KARMA

I want to write about you, because that's what I do.  I pour out every feeling and emotion I have, effortlessly and shamelessly. But you..... There are twenty-six letters in the English alphabet. *Googles it* There are twenty-six letters in the English alphabet. And I haven't figured out how to arrange those mother fuckers to adequately explain. The way your smile makes my eyes leaky,  Or the way your laugh makes me forget to breathe, Or the way your face looks like forever, Or the way your voice is the one of the sweetest songs I've ever heard, Or the way the entire universe feels like a safer place, because you're in my orbit. I desperately want to write about you, But I haven't figured out how to do that yet. By- Ayushi sharma

  I found myself on Google. I typed: “How to kill myself and make it look like an accident”. Google pulled up a large number of results, and quickly. On the first page I read – “Making suicide look like an accident”; “what’s the best way to kill yourself but make it look like an accident”; “making a suicide like some random accident”; “top 20 suicide methods: fastest and painless suicide methods…” “For me, it’s less about death and more about ceasing the pain. It’s difficult to explain how death would make you feel more alive than ever. I wasn’t running from my problems. I was desperately searching for a way to conquer them.” “It wasn’t really about dying. It was about escaping unbearable pain when I couldn’t see any other option. And I was convinced everyone would be happier if I was gone, that I was doing them a favor by unburdening them. This is why guilt trips like ‘think of what you’re doing to your loved ones’ don’t work for me… I’m so grateful to still be alive tod...

People always talk about their first love. Sometimes it's the last love that really needs the talking. You, you are the kind of love that I have begun to believe lasts longer than my depression cycle. You, when I am black and blue and hurting, stand there with the lamp in between your eyes that shines  the brightest. Every time I try to extinguish it. You are a firefly, on a dark night, fighting against my demons and yours. You are a soldier, a mountaineer, a poet who doesn't always have it easy with his words. Your words burn hydrogen into helium like stars queuing up in the sky. You are the reason I have begun to believe that the sky is a place that actually exists. It's a magic carpet hanging upside down and that ring that surrounds the planet 'Saturn' is nothing but Saturn's lover giving it a long hug. You are my longest hug, my softest kiss and my most meaningful shooting star sighting in a world where I no longer believed in  telescopes. You are the reason...

I have lived enough years and tears to know what works for me and what does not. And I have realized that no matter how much I think, wait, and analyze, if a person is meant to hurt me, then that person will hurt me. I have tried everything. I have gone slow, super slow. I have tried to be super choosy about the people I allow close. But all this brainy analysis, it does not work for me. I always end up feeling like a fool when people show their true colors and stab me in the back. The people for whom my brain said that they won't hurt you, these people have hurt me the most. So now I don't think too much. I just go by my gut feel, my sixth sense, or the vibe. And then, if things go wrong, I accept it as destiny. And trust me, with time, my vibes have grown stronger and more accurate. I do believe that we are made of energies and we all radiate and soak in the energies around us. The universe does give us a signal, a vibe about a person. But like an intelligent fool, we go by w...

You said- "I will see you in a few days" A few days later you called me and asked ' did you see the news?' I said - 'yes' We both tried to seek comfort in the silence tht followed. You told me - ' don't worry, it's just a matter of few weeks'. A few weeks later I kept my door open, hoping to see you. But soon the news of the extension of your absence came. You asked me to promise you. That the fear will not enter the door of our hearts. That we will only hold each other to sleep, when we meet. I said - 'okay' But held fear in my arms to sleep that night And you never slept. You said - longing was just a word, and that distance is just a state of mind. Over a month later you confessed - this may not be a Matter of a few weeks. Longing may have been more than just a word, I've come to know. You said you saw our love on the news today. ' it was breaking' - you said  I told you - I've stopped believing in the news since ...

Dresses in Himachal Pradesh Costumes of Himachal Pradesh reflects an awesome diversity and it's it's culture. Again the costumes of each community are different. One's clothes always reflects one's tradition, culture, religion and the environment to which they belong. Himachal Pradesh one of the untouched, pristine, and one of the most popular States in India has a  diverse clothing style. The attire of Himachal people is very beautiful and vibrant. And it's made according to the harsh weather conditions that linger all year around. Warm and cosy. The handwoven dresses are attraction for people who visit the state from other parts of country or world. The handloom had risen to become a culture identity of Himachal Pradesh. Traditional jewellery and ornaments of Himachali women There are different kind of jewellery and ornaments that are worn by women in Himachal Pradesh. •chakk - silver domed and worn on the top of head. •chanderhar - necklace or pendent ...

We have an addiction problem in India. In punjab, the numbers are nearly 75% of its youth are severely addicted to drugs, that's 3 out of every 4 children. Mumbai, Hyderabad and other cities around the country are quickly gaining a reputation of there drug usage, and population of these cities continue to grow. Delhi is filled with rehab centres trying to keep up with the flow of addicts but addiction is becoming too much in India. The menace of drugs and alcohol has woven itself deep into the fabric of our society, as it's effects reach towards our youth, India's future generation will have to compete the drugs like cannabis, alcohol and tobacco. More and more youngsters are getting into addiction. Peer pressure, adolescent immaturity and poor parenting is the three- headed monster that indulge the youth into addiction. Fixing the problem Nearby 75% of Indian homes house atleast one drug user. Instead of wondering why our youth is becoming addicts. We should ...