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“How To Stay Happy”
After reading the title some people might think what is this suddenly I am writing about, but some people might get a ray of hope that after all the unpredictable things happened in their lives they might get a chance to stay happy.
So if you think that this is a very intellectual article and I am writing all those points about how to stay calm and happy when your world is spinning around, then you can just scroll ahead.
I had been so down from the last month like I can’t just figure out what to do, how to live properly because of all the things that happened in the last month, so all I did was just rot in my bed and scroll down. Although I really wished for someone to be there with me, to talk to me, to make me feel better but eventually there was none. So as I was just scrolling down, I came across a reel who’s title said ‘How to stay happy in life’.
I watched all of it out of curiosity thinking there might be a person who’ll speak and tell about how to be better in life, some actual genuine person but instead it was just a random person holding a cup of coffee in his hands and there were 10 big written paragraphs in the description of the reel.
What i felt was that I am already reading books despite that am not going good yet you’re showing me a reel that doesn’t at all make a me good.
Instagram better knows your algorithm but it can understand your heart.
Anyways after watching it all I realized that there might be a lot people like me in the outside world who are willing to become happy wholeheartedly but just doesn’t know the process.
My process is not just a 10 step, 11 step routine that you need to follow in order to make yourself feel better but its just a life lesson that you majorly need to know about.
Recently I had been feeling very low because a very close person to me just left, and I don’t even know if they’ll come back ever or not. I had been feeling all the depressed feelings and I can’t do anything about it. I was so stressed because of this that I even got an anxiety attack, my hands started shivering all of a sudden, my head started spinning and I was having a severe pain in my throat, I went to washroom and started crying, I literally couldn’t do anything about it and it happened for 2 days. For the 2 days I was in a very bad state of mind, but then I realized even if cry for a whole year that person still won’t return, I tried and tried and finally taught myself that nothing could be done about it now, there’s nothing that can be changed now.
I genuinely wanted a person to hug me, to console me, to talk to me, actually I only wanted to talk to that person only but they had gone, gone so far that they would never return.
I cried a lot, but after that I told myself that I will work so hard, that even if I never meet that person again but they’ll also know that I am something. Today also there are days when I don’t feel like doing anything, just cry and cry more, but all I do is look more ugly. I am indeed a strong woman but I choose to write this because I realized that there are people like me who would love to be understood just once by their whole heart, who would once in their life want to hear that they are lovable, but sometimes it just stay as a wish only. A wish that none even knew about, not even their own family.
So there’s a hack whenever you’re feeling low and have none to talk about it, just write all your feelings out, instead of keeping them inside and then overthinking about it all time, just do journal. Eventually while journaling you’ll feel better and trust me one day there will come a God’s angel who’ll read all those journals of yours and try to understand all the pain that you went through. I have also been waiting for this day to come. One more thing, just try to accept things as it is they are.
Writer, thinker, and telling different lively stories.
The art of noticing people, especially when they are at their lowest.
trishamahajan162@gmail.com (mailto:trishamahajan162@gmail.com)
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“ All That Matters”
Yesterday I was scrolling Instagram and I saw a reel. The algorithm of the reel was bit empathetic, and in an emotional kind of way. It said that maybe in next life we shouldn’t leave our home for a better life and that’s when it hit me.
I came from a big city but not as big as the tech-cities like Mumbai, Delhi, Bangalore, etc. So to start a better life and do something big, initially i have to leave my hometown and that’s what I am doing right now.
I am studying in one of the colleges in Chandigarh, which is 5–6 hours away from my home, which means I can’t travel daily, so I am staying in hostel. Though hostel life is good, it teaches you different things and you meet some of the best people of your life their but all that matters is your family isn’t with you. I have been living in hostel from a year now and I have become used to it, that you can barely make time to go to your house, even there are some days where you can’t even call and tell your parents that how your day went because you’re all just exhausted. You just can’t be a part of those not so normal family gatherings, because you just stay far from home.
Mine is only 5 hours but there are people who really live miles away, very far, even on weekends I do go to my home but those people in the last one year had hardly gone 4–5 times, and I have lost a count of how many times I went to visit my family.
The actual thing is that all these distances doesn’t make sense, if your’e far or near from home. The only thing that matters is that you cannot go back easily. You know during the school time at dispersal, the last bell rang and we all rushed out of the classes to go back home, no restrictions, nothing, just us and the bus driver who’s going to take us to our home, and now there are all procedures to follow just to go back and meet your own family whom you hadn’t seen in a while. You have to come up with valid reasons for why are you going to your own home in the sake of procedures, get it signed from HOD, then hostel warden and she’ll confirm it from your parents that if you are saying the truth or not. Sounds Funny! but that the sad truth about adult life.
As kids we were all excited about being adults chasing our dreams but little did we know that these dreams of ours will cost us something precious. Its easy for the people to say that you’re living in a different city, enjoying your life, no one to stop you from anything but only we people know that how it feels, to skip your meals daily because you couldn’t get the time to eat, how it feels that instead of going out on weekends and enjoying with your friends you have to do all the things of your house alone because you don’t have anyone.
A girl asked me that isn’t it difficult to live without your family, in a city where none knows you, don’t you remember them? I said that of course I do, in the start all will do but later they will get so busy in their work that they won’t even remember that they need to remember anyone.
It’s just that there’s a difference between house and home, house is a place where you can live, but home is something which needs love, needs our people, you cannot call your home to anyone but only to those who really mean it to you and that’s the truth.
Once you leave a place you never truly be there.
Writer, thinker, and telling different lively stories.
The art of noticing people, especially when they are at their lowest.
trishamahajan162@gmail.com (mailto:trishamahajan162@gmail.com)
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“Not The Same for Everyone”
The phrase I am talking about is ‘The Life’, life is not the same for everyone at least in today’s world.
You know when I was little, I used to think that every person has same kind of heart, like how I think or feel probably they’ll feel the same kind of emotions too, but I was wrong.
Every person has their different aspect of seeing the life, what one goes through in the world doesn’t mean that the other should also go through the same to be in his shoes, but the fact is that none wants to be in other person’s shoes. People have become so selfish that they only care about themselves, not even their family, not even their friends. They say that they don’t get time as they are so much busy in their lives.
They are also right with their kind of things, as life works differently for everyone like some people are born with a silver spoon and some have to work hard day and night to earn a single penny, but this is the basic thing that I would say we all know about.
What I am trying to say is that people today have even forgotten to believe how life actually works.
The fact that when you’ll sit with a person to just have a chit-chat he’ll tell you plenty of problems that he’s facing in his daily life and will not have a single thing to appreciate about the things he already has. Some people have already achieved their heights and some people are still trying. Its just the attitude that the person carries that specifically makes a difference. Some people despite having all the required things in life are always unhappy with their things and some who literally have worst things to say in life have zero victim mindset.
I am not saying that it is not good to share your thoughts with anyone, in fact it’s good and that’s what I am doing right now but it is not good that you always complain others about your problems and that problems that are not even necessity.
One thing that if we say that the Universe loves everyone equally then why one person has to go through a lot and the other just relaxes and have fun. Then we say that it’s their karma, but why is it like the rich people do something bad and still stay rich and whenever a poor person does something he goes through it immediately calling it a karma.
We seek justice from a country, we say that the rules and laws should be equal for everyone but the question is that are we all treating everyone the same? In a country like ours we don’t even like to sit with people of lower caste because they don’t match our standards? Is this discrimination, racism ever going to stop? The children studying in government aided schools are not even provided a basic one-time meal in some states and yet we have issues like ‘Our National Anthem’ to cry over in the parliament session.
I am not saying anything about politics in fact I am trying to prove a ruthless point in the whole world, that many people ignore or are never at first ready to listen to them.
All I can do is raise issues on real-life problems and write about them, later it’s up to all the people about whom to choose and whom not to, and also whom to help when in need.
Writer, thinker, and telling different lively stories.
The art of noticing people, especially when they are at their lowest.
trishamahajan162@gmail.com (mailto:trishamahajan162@gmail.com)
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