Story Of Life

                          Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

Self-sabotaging thoughts come to the mind in an irresistible manner, unwillingly. Destroying a healthy mind setup, it pushes towards, one's own end. Though he is conscious about it, can do virtually nothing effective...others think of it as a trivial issue, leaving it to himself. Thus he is kept at the hand of unknown evil. So is he a psycho? Mentally challenged? From where he has developed this weird thinking disorder?

     Probably the gift of the unjustified behavioral effects received at some point of time in past. Still he tries endlessly but seems he can never beat this devil.Meanwhile lots of evaluations, social events take place...just to undermine the performance...But he never disbelieves the power of hope...so he tries the hardest to look beyond & to balance all the petty events of his meaningless life.

Beautiful lines, as i came across..

""He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much; who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men, and the love of little children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who has left the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty or failed to express it; who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had; whose life was an inspiration; whose memory is a benediction."

Though these lines are reproduced, it bears an amazing inherent feel which made me wonder over them for a few moments & decided they can easily take up a post in my space..

Emotions & Thoughts...

I have experienced, many insightful events (including embarrassments of course!), during my college/school days apart from the formal matters, which may seem trivial to any other person other than the concerned one. Some insecurity may enfeeble the mind, embarrassments may be the daily greeter, but hope never dies. Got hurt several times, bled even much more than the last time, depression engrossed the entire mind & soul but still there was a ray of hope which kept the deprived soul move on. To be honest, maybe I am the lonely guy, who loves to keep to him, finds it difficult to open up the mind before everyone most of the times…but still it doesn’t justify the reason of getting hurt for number of times. The world revolves around its own rule… no one gives a damn care about the other (few exceptions), and no one bothers the other person’s feelings till the point, it does have an impact explicitly on him/her. This mind is heavy after bearing loads of sufferings & pain; sometimes it messes within itself. During the childhood, i was taught to value other’s emotions as much as mine…to view myself on others perspective when things go wrong…but what I saw, learnt is something with huge difference…

1) One should give a damn about what others think about him (true most of the cases)…believe me...

2) Never ever to take other’s compliment as well as the negative comments/cynicism/criticism by heart…just hear it for that very moment & mull over it…it doesn’t alter your life in any other way than making a path for more redundant comments to come...

3) Life has never been a piece of cake…the moment u think it has become easy for you…wait dear…the twist waits to alter the notion...

Prologue

Can clearly remember when i created this account..read a discussion about blogging..then accepted the idea of having an internet home address..now back after long many days to this..just lost the interest in posting. Thought the sole idea of posting on a crowded place is just childish enough who has merely enough friends to share things about his life in real world..But recently,has gone through a blog, which has inspired me, amazed & at the same time amused my bliss deprived soul..also renewed my longing for maintaining a personal blog..that's why am back..hope will last longer in this time!

Digha Beach

papa's affection

*Contended*