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I grew up in a middle class household. My parents told me that we can’t have fun all the time. If we had fun today, then we need to stop having fun and have it again on another day, later. Fun is good once in a while, rest of the time we must tighten our belts and work hard. Those work ethics really served me well in life. If I spend too much time chilling, I feel guilty! And that’s a good thing I guess. My drive to get more and more work done, and my desire to continuously grow come from that upbringing. I am grateful for that. However, there is one thing that is not so good. We get in life what we deeply believe that we deserve. The bad results we repeatedly get in our lives are repeated usually because at a deeper level we believe that we deserve them. A single deep seated negative belief or fear can completely destroy the career of a perfectly amazing person. We usually learn such belief systems and fear from people closest to us, when we are children. Interestingly, I have seen other people too, who shout and complain at restaurants or shops or at service people because complaining and shouting often get them some special treatment or favour or discount. If you are unfair to people, will they want to be fair to you? Still, it is an innate behaviour for many of us in India to negotiate tooth and nail even when we are already on the gaining side. Does that serve us well? As we grow older, we need to learn new behaviour patterns more consciously, that we now need to succeed. We also need to discard behaviour patterns we learned as children in a different environment, at different times. Otherwise the blueprints that get imprinted on our soul while we are growing up often control the results we get for the rest of our lives. Isn’t that crazy? But I was not going to settle. I rebelled. Im not restricted by those childhood limitations my family, society and environment tried to put on me. In their eyes, those were safety belts. In my eyes, those are shackles on my ever expanding dreams and imagination.You deserve happiness, every single day. What belief systems have you internalised that stop you from growing, investing, dreaming and shooting for the moon?

At 15, I thought I was damn smart. At 21, I thought I finally have become clever enough. At 28, I feel like I am just beginning, and while speed matters, I am running a marathon and not a sprint. I know the best is years ahead from now. And I can work towards it. We are all a work in progress. The difficult part is to find what to progress in, how to progress, how to measure if you are really progressing, and to never allow the feeling that we have arrived to set in. There is just so much to do! How much of that have we achieved? When I think of all the things that can be done, and all the things I want to do, I feel like a pygmy. Too small. Too weak. Too little time. Too little resources. Not enough expertise. Sure, I am better and I keep improving every day, but while that is a blessing I still feel inadequate. The only way I know that makes me strong is to stand solidly behind a cause that is larger than myself, that I really care about and let that guide me through. Put in place one brick at a time. Add one more stroke of the brush to the masterpiece - expect that I am not the painter and I have no idea what it is going to look like at the end. Giving up control has been a critical lesson. The other critical lesson is to give up being the person you have been in the past, or the person that you currently are, so that you can become something else. Something only you may be able to imagine, just partially, today. At 18 I had no idea about the person I will become at 28. But I think the 18 year old me will be damn proud of who I have become if he could meet me today. How would your 10 year younger version feel if he or she meets you today, over a cup of coffee? Will he/she be proud? Will he think you look much better now? Is your fierceness now tampered with more love, kindness and gratitude? Have you delivered on the promises he/she made a decade ago? What were those promises? And do you remember that you are a work in progress? Do you believe in your heart that you will go much, much further? Do you believe that you are destined for greatness? How far are you willing to go?

🆃🅰🅻🅰🅰🆂🅷 . . ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᴴⁱᵐ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵈⁱᵛⁱⁿᵉ ˢⁱᵍⁿˢ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᴴⁱˢ ᵇˡᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍˢ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵃˡˡ ᶠᵒᵘʳ ᵈⁱʳᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵛᵃˡˡᵉʸ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ʳⁱᵛᵉʳ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸʷʰᵉʳᵉ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ.⁣ ⁣ ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᴴⁱˢ ʰᵒᵐᵉ. ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ. ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗᵒⁿᵍᵘᵉ. ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵉᵉᵈˢ. ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ. ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ. ᴼᵛᵉʳˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ.

𝙼𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙸 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘. -𝙼𝚒𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚖𝚖

“𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.” – 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘈𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘺 • • • • • #yourshot_india#indiaphotoproject #_soi#_coi#indiaclicks#india_ig#streetsofindia 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘺- @behindthelens._

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝; 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 -@behindthelens._

"𝐈 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞." 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 -@behindthelens._

𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓶 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓾𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓬 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓪 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓬𝓾𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓘 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮. . . 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓸𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓭. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓴 𝓾𝓹𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓼𝓴 𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝔀 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓘 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓷𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝓮. 𝓛𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓘 𝓴𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓸𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭.

𝐀 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐄𝐢𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 & 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐢𝐝! 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧! 𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 & 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐝. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞; 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 & 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭— & 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐡. 𝐅𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧-𝐮𝐩𝐬 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐢𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 & 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢 𝐩𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐭-𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐊𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 & 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 "𝐎𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞". 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐬,𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬,𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫-𝐩𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬,𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 & 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞.

100 ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇᴀʀ. #22 ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴜɴꜱᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɴᴇᴛꜰʟɪx.

100 ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇᴀʀ. #22 ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴜɴꜱᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɴᴇᴛꜰʟɪx.

100 ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇᴀʀ. #22 ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴜɴꜱᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɴᴇᴛꜰʟɪx.

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 - 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

You are beautiful because you know your own darkness and still, that alone doesn't stop you from finding your own light.

She is all the people she encountered till date and all the experiences she gathered. Inside her, she hold the laughter of her friends, the arguments with her family, the kindness of strangers, the sadness of seeing love lost, the numbing cold of winter and the warming summer rays. Within her, she also have the changing seasons, the shining stars, a lovers spat, the making up after, piercing bitter words, the music that gets her through the rough days and all those emotions she can't convey. She is made up of all this and more. She had that twinkle in her eye , which could surprise anyone at the most unexpected times. Sometimes she is happy. Sometimes she is sad. And then happy again. And in between being happy and sad, she is ordinary and unpredictable, fierce and kind, Messy and clumsy, unsure and determined, extremely chatty and unusually quiet, insecure and confident, totally weird and damn crazy. I don’t think I can define her perfectly but still believe that i know a girl.

What is the price of a childhood lost? And who is the one to pay the cost? It's so strange. They speak about it. Pizza! burgers! chicken! meat! I don't know what 'delicious' means! I don't know what 'over weighting' is! I just know what 'skinny' is My food is great, wonderful! Eating this way needs no rule I won't eat anything instead Here it is; water & bread! Last night doctor told my dad: 'your child needs some protein' But dad needs his money for Some more drug & heroin. For i live in a constant fear, Who wants for love, but none is near, No sheltering arms to wrap around, Or childhood comforts to be found In fact only God can mend My wounds with the looks he sends. When hopes and dreams have all been tossed, What is the price of a childhood lost? ▪️ ◽ ▪️ ◽ ▪️ ◽ ◾ ▪️ ◽ ▪️ ◽ ◾ #silhouette#celebrate_childhood #wahhindia#streetphoto #magnumphotos #streetlife#streetportrait #photojournalism #lensculturestreets#urbanphotography #everydayasia#theglobewanderer #wearethestreet #dailylife#beststreets #everybodystreet#streetphotographer #reportagespotlight#lensculture #photojournalist #everydayindia #storytelling #streetlife_award #incredibleindia#photographers_of_india #indiagram #_soi #_coi

Everyone believes the world's greatest lie.. ." said the mysterious old man. "What is the world's greatest lie?" the boy asked. The old man replies, "It's this: that at a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what's happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That's the world's greatest lie. ▪️ ◽ ▪️ ◽ ▪️ ◽ ◾ ▪️ ◽ ▪️ ◽ ◾ #water#reflection #sunset #evening #horizon #calm #lake #orange #skyporn #cloudporn #nature #horizon #silhouette #all_sunset #desi_diaries #mypixeldiary#clickindiaclick#indiaclicks #thevisualyatra #theindianroute  #worldnomad#dslrofficial#oph#_woi#_soi #lonelyplanetindia #_coi #india_ig #yourshot_india

I remember when I had my first bicycle. It was in 1999 and I was 7 years old. Buying a bicycle to me wasn't an easy affair because it involved convincing my father and by God’s grace, I did well in the exams and therefore, true to his word, abba gave his approval. There were training wheels on it so that I could get my balance. I would ride up and down the street, and as if overnight, I was popular among my circles by leaps and bounds. Once I got the hang of riding, abba raised one wheel up so that I could get comfortable with one training wheel not touching the ground. Soon he took both training wheels off, and I remember feeling nervous and excited all at the same time. For a few days, he held on to the back of my bike while I would ride. I felt so safe knowing abba was right behind me. Then one day, he let go. I didn’t know he had done that until a few minutes later,when I realized that I was riding my bike all by myself! I wish I had a photo of it, but taking photos was not easy as today in those days. What do you think? Do you remember your first bike? ▪️ ◽ ◾ ◼️ ▫️ ▫️ ▪️ ◽ ◾ ◼️ ▫️ #justgoshoot#instagoodmyphoto#instaphoto#picoftheday#photooftheday#photography#naturephotography#nature#500px#pictureoftheday#camera#photoshop#instadaily#oneplus#pixel#teampixel#cycle#sunset#cityscape#hdr#instafocus#iphoneography#iphonephotography#igworldclub#visuals#aesthetics#travellingthroughtheworld#wanderlust#photooftheday#photoshop#travelthroughthelenses#zenfone5z#photography #photoshop