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What other’s force on us we believe , or maybe we just decide to do so to ‘fit in’, we follow other’s advice going against what we know is the thing that we should actually be doing, we get influenced rather swayed by the sweet furtive words that some person says about a thing or institution or people. Our lives have not been our own; most of us do what others manage to convince us about, what others want to see us doing, irrespective of the actual decisions that you took on your own initially, weighing pros and cons, just a word from someone whom you think has better opinions than you is enough to change the whole course of your life, or your career choice or anything that you had originally set out to do. “No man can live for another” says Howard Roark punching severe blow to altruism that is unconventionally still dictated by people who are actually ‘second handers’. Living your life on someone else’s term is what I see most of us practicing . The man who attempts to live for othe

  You’re not getting lazier; you just  aren’t transitioning the activities well . The solution lies in knowing how to shift from one task to another in a way that you take advantage of the  energy & stimulation deficits  from the task you were doing before. First of all understand this that to be able to perform any focused work (like studying) your mind must in a  state of low energy stimulation ;  the state when you’re able to concentrate easily as your focus isn’t drifting or continuously fluctuating. Let’s group all those activities such as social media surfing, or watching movies and series, or anything that you may get  addicted  to do  in seconds  as  easy activities ; as they don’t require much (or any) effort to do but also give you exponential  satisfaction  (and pleasure perhaps;) And let’s call those activities like studying, going through notes, doing assignments, and practicing as  focused activities ; as you need to constantly maneuver your thoughts and mental streng

The very scintillating device from which you are viewing this blog can be subjected to surveillance ; in fact it already has been at least once, though you may not have even the slightest hue of clue about it. I understand that you’re busy and possibly have other interesting things to do rather than reading this, but where exactly? Of course from your dear smartphone (most commonly), however let me share a subject of contingent fascination to you; your privacy.   What if I told you that you’re being monitored for every move you make, every app you install, every website you visit, or […you may not like knowing this] every conversation you have over the net? Consider WhatsApp [Part of Facebook] as the most common facility every individual possesses, you might be having esoteric conversations with a person or a group of close ones, and naturally you do not want that data vaporizing out into somewhere you would not want it to, or to be seen by a stranger for purposes you definitely would

Imagine this; you have everything you ever craved about, the view of success to the definition of what it means to be so from your perspective, perhaps even from the ones around you. Technically that would mean that you have nothing to be melancholic about, as your life is pivoting the way that you had always desired it to, there’s no void for your conscience to be drowned in dysphoria, still you see no reason to feel blissful, your mood is ironically numbed in contrast to your situation; even though it was the only one you always wanted. You’re confused with what’s going on inside your head, you don’t understand anything that’s seeping into your cortex, and you’re even perplexed about your very existence.  Your significance is gravitating into an emptiness you don’t know the reason for, you can’t decide if you matter, or if you ever did. What I want you to understand is that lack of success or its attributes are not necessarily the reason behind depression, neither it is that only emo

Practicality equals unpretentiousness. The way you are is the way it is. You have your goals just like millions of others, obviously not the same exactly in any manner but the point is that you have, and what most of us do is we associate these ambitions as the sole reason of our existence. You fight, you suffer, and you sacrifice certain things labeling them as distractions though they give you pleasure; frankly this is what you’re taught and what you’ve seen with your eyes all way along. People struggling in the beginning practically end up making others struggle for them eventually, those fighting now don’t have to fight more in the days nearing them, and those giving up certain tendencies do not ever have to worry about that once the restrain is finally slacked down by their ‘success’. The amount of infliction that we cause in ourselves cannot be understood until the same is given to you by another human being. But for the sake of what? Well it has always been about rea

An expression so conventional, so ordinary, and so uncool because of the repetitive usage that the very essence hidden beneath it is misunderstood; whether it is about the mistakes we make or the results we don’t achieve, this is the simple confirmation that you’re going to receive from your friends (good ones) or your family members during times you might be desperately questioning yourself or the events that led you to the landmark you find yourself stuck in right now. It’s not only about what we receive externally, this is statistically the easiest rationalization that we provide our conscience when we’re not sure about what’s going to happen or what exactly we are going to accomplish. In most of the scenarios it’s confined to the doubt in which we find ourselves reminding us about that statement over and over again (just like the famous “all is well” in 3 idiots). Staying optimistic during times of happiness is like a ball descending under the sway of gravity,

Having an emotional complexity is rudimentary in today’s world where we have heart confused with attraction, caring confused with seduction, love confused with lust, and touch confused with sex. The place is baffling, mostly all are weird in their own stereotypical ways; weirdness is a fashion, with some pretending to be someone whom they are not, putting up a show or breaking promises; in short it’s a lifestyle for us, inescapable yet insufficient to get the attention that most find themselves craving about. Personality remodeling due to reasons related to your psychiatric dysfunction is beyond the reach of your whim however if you’re revamping your attitude to prove something to someone then you’d be gladly categorized under induced dementia. Forgetting stuff (humanly stuff not reactions or formulae friend;), denying commitments, hiding things or acting unaware are absolutely legal! Yeah it’s absolutely fine to be a ‘human being’, but when it’s repeated over and over agai

You’ve been grinding yourself for quite a lot; rather desperately but after all the pain and sweat (and tears maybe) the single consequence you yield is a dead end. It’s not a matter of objection but the obvious testimony that all of us during our school years (it doesn’t end there however) have experienced. It’s a frustrating event that teaches you a lot of things, not just the bookish concepts which knocked you out there in the first place. Now we’ll dive into the past of class 12(yes not drifting away from the topic); mathematics class, we had relatively discounted majority, the students weren’t like the typical seekers, most of them weren’t bringing their copies or books, drawing out anime characters (or unhealthy biological diagrams) or even having an active conversation about stuff that shouldn’t had been discussed in math class (or any other class!), due to such actions our teacher used to send such unkind human beings out of the class which reduced our class count