Priyanka's Blog World

I love my life... You must have thought I am very happy with my life that's why I am saying this. But this is not true, I have many problems in my life just like any other human being but still I love my life. I love the complications in it, the problems and finding solutions to them. It is just like a big adventure. As everything is so unexpected one day something you see as right the very next day becomes wrong. After all we can not feel any happiness until we have faced sadness in life. All I want to say is no matter what is happening in your life. No matter how hard it is. No matter how many times we fail. Don't give up! Why I am writing this? Everyday when in news, around us I keep listening about how many people commit suicides due to stress and struggles in their life. It felt heart breaking. Whatever happen don't take this step. Who knows after death it will be worse! If today is bad, frustrating and stressful, do not worry as a new tomorrow is wa...

The difference is a term which has so much in it, believe it or not there would have so many moments in your life when you have seen people describe it in different ways with the terms like nation, caste, and economy, color, low and high. The term 'Difference' is always hurting for others when it comes this way. But who are these people. A very good friend of mine once told me a story of frogs, in the story, "In a garden there were always so many noises of frogs that it made the owner very uncomfortable, but when he went out to look for them, he hardly finds three or four frogs. Actually, when the frogs speak together, it sounds like there are so many frogs in the garden. But the truth is there were only a few frogs in there." Similarly, in our society, only a few frogs make these differences. But before judging others you need to look inside yourself, are you one of them, judging others from their caste, country, economy or color. If so, then you n...

मैं हू बेटी इस भारत की, पर है मुझको कोई गर्वे नही. इंसानो को रहने वाले यहा, है आती कोई शर्म नही. जब भी मैं घर से निकली , लोगो ने घूरा और लूटा. जिसने भी प्यार से पूछकरा, मन मे होता कुछ और था. हर बेटी के घर मे भी यहा, रहना वाला दुषासन है. कभी तोड़ दिया कभी छोड़ दिया, हर कोई यहा पे दुश्मन है. जो किया विरोध तो मार दिया, कभी जला दिया कभी राख किया. कोई अपना दिखता ही नही, सब मे हैवान ही दिखता है. फिर भी दुनिया ये क्यो आख़िर, मुझपे ही आरोप लगती है. कभी इस तरफ कभी उस तरफ, हर तरफ से ताने सुनती है. कहती है क्यो पहने कपड़े ऐसे, क्यो तू बाहर जाती है. पर अये भारत अब हर लड़की , तुझ पे ये सवाल उठती है. क्यो हर मा बेटी को ही , बेटे को क्यो ना समझती है. क्यो बेटी ही सहती है सब, क्यो वो ही छुपती जाती है. मैं हू बेटी इस भारत की, पर है मुझको कोई गर्वे नही. इंसानो को रहने वाले यहा, है आती कोई शर्म नही.