Strokes Of Pen

Everyone says that teenage is wonderful. Is it? I doubt so because, according to me, it is a confusing age. You are confused in selecting everything, be it your clothes or shoes, be it your career or vacation destination, and be it your friends or your love. We tend to get distracted easily, except studies everything in this world becomes so interesting to acknowledge about.  We are at such a stage that we get flattered easily, swayed easily by false compliments, promises and fake people around. Result being: we tend to make and commit mistakes, some of being forgettable and non-punishable but some not. But, still we get to learn something from it, even if it means realizing it later and been pointed out by someone who is much more mature to us.  Why is it so that at this point, we find outing with friends and watching movies important only for us? When I look at my elder brother, who is much more mature, through his eyes I rea...

[ this just came randomly, into my mind.... please ignore mistakes in it... as i just jort it down as it came to me.. happy reading!] At the age of 19 or 20, we all are here, struggling to make our life. To take steps for betterment of our future, to competitive with world, to prove we are the best. Every one is rushing through, dying to complete their studies, do a good job with minimum salary of rs. 50,000 and then settle down (as put in by elders). Barely, had we open our eyes and let our mind work on its will, we were introduced to harsh facts of life. We were constantly nagged by our parents, teachers to do this or to do that; otherwise, you won’t be able to make your identity. But had we ever realized that what actually we want and what we are doing? I mean, I am sure, many among us out there would be pursuing their dreams, yet the basic question remains the same- was this we wanted to do? In all this race and running for fame and money, have we ever stopped for...