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What is the worst possible scenario you could think of while flying on a plane? Smoke in the cabin? Obscure windshield? Engine failure? Cabin depressurization? Imagine all of the mentioned scenario happening sequentially one after the other and yet the pilot manages to tackle all of it and make a touchdown. What a legendary landing would that be? This is a tale of how captain Eric Moody and first officer Roger Greaves landed the British Airways after being threatened by a number of obstacles.
This is the story of the rise and fall of a fictional town named Pronounsville. The people here are strange and unassuming and this story is about how their naivety cost them the only thing that set them apart from any other place on the planet. Real or imaginary.
I had started to count kindness on my fingers. If you were like me, you barely got enough of it to fill in one hand, but I took what I could; I still do. I had learnt to lick it in scraps, taking whatever I could and storing it in a jar made of hope and I took a bit more out of it than I should have every time I was told I wasn’t enough. Which was every day.
Many of us, students and young adults assume that success is the amount of money and the number of material things we possess, which makes us hustle for them. In this process of hustling for tomorrow’s success, do we forget about today’s happiness?
From arguing with them for giving us less marks in tests, to thanking them after a meritorious result in the boards, we all grew up
and so grew the respect for a sometimes-motherly-sometimes-fatherly-and-sometimes-friendly figure we all loved and hated at the same time
Here’s a quick question for you guys: what do you think I’d be more successful at? Being a stand-up comedian or a foot model? (if that is even a thing) Because clearly, engineering isn’t working out very well.
Silence is a feel-good way to spend some time when you are upset, but not until you start suppressing your agonies and hardships. This is when you become a stoic. You think a million times, overthink and rethink before you say something. And by the time it starts choking you, you’d regret not having expressed it earlier.
It’s the little things that bother you to an extent nothing else does. It’s the little feelings that are hard to decipher and hard to tame. It’s difficult to get people to understand you, sometimes it’s difficult to understand yourself. But writing them down can make your heart feel a little lighter.
Caption: What was supposed to be a fun day at a swimming pool transformed and shaped the way I perceive humankind. The phrase ‘this is for your own good’ never meant the same anymore and I’ve never trusted anyone who said these words because what they mean to say is ‘this is for my own good’, to feed my ego and fulfill my wicked objectives and I will achieve this by convincing you that ‘it is for your own good’. The smoldering flame of resentment and the volcanic eruption of fury that comes to others when one doesn’t put their head down, nod and obey changes the course of life for those who are the victims.