20 Nov 2017

#318 WOW Post-9

19 Nov 2017

#317 Top Indivine post

A mail like this in the morning makes my day..

A badge for which I craved ! :D

It feels immensely great when my post has been appreciated in one of the leading blogging platforms. This has always been in my wish-list to get the badge of top post in Indiblogger. This makes my day. 

Thanks to the team of Indiblogger for the honor.

Read my post winning the Top post badge here-

This is how it looks like to be on the first page of Indiblogger:


18 Nov 2017

#316 A peep through my window

A peep through my window
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Observation is a unique way of looking at God’s creations.  The things appear with their innate beauty and charm when we try to observe them silently for some time. The beauty or charm that those things confide in them, start to inspire the observer, that were once obsolete to him.

In my room, I’ve put my study table close to the window. The time I open the windows in the morning, I find two benches kept in front of my eyes. There comes a guava tree in proximity with those benches providing a shade to those who sit on these benches during the days of summer. Yes, you have guessed it right. It’s a small park that my act of peeping through the window of my room leads me to. Not many people come here; it seems to be an abandoned one, surrounded by boundaries of the houses. I imagined the scene when the park would have got filled with people of different age group; number of toddlers with their parents, old age people who have come with their friends for appreciating the beauty of the nature, couples sharing love with each other. In the evening, the park would have got a great venue for hangout for teens when they had found the stalls of different vendors selling mouth watering delicacies; snacks near the park.

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I’ve spent almost 2 years watching this abandoned park through my window. Sometimes, there’s a rustling sound which is produced by the movement of people over the leaves that have left their origins. I become anxious to watch those fellows who actually remember this place. Days after days when I sit near my window to watch all those before my eyes with different emotions of mine inside my heart, I can conclude that this park has proved to be a faithful companion for me; staying the same in all seasons as if it has beautifully proclaimed, “For men may come and men may go but I go on forever” [Lines from the poem Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson]

A queue of small red coloured ants carrying things heavier than their weights distract me from my series of thoughts and remind me of a famous saying, “The harder you work, the luckier you get.” I could sense the commencement of evening and without any delay, I started to pull the windows back so as to prevent the uninvited scourge of mosquitoes to enter my room.   

I also realised how important it is to peep through the windows of our hearts; an act of observing inner feelings without any sense of judgement. Yes, there’s always a need of self introspection, I believe. It acts as a remainder; a guidance to what should actually be done in one’s life. The process of peeping through the window of our mind and soul is little bit different from that of the peeping through a physical window of my room as former requires a meditative perspective and most of the time, it is a challenge to concentrate on our inner thought amidst so much noise.

The act of peeping through the window takes me to my memory lane where a similar incident from the past gets revived and I feel very grateful to those inanimate things doing wonders. Never had I known the power of observation until I started to peep through my window!


Look Outside Your Window. WOW.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’ 


Edit:

I received the top post badge in Indiblogger for this post.. :D 


©Swati Sarangi

18.11.2017

16 Nov 2017

#315 October Issue of The Quiet Letter

#314 WOW Post-8

10 Nov 2017

#313 Stop not when you're tired

Stop not when you’re tired


Ruk jaana nahin tu kabhi haar k
Kaanton pe chalke milenge saaye bahar ke
O! Raahi ..O! Raahi..

 Don’t stop by assuming yourself as being defeated
On walking over the thorns, you’ll get to face moments of happiness
Oh! Traveller ..Oh! Traveller...

One of the songs that effortlessly flashed in my mind at a lightning speed the moment I saw the topic is the above one. I am not only energised by its powerful melody but also enchanted by the melody of the song.  The song has been a part of the movie Imtihaan written by Majrooh Sultanpuri and music direction of it was done by Laxmikaant Pyarelaal. Who can ever miss the most melodious voice of the era, of Kishore Kumar?

Let me share the tale of my recently found love for the app, Smule, in brief.  I came across this app containing karaoke of various songs few months ago. I enjoyed recording songs in it to the core and the features it contains, adds flavours to the voice being recorded.  Not only has it improved my knowledge in lyrics of different songs but also helped me to collaborate with brilliant singers across the globe; something that I always wanted to do! I recorded this song on the day of Teacher’s day, 5th September as a tribute to all those teachers who motivated me to never give up in the struggle of life and continue to move forward with all might.

So, presenting the recording of the song through app, Smule, in my voice with a talented co-singer before you all. I hope that you’ll enjoy listening to it.

This song has been described among the motivational songs of Bollywood. So, how can I ever miss it in my playlist and learning it was a completely delightful act. Each word of the song has a deep meaning.  We are like travellers, traversing through various frames of time and space. We face many challenges during our journey which either make us or break us. The impact of the challenges that we come across during the journey is solely based on the choices we make in labelling them.

It’ll be unfair if I don’t translate the entire song which serves as a powerful dosage of motivation. Here it goes:

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Sooraj dekh ruk gaya hai ,Tere aage jhook  gaya hai
Jab kabhi aise koi mastaana
Nikle hai apni dhun mein diwaana
Shaam suhaani ban jaate hain, din intezaar ka
O Raahi ... O Raahi..

See, how sun has stopped as if to bow down before you
Whenever someone determined, sets out on his path
Evenings appear even more fascinating even through waiting for the next day
Oh! Traveller... Oh! Traveller.......

Saathi na kaarwaan hai, yeh teraa imtihaan hai
Yoon hi chala chal dil ke sahaare
Karti hai manzil tujhko ishaare
Dekh kahin koi rok na le tujhko pukaar ke
O Raahi... O Raahi...

Oh! Friend ,this is not caravan but your exam
Keep going with the hope in your heart
Your destiny is calling you
Be cautious lest you should not be stopped by anyone.

Nain aansoon jo liye hain , yeh raahon ke diye hain
Logon ko unka sab kuchh deke
Tu to chala tha, sapne hi leke
Koi nahin to tere apne hain sapne ye pyaar ke
O Raahi... O Raahi..  

The tears that your eyes hold are like lamps, enlightening your path
After returning everything of others
You set out on your mission with the dreams of yours  
Even though no one is with you yet your dreams accompany you
Oh! Traveller ... Oh! Traveller.....

So, stop not when you’re tired, stop when you are done- Anonymous



 ‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’ 

©Swati Sarangi
10.11.2017

#312 WOW Post-7

3 Nov 2017

#311 The Timer

The Timer
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I’ve a set of thirty minutes to write this post. When I convert this duration into seconds, then I’ve an entire set of 1800 seconds. The moment I finished this conversion of minutes into seconds, my mind gave me an indication of having surplus of time because of the figure along with the hint of the rate of passage of these seconds. I’m now more focused on what to write as I feel that I won’t be left with much time to redraft or correct anything. So, my level of consciousness with each thought and the way that can be expressed through words rises.

With this thought of timer, I wonder how our lives are no different from the stage whose plays are well timed and yes, we are the actors. The director has designed everything perfectly and the allotted time can never be distorted or changed. Like each particle of sand falling down to the lower chamber of an hour glass, each second of our lives passes by and most of the times we are unconscious about it. We tend to think that we have much more time to accomplish tasks which we think we can, until certain deadlines approach and intimidate us. Without the knowledge of certain time frame or deadlines, it becomes difficult to focus or use our potential to its maximum.

I wonder how efficient our lives will turn out to be when we set the timer for each task we want to accomplish. The timer has to be set inside the mind for obvious reasons. This will enable one to completely drive out the background thoughts and focus more intensely in meeting the deadlines. This is what I’ve realised over this on-going session of thirty minutes. One more important aspect which is associated with the concept of having limited time is that our thoughts get more streamlines. We tend to limit all sorts of background thoughts which are irrelevant in completing the task so that the probability of achieving it becomes high. The background no longer disturbs us when we indulge ourselves completely in a task. I have luckily experienced this state during my school days and my stay at home. As I stepped out of my home to embrace the life at hostel, I felt a hell lot amount of distractions.

Our mind is constantly in motion. It produces zillions of thoughts each second which is difficult to be deciphered. It keeps on creating or recreating circumstances which are mostly imaginary. An idle mind is devils workshop, this is something we have been hearing since ages but a wandering mind is equally unproductive. Setting a timer or constraining time limit to perform a task will always act as a filter for irrelevant thoughts leading to the state of distraction from the main stream. It will not only help us achieve our goals but also let us discover our potential without thinking much. Planning is always an important thing but too much time spent on planning does not result in fruitful implementation.  

Mind, Oh! My mind,
Why do you wander so much?
Whenever I try to control you
You produce even more thoughts than before
Is there a simple rule to conquer you?
I have tried to search for many clues
But got none as a result.

I would like to conclude this post with this line, “The one who has conquered his mind can conquer the world.”

P.S: I enjoyed writing this post and it is a one-time drafted post. Each word of this post has been written by setting a timer of thirty minutes and adhering strictly to it. Thanks to my typing speed because of which it has been possible for me to complete it within the prescribed limit.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’ 
WOW - 30 minutes timer to just write!
 ©Swati Sarangi
03.11.2017


Edit: I got the WOW Badge for this post.. Happy me! :D

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30 Oct 2017

#310 A tale of heart prints

A tale of heart prints

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There was a soft knock at my door at 2a.m. At first, I ignored it but when the sound of knocking persisted, I had to gather my courage to go to the door to open it. With trembling legs and hands, I pushed myself to get out of the bed to reach the door. To my surprise, when I opened it, I found a pale blue coloured envelope with heart prints of dark pink colour all over it. I started looking out for the one who had left that envelope there for few minutes before picking that up.

My heart pulsated faster as I tried to open the letter by thinking about the possibilities of sender. Who could possibly write a letter and send it to me at this unearthly hour? I let my mind to exercise a bit for finding the answers but it turned out to be clueless by scanning the history of episodes of my life stored inside it. When I opened it, I found a piece of paper with heart prints of pink colour as watermark and many printed words on it. My eyes quickly glanced for the name of the sender but unfortunately it had still not come fully out of the state of slumber. So, I decided to waken up my eyes by splashing cold water over my face and also to ease out my nervousness.

The letter started with the title ‘Congratulations’ in bold letters. I got impressed by the style of presentation. I liked the font size, the colour of the text was blue as well as the style of the letter which was chosen to be monotype corsiva. The style of letter was my preferred style. I wondered who could know me so well.   It read as, “You may be wondering how I know you but you will be surprised even more when you finish reading this letter. Well, I can’t reveal myself now but eventually you will come to know about me. (let that be a mystery right now)

The purpose of writing this letter for you is to encourage you to be the best form of yourself. I have known you quite well and I’ve felt a change in your behaviour towards yourself. Unfortunately, that change has been little bit unfavourable. How can someone who is so gifted, often forgets about those gifts residing within himself!”
I felt as if someone had heard my unsaid agonies and anxieties.

I continued reading from where I left it, “Don’t forget that it was in your 6th year of life, in 1st standard to be precise, when you left the crowd flabbergasted with your melodious performance. Appearing in the stage before a huge crowd for the first time did not intimidate you. By the time you progressed in your life, you learned to excel in many co-curricular activities like singing, painting, writing, quizzing along with academics. Your love for Maths grew fonder day by day and your untiring efforts made you win many Olympiads at school. You have always tried to give your best. Many times, life did not turn out to be fair to you but never forget the lessons it gave you, those umpteen gifts for your efforts!”

I started to feel nostalgic as there was discussion on my childhood days. After wiping the tears from my eyes which blurred my vision, I resumed the process of reading.

“ Let me remind you that whenever you pass through a difficult phase in your life, just remember that it too shall pass like any other moments of your life. The countless rejections are indications of something better and why not the best! It’s better late than never. Success is actually a journey not simply the destination, you’ll soon realise it.

  Well, it’s year 2017 and let me remind you about your achievements. Your passion has very well been acknowledged. Presenting it in numbers so as to give you an exact idea, including the publishing of pieces of your writing and the contests you won, it is 27 for this year which is something commendable. You believe it or not; I must say that you are different and no words of other’s judgement should affect your creativity.”

I wondered if it was written by my father but from the design of the envelope and writing, I became sure that it was not by him.

It read further, “It’s the time to reveal myself. You might already have started the search for me in your mind but let me surprise you once again by introducing me.

I’m the one whom you always
 Wanted to be a friend in existence
 Oh! Yes, I’m the one with whom
 You share each word of yours as the day ends

I’m the one who kept your every secret very closely
I’m no one else but your dear Diary.
You’ll find such letters of encouragement
Whenever you need one
 May be at another unearthly hour
 Oblivious to the sleeping world.

Untill next time , keep living your life the way it has been designed and destined

With much love
Signing off!”

My eyes opened when my head started to hurt. I called for my mom. I realised that I’ve fallen from my bed and hurt my head. I looked at the clock hung in front of wall which gestured for me to take the medicines. That’s when I could figure out that the effect of medicines of previous day was very intense!

#writebravely #writetribeproblogger
Post #9

I am taking part in The Write Tribe Problogger October 2017 Blogging Challenge  (Hyperlink this to: http://writetribe.com). 

©Swati Sarangi
23.10.2017





27 Oct 2017

#309 The Bibliograph