Vidushi Gupta : The SoulHome

At the young age of twenty three, I feel very proud and content in telling the world that I'm an introvert, because after years of understanding, I've came to accept the fact that this is how I work. But what about those people, who're older or younger than me, are an introvert, and live all their lives believing something is wrong with them ? Why being an introvert is considered strange, almost like a disease ?  Why only those people are famous and considered cool who are extroverts, whereas the introverts are labelled as shy, boring, strange, depressed or quiet ? I cannot count the number of close people I've lost in my life, not because I didn't cared about them, but because I cared for them differently. Introverts aren't the kind of people who really enjoy being outdoors too much, or with too many people. Introverts aren't the kind of people who look forward to going in crowded places full of strangers, or dancing madly to loud music. Introverts aren...

Hello there, beautiful human ! Someone told me that your kind doesn’t write letters anymore ? Is that true ? And if it is, then why ? Okay let me write a letter to you, let me show you the power of words. But let me first introduce myself to you, as for a while I am going to address you, and before you can doubt my skills, let me tell you that I am the best addresser you’ll ever find, because you see, I write only truth. Okay okay,I know you really want to know who I’m now. Fine, here I go : Time, I’m time. Yes, you read that correct, I’m time, the same time your kind has been trying to measure in minutes and seconds and days and months. Sometimes I let out a rough sadistic laugh, because since centuries I’m witnessing you all, in every age, just trying to measure me and not value me. Human, you need to comprehend  that I do not come in years or decades, but in moments and memories, in experiences and lessons, that you cannot understand me just by looking at those three needles...

Once in a far away place,lived a young happy girl. She was  normal,average,yet she was the happiest person on earth,because she loved someone truly. But one unfortunate day,the skies fell on her,when she realized she had been left all alone by her only true love. She was devastated. The only two activities she seemed to remember were either crying or waiting. Some days she cried,some days she waited,and the rest of days she cried and waited and waited and cried. But alas he didn't returned. All day she sat by the door,waiting for him to knock. One particular knocking she waited for so much,that she ignored the knocking of other suitors. But the knocking she waited for never came and the cycle of crying and waiting continued for years. One day,as she sat waiting by the door,she heard a knock. Her eyes gleamed with hope,wishing it was him. But no,it was someone else.Tears again gathered in her eyes,and she ignored the knocking,knowing that this suitor will also leave eventually ...

Lou Suffern is a businessman,running all day,everyday,always wishing he was two,capable of being in two places at the same time.He worship work,and think his family cannot fire him,but his work can,and therefore neglect the people he share his life with.But then one day,he meet someone who changes his life,and he actually turns into two.And then,another day his life changes again,and he realises he should've paid much heed to his family,because at the end of the day,they're all that matter. When I finished reading this book "The Gift" written by famous Irish writer Cecelia Ahern,I was stuck.And no,I wasn't stuck in the book,but instead in the point that the writer made in the end.I could keep myself in the protagonist's shoes,and if you read the book,I can bet you could too.This could've been anyone's story in any part of the world. When a baby is born,everyone around celebrates.They take care of the baby,providing him/her with everything he or sh...

She checked her phone for the time.Six A.M,it flashed.She rose up from her couch,went to the kitchen and made some coffee for herself.She hadn't slept the whole night,not for a single second. She hadn't even gone to bed,sat on her couch the entire night,and now she knew it was useless to go to sleep,she would have to wake up in an hour anyway.She went to the balcony with her mug,and sat on the swing for which she had searched the entire city.It was a mid October slightly chilly,but marvelously beautiful morning.She loved fall,the season,the falling leaves,the laziness,everything about it always brought back so many memories.She watched the street intently. She saw some kids riding to school,her school,and immediately time traveled seven years in past,when she used to go to the same school.She had studied in it for fourteen years,and it meant home to her. She felt nostalgic.The same she felt about this city,her hometown, where she had lived for the past twenty four years,basic...

"I am nothing special,of this I am sure.I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life.There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten,but I've loved another with all my heart and soul,and to me,this has always been enough." When 'Noah Calhoun' from 'The Notebook' quoted these words,he meant he was content in loving someone.He clearly excluded Allie's love from his 'enough'. And when he quoted these words,we all wondered,whether as readers or the movie audience for a second that how can he still love and miss Allie,whom he hasn't met in fourteen years,neither has he heard from her even after 365 letters,and most of all,whom he had seen with someone else.(He saw Allie and Lon in the city,remember ?) Even though Noah and Allie were very much in love once,and even though Allie still thinks about Noah,she is clearly depicted to be in love with Lon and is happy marrying him,until she has a reun...

As humans,we all have a tendency of being hopeful for our things to happen.We often live our whole life in expectations . Expectations from ourselves of achieving our ambitions, expectations from others to act in a certain way we want them to,expectations from external happenings to turn out the way we imagined.As humans,we want to have everything our way,so we keep on expecting things and as a result,keep on hurting ourselves when our expectations don't get fulfiled,which is more likely to happen in the world we live in. The ocean of our expectations is vast . Profession,grades,relationships,people,places,dreams,we expect so much from so many aspects of our life.We even expect so much from a single day that sometimes we just base the beauty of the day on the outcomes of our expectations. If we did achieve what we had expected,then it was beautiful,and if we didn't,the day was plainly sadistic. Same is the case when it comes to people.In relationships,people sometimes ought to...