiness; just to remind ‘someone very close’. Such is the case, where you even play with your self-respect at times just to save that friendship but to no use. One day, you will have to accept the bitter truth that the person is hurt and it’s better to simply let go. Trust me folks, life is really unpredictable. They say the real test of friendship is when the person is there with you in the happy times but not in your bad times but on a genuine note, for those who can relate, it hurts even more when the person who was there to support you in your hardships is missing when you are really excited to share a good news. It hurts badly. Such an incident comes with a lesson that favoritism for you can vanish any moment. You get to learn that you cannot be an all-time favorite for even your loved ones.

Sadly this is not just limited to the so-called ‘friendship’ stuff. You can easily find ‘I-am-really-disappointed-with-you’ type people everywhere; in every kind of relationship you share. The root cause is ‘EXPECTATION’. Two persons start sharing a bond and then expect things from each other giving way to a bitter truth: - ‘Expectations are not always fulfilled’. Nobody is satisfied. People get hurt; knowingly or unknowingly and a void is created which cannot be filled. You spend months and years finding answers to questions like, “What was my mistake?”, “Did I do something terribly wrong?” At times the reason for which you are being punished is unjustified and at times the reason is not even known.

When precisely talking about love stories, a person can be hurt by getting NO as an answer but very few can relate that even saying that big fat NO is equally painful. Sometimes years of friendship is overlooked when just a minor incident takes place. This rips the heart into pieces. “You hurt people and you get hurt.” This is the law of nature. You get hurt when at times you are the cause of embarrassment for your ‘special person’. You get hurt when you don’t live up to the expectations of your parents or rather well-wishers and if there is nothing to get worried about, the wounds from your past will not leave your side. Eventually, all this will leave you shattered but then there is hope in the things unseen.

Life comes with many lessons, one of them being, “Don’t bother too much to be perfect because the right people will love the imperfect you.” Remember, you can be the ‘ray of hope’ for many but surely not for everyone. This reminds me of the famous quote, “You cannot have butter on both the sides of the bread.” To celebrate victory on one end; the other end has to face dejections. If you are setting things right on one side; the other side might get unhappy. Balance is too difficult to maintain. So, the best thing one can do is to stop stressing over everything. Get that “Shut up and let it happen” mode ON..!! Don’t interrupt the flow of life. Circumstances will change, things will be better because tomorrow there will be a new morning, a new day, a new beginning. Till then, smile J It helps.

It’s been so long…

‘The unarticulate canvas’ which I started in summers of 2k14 was a blessing to me as my emotions found a way and spilled like ink on the paper. The words got a new meaning and I found that satisfaction of being and called a writer. My last post was posted in August’14. Since then, I have not written anything substantial and worth reading and for this I owe an apology to all my viewers for making them wait so long. Writing has always been like a passion to me but the past one year in some or the other way hindered that passion in me. Well, they say, ‘Better late than never’. So here I am to resume what is so very important www.theunarticulatecanvas.blogspot.in

Many of my well wishers and viewers keep on asking me whether the stories and the articles I post on my blog are real or not and if real then up to what extent. So I would like to tell that I strongly believe that ‘Fiction and Non-fiction go hand in hand’. Few of my articles comprise of a word-to-word true story; real life incidents while some are a work of fiction. So keep enjoying the mixture. Apologies again and I hope that you all will appreciate the efforts. Till then, keep smiling and shining… :) Life is too short to be sad… :)