Her Dreams

She followed, praised by everyone,
How she wished if she could be a little more.

Growth was what she was hungry for 

Yet somehow world seemed to be sour. 

She heard women were breaking stereotypes, 

Oh, what she would give to do just that, 

But society seems to have her locked, 

All she had was hope and the will for combat.

Early as a bird, hard-working as an ant, 

She gave her all, yet the sight of success was faint. 

People told she was not made for it, 

She was weak, women, for heights not fit. 

And then, one day, life smiled at her, 

Now, she flew to heights, success accompanied later. 

Supporters for her always hard to find; 

All those who never believed, now followed behind!

@pradipta_writes <3

Abuse against Women

Hello everyone. There is never a doubt in my mind when I started to write about this topic. Isn't it so obvious? Every day, I hear something so horrid that it shakes my inner core. It makes me tremble and feel threatened, what if the same thing happens to me? When you marry a person, whether arranged or love, you only know the person the way he wants you to know, isn't it?

I really wonder, how a person can be this heartless, to beat up his own wife or girlfriend, or even think about hurting a woman. Does he never think about what his mother would have felt if his father treated her that way?

I took up this topic on a special request from one of my followers, having the lovely name, Monica. She reached out to me and talked to me about how she loved a guy who used to hit her. I was disappointed to know that even though he treated her that way, she still wanted him to stay because she wanted and needed him in her life. And guess what the guy thought? He thought he can do whatever he wants to her and she would still stay. Talk about the extent of taking a person for granted. Finally, she stood up for herself and left him. But her sufferings did not end there. As she had many guy friends and now no way the guy could torture her physically, he started calling her prostitute in public, when she is out with her friends. How much crueler can the world get?

Being an Indian, where I think is a Land of God, humanity is almost at zero. Abuse is not always physical. Sometimes, without even knowing, you abuse a person. That is unintentional abuse. However, there are few people who like to call a person with names in public, to humiliate a person, to make them feel miserable but also to gain some sense of authority. This is normally seen in people who try to control things, but when the situation turns against them, to satisfy their ego, they go about doing these horrific, meaningless activities.

I personally have been a victim of such comments, prank calls, fake accounts, etc. All these experiences actually make you hate the world, but once you have moved on, it gives you a sense of power. Once you let it go, you will learn to love yourself better, knowing that you are beautiful, no matter what.

What I mentioned here might seem very little of value to you, but to those who have faced this, it feels the world to know that there are thousands who share the same fate, and sometimes, sometimes, it helps him/her to regain the strength they had lost.  

#13ReasonsWhy 'Cause you never know what your one smile can do to change a person's life! <3

~Amazing Little Girl <3

Passion & Happiness

Hola Amigos everyone.

Let's be different today. Let’s be practical and talk practically. No romance novel or frictional concepts today, you guys know as I normally write. Let’s talk about our passion and happiness.

Being a blog writer or as a matter of fact, any social platform content creator is very difficult. You have to come up with new content every day. The only thing you think about is content and how else you can entertain your viewers.

But guess what, it never gets boring. There is always something that drives us to achieve our target. That is what is passion. The one thing that keeps us going, keeps us motivated and inspired, feeds ideas in our brain, that is passion. It's not something that we can train ourselves to do. It is something that comes from within.

When you do something you like doing, it fuels your passion. Passion when fueled, it produces happiness. These two are directly proportional to each other.

However, the path to that happiness isn’t really that easy. People criticise depending on what they think is right and considering you completely wrong. There was one instance when someone commented on my writings as “She writes like a 5yr old writing an essay” which made me so mad that time. But eventually, when I looked through, I realized, it wasn’t completely false either.

Writing about romance or love is something that a teen girl would write. I agree. I am still one. :p Probably because I am hopelessly romantic, I write so much about love. But guess what, I love writing on Love. It is my favorite topic and it will continue to be. Sometimes in life, you should trust your own heart and keep going, regardless of what otherwise anyone else might have to offer.  

Now I have branched out to other topics as well, like something motivational or for a social cause, but that will never refrain me from writing about the one thing that I love the most: LOVE.

So there goes my understanding of Passion and Happiness. 

What’s yours?

~Amazing Little Girl <3