The Real One

You are unique just like everyone else. But to find that uniqueness is what I have been doing since a long time. It was me in the group of friends who never did anything off-beat. Even if I did I was not perfect,there are many others who are better than me like in dance ,swimming, music, sports, or even studies. Nothing was my forte, I was jack of all treads, master of none.

Being jack of all treads was special in its own way at least I knew something (something is better than nothing). But I was not satisfied. I was not unique. Even after watching the movie "Taare Zameen Par" I felt like "Bechaare Zameen Par."

I had and still have a habit of writing diary which contains everything about what goes on in my life, what I want, basically its a self-centered journal. Throughout that diary my soul is bared - my hurts, the frustrations and betrayals I had experienced. Every ounce of pain, longing and joy, every feeling of love and loss is right there in black and white. I have it all there, every little detail of who I am. I wrote about everything and everyone related to me.

I longed to know my uniqueness, something I could call a talent. My hunt for talent continued and there the "Law of Attraction" worked, I was asked from a friend of mine to write about her love life, She believed that I am good at English and I can write well. (Thanks a lot friend!)

I gathered every little detail about her love life and sat to write. That was my first attempt to write something which was not related to me in any way. My aim was to write it short and fulfilling. All my efforts on "Heaven to Hell" were appreciated and encouraged. There was something special in the fact that as a writer, I could be able to influence people, be able to get my voice out there, let the world know my thoughts opinions and dreams. It was beautiful, the way I could start with a blank sheet and just pour out my heart and soul and end up with this peice of me right there on a paper for world to see,maybe to understand me a little better. I guess I got my talent.

Its been only four months since I have started writing in a real way. I am an amateur, I still have a long way to go. I am 15 now and I don't know whether I will be the most famous author in my future, but in my own little circle.I am loved. To me, the few fans I have are good enough for me. They love my writing style and have gotten to know me through it.

My Special Friend

All of us have friends that's why we don't understand their importance. Its just like take for an example there are two students 1 has been consistently performing extraordinarily in academics from class 1 to 9th and other one who has never shown up with a 90% then after 10th boards if 1st one rocked again, it was nothing great for him but if the other one shined up then his happiness will be far greater than what the 1st one had ever experienced. My point is that unless you die for something you don't understand its value. We all have friends but ever thought? What would be life without them? Who will cry when you die??

I have a friend who is more than just a friend. A relationship that cannot be defined. A relationship that I treasure and which makes my life happier, worthy and meaningful. He is Harsh which means happiness and indeed he made my life happier by just being there. He has always been a part of my life ever since I can remember. We got on really well I never bothered about what would he think I just talked about almost everything going on in my life. He looks strikingly sweet, tall and handsome. He is a kid and I am his angel. He has the energy of a 5 year old boy and maturity of a man twice his age.

He is that rare gem of a person who always has faith in me and my potential. What I liked most about him was that he is not a preacher he is a friend a true friend. He is someone I love with all my heart, someone who knows it all about me. He listens when I talk and most of the time or rather every time it is me who talks (he barely gets a chance to speak).

He never makes me feel left out, he is just always there, though we don't get much time to spend together. I truly appreciate the way he is and I always say my perfect match would be completely like him, nothing less or more would ever do.

We have our different paths but I know one thing that I can't do without him. He is such a positive individual, with an infectious laugh, and a vivacious spirit and just being with him makes me feel so much better.He is the ray of hope in the darkened rooms of my life. He is my most precious possession.

You see,he is not only my special friend, but also my brother.

P.S. THIS WRITING IS AN INSPIRATION FROM A BOOK...WHICH MADE ME REALIZE THE VALUE OF PEOPLE...IT MADE ME LEARN HOW TO APPRECIATE AND MAKE THEM FEEL GOOD..TRY IT YOU WILL ALSO FEEL GREAT.

P.S. ITS ABOUT HARSH, ITS NOT ONE PERSON ITS ABOUT TWO HARSH IN MY LIFE AND BOTH HAVE EQUAL PLACE IN MY LIFE.