Once again that same obnoxious moment steps in your life, a gripping fear that lurked time and again. Something which transforms you into someone, whom you cannot identify yourself. This sudden change occurs when you are in a bad temperament. There is this one thing, that you have always desired, dreamt with opened eyes, planned for if for months, but aghast, things turned out differently... it didn’t happen the way you wanted. For the aftermath you have one person in life that needs to be blamed. Now, without giving a second thought , you yell out loud, throw things, bang on wall, scream like hell, and above all continue non stop crying...you must have observed that it subsides in sobs and sniffles. You stop eating and stop speaking, this continues for hours and days. Did you ever ponder over the fact that even after all the melodrama, one thing you cannot stop is caring or talking to that one culprit. Days which could have been spent in perfect harmony was spent in agony and endless pain. You are not the only one who got disturbed or daunted but its impact affected your relationship badly. An uncontrolled tongue can cause hazardous effect and can easily ruin strong bonds of human relationship. In anger you yell and scream, spit foul words, talk all nonsense, make false stories, carry accusation for hours. There is hatred that girths you. Your temper at that moment grows exponentially. The more your opponent maintains silence, more is increase in tenacity of your anger. One word uttered and your mind says,” So you are arguing now; How dare you; I can’t let you win, I will drop you down to ground and smack you on your face, unless you are filled with deep remorse for the mistake you have done”. Have you ever thought that out of thousand words spoken by you, you really didn’t mean to speak nine hundred out of those. You really didn’t care to think about what you uttered; only thing that mattered to you was how to win the hustle. When you return back to normal state of mind, you time and again think of the past, you apologise and ask for forgiveness. But can your words be taken back, can you erase memory of that ruthless moment from your life..NEVER. There is no balm for the bruised heart. It’s always good to handle the situation in a calm manner. Keep your head cool whatever perilous situation it may be. Just give it a thought; can you stop talking to that one person forever in your life, if your answer is NO then just try to cool down your anger, who knows you can work out a better option. Life is short and shorter are the phases, so live happily,stop blaming, let not your anger over rule you.Its good to control your temper rather than letting your temper to control you. Always remember, pain inflicted on loved ones is pain inflicted to oneself.

When Life seems to have come to a halt, and it seems as if Life has nothing more to offer, when the only thing that you reach, when you take a path is a dead end and when you close your eyes to find an answer you gain only despair.....Then don’t start thinking this is the End!!! You don’t need a Mentor or a Guru or any Motivator, the complete answer lies within you. We ourselves have the answer the only thing which is missing is the courage to accept or an extra step towards the truth. We all have our choices...only thing of confusion is CORRECT CHOICE. Why to worry about things out of our control and why not control things that are within our reach. The biggest enemy of human being is the thinking process which leads to void future Predictions. Things that we worry for, things that we are afraid of that may happen in future never happen the way we thought. Only thing that happened was - wastage of time. It’s better to live in present and avoid future predictions and assumptions. What do you want from your Life? Even if this question is asked to thousand, out of them ninety eight percent would present a long list of “Desire”, and ninety percent of them will make future assumptions about things that they desire...half of which they think either they can get but rest they think that what if they could have got it.... don’t you think that it is of no use. Life is not complicated; it is only we who make it. Only Spark missing in one’s life is an attitude to go that extra mile and take any decision however difficult it is, and be contended and ready to take the stand whether decision is right or wrong. Those who have this courage are the ones who remain happy, and for the rest,they are always at a war with their inner self. Half of their life is spent blaming oneself for a wrong decision. Decisions are not taken only on personal front there are so many situational facts that can impact our decision. We are human beings and no perfectionist has ever been born who has taken only correct decision in his/her Life. It is in our nature to commit mistake and stumble but a happy person is someone who don’t take Life as a dead end, even when he stands on a two way path of choice but makes his choice and moves forward...COME WHAT MAY IN HIS PATH.

She was 17,bold,sassy,vivacious.He was 20,suave,cool and cultured, someone who was devout believer of love and destiny. When they met for the first time he found Sharvi irresistibly beautiful with her infectious smile.To her Ankush was a smart and happening person. Sharvi ,the lead actress of this short story came from Bangladesh to attend a camp at New Delhi along with a group of 20 others.The camp was organized by the human development authority for the energetic and intelligent young ones of Bangladesh to interact with the boys and girls of their neighbouring country India.Beside regular debate sessions the students were made to play friendly matches of various games,there were also trips to Agra and whole of Delhi. Ankush was from India. Both of them met on the first day itself and well acquainted with each other.Ankush’s father was a businessman and he was from Bangalore,sharvi came from Dhaka and her father was a renowned doctor there. Days passed as if it had wings,they enjoyed each moment together,they both loved each others company.Then came the parting day,with heavy hearts they exchanged notes and their addresses with a promise to keep in touch forever. One month passed by,she was busy with preparations for her cousins marriage when one day the postman came with a letter for her and she rushed to the terrace with letter in her hand.She was overwhelmed and replied back to Ankush the same night itself.Both of them became good friends.Days passed and for two whole years they kept on writing to each other regularly,sharing there moments of sorrows,joys,hopes and future plans.Deep within their letters something could be seen,vows of love,vows of togetherness and promises of never to part with each other but neither of them spoke or showed their love for each other.................She was 21,when her father found a bridegroom for her lovely daughter,an orthopedic surgeon.She wrote to him about her father’s decision and her confused state of mind.This was a letter for which for the first time she got no reply.She wrote more letters so that she can tell how deeply she was in love with Ankush but she got no replies.She finally submitted herself to the hands of destiny.She waited till the last moment but had tears when she left her parents and her first love forever. She moved with her husband’s family and her parents after marring their only daughter moved to Kolkatta.She turned out to be a dedicated wife,a lady who was not only a perfect homemaker but an ambitious women and completed her post graduation in clinical research and helped her husband at his hospital. She was 23,when Vidisha,her lovely daughter was born to the couple.Everything was going in perfect harmony,the presence of Vidisha changed her life completetly.Sharvi loved her daughter as if her life was just for her. Destiny showed its cruelest face when the family lost the head of the family,Vidisha was hardly six years old when God left the helpless mother alone with her child.She wept seeing her husband’s dead body but the face of innocent daughter gave her the strength to bear the pain with courage. Sharvi herslf was the only daughter of her parents,who after their son-in-law’s death became terribly apprehensive about their daughter’s future and asked her to move to Kolkata,where her father had started a business and was doing well.It was after much pursuation that she gave in. Life to her became a symphony.Days were filled with the same chores everyday,her life became monotonous with her heart surrounded with dearth of gloom and loneliness.Day by day she became puny and feeble. Days kept on moving with just a single change in the life of Sharvi,it was her daughter Vidisha who grew up as a real beauty,her burst of exuberance and her brighteness overwhelmed everyone around her. Vidisha joined the mass communication course.She was an intelligent girl and baby doll of her mother.Vidisha after completing her course took up job in Mumbai.It was just 6 months and she found the love of her life,his name was Kapil and worked in an MNC firm.Both of them felt strongly for each other and 4months they decided to marry each other.Vidisha talked about this to her mother, who after meeting Kapil planned to meet his family and finally their marriage was finalized. Sharvi’s only priceless possession of her life was her daughter and she decided to throw a grand marriage party and wanted to invite all the relatives.She planned her journey back to Dhaka to invite those whom she knew there.............After landing on her land of birth she moved towards her home where they were tenant for nearly about 25 years.She came to know that her landlord had passed away and his son lived there with his family.On seeing Sharvi he welcomed her inside and as she was about to leave the man brought a packet from inside and handed it over to Sharvi.The man told her that the packet contained letters.He continued saying that the letters came every month once or twice for nearly about 20 years,saying that he did not knew where to locate Sharvi so he kept the letters safe with him,with hope that she would come one day to take the letters with her. A deep fear gripped her heart and she felt giddy but kept calm,with shaky fingers she took the packet in her hands. Once alone she opened the letters.It was not worth looking at the name of the sender.She knew within her heart who had sent her these many letters.She opened few of them.Those letters were letters of love,grief,belief and memoir.Letters which showered love on her,letters which showed grief on not being replied,letters of belief that one day the postmaster will come to him and hand over a letter filled with love of her beloved.Within her mind she tried to picture out the face of Ankush and her mind made sketchy images of him while he would have been writing the letters.She sat alone and closed the packet. The last letter which she read had lines…. With an aching heart and bruished soul Here I am submitting my heart and soul to you To the one who is life for me Only thing that I desire is YOU Only thing that I dream of is YOU Though today we are not together But I know there will be day When my love will be in my arms forever…. Before going to Kolkata she decided to visit Bangalore first and meet Ankush.Her journey to Bangalore seemed as if centuries have passed.When she reached at the place she found a big lock right in front the main gate.She returned back home. For the next few days she became terribly busy as the whole responsibility of Vidisha were on her shoulders.She made a perfect arrangement for her daughters marriage. Then came the marriage day.Vidisha looked stunningly beautiful in her embroided lehnga.While Sharvi helped Vidisha to reach stage,she saw through the corner of her eye that someone was looking at,when she looked sideways she was taken aback with surprise. Few steps away from her standing in black suit was the man whom she desired and loved most. Ankush an Airforce officer was uncle of the bridegroom. THE FATE OF EACH LOVE COMES PRE DECIDED FROM HEAVAN.IF DESTINY HAS IT THAT YOU WILL MEET THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE THEN ONEDAY THE MAGICAL CHIME WILL TURN ROUND AND MAKE ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE.