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You are Strength

Courage, strength, fortitude. Power not arrested in the act of judgement, but passing on to further action, sometimes obstinacy

This is a card of courage and energy. It represents both the Lion's hot, roaring energy, and the Maiden's steadfast will. The innocent Maiden is unafraid, undaunted, and indomitable. In some cards she opens the lion's mouth, in others she shuts it. Either way, she proves that inner strength is more powerful than raw physical strength. That forces can be controlled and used to score a victory is very close to the message of the Chariot, which might be why, in some decks, it is Justice that is card 8 instead of Strength. With strength you can control not only the situation, but yourself. It is a card about anger and impulse management, about creative answers, leadership and maintaining one's personal honor. It can also stand for a steadfast friend

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Growing up with two brothers.... was so much fun

I was wondering how difficult it is these days to keep in touch with ppl even though there are so many modes of communication. I havent talked to my own bro for quite sometime. It was On morning of Rakhi that he last called me.


I Had slept very late and early morning he called. Slept hardly for 3-4 hrs. Sleeplessness always pisses me off (well i guess everyone, I am talking about normal creatures, loves sleeping)
I was not mad at him for calling that early, I loved it when he called, wished me happy rakshabandhan. I asked him weather he got my Rakhis(he is studying in Australia, his name is Vikram). He said no. My smile faded at once, I cud sense he was sad too. I felt like wtf man!! Entire day became gloomy. I have two younger bros, one didnt get my rakhi and for other one my cousins will tie my rakhi on my behalf. Why am I sitting here, so far away frm my family. I haven't met Vikram for two years now.
I was thinking y the hell I grew up!!! How cool it was to be a kid. I used to fight with my brother. Both of us wanted to sleep more, we shared the bedroom and bathroom. So we wud start poking each other to wake up and go for bath first so that other one will get more time to sleep. I remember Fighting over prathhaas at breakfast and then bicycle racing to school. He didn't like talking to me in school, I was 3 classes senior to him. He was conscious that his frnds will make fun of him if I will treat him as kid brother. And then countless nights we spent talking all the nonsense we cud thought of, cricket, classes, teachers, guys and girls, WWF and our dreams about future. He used to tell me that I am good at explaining things and convincing other ppl and I enjoyed acting all smart and intelligent :D:D:D I loved being the big sis and giving lectures( I love giving lectures now also :D)
I remember the pakodas and chai we used to make on rainy days and mess in the kitchen after we were done (Also the look on my mom's face when she got back from work in the evening). I remember the gully cricket I played with them. We played together almost all the time, Chess, badminton, marbles, piddu up, ludo, carrom and what not. I never had any girly habits, thanks to them. Used to watch all sports channels, cartoon network. Power zone was our favourite. Pokemon, popeye, Disney hour. Vikram was crazy about F1 racing and cricket and youngest one(Sanchit) was crazy about cartoons so I ended up sorting out their fight over the channels. Vikram was bigger than Sanchit, so was stronger and used to take advantage of that. So I had to team up with Sanchit against him.
Since Sanchit was youngest I used to take more care of him (I still do) I considered Vikram more of a frnd than brother.
There was so much we shared, they wore my old clothes( I used to wear only trousers and shirts till ninth standard) The parle mango bites and tiger biscuits we used to buy frm our pocket money. Vikram got my old bicycle whn I got new one. I taught them how to ride bicycle and scooty after that( I was damn proud when they rode first time on their own)
Then the maths classes I gave to Vikram when he took non medical aftr 10th. There is so much to cherish. When we got into teenage, some change came, They had their own worlds where I was a stranger, they grew up, had their frnds, their secrets, their ambitions. I used to miss them terribly then. Since my mom was a working lady, I thght it to be my duty to look after them, I was a bit possessive abt them. And when We cudnt spend much time together anymore, it broke my heart. Then I came to Hyd, got busy with my studies and job and we talked very less to each other. We used to meet twice a year. Then Vikram moved to Aus and we started talking even lesser.
Now I realised that I hardly had a hearty talk with them 3 or 4 times in last five years. I miss them, I miss being their frnd, I miss being the Big sister to them. I want to go back and change everything that went wrong. I want to tell them how much I love them, how much I care. before we lose ourselves in this grown up world entirely, I want to re-live my childhood with them.

If love is the answer, can you plz repeat the question!!!

Love... Dunno y I want to voice(type in this case!!!) my feelings about this weird feeling, we all know by the name..."LOVE"... But I am feeling the urge... Me and my intellectual, spritual, philosophical etc etc etc roommate, often wonder if ppl on this earth even realise what actually feel for ppl around them. If they actually love others as much as they claim to, If they realy care for others as much as they claim... or lets not sound blaming... lets give them benefit of doubt...


So rephrasing the "8th wonder of the hell" for two of us..."Do the know-it-all creatures of this earth love their families, friends as much as they think they do???"



Lets analyse!!!

From the day a child starts understanding(a bit, not completely ofcourse) what all grown up weirdoes are doing around him... He is told, fed, shown :- LOVE YOUR MOMMY!!! LOVE YOUR PAPA!!! LOVE YOUR FAMILY!!!!!!! whether a child wants to or not he is told that u are supposed to, u are entitled to love your family and your family loves u back... Almost every normal human being grows with this fact. So he/she considers that no matter who it is, how it is, whether he like their faces/noses/body structure or not, what they feel for their family is love. But what exactly it is in most of the cases is feeling of relationship.



Now let me put disclaimer here "I am not saying that we all dont love our families/friends, but most of the times we measure it too much than it actually is"

Same goes with other relations, frndships, courtships... We just love the word "LOVE" and are happily ready to name mere affection for someone as LOVE at the click.



But its at the time of trials that we come to know about the depth of our feelings. When in old age a son kicks out his dear MOM, DAD,

Or a father asking his daughter to sacrifise her education or her love for family's grace(In some cases even killing her, Woa and we thght mommy,daddy loved their daughter)...

Or a brother too busy in his meetings and stuff that he didnt think that his sister's labour pains were important...

Or a friend stuck so badly in office that he couldnt attend his best frnd's marriage(which he promised to attend at any cost on one fine evening in college canteen)

A person asking his fiancee to change herself for him just becoz he feels insecure/possessive.

A girl asking her BF not to go out with his frnds and spend time with he whenevr she wants.



Think about the excpectations we have and excuses which we make... then you can measure whether you truly care as much as u claim...

I believe love doesnt arise for someone just because you are related by blood, or u were married or enagaged. Just because someone is ur father, mother, son, daughter, husband/wife or fiancee, u cant asume that u love that person.

I believe closest(i said closest, exceptions are always there) you can come to the purest form of love u can see on this earth is a mother's love, bcoz she loves and cares for her child selflessly... or the love of a stranger who comes in ur life, loves u for who u r, never expects anything back(straight out of some fairy tale, but trust me it happens)



Dictionary meaning: LOVE: . 1.A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.

2. A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance.



Love arises when you feel oneness with the other soul. you feel that he/she is the right piece at right place in the puzzle of your life. When someone touches your heart not just ur hand, who tries to strengthen you, motivate you, beckons you... first one to catch your hand when you lose balance... Someone like an angel, a God.

When you love, u see beyond reasons, think beyond excuses... you are ready to do anything on this earth to make that person happy, from few greeting cards here and there, few loving msgs, some surprises, to adjustments/sacrifices/compromises(small or big) just to make that person smile.

You take time off your busy schedule to talk to ur mom, u rush to see her if she got survicle pain, you save money to gift your father his favourte car, you take a day off to spend a day with your daughter, you try to steal an hour between your connecting flights to sit with ur fiancee on airport waiting lounge... you wake up early or sleep late to chat with ur frnd staying overseas just bcoz he/she is lonely and missing India... You run back 4 flights of stairs just bcoz u forgot to kiss ur husband b4 leaving, you drive for 2 hrs at 4 in the morning to just have glance of ur GF at railway station when she is leavng with her family for a short trip...



When you keep searching for the reasons/excuses/chances to be with ur loved ones, to make them feel special, then believe that you truly love!!! If you have never expected the ppl u claim to love to compromise for you, then believe that you love them!!!



To love someone you have to think beyond youself!!! Love is selfless!!! And it never fades away... Keeps on growing!!!

Getting started....

Well.... M not exactly a writer, except writting some random thoughts, some random poems here and there. Not a kinda person who has some concrete thoughts... always drifting here and there. What else can u expect from a piscean, that too who claims to have 100% traits of a true piscean(M proud of that!!!) I created my profile way back in 2007... never posted anything... and suddenly one fine day(er.. day or night, not sure) my random thghts started taking a shape(God knows what shape was that, lets call it square :P) and I came up with a brilliant idea---------- writting them down... So here I am... now in all this intro I have forgotten the original thought... but hold on, M getting another idea now... Lets march towards the kitchen, 1:16 in the night is ideal time to have choco cake... so here I go... up, up and away...........