IBS Part III- And I grew up

We all think at some point that its too late. But my friends, its never too late for anything, especially learning from our own past to live a better present and enjoy a wonderful future !!!

Growing up isn’t as easy as it seems to be. Especially when you’re eighteen and have shifted your school once. Your only friends become your “old friend “ and its hard to keep up with the happenings in their lives, when you’re barely familiar with what’s going around you in your new environment.

So after a year I met my “old friends” and we were catching up on stuff when suddenly there was too much use of the phrase – moved on.

Now since when did we start using that word for friends? Well, since now!

After a year and a half the use of the phrase spread to most of my “old friends” and I still did not understand what they were talking about ! Thats because even a year and a half of staying in a new place, i didn't "move on" ! 

I didn't realized it until this evening when I was going through pictures from the past two years (the years when I shifted) and realize how insignificant in number they were  in front of the pictures  two years before my shift.

Why didn’t I get along with people well after my shift? Why were there so many fights?

The big question why was I so agitated?

And BAM! That’s what "moving on" meant!

It meant waking up and accepting your new environment the way it is, starting fresh, from scratch and still caring for the people who’ve been a vital part of your life.

Now that I am back home, I’ve realized that I forced myself not to move on. I was too scared to do that, I was afraid of losing my “old friends” and in turn I never really paid attention to the new friends I had, to the new life I had.

 I’ve learnt a lesson- to trust my old relationships and move on to form new strong ones!

Ø  Its never really late to learn anything, be it driving or learning a lesson!

Its all in your head and only you can make it SIMPLE !

IBS Part II- Theres a good in every bad

Hello everyone !!!

My next blog is about how simple it is to tackle difficult situations. I am gonna start with a story and gradually come to the point, stay with me, you’ll enjoy it !!!

The past 2 months have been a real struggle for me. I had to decide my career- architecture or design? I talked to architects and they suggested design colleges and designers asked me to do architecture. And all through these two years that I’ve been preparing, I was never really sure, because I never knew much of either field, so I let it be.

The dilemma persisted when I got through 2 great colleges for design and architecture. Despite the fact that I opted for architecture, I didn’t feel good about leaving out the design college. In short, I was still confused, until TODAY.

So the day starts well. Considering the fact that this is my second day living alone, all by myself. I start off on a positive note and as the hours roll by, I get a feeling that maybe I have grown up, maybe I can take care of myself. But not so soon.

The evening sets in and as I was going about planning my new oil painting, I receive a mail. The most horrendous mail ever.

Now what did it have?

 It was a white paper containing a blatant message- “ if you don’t submit your original documents by ‘so&so’ date, we shall cancel your admission". The last date? Gone 2 days ago!

 At first I panicked, then I tried to think and analyze the situation and after much thought I came to the conclusion that I not only gave all my documents but I also gave this place the fee it asked for! Why in the world would they be sending me a letter declaring the cancellation of my admission into the institution?

Well theres nothing I could do about it. Now these weird question start pouring into my head, am I not going to be doing architecture? Will I have to go to some unknown, godforsaken place and a low grade college? Is that what I deserve and will really end up getting ? And the big question came again, was design the correct thing ? Should I have taken up design instead of architecture ? Well, it was clearly too late…

Now comes the jist of it all: Its funny how I suddenly forgot about all fears and all questions disappeared and I was suddenly so sure of what I wanted to do ! And that’s when a knew that I wanted to peruse architecture.

 THE END

You know when people say that theres some good in everything bad that happens and this is what goes in our head “ YEAH RIGHT !!!!” ?  I experienced it today, there is a good in everything bad that happens !

Now how do we find that good?

I’m gonna say it – ITS SIMPLE !

In a difficult situation before you start throwing all sorts of awfully weird questions at yourself and declare doomsday, STOP for just one second and think about that tiny little good thought that’s trying to push its way through. Give  it a little time to surface and its gonna change everything !!!

Like  I always say- Its simple !!!