Red Rose writes

Hola good humans, Today's blog is not the part of my series but just an underrated theme I wanted to pen down from a really long time. A very personal yet an universal issue. 'I want to just be!' 'Can I simply just breathe!? ' 'Please let me be on my own for a while.' Each and everyone would agree that they have uttered or felt these words many times in their lives. For some people, it is on frequent basis, while for others, it is occasional.  Time and again, I have heard this notion that people are becoming more and more intolerant with time. Is it so? Maybe yes, but not because they are developed that way. This impatience stems out from the negligence on our part.  We fail to recognize the need for 'me time'. It is highly underrated need of a human being. Just like we create a comfortable space for people to share their thoughts, in the same way, our heart also needs that time and space to express what is it that we need. To channelize our deeper d

Hello people, How is this Sunday evening? A bit rainy, chilly and cozy maybe? So, might as well sit back and have a cup of tea or coffee while reading this short and sweet blog. Here begins the part 5 of #quote_anecdote series Time and again, we have heard that knowing and understanding are two different concepts all together. Every time that we know something does not necessarily mean we have an understanding about it. Understanding is such a key term in all walks of our lives. If we miss it, we lose everywhere.  Fail to understand the people at work, there is chaos.                                                                            Fail to understand people in relationships, there are misunderstandings and fail to understand ourselves, there is no profound meaning in life.   But here when I use the word 'understanding', I mean something more than this. Understanding is not just about relating to someone else's thoughts to get their perspective but it is much more.

Hola my readers, How often do we go down the memory lane and catch ourselves smiling on the way? There is something bitter sweet about recalling our best as well as worst moments in life, isn't it? Memories in itself are anecdotes. We borrow pieces from our memories to invoke the same feelings in our present. Memories are just so powerful, can make you teary eye in one moment or just at once, make you jump in joy. #quote_anecdote part 4 When we view memories, I am sure most of  us will agree that its neither always painful nor always  blissful. What really makes memories special?  For me, every memory is a series of life that we lived thoroughly, we were right there in those moments. We felt alive, we felt infinite. Just in those few seconds we didn't bother about anything in the world. We were totally ourselves.  The way we cried our heart out while missing someone or the way our face lit up at the sight of a big chocolate, in those moments we knew only that and we didn't