Unwrap Indian Culture by Abstract Scriber

Credit: Pinterest   "How you treat your breakfast is how you treat your life." Oh! Sorry, this is not a health related post. i just read this somewhere and somehow related to this. Fast mornings. Half-eaten breakfasts. Rushed thoughts. Constant hurry. After a time, life feels like it’s always running somewhere. In between all this… there is a cup of coffee (not just a drink). This is more a small pause, quietest chance to breathe with YOURSELF. The last few months were busy. New team, new role, new expectations. I was out of linkedin, even i'm posting this after a long time. Anyways, everything looked right. I got what I wanted (greatful) I was present… but not really present. Last saturday morning, I made my coffee, added two spoons of sugar ( broke my addiction of black coffee). Sat down, sipped, and something simple came to mind. Coffee doesn’t fight na! It doesn’t fight the water. It doesn’t fight the heat. It slowly blends in. Takes IT'S TIME. Adjusts and then…...

 Blessed Enough❤️ ଆକାଶରୁ ଶ୍ରାବଣର ସେଇ ବାରିଧାରା ଯେତେବେଳେ  ଢେଙ୍କାନାଳ ପାହାଡ଼ିଆ ରାସ୍ତାକୁ ଭିଜେଇ ଦିଏ, ଠିକ୍ ସେତିକିବେଳେ ମନର କୋଣରେ ଜମି ରହିଥିବା ସ୍ମୃତିର ପାଉଁଶ ତଳୁ କିଛି ନିଆଁର ଝୁଲ ଦାଉ ଦାଉ ହୋଇ ଜଳିଉଠେ। ଠିକ ସେମିତି, ହେଇ ହେଇ ଦି ଯୁଗ ବିତିଗଲା | ପଚିଶ ବର୍ଷ! ଶୁଣିବାକୁ ଗଲେ ଏଇଟା ଖାଲି ଗୋଟେ ସଂଖ୍ୟା ଭଳି ଲାଗେ, ହେଲେ ଏଇ ପଚିଶଟା ବର୍ଷର ଯାତ୍ରା ଭିତରେ କେତେ ଯେ ଅକୁହା କାହାଣୀ ଲୁଚି ରହିଛି, ତାହା କେବଳ ଏହି ଘରର ଚାରିକାନ୍ଥ ହିଁ ଜାଣନ୍ତି।  ଆଜି ଯେତେବେଳେ ବାବା ଆଉ ମାମାଙ୍କର ଏହି ବିଭାହ ବାର୍ଷିକୀ, ଧନ୍ୟବାଦ ସେ ଜ୍ୟୋତିଷ କୁ ଯିଏ ପ୍ରସ୍ତାବ ନେଇ ଆସିଥିଲା ଆଉ ଧନ୍ୟ ପରିବାର ଲୋକ ସବୁ ଯିଏ ରାଜଯୋଟକ ଖୁସି ରେ ବାହାଘର କରିଦେଲେ | ମୁଁ ଭାବେ ଏଇ ‘ରାଜଯୋଟକ’ ବାହାଘର ସତରେ କ’ଣ? ୟାର ଜ୍ୱଳନ୍ତ ଉଦାହରଣ ହେଉଛନ୍ତି ମୋ ବାବା ଆଉ ମାମା। ସତରେ, ଯେତିକି ଜଲ୍ଦି ଆମ ଘରେ ଝଗଡ଼ା ଆରମ୍ଭ ହୁଏ, ସେତିକି ଜଲ୍ଦି ସରି ବି ଯାଏ। ଆମ ଘରେ ସବୁଠୁ ଲମ୍ବା ଝଗଡ଼ା ବୋଧେ ଘଣ୍ଟେ ପାଇଁ ଚାଲେ। ହାଲ୍ଲା ହୁଏ, ପୁଣି ସମସ୍ତେ ଥକିଯାଇ ନିଜକୁ ନିଜେ ସ୍ୱାଭାବିକ କରିଦିଅନ୍ତି। ଏଇଟା ହିଁ ତ ରାଜଯୋଟକର ସୁନ୍ଦରତା ବୋଧେ|  ପିଲାଦିନର କଥା ତ ମୋର ଏତେ ମନେ ନାହିଁ, ହେଲେ ଏବେ ବଡ଼ ହେଲା ପରେ ଜାଣିଲି, ମୁଁ ସମସ୍ତଙ୍କ ଭଳି ‘ନନା’ କି ‘ବୋଉ’ ଡାକିପାରୁନଥିଲି। ମୋ ପାଟିରୁ ପ୍ରଥମେ ବାହାରିଥିଲ...

Picture By : Quang Nguyen Vinh A story of Growth, Mistakes, and Unexpected Wins It was day one of my first internship. I joined just the day after tomorrow after my interview, and getting that mail to join was something wonderful. On time I reached there and Walked into the building. The security asked new join. As I replied “Yes” at the same moment he thumbs up with a smile. A mix of excitement and nerves swirled in my stomach. My preparation? As if you don’t know I was preparing for Govt exams as every Middle-class Indian does. And of course, I failed so I'm here today at the corporate. So unwavering happiness of a new journey and the sadness of leaving my dream both emotions rushing. I had researched the company, reviewed my notes, and even practiced some "office-ready" phrases. Ha-Ha-Ha yes, I tried my best.  Little did I know, that real-life experiences don't come from textbooks or TED Talks. So here I’m sharing the stuff I didn't know. Lesson 1: ...

Credit: Pinterest Hope you're doing well; 2024 Jan isn't wasted and you're ready for feb. today I'll be sharing a snippet of yesterday. Okay so we were having pastries, me and two of my friends. so, one of them is in relationship and another one is single as me. So, the topic moved to "Valentine's Day; how's your valentine's day going? " The one is relationship started sharing her romantic surprises, some girly talks about the kiss, hug, and the quarrel about her favorite chocolate. why he didn't get her favorite chocolate was the issue, no wonder my single friend started telling; "No one would ever love her". I astonishedly asked why not? and she told me, her body color isn't fine as everyone, she isn't attractive enough with a desired body structure and so on. you know for a moment i was stuck how someone can judge herself so bad and expect others to be fair at her? when you're accepting yourself; how someone...

Credit : Pinterest Shadows dance and play in the silence of dusk. My heart sings a mournful refrain;  I've discovered love but it didn't last forever. A brightly burning flame that cannot be sustained. Oh, my darling, you are as bright as the stars! Your beauty and grace leave me speechless. However, fate has always other plans,  and we are destined to love from afar forever. Oh, how I want to wrap you in my arms. To experience your touch and taste your sweet embrace Tragically, it looks that our love is outlawed. As a result, I've had to make peace with your fleeting glimpses. I n my dream, I see us holding hands.  Living life to the fullest, with no chaos.  But when I wake up, the sorrow of loss remains.  I'm left with only memories of your love, for whole my life.  Our love may be condemned from above,  but my hearts shall remain faithful for ever.  In my dreams, I see your face very clearly.  A vision of love so pure and beaut...

Credits : Pinterest You love me! why!? - asked him n'th times now. I still want to know why you love me. At which moment you thought I’m the one. How you realized its love? You still think this questions are my curiosity, no they are the self-doubts arising out of my heart. I have never known someone choosing me, I have never heard someone whispering their love, i have never felt how it feels to be loved.It was all silent. I didn't know how you came into my life. I didn't hear about our uncertain destiny. I didn't feel the showering filmy romance. I didn't know when you fell for me. I didn't hear lies in your promises. I didn't feel when you took my softness. I didn't know giving up is tough. I didn't hear sounds of dying butterflies. I didn't feel weaving hate of unlove. I didn't know my presence can be worthless. I didn't hear your love promises to someone else. I didn't feel your efforts a=were equal ever to m...

Hey! How's going?  today I am sharing stuff regarding something I have seen people suffering. A few days ago, I was travelling somewhere in the Delhi metro, and as you are a bit active on social media you know how the inside of the metro is. how much space do you get!! apart from the story moving to the real case.  besides me, a girl may be of something 20 she is fighting with her boyfriend over call. so I heard and ignored it. after a few minutes, she started crying, to comfort her I asked if she needed water. she took my water bottle, sipped some, and started explaining how his boyfriend had become unromantic. I stayed silent because I was blank. what to say to her in this situation. After listening to the complete story I got the point that the guy she was in a relationship with was not unromantic. he is the emotionally unavailable one; I know many of us aren't aware of this but this is a condition everyone should be aware of.  sometimes attraction or infat...

                                             Credit: Unsplash   Oh Hi! Can I ask you something? do you still have the same level of friendship with your "Forever imagining best" friend?  If yes, then this post is not for you be; and I must say you are so lucky! keep the bond alive at any cost. good wishes. but if someone can't get over their lost friendship. I want to share something with you. because recently I have been this through. though it's always a long process before moving on from someone but one day you decide not to give them a chance again. you completely move them out of your sight mind and heart. okay so, from school days I never had best friends or a particular group to hang out with. I had good relations with everyone. the same thing goes for intermediate and graduation too. I had some very good people around me who were extremely kind...

Credit: Unsplash                                            Hi, hope you are doing well. I'm here to share stuff, I am really bad at. though I am learning it. Before my point, let me ask you something.  when was the last time you asked for help from someone? when was the last time you shared your stuff with someone? I'm not asking with whom, maybe it's your family your friend, your lover, or a stranger can be anyone, but did you share? was it intentional or did you just spit out randomly? did you feel any guilt sharing that you were holding from the last few days or weeks or months or years? and how are you feeling now? I won't ask if you got any answer, whether your problem is solved or not.  just how you are feeling after sharing what's flinging your chest and blocking your mind from the past few days. okay so, today I am sharing my part. When I realized ...

Picture Credit: Abstract Scriber ଜାଣିଛ ନା,  ଚାନ୍ଦ ମୋର କେତେ ପସନ୍ଦ  ହେଲେ ମୁଁ ଚାନ୍ଦ କୁ ପରିହାସ କରି ତୁମ ପାଇଁ କବିତା ଲେଖେ ନା ଚାନ୍ଦ ରାଗେନା,  ସେ ଜାଣେ ସୁଦୂର ସମୁଦ୍ର ସହ ମିଳନ ସବୁ ନଦୀ ର ସ୍ବପ୍ନ।  ସେ ପାହାନ୍ତି ଗଙ୍ଗଶିଉଳି, ସମସ୍ତେ ସେ ରକ୍ତ ଗୋଲାପ କୁ ଭଲ ପାଆନ୍ତି ବୋଧ ହୁଏ ତୁମେ ଭି । କର୍ତ୍ତବ୍ୟ ରେ ବନ୍ଧା ହୋଇ  ମୁଁ ତୁମ ବିନା ବାସ ରାତି ର ଶେଯ ରେ ସଜେଇ ହେବାକୁ ଚାହେଁନି , ସବୁ ପାହାନ୍ତି ରେ ମୁଁ ତୁମ ପାଇଁ ଅବା ତୁମ ବିନା ଝଡିବାର ଅଭିଳାଷ ମୋର । ପାହାଡ଼ ର ଦକ୍ଷିଣା ପବନ, ଓଃ ତା ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ରେ ମୋର ପୁରା ଶରୀର କମ୍ପି ଉଠେ ଚଞ୍ଚଳ ହେଇ ପଡ଼େ ମନ ଉଡ଼ିଯାଏ ସେ ପକ୍ଷୀ ମାନଙ୍କର କାକଳି ରେ କିନ୍ତୁ ମୁଁ ପ୍ରତିଧ୍ଵନି ରେ ତୁମ କଥା ଜଣାଏ   ମୁଁ ଆପତ୍ତି କରେ , ବିଞ୍ଚି ହେଇ ପଡୁଥିବା ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟାଲୋକ, କଦମ୍ବ ଫୁଲ ର ମହକ  ତୁମ ଆଗରେ କେତେ ଅଲୋଡ଼ା ।  ସବୁ ତୁମେ ଅବା ତୁମ ପାଇଁ,  ପଦେ କବିତା ପଢ଼ିଲେ ବି ତୁମ କଥା ମନେ ପଡେ  ପଦେ କବିତା ଲେଖିଲେ ବି ତୁମ କଥା ଭାବେ  ନା ତୁମେ ଅଜଣା ନୁହେଁ , ଯିଏ ମୋତେ ଚିହ୍ନେ ସେ ତୁମକୁ ବି ଚିହ୍ନେ  ଅଗଣା ରେ ବାସୁ ଥିବା ମଲ୍ଲୀ କଢ ତକିଆ ତଳେ ସାଇତା ସେ ଅଧା ପଢ଼ା ଉପନ୍ୟାସ ବହି ଥାକ ରେ ତୁମ କଥା ଭାବି ଆଣିଥିବା ଘାସ ଫୁଲ ଖାତା ର ଶେଷ ଫର୍ଦ୍ଦ ରେ ଗାରେଇ ହେଇ ଥିବା ଲେଖା...

Credit : UnSplash ତୁମେ ବିସ୍ତାରିତ ନୀଳ ଆକାଶ, ତୁମେ କାଳ ପୁରୁଷ, ତୁମେ ପ୍ରେମିକା ର କାହାଣୀ ଓ ବିଜ୍ଞାନ ର ପ୍ରେମ । ନଭାଶ୍ଚୁମ୍ଭି ଅଟ୍ଟାଳିକା ଠାରୁ ବିଜ୍ଞାନ ର କ୍ରାନ୍ତିକ ସୃଷ୍ଟି  ସମସ୍ତେ ତୁମ ବକ୍ଷ ରେ ଶୋଭା ପାଆନ୍ତି ।   ତୁମ ବିରାଟ ଛାତି ରେ କେତେ ତାରା , ଜହ୍ନ ଭେଟ ହୁଅନ୍ତି ।  ମୁଁ ଈର୍ଷା କରେ, ଭୂଇଁ ରେ ପଡ଼ି ରହିବାର ଦୁଃଖ ରେ ମୋ ପୁରା ଶରୀର କମ୍ପି ଉଠେ ।  ତୁମ ଦେହ ରେ ଶହ ଶହ ପକ୍ଷୀ ଡେଣା ମେଲାନ୍ତି ,  ତୁମେ ଆପଣେଇ ନିଅ ସମସ୍ତଙ୍କୁ  କିନ୍ତୁ କାହାକୁ ବସା ବାନ୍ଧିବାକୁ ଅନୁମତି ଦିଅ ନା।  ବାସ୍ ଏଇ କଥା ପାଇଁ ମୁଁ ଦୂର ଦିଗନ୍ତ ରୁ ଚାହିଁ ରହିଥାଏ ତୁମ କୁ, ବ୍ୟଗ୍ର ହୁଏ ନିଜକୁ ସମର୍ପି ଦେବାକୁ ତୁମ ଠାରେ। ମୋ ପରିଚୟ ? ମୁଁ ପ୍ରଶସ୍ଥ ଗଭୀର ନୀଳ ସମୁଦ୍ର,  ମୁଁ କାହାର ପ୍ରେମିକା ନୁହେଁ, କବିତା ର ଶୀର୍ଷକ କିମ୍ବା ବିଜ୍ଞାନ ର ରଚନା ନୁହେଁ ।  ମୁଁ ଅବକ୍ଷୟ, ଧ୍ଵଂସୀ, ନୀରବ ଓ ସମର୍ପିତା , ମୋ ଚିତ୍କାର ଶୁଣି ମୋତେ ନିଃସହାୟ ବୋଲି କଳ୍ପନା କରନ୍ତି । ମୋ ଦୁଃଖ ରେ ସହାୟ ହୋଇ କେତେ କାହିଁ ଦୂର ରୁ ଆସି ନିଜକୁ ସମର୍ପି ଦିଅନ୍ତି ମୋ ଶରୀର ରେ, ମୋ ଗଭୀରତା କୁ ଅଣଦେଖା କରନ୍ତି, ମୁଁ ତୁମ ଛାତି ରେ ଜହ୍ନ କୁ ଦେଖି ସାରା ରାତି ଅନିଦ୍ରା ରହେ।  କାନ୍ଦିବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରେ, ଶ୍ୱାସରୁଦ୍ଧ ହୋଇଯାଏ, ଅଣ ନିଃଶ୍ୱାସୀ ହୋଇ ମୁଁ ଧରି ରଖ...

Do you remember what you answered when your teachers asked about your aim? Is that what you became that you answered that day? Can you think of what is your favorite to-do work, and do you continue doing this? Probably the answer is a big zero, you became someone your family wanted you to be. And you don't even have enough time to be yourself. No, I don't disagree with anyone's ancestral ambition but I strongly disagree with the process of making it happen. Stimulating someone to put up with your journey is unfair anyway. Financial support is odd but moral support is integral.   ... Home is a place where we can just be ourselves, and be most vulnerable to strip down to nothing even the ugliest of our imperfections. A place where no one judges us for what we are, and what we want to be.  But nothing is exact for two, even 6 is 9 for the opposite. Likewise for some of us, home is a depriving prison. where we can be anything but not ourselves, a place where we are constantly...

Credit: Google When do people ask what you are best at?  People generously answer their job. For example, advocates answer they are good at advocacy. Cooks are good at cooking and so on. But what a mother would answer? Though she is good at everything. Isn't it? Every mother is a masterpiece, God gifted us. For all these years, you have handled everything with patience, you turned a house into a home with your affection and compassion. It seems You did everything possibly perfect. With cooking in one hand and letting me finish my homework on the other, you did everything efficiently and effectively.  When I worried about darkness, you stood beside me and taught me to discover the hidden glow in that gloom. You always have been there for me. When I had to present my tasks and you sat tight for me with your drowsy eyes. we both slept late still I slept for 2 hours more but you didn't. How you can waive off things so easily? When the work-life pressure doesn't let ...

Credit: Pixabay You must be okay!  Haven't spoke in a while. I'm mising listening to your daily rants. I still come back home and sit at my cozy place ; stare the moon. I get up , go to work, return to home, everything seems seamless. I have started yoga, painting and resumed my blogging too. I know you never read any of my writings. i dont write anyone to read me; but once in a while i wanted you to read my words. you know its 18 today.still the midnight stroke of 19 Jan every year reminds me to forget this day. but i coouldn't have do it till now. do you remember the last year evening ! we were planning to meet. anyways leave. if you'll ever read then know i still remember you, every tiny love and hurts remind me of you. every time someone chooses any other over me; i feel the same hurt twice. Anytime someone talks about January my mind suddenly recalls the date 19 only. Its like new years, januaries, resolutions come and go. You also left like the shievri...

Credit: Unsplash Sometimes it feels down, even when the surroundings are quite usual. Having a favourite food doesn't make you excited about your favourite person's presence. Nothing seems promising like everything is falling apart. My heart often utters at midnight "Hell, I want to go far away from all this. I can't tolerate more." However, my feet are bound with the honour of family, what a wonderful bond it is! Each time, it continues for hours and days, and likewise, it becomes a manner to live with this suffocation. Sufferings remain unnoticed for years, and desires go disobeyed often. Yet I have to live. Wait wait, I want to ask, " For whom do I have to live? For myself or the family ?"  But I couldn't ask anyone because it's out of a generous child's space. by hook or crook, I have to be on the threshold of a good child. If I step out of this then only god knows what will happen next. It always feels like I am caged in my c...

Credit: Google This time my little prayers served, God gave me a cure and uttered "Death" and I stuttered "a yes"! Then my cracked heart was tired to beat, My breaths are suffocated to go on, My body is exhausted to carry out life, leaping in the rain or Burning in glares didn't work; I lost in the sky eventually and was saved! Please Don't ask god; where am I? You didn't ask when I was around, Now I am in a place of truth and reality, But it's desolate without some of you; Life doesn't seem the same, but I am resting in peace here! I am not lifeless yet, my body is just reciting  the truth of the universe there; I am still knocking in your heart And wandering in your mind, I may not  answer you back but I can listen to; fragile things caring you around will prevail me! The clingy annoying breeze will take away your sorrow, The drops of rain will wipe all your tears, The shooting star you stare at will fulfil all your wishes, The c...

Credit: Google Crimson baked dusk was crying loud; don't know whether for losing summer or cheering spring! The tears of the gigantic sky rinsed the scorched leaves, Flooded the thirsty earth, Drenched with abundant exhausted eyes, And Soaked the couples in romance! Meanwhile, I was in solace  and getting damped with my heart breaks;  You walked toward me; stood beside me, Together we got wet but took pleasure in the rain ourselves, My absent tone uttered "what" and Suddenly You snatched my hand; pulled me closer,  And whispered in my ears  " You are more elegant than this crescent moon!" Indeed, we never came together again but  I am still seeking you at every sight I meet, Your exhausted wept eyes, an intense voice,  and that million-dollar smile that hides an ocean of sorrow behind,  Is everything I can remember about you! Then I was empty to answer back,  But this time I want to whisper something in your ears, "Can I catch a glimps...