BEGINNINGS!

There are days when you feel like giving up, nothing works out, whatever you do goes in vain and at the end of the day you feel screw up and frustrated.
Days like these happen to everybody at some point of time. We fall; we make mistakes and learn from it.
But these days should not kill our hopes, determination and desires, in fact days like these should make us stronger, it helps to make our vision clear, and make us more determined than before.
Everybody goes through these times where you don’t know what is wrong with you, yet you feel low and all blear-eyed.  You feel as if nothing works out and not even your favorite food can make you happy. 

But, this is life. The genuine reality. You will feel low, tired, smeary, filled with ups and down.

And these will be the only days, which will assist us to believe that “shit happens” and things change with time. These days makes us believe that “Tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet, tomorrow is a day where hopes will again arise and say that you can do it”, and eventually YOU can do it.

These are “Beginnings.”
These are days where you can say that “I am over with that.”

P.S- This is what happens when I write blogs after 4 months, Well, I run short with words.

HAPPY READING!

HOLIDAYS! You need it.

So, after spending  3 months. That is from July 10^th to September 22^nd, in a new place, new circumferent, with new people and places, perks of being a “first year college student”, giving a class test half prepared and scoring a decent marks then, excited and  appall with the hostel fresher’s thrown by our seniors,  tolerating the indirect ragging ’ in the hostel, fighting over “rice’ every night in the mess and many madness with my dorm-mates and college friends, I got a vacation of 45 days, which all my school friends  reading in other colleges envy of.

23^rd September to 9^th November:-

I wanted to utilize this entire vacation so much that, my mom actually booked my train tickets on 9^th night so that I reach on 10^th morning and go to college in the same day (How hectic that will be).  Not eating “the hard rock tofu” in the hostel mess but gulp mouth watering dishes prepared by my mom dearest on the last day of my vacation.

45 DAYS LONG VACATION, I will do this, I will browse  that, try a new cuisine, do something dissimilar, read for the college Midterms seriously,  play with my sister, rag her as much as, try out some photography skills, read books, plan about my travelling, which dress to buy, which new brand to try,  talk endlessly with my dad on several things, gather knowledge from here and there, telling stories to my mom about everything, the hot guy I saw at Quest Mall on a Sunday evening while eating  “Dosa” with my Friend, about how much I miss home,  watching news, visiting my school as a proud Alumni, meeting school friends and so much more, I told myself  while packing up my bags in the hostel before coming home.

BUT,
the reality was something VERY DIFFERENT, very distinct to what I told myself while packing up my bags on 21^st September, 2014. Definitely, the above things happened, but this time, the way was contrary with before.

HOW?

Well, coming home from a place called hostel, was very different.
The PC that I missed for 2 months looked like a bliss, the bed in which I slept felt like a “king’s bed” and the food that I ate can’t be expressed. Everything was so different.  Or, I looked at everything differently after coming from hostel. Rourkela felt so much distinct with that of Kolkata. I had to not wait for 10 minutes to cross a road like I do while in the 7point crossing at Kolkata.
I had visited Kolkata several times before and now when I am a resident there, I am quite familiar with roads and the places. So I don’t face so much of problem while moving out, but the place where I had spent 10 years of my life looked new to me. Or may be, I looked at it differently. Rourkela!

The first few days went on by meeting old friends, hanging out here and there, refining good old memoires, talking about our new college life, friends, and the guy/girl we fell for during the first month of the college, and talking with a friend insight outskated over a locked gate was also a good vacation store.  Also the Puja week made me visit my Native place, where I was hooked with my phone and Laptop 24*7, because, I had basically nothing to do.  NOTHING  actually. Oh yes, visiting the Durga Puja pandals too.

Then came the, 10AM TO 10PM schedule doing absolutely nothing and surfing so much, that I actually finished my 1GB in just 8 days.  

Well, the first point here is, I did not study a single page of my course knowing the fact that I will have to give a Midterm after going back to college and that it was very essential as per our seniors. I decided to take it casually. And ended up just reading about “Marxism” and knowing his theories more.
Getting up at quarter to 10, doing the daily chores and hooked into the internet, became an integral part of this vacation. Potpourri of thought, over thing about the future, career and other issues daunted me as much as they can.
But then, just when my vacation were coming to an end, hardly any days left, I decided to surf more and more, know about things, going beyond my course studies, surfing something different from the earlier.
Sitting idle for the entire day was a big pain, but sometimes when you are idle and have so many things to do, but do nothing, the debate in your heart and mind begins, you think about stuffs you don’t want too, you look at pictures, you tried hard to delete but ended up putting in the recycle bin instead of deleting it permanently from your Laptop. “What to do next became a serious question on your mind”, fighting all the emotional battles become a herculean task and then getting over unpleasant thoughts gives a relief.

So, this vacation was something very different from the school vacations. The way of spending it was totally opposite if compared with school holidays. Thinking plays a major role and you get to know that you have actually become more matured then yesterday, you have grown up, you have become responsible of your own life and the excitement to do this and that is a halfway path to catch your dreams.

People say being idle is bad, it makes you lazy, chafes you, over thinking plays an active role while being idle, but sometimes being idle is the only way to know more about yourself, your life, career, issues that matter, setting u p the right  priority and discover things.

Take a vacation, where you can be idle. Believe me, sometimes it will work as wonders.

Come Back!

Dear Readers,

           

                   Hello! And a very big apologist for not updating my blog "Mon Voyage" since months. Let be my last post on the month of May, 2014. 

I have been having  a big heavy and busy schedule since months and was not able to write or may be I had so many topics in mind that i could not decide which one to post and which one should go to my draft bin. 

Let this be a mystery. 

So here I am, writing again and updating more and more. 

P.S - It feels great when my readers from here and there call, message and tell me that "Priyanka, we are waiting for your next blog." 

Believe me, this feeling is astounding. It makes me happier. 

Simple things does so. 

Thanks. 

Yours

Priyanka Dash. 

P.P.P.S- I have changed my blog name and now its called, MON VOYAGE. 

Updating the next blog soon. 

Who am I?

A normal human being, an elementary person who wishes to lead just a good life overcoming all the burdens of life. A classical dancer, a not-so-good-singer, a blogger, a writer, a traveler, writer, debater, a fighter, a winner, or a looser, or a failure, or a successor, a book-lover, or may be a struggler, a deep analyzer, or just a mere show piece.

Well, I often ask myself this particular question and I find a galore of answers hitting out at me. Some are quite pleasant able to write and mention while others, let’s say most of them scares and are quite dicey and chanceful.
I find myself exploring new answers each day. And each new answer gives me strength to fight all my worries, my weakness and make me analyze   my areas of interest more.
I doubt my capability of doing big things, but this “Who am I”, thing enables me to hope and trust that I am up for something more than an ordinary life.
Again it strikes, “I love photography”, is it? Am I a photographer? And getting a ‘punctual tag”, at School function makes me recognize” am I that punctual or this world is kidding with my play of emotions.
Suddenly while writing this piece, I ask that question again. And now I see myself filled with positivist, because writing helps me to get over all the bad and crummy things going around. Because, it’s my hobby, I love to do it or it’s again a fantasy?
A traveler, who begrudges to explore new places, a profound love for Politics, a person who can read a Political and Legal book at 2 am with a flashlight on or am I an aberrant girl? Sometimes, finding an answer for a particular question can lead to so many more questions jumbling over me. I end up rowing with a confused self. Or a person who does things that she actually loves without cheating from the otherwise.
Everyday, I ask, I fill myself with lots of negative and positive responds.
A normal go-to-go person, an extraordinary one, you line is different from others and you are very different from others, you are always meant for something big and great, replies my inner-self.
“I always wanted and still want to do something, but I don’t know what”. I have already found out my passion, my savor, then why I do I need to get a specific answer now. I find people bragging about their passion, their academic passion, and showing it of in social- media.
Many ask me, “what about you”? Let’s say EVERYONE.
I ask myself and reply with just a “don’t know”, because I believe a true passion and love should never be hashed out and revealed. It should be protective, possessive enough to be declared from the people-you don’t care about.

BECAUSE,

Here I am still to explore more, still to figure my growing areas of interest, my everyday increasing passions, hungry and thirsty to do something. Being the real me, I look forward for a wonderful and fantastic journey ahead.

This question can make a person drown and submerge into happiness and sadness. To me it makes me love me and my interest more, develop a new one every day and never to settle down holding a mere arithmetic 1.
I crave for more and more. To do something without blowing my own trumpet. To welcome a new answer every day. Fight my weakness and fear and learn from my mistakes.
That’s what I have did, done and still doing- LEARNING.

Heartbreak? Yes, move on.

Statistics have revealed that over 90% people in this world have suffered a heartbreak at one point or the other in their life. Here are some thoughts which might be helpful in helping you get over somebody.

1. Tell yourself you want to get over the person. The problem more often than not is that you simply don’t want to get over the person, the relationship, the good times, the bad times. Tell your heart to shut up, and tell your mind that you are ready to move on.

2. Trying to be friends with somebody you've been in a relationship with works for some people, but in most cases (especially if you have a weak heart), it is a better idea to cut all ties with your friend. No meeting, no talking, no checking out pictures on Facebook, no checking with friends to check out what’s happening with the person, no touch at all in short.

3. Let it all out. Talk to a friend, cry your heart out if you want, write some poetry/ a blog, just let this feeling out of your system. Yes, it hurts even more when you start talking about it, but if you don’t, then it will hurt you some more later.

4.You may feel that drinking or smoking or trying any other intoxicant is helping, but it’s actually not. It is only suppressing the pain further, making you more hateful from within.

5. Listening to romantic songs/ watching romantic movies / being near mushy things is a strict no no. Change the music, the movies, the sitcoms, all other things that make you want to fall in love some more.

6. Secretly keeping some pictures of the person in your phone/computer even after friends told you to delete them is not such a good idea. Please delete them. Now.(right after you’re done reading the rest)

7. Wondering how s/he was the one, or wondering how things were perfect between you two, or wondering you two were soul mates will not help. Simply speaking, if s/he was the one, and you two were soul mates , then the relationship wouldn't have broken up in the first place. It would have just carried on, wouldn't it? You both are supposed to be at different places in life and with different people moving further.

8.Saying you will not fall in love ever again is a natural consequence of a break up. But then, love happens, you can’t help it, it happens by itself. So don’t feel like you’ll never fall in love again, or don’t tell yourself that you will never find somebody to love you again. Everything can happen.

9. Finding a new person to love right after a breakup is not the best thing to do. More often than not, what you have with this new person is not love, but the feeling of filling up of empty space that has been created because of your recent breakup. You will want to love this person because it helps you forget the old person, a fact which is true, but can backfire quickly. Love somebody moving ahead, but love somebody for the right reasons, because you like them, or you feel they make you feel special, or because you both have a common goal in life, or because the person is just too lovely not to not love.

10. Meditate. Sounds weird, eh? Love leaves some very strong impressions on life. Ones that are very difficult to get rid of. Meditation, in its original form, or doing anything in life that simply makes you forget everything else about the world and helps you concentrate on that one thing that you are doing is a great form of helping shift your mind from what has happened to something constructive, something creative, and something that helps you calm your mind. Pick up a hobby, get busy in a group which does some work, make new friends, travel, or just do anything that makes you busy on a constant level. You’d have been so busy loving the person before, that the most important thing killing you right now is the loneliness that surrounds you. But it is you who needs to do something about this feeling, by getting busy yourself

 Will this help you to get over the person instantly? No. If falling in love and being in love was a long process, then getting over it is also naturally a long process. But crying and wailing about what happened is definitely not going to make things better. You need to do something to make things better. And by trying to do them, things will definitely get better.

And if you are still wondering why all this happened to you, then just remember that Love always comes with a price tag, and anybody who falls in love needs to pay the price for it one way or the other. Does that mean you stop being in love? No, not at all. Love is a beautiful feeling, be in love, by all mean be in love But learn to accept the entire package and not just the goodness of love.

P.P.S- Even though you want, you cant really forget. 

Happy reading. :) 

2013 Panorama.

Without reflection, we stagnate. 

As the year draws to a close, I find myself reminiscing about the end of 2013 and the end of a year which brought with it lots of new experiences, full of thrill, punctuated with the much needed learning lessons

For me, the year feels like it has gone by quickly. I know that in reality one year is the same as the next in terms of the actual passage of time, but it is a truism that our perception of how much and how quickly time has passed, changes with our circumstances and with our sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

When I look back on the year that was, it gives me a sense of astounding belief. Every peak and valley witnessed together weaves a pattern which makes complete sense to me now, if not then. If anything would have turned out differently, I would’ve missed a point. Or rather, not learnt a lesson at the right time.

The one lesson from 2013 which I’m taking with me for life is, to be my own sunshine. People change. Hearts find alteration. Promises are broken. We go places. And in the midst of all this if there’s one thing that remains constant, it’s our soul. Through everything I witnessed, the sun lay like a friendly arm across my shoulder. I learned to depend on myself. I learned to be comfortable with myself and most of all I learned to like my own company.  I loved to be alone, enjoyed the smell of books, and it’s not the end. There is still a lot more to see and there’s way more scope for improvement.

I have learned that, books can be your best-friend. When everyone leaves you, they stay, looking at you. Giving you another chance to get everything.  Standing for you and bringing all the happiness I always wished for.

I loved going here and there, enjoying every British council classes. Meeting new people. Sharing experience. Teaching myself, that YOU are whet you believe and think.

END OF THE SCHOOL-LIFE.

With 2013, my school life comes to an end. 14 years of learning, struggling. Seeing my ups and downs. Failing and succeeding. Enjoying, getting to know people and their mentality, their thinking, their behavior, fighting, losing, and winning.14years of school education has taught so many things, so many memories. I know, this particular life will never come back, the only that will remain is the wane memories. I will miss this life, I will miss wearing school uniform, school shoes, putting up a school bag and go like a child. I miss each and every bit of it.

D.P.S Rourkela.

I will complete my two crucial and magnificent years in D.P.S Rourkela.  Class 11 and 12 in D.P.S changed me in the way; I had never imagined my life “THIS WAY”, What it is today. I had never thought of seeing myself in this way, which I see today.

Though I have spent just 2 mini years in this school (D.P.S Rourkela), I feel like I have been there for the last 14 years. I feel like, this was that place I needed to come.

I had spent 11 long years in Carmel school, Rourkela, from K.G-2 to class-10. But, I will miss D.P.S more than Carmel, I saw my life changing in a positive way after coming here, teachers loved me, they be lived in me, they saw the potential. They saw me as a good human being. They believed in my dreams. They scolded me, when I wrong. Taught me the difference between, right and wrong. Encouraged me.
Life long, I will miss these particular teachers; Sasmita ma’am, Soudamini ma’am, Mamta ma’am, Jitendra sir, Soumendra sir, and Rita ma’am. No matter, how many gurus I come across, these personas can never replace others in my life.
P.S- If you are reading this, than you Jitendra sir, for teaching me Maths. The subject which I hated the most,
Thank you D.k Balkrishnan, for making me understand that subject. You are really a nice person and a true friend.

Over all. On a short note, 2013 was a learning year and I will firmly and categorically take this particular year as a “developing one”, in the coming years.

2013; you were nice. A little harsh at times!
You gave me friends in place of person, I am not  going to  forget. You gave me “things” to hold on to! You gave me thoughts to pen down with permanent INK! You got me places I've never been to! You were awesome! You gave me a million reasons to look forward! You taught me to, "let it be". You taught me to be a listener! You taught me to be good to people, and to hit people with evil minds. You taught me to be there! You taught me realities! You taught me that people will break your trust and promises. You taught me EVERYTHING HAS A RIGHT TIME.

And yeah, do me a favor! Ask 2o'14 to take it easy on me.

Thank you E-Blogger, for giving me the platform, I had always intended for.

Difference.

Let's enjoy it.

People aren't good or bad, they are just different. Different from the way you are, different from the way you perceive life, different from the way you've been brought up, different from the realities of your life. What people do is defined by who they are. What is wrong for you maybe right for them, what is good as per you, maybe wrong for them. Neither are they wrong, nor are you right, its just a different perspective, and about seeing the same situation in a different light. Different people, different lives, different mannerisms, different perspectives, different priorities, different them, different you. Lets just try to accept and live with the differences.


va revenir.