Feelings

Book Review: A Second Chance With Love In Corona by Abhinav Kashyap

A sweet love story of Kabir and Kia, this novella by Abhinav Kashyap gives an essence of how a married couple, living under the same roof and distant with time, come close and transform their relationship during the pandemic.

Pandemic brought tough times, especially the lockdown. When the news of lockdown broke suddenly, people went helter-skelter. There was a state of commotion. Everybody thought initially they would be shattered, their jobs and so many other things which become the livelihood and life support for families were at stake. A second chance with love in Corona sums up these feelings precisely through protagonists, Kabir and Kia and how they make the best of this time.

The story is about the duo who hardly could spend their sweet time together, since right after their honeymoon, due to the busy work schedule of husband. They now had all the time for themselves, thanks to the lockdown. During this period, they rediscover themselves and keep aside the adversity to rekindle the spark in their married life. It’s worth a read.

The book is a light hearted, bed time kind of an emotional read. Written somewhat in an informal and casual language, this 13 page book is a ‘take a break’ sort of writing. The climax of the book ends on a positive and a happy note conveying the underlying message, life does give a second chance, only if you know how to turn an adversity into an opportunity.

I congratulate the author, Abhinav Khashyap on his first book and hope there are many more to come. Best wishes!

Let me know in comments if you liked the book review. 

Pages: 13

Availability: Kindle

Buy: A Second Chance With Love In Corona https://www.amazon.in/dp/B08GZRT5B4/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_GYhyFbYJG7QNV

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Sunsets That Made Me Sway

Sunset brings with itself melting emotions of bygone days;

Golden days that make you sway to an unheard tune;

Tunes those were once the songs we hummed;

With our fingers intertwined only to watch it give way to night;

Those sunsets were different than the sunsets of today;

Sunset was an emotion then, it is just another evening today;

Each sunset was then captured in the eyes and saved in our souls;

Today I capture it with my camera to praise it as nature’s galore;

Sunset is an emotion, I remind myself again;

Lost in its beauty, I go down the memory lane.

Death is Never an Option

Losing someone close to you is painful, however what’s more painful is not being able to comprehend the pain a person must have been going through when he was alive. The entire nation is mourning over Sushant Singh Rajput’s unfortunate and unnatural death. People are also emphasising on mental health and with open arms welcoming people to pour their heart unto them. Then the same majority is busy trolling the Bollywood bigwigs on promoting Nepotism. I fail to understand why people are so judgemental all the time. Not a single being on this earth is a pure soul. People who leave no stone unturned in pinpointing others are full of profanity. They are the real troublemakers.

I am extremely heartbroken with Sushant’s death because it reminds me of losing someone dear under somewhat similar circumstances. Having said that I am absolutely not in favour of blaming anyone and putting them down because then there’s no difference between something that may have worried the passed away actor and our actions. Everyone has their own fate. Life’s full of struggle and you got to face the challenges and be strong enough. Someone has rightly said, “Tough times never last, tough people do.”

Our society is full of hypocrites. They are best at humiliating someone by their own damn statements. Targeting someone in particular can lead a person in the same situation as other. Stop bullying! Which industry doesn’t promote nepotism? I have worked with big media houses all my life and I hated this industry only because of the nepotistic approach, biases and ruthlessness. Although I have always and throughout loved my work, not the double standard people I’ve worked with. Giving up is never a solution, fighting and overcoming every bit of a challenge is.

Not sure what mental state of a person forces him or her to take this extreme step of suicide. I’m sure it’s just in the spur of a moment. I neither promote this act nor do I hold respect for people who take this dire step only because it’s not the person who dies, it’s also the family and friends whom he takes along. Some crucial part of his or her loved ones always go with the person who departs from this world.

Everyone makes way through hardships on his own. Some get the support from “godfathers” and some may not reach to that height because they had none, and it’s absolutely frustrating but fine. Live with it! Either learn to bend or learn to accept and move on. There’s no way one can break you until you do.

Who doesn’t have problems? Who doesn’t face difficulties? Who doesn’t face sarcasm and bully? Who doesn’t have to fight hard with the system and wrong practices to make space for themselves? Everyone has to and so have I. Plenty of times!

I feel proud to have stood strong and faced the problems all alone. I never stood silent, always fought for what was wrong. Yes, the outcome was either I was pushed to extremes or I moved on. In both the situations I was always content that at least I spoke and fought for my rights or for the rights of other people. This is no great act, it’s normal. Why am I sharing this is so that more and more people can speak up against bullies.

I had a boss who misused his power in order to control people. He treated people like bonded labours, shouted at them in a way that even your parents would not have yelled at you that way. You would feel ashamed of working in such an environment, coming from a decent family and professional atmosphere. Some managers make people work with respect and some with fear, he used the latter. He would make everyone work 16 hours and inhumanly call you the 20th hour for more work and then even shout at people, insult them for hardly any fault without appreciating their efforts even for once. I was stunned. Why? Because I had seen people tremble while talking to him, they fumbled because of the fear to be shouted and insulted more. Moreover, in my entire career of almost fifteen years I had never come across a manager like that.

I had worked in professionally sound places and having a sound work culture. Even in my family had I not seen anyone raising their voice on any individual. This was terrible, shocking and inhuman. I flagged some of the issues, knowing nothing would happen because I was trying to raise concerns relating the top guy who can use/ misuse his power. Sure, nothing happened as expected but there’s always a sense of satisfaction to give him back as he would think twice before ill-treating others.

Speak up! Bring to light such bullies and idiots who think high of themselves. If you do not speak up neither would you be at peace nor would this professional manhandling stop. Fight it out and don’t give up. Be it any industry, you’ll always find such people. Bring them to limelight so that their acts are known to the world. Do not leave it on people to speculate. Dying is not a solution! You can save so many lives by guiding them from taking one wrong step. Remember, God is your saviour and He always has a bigger plan for you so don’t be afraid and don’t give up on life. All God wants is to see you fight through.

If you have faced something similar please share in comments and leave your thoughts.

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Season of Love


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As January is all set to bid adieu giving way to February, there’s more ‘Love’ evident everywhere. Love is not just in the air, but can be seen in every nook and corner of the markets and multiplexes-showrooms, card and gift galleries, restaurants displaying Valentine’s Day posters and placards. The hype is also apparently because of the online media.

Seasons come and go, however, the season of love remains forever. And, it is a good way to express your feelings in full zeal and vigor on a day specified for it. This gives us an opportunity to wait for one entire year to showcase the lovey dovey side of us; on the special day of love, in a special way to that special someone. However, there comes a time when love is not about that one glimpse or a smile or a heart melting feeling.

The perspective changes as one evolves and grows into a mature person. Goose bumps and butterflies vanish into thin air as one understands the deeper meaning of love, which is attained through simple acts of caring for those who are in need of your love and attention. Making them feel special is a feeling that gives utmost happiness and satisfaction as compared to love that’s superficially superfluous.

Today, when I sit and give it a thought, I realize how the feelings within me have transformed severely from a love that was self-centered to a selfless one. Hence, for me, Valentine’s Day is a day to show I care. And, this caring is not only for a special someone, but all those who touch my life in some way or the other. Starting from my parents who fought all odds to give me a good upbringing to my beloved partner who is there through my thick and thin, there’s more to it. I feel love for all humans who nurture noble thoughts, children-for they are the most innocent souls on this earth and, animals who play a major role in keeping me humane.

It’s a strong statement when I say that love is losing its charm. I say this perhaps because the stories of heartbreaks, betrayal, back stabbing are commonly heard nowadays. I believe, “It’s easier to break a relationship, but takes a lifetime to make one.” On this note, I would love to share a composition written by me and dedicated to all those who are in love, irrespective of what your definition of love might be:

Be with those you love, walk by their side;
When you say you love someone,
Don’t keep them in disguise.

When they falter, hold their hand;
Don’t leave them or ignore them;
If they are in a moment; bad.

They might act vulnerable at times,
Or showcase their worst side,
Believe, they are still the same you liked;
Don’t judge them in their difficult times.

None can be smiling all the time;
If you accept their goods,
Accept their weaknesses underlying.

Love demands an understanding divine;
It’s a fixture that strongly unites.

Let not the feelings of hatred seep in,
Because, it’s easier to lose, but hard to find.

It Really Doesn’t Matter

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When the skies are gray and times are hard, it really doesn’t matter;
When the days are rough and the nights are dark, it really doesn’t matter.

It really doesn’t matter, when friends turn foes and peers indifferent,
Or the pockets that were once full are now empty; incompetent.

It doesn’t really matter when nights are longer than days,
And, familiar faces pass by without a noticeable gaze.

It matters little not to find like-minded people when you are confident,
And, hardly does it matter to hold on to the ones who know not how to bend.

These things don’t matter as they come and go,
The more you value yourself, the more they value you.

What matters are the simple joys that make you smile,
A warm touch that can comfort you and make living worthwhile.

It matters a lot to have the blessings that take you high;
It really matters to lay on the lap that never gets tired.

To live life with head held high is what matters a lot,
And, a hard earned penny makes all your efforts sublime.

It really does matter holding onto people who really love and care,
Without whom all your endeavors are in vain and despair.

Keep safe the memories of childhood days,
It means a lot as you don’t get them back anyways.

Above all what matters is a positive outlook towards life,
Be a lone crusader, a fighter who knows how to survive.

Because, in the end, it’s not anyone or anything else that matters–Really!
What matters is YOU–a reason for someone’s glaring smile.