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Am I crazy?

Dude I really want you all to judge me whether I'm crazy or not based on what situation I have been in recently and the decision I took! Am I doing the right thing? Would I regret my decision? IDK!! So I want you to answer all these questions, HELP ME!  Disclaimer: This may feel like a movie, a made-up story but trust me it's all real. I too feel like this is some plot of Indian daily soaps, so many twists and turns. But this all is real and I am not making up a story :) So let's start from the start. One day our chemistry teacher (I will refer to him as VS sir) called us, a total of 8 students ig, in the chemistry lab. He told us about NCSC and asked if we were interested in participating. Basically, NCSC (National Children's Science Congress) promotes child scientists. Hear it from Google first: It is a forum for children of the age group of 10-17 years, both from the formal school system as well as from out of school, to exhibit their creativity and innovativeness an...

How my past year was

Yooo guyssss, I'm back after 8 MONTHS AND 12 DAYS (to be precise) which equals 256 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I missed writing so much, not like I was not writing anything from the past year but this is different from just filling up notebooks. My journey through 10th standard was a rollercoaster ride with many highs and lows (ofc!), tonnes of realisations and the very obvious thing: academic stress. During board examination, NOT A SINGLE EXAM except Mathematics (ofc!) I have given without stressing and crying over it. And now that it is over, I feel ABSOLUTELY  nothing special! Am I happy? Maybe. Am I sad? Maybe. Do I want to go through that again? Probably not. Do I want to never remember it? Probably not. I don't know what to feel about boards getting over. It's like now I can do all those things that I used to do during exams just without academic stress. Out of manyyyy things I realised, one was that I can't study online. Online learning is not for me. As I  never took t...

This is how heaven sounds (Song Recos)

You can guess my amount of love for music by reading past blogs. I, literally, can't express my love for music. Music is my therapy. The kind of comfort it provides me is therapy. The way it makes me feel relieved is therapy. Beautiful music is like a warm hug. I'm not even exaggerating, this is actually how I feel. When there is no one, there always is music. I don't have fav genre or type. Every song I like- of any artist, of any language, of any genre- is my type of song. My playlist is such a messed up place. One minute you will be listening to 'Sach Keh Raha Hai' and then the next song is 'Pasoori' :). You will be listening to One Direction then the next artist is Papon . These are really a few examples. Although I enjoy and like my playlist this way, but sometimes when I'm in a specific mood and want to listen to music that goes according to my mood; i.e., when sad I'm sad I like listening to sad songs only; it frustrates me ALOT. Like imagi...

Entering 10th and Growing up (This sucks)

You just entered 10th, first-time boards, and boom! you realized that your life is not the same as before and now there's no going back, it's never gonna be the same. Your career choices are the hot talk of society. Every public meeting you attend has only one topic to start and that's "Aage ka kya plan hai?"(what are your future plans?) and ends on the conclusion "Abhi toh 10th per focus karo" (focus on 10th for now). This sucks man! I'm astonished by the fact that every relative or someone older has only one thing to ask and say. I don't want this kind of attention. This new annoying experience made me believe that the phrase: "mind your own business" is unknown or forgotten in our society. But that's also true that I too have the same question to ask my fellow tenthies. And I really like the fact that maximum are confused just as I am. That's mean, I know but it makes me feel relieved that I'm not the only one who is feel...

Rain, Music and Me: A Beautiful Relationship

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I just loooveeee rain. I mean who doesn't? (it's okay if you don't) Today it was raining; in SUMMER, in the month of APRIL; like monsoon was going on. It was like something triggered clouds that made them vulnerable; they were expressing their misery, anger or agony. OR. Maybe they were happy to the extent that they were laughing like there's no tomorrow. Maybe. Maybe not. But what it made me feel was ✨ethereal✨. I wanted time to stop. I wanna live that moment again. It was like a scene from a movie whose theme was loving yourself. In my headset, songs playing in the background were like......were like a whole bunch of not cherries but bunch of strawberries on the cake (not a fan of cherries). It must be a coincidence that my playlist was playing Yeh Haseen Vadiyaan, Bye, Matargashti, Sooraj Dooba Hain, and Ilahi . which were in perfect sync for the moment. I cannot resist the desire to dance. My body was swaying along to the melody of both rain and music. For an insta...

Am I Natural?

 I get scared of myself   Looking at how many different personalities breathe into my soul,   Which one is my true self?   Or do they all add up to make me whole?   Sometimes I'm a lioness inside   but can't express that, dunno why?   Maybe that's just my other side,   Am I natural? Atleast I try.   Sometimes I'm all happy and smiley   but the next moment I will cry,   I hate this thing about me highly,   Am I natural? Atleast I try   Sometimes I feel "I'm alone",   Conversations feel dry,   For that instant, I'm just a living stone,   Am I natural? Atleast I try.  This is a poem that I wrote. Actually, it's just my 3rd poem. I'm just a beginner haha. I wrote it when I realizes that there isn't any specific personality of mine, I'm an extrovert sometimes; sometimes an intro. I'm fierce yet quiet. I'm childish ...

Expressing feelings

Have you ever felt like crying, just crying your heart out, not for any one reason but hundreds of them? 🙋I had and I think many of us had felt it. So this is just a reminder that it's okay to cry. All these thoughts are coming from a highly sensitive person (I don't like to be called a crybaby though) who cries over small things, whose personality changes from a jolly person to a silent one when sad, who don't talk to anyone when angry or on the urge of crying coz she knows she will be rude. I don't like to show my sensitive side to people but I can't control my emotions. I get very conscious while crying like I can't cry my heart out in front of anyone except my parents. In public, I don't technically cry, I just sob really hard, it's just my tears are falling, making a light sound and there's a lump stuck at my throat making it harder for me. In my opinion, crying doesn't symbolize your weakness or strength, it's just a simple expression ...