There was a phase in my life when i kept telling everyone, “this isn’t me.”

Nothing seemed right. I was answering back, would burst out suddenly and nothing I did seemed to please any one. People around me were angry and disappointed. I felt more irritated and kept telling God “make things better.”

“Why are you doing this? I don’t want to change. Where is that charming, patient and understanding girl gone?”

This is what most of us find ourselves in. However we later realise how strong we come out, once all this is over. We learn to control ourselves in what is called the most difficult situations.

What one should never forget is, life is an experience. Once we learn to remember this, the world will be a much much easier to live in.

I know it’s easier said then done. But give it a try, at least the thought is worth one little try.

I often think how would my life be if i didn’t have one arm or even both, or legs or had some thing very weird to my appearance. Believe me if you think of it, the thought is horrifying.

Every time i see some one who has some short coming… I feel immensely blessed. Not just that, when i see an old man or a very young child struggling to make a living, I’m filled with gratitude towards my parents. I thank them for giving us all the peace and love.

It might sound too religious but that’s exactly what I feel. It’s not that I don’t fight or get upset with my parents or I don’t enjoy my life, but I never forget how privileged I am.