Teenage Dreams

The stories of success are effective when it comes from someone successful. This is one of the solid statements that won’t be contradicted on any grounds. What if I change the things the other way around? What if the truth is that, all those who have been successful have written their story way earlier than they claimed they did? Then, Will I have the courage to complete what I just started, A story-The story of success. The world has been saying practice because practice makes a man perfect. Yeah can’t seem true as it gets but where we miss is realizing the aspects to practice. You can’t expect an elephant to practice climbing a tree and hope that one day it’ll get perfect in it. Maybe it can get true but it’ll need constant practice from one generation to another where all the members of a ancestry will devote their life for a cause and when millenniums will have passed, one generation will arise where a fat creature with a trunk in its mouth which may or mayn’t be an elephant w

I was wrong that day and the biggest mistake I made was thinking it to be a regular day. It was a regular day in the sense that there were no special markings on the wall calendar but it was seriously something more than normal for me to flirt with someone after a long gap of many months. My recent break-up, which was a couple of months back had left me with no intention to be involved again in this agonizing game of heart make and heart breaks but seeing this girl for the first time had a different feeling. It was a reflex that I started talking with her and it was a reflex that simple texts lead to serious conversations and there were ingredients of flirt in every bite of the dish. Had the leisure lasted a bit longer, I would've taken things way down but  life had different plans. That was what happened that day and it ended up for good. You can't write this stuff. It's more beautiful when it's unexpected and that was something that happened the following day. I was

So for the first time, realising i have enough leisure,i sat down to do something, try something i had never tried before. I wondered to make a card tower. I had a packet of card at first and i tried for a five storied tower but everytime i was to the third step it collapsed either due to my breathing or shaking hands.. So i decided, In my chair i recided, Calmed my hands and took a card, Slowly started and went upward, One by one step by step, Light breathing,full of patience, An hour passed and then the other, Not more than 5 levels had been over, 6th, 7th and 8th then i heard a knock on the door, It was my sister and all cards falled on the floor, i tried again this time it was easy 1st 2nd and i had reached the 10th, then i felt lazy, As my plan was to the 10th, To which i went. There i learned a lesson for life, Let's call it a rule of "decide" It's you who makes your fate, Your task, when you'll do it early or late. What you plan with your