What if- works with teens?

What if- is itself a question that needs to be answered right on time.A young person while in the process of development from a child to adult reaches a beautiful stage in the middle start grappled with what if to bring change in their lives.

To understand it deeply, one should know how to make a beeline between What if and I wish to be since latter lead you nowhere. What if I want to make future of my own interest, what if I started writing, what if I persuade my parents to invest in my interest Vs I wish I started writing, I wish I make future of my own interest and this seems to be perennial and degrading you every hour and day. 

The series of questions, innovative ideas, imagination strikes to the young minds every time we have to find out the precise answers of every If to know what actual skills present within becomes our career tool in future. This is exactly like the students standing in a canteen queue waiting for their turn to take away their stuff as the opportunities for future.

The individual who fails to answer will get stuck in life shuffle. Analysis, Self-counselling, no self -deprecation brings brightness, smiles answers and approach in life.

Start making books as an integral part of your life, as your mentor to find out the answers of your questions. Make a to-do list every day and questions and compare it with what you have and what you want. Work upon them, act upon your ideas and find out all the opportunities, pros and cons.

Do not ever give your life remote to others and never let others peep into your mind because

  Stay positive and happy reading:)

Warning to Little fly

Sitting on my Bed,

With black wavy hairs on my head

By paying attention to it,

I am listening to the sound of your wings

Ohh, just a little fly
consumes half a litre in a single try

You hover every time outside my front door

Ready to take a bite from face or worse,

Poor little fly, you cannot be here anymore

Swatter will soon kick out in a single stroke

Pay attention to me, I am warning you once more

Stop buzzing otherwise never meet your young ones anymore.

I wish to explore

I wish to explore, I wish to be,

With my ears sharp and eyes keen,

Full of determination and vigour with,

Steering hard to brighten sin.

Life is uncertain, unable to foresee it,

Passion is the only tool hidden within

Unveil the darkness with the magical beam

Residing in every corner of the human being.

Life is a gift, a person blessed with

Cherish it with a beautiful dream

Blow yourself like gusty winds

Magic happens yet to believe in

One Day before this blog @ 12 am.

Some day, when tears start rolling down and cannot stop other than expressed it in the form of writing means definitely some deep thoughts or sorrow is hidden in you.  Anger-  A reflection of your mood and soul but it's just a part of sadness which cannot be showed in front of those where you don't want and this becomes anger. It has so many secrets in it rather than of seeing its cons one has to realise the reason behind the person for this cause. Little abstruse but not difficult. 

This is the only way where we can spread love among others. Anger is the medium of transmission of love but that can only be done by the power of helpful thoughts and realisation to realise the human nature and people around us. 

Many people are aloof because they are not what they are, exactly like me and there is no one around them to share their happiness, sadness, excitement and other some beautiful emotions a human can express. It's very beautiful phenomenon a person can experience in their life by understanding others feelings. I feel very light when I write something during the time I feel or experience one of these emotions. 

It’s a good way and can even break your inner silence and you start realising about the ideas to express rather than what has happened to you few minutes back and put pen to paper. Feeling energetic and even cajole yourself to not to worry. It has a power of great persuasion. 

There are many instances in my life which urge me to write and yesterday late at night it kindled an interest in me to write and this is the story of my first page on the blog today. A beautiful smile reflected on my face while writing. 

I was happy one cannot imagine. I forgot about tears initially rolling down especially at the beginning of my line but look how my words start vanishing those tears. My happiness cannot be measured.

Start measuring now....

Go on, read this and feel....   

Yeasterday@12 am