Hang In There...

There are times when we are so sullen and emotionally exhausted that we long for outlets of our emotions. Not that we need a trigger for any catharsis, but we are so choked and full to the brim that in that state of numbness, it is a far fetches thing to realize this on our own.

We have a hard time breathing, a harder time gulping and all we do is to try shaking it all off. But it never works, not for me.

Situations, circumstances or whatever one might call them in their lingos, are so twisted and wicked. No matter how hard you try, you end up in despair. That's when our faith is shaken. We start losing it. Everything around us starts annoying us.

We start to damn that whatever we are today, we were not meant to be.

'This was not my cup of tea!' 'If I were doing what I always wanted, I might have had a better life!'

But are we always right? Or we just camouflage our weaknesses and failures with lack of interest?

Past always haunts us. And low recesses of heart, like these, further invite them to torment us. So, actually we are not doing any good by revisiting that lane.

What we have now, today, only that is our cup of tea. We can't set eyes on other cups. No matter how fancy they may look and how cracked and leaky our own may seem.

There are no guarantees, after all.

There is no room for vacillation at the expense of damaging your present. You are doing nothing but vandalizing your own life.

Hang in there, for tomorrow is yet to come. And there is certainly a moment, hidden in the shell of future, that will change everything for good. Your mind set will drastically differ and you will see your life, once a miserable one, with hope.

Just live in present and you will see, however withered your life may seem, it can still be salvaged.



Mohit Joshi
Y12 Undergraduate, The LNMIIT

Cricket @ 100

The inaugural match of the Champions League T20, between Rajasthan Royals and Mumbai Indians was held in Jaipur. I went to see that match with my friends. That was my rookie experience to watch a cricket match or any match in that respect, in the stadium. When you are not a fan of cricket, it becomes more special.

I never liked cricket. But I always tried to keep it to myself to avoid the scolding from my friends, cousins and significant others around me. Suddenly, we planned to go for a match and I thought what the hell, let’s just do it. And I consented in an impulse. As the day drew closer, I pondered upon it and thought to sell off the ticket. On the match day, there was a lot of drama. We tried to find a buyer and no one consented on our rates. So finally, I half heartedly boarded in the college bus to go. Then someone called for the tickets and I refused to sell it. I had changed my fickle mind again. Screw them; I am going to watch my first cricket match.

We reached at the stadium three hours prior to the entry time and it started raining. It’s very annoying when you have so much excitement in your heart and God literally starts pouring waters on it. Finally I entered the stadium and after the three levels of security checked an innocent boy, i.e.; me.

Wow!! I was dumbstruck. It was a feeling out if the world. As if I had entered another world. Why didn’t I come here sooner? Such vastness, such grandeur. I was mesmerized even by the empty stadium which was were gradually filling. Strangely enough, the rain felt complementing to our moods. As if it was also enjoying itself with us. The tiny raindrops looked like sparklings in the floodlights, so slow, so poised and so pure. All my perceptions had changed once I got in there.

The match was preceded by an energetic performance by Mika Singh. Finally the match started and I can’t believe that I actually enjoyed every ball of it. This was a special experience and day for me.

In my first experience, I had the best experience I could have. The rain had stopped and the breeze was soothing. It was Sachin and Dravid’s last CLT20 tournament. I saw LBW, bolds, catches, and a remarkably awesome run out. I screamed like hell, I danced like never before on every boundary and six. I had not felt this much charged up in a long time. I ended up with sour throat but I didn’t care. I was on fire.

I am glad I didn’t sell my ticket or else I would have missed the chance to feel the craziness for Sachin. No wonder he is the God of cricket. Legendary Dravid waved at us, I couldn’t miss that for the world.

I am glad I didn’t sell my ticket. 100 bugs but worth much more zeroes than that.

Mohit Joshi

Y12 Undergraduate, The LNMIIT

The Things We Do

All that we do has a purpose. Deed is juxtaposition for need. My trying to put it into words is a straight drive through my urge to write something. If this is read by the editor of this blog, this is a repercussion of his search for a worthy article. And finally, if this could make to the readers, to you, then many of you won't deny the latent desperation to kill boredom which brought you to end up at this journal.

So, this is clear that our needs precede our actions. And so is this, that it is like a polymer chain reaction. Effecting us all in some way or the other.

But how often do we think this way? How many times have we thought before making fun of a friend? Not even considering that a mole of him might feel humiliated. With how much sensibility, have we thought before lying to our parents and demanding golds from them, in the same breath?

Uncountable moments I can recall from my past where I had claimed to be empathetic to even strangers' pain and actually, delivered cold feet, even to those whom I knew well.

But all of these deeds are purposeless. No? If we introspect ourselves, we would find only one answer: "We do what pleases us".

Many a time, we find things unacceptable. We find ourselves standing alone against our friends, family, etc. We know that we are right and all we have to do is take a stand. But then, we fall a trap of baits. We negotiate. We give up. And all that is lost, the people, the things which were supposed to be a part of the other side, engrave severe damages. They create an air of discomfort, stress and guilt, in and around us. And eventually, we resolve to ebb it out.

So, do we really have a "purpose"? Are we required to act the way we do?

What would've been the scene, if we were aware of what we were doing? Awareness can save us from such situations. We can have healthy, happy and stress-free relations. We can "Live", instead of dying with shame and burden of unjust decisions.

Be aware of what you do, see clear what you see.

Mohit Joshi

Y12 Undergraduate, The LNMIIT