Shreya had been in a relationship with Varun for almost four years. She told me that she had the perfect relationship ever! She looked forward to marry him but her dreams were shattered into pieces. She was manipulated and lied to. Though she tried to get him back, her efforts were in vain. She was so broken that she blocked her heart from emotions and herself from happiness. She never believed in love thereafter.
This is just one example of a girl falling in love with her so called “Perfect man,” getting ditched and torturing herself. Many of us have experienced love or are in one of its phases. It’s not the person who was with you gives you identity but how you handle the situation, and move on. Your action is what defines you. If you have experienced a serious heartbreak and find it difficult to move on, here are some simple practical tips that will help you get back to your life and get you your life back! These are simple ways to mend your heart !
1) Give yourself time
After you have suffered the anguish, you need to do what makes you happy. Like reading, shopping, playing, dancing, listening to music, hanging out with girlfriends, touring the world, watching live cricket etc. You have to take a break! Time to forget someone close to you is average two years. It’s not done overnight so to evaporate the pain and the memories, focus on yourself. I’m sure there a lot many things you can do to keep yourself really happy as well as busy. Take care of yourself. Hit the gym, perform yoga, take interest in sports. Physical activity increases the amount of serotonin in the brain, which acts like a natural antidepressant, improving your mood.
2) Connect with friends and family
Remember the happy days when you were little and going to the garden was such an exciting thing? If you were happy before he came, you can still be after he is gone. Get those joyful moments back into your life. Talk to your family. You will realize that nobody loves you more than them. No matter how you are or you’ve been, your family stands tall with you in every circumstance. Connect with the good old buddies and share your grievances with them but don’t drown with it. Go for a “girl’s night out” or invite your friends for a “girl’s night in.” True friends and family are the number one treasure a person can have. Don’t take their worth for granted.
3) Be happy with what you have
There are a lot of things to be thankful for. Observe those people who are below you. You are lucky enough that you have come so far, and there’s still a long way to go. A break-up isn’t the end of your life. It’s a breakthrough in the real world, a world where you have to struggle to live. Remember Darwin’s theory of natural selection? Those who are fit to survive will live and the rest will die. Engage yourself in a healthy competition and think about your future. A breakdown won’t be sufficient to heal your wounds. You need to be happy with yourself otherwise nothing else will make you happy either.
4) Realize that you deserve better
If you were the one trying to keep your relationship under control, then you have played your part well. A relationship isn’t a one-sided affair. Both partners have to participate and compromise. If he was effortless, he wasn’t your type and most definitely he wasn’t worthy of your love. You deserve a man much better and one day he will find you. Have patience and believe in yourself.
5) Block him from your memory
Unfriend him on Facebook, unfollow him on Twitter and Instagram, block him on WhatsApp, Unsubscribe him on YouTube, delete him from your contact list, erase his photos and messages, throw away his gifts, stop listening to music that reminds you of your ex boyfriend, don’t visit places that he is most likely to bump into you and where you might reminisce him and most of all, hinder him from your memories. Think of the good things that you own, the strengths you possess! Create a positive mind-set and direct all your energy towards achieving your ambitions.
6) Believe in love
True love exists. When things don’t happen right away, remember that it takes 6 months to build a Rolls Royce and 13 hours to build a Toyota. Don’t jump into another relationship at once. Take your time, know what kind of a man you want. Socialize on various networking sites and make new friends. However, be careful with every step because you don’t want to end up with a damaged soul and an injured heart. Seize chances. Accept your mistakes. Steal opportunities. Endure pain. Take risks. There’s something you can learn from everything.
(Originally posted at womennow.in
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She was beaten up like an animal and stuck with filthy words, words that had the ability to humiliate you to death. Her parents were cruel to her but it didn’t matter as long as they kept the orphan with them. They blamed her for every bad thing happening to them, whether it was his dad losing a major deal or a glass slipping away from her mother’s hand. They believed that fate had thrown them into a state of inferno after they had adopted her.
She gulped down morsels of food in silence. Tears of hatred and pain were brimming in her eyes yet she didn’t let them flow. Crying was a symptom of the weak and she was strong. Strong enough to stand for herself and find a shelter in this kind world. But she couldn’t. Where would she go? Her friends would want to get rid of her within a few weeks. The orphanage won’t take her because she had passed the age limit of 15. The police would hand her back to her dad. She lived with a bunch of heartless fools but it was them; out of all the people, who adopted her.
Shaking off the negative thoughts, she stepped out of her house. A place where everything seemed positive; a place where her dreams belonged and her parents didn’t.
Very few people possess true artistic ability. One of them is my friend Surabhi whose art can transform misery into joy. Her sketches and landscapes are simply perfect. The crafty strokes of her paint brushes had made my eyes go wide with amazement and my lips stretched into a big “O”.
Here’s a pencil sketch of mine with which she has left me flabbergasted!
And how much does she charge? A mere 300 rupees!($4.5) She can wrap you into canvass using charcoal sticks, pencil, oil paint, acrylic, crayons,wax, you name it!
Hats off to this alluring talent!
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Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
If it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures, sweep streets like Beethoven composed music, sweep streets like Leontyne Price sings before the Metropolitan Opera. Sweep streets like Shakespeare wrote poetry. Sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will have to pause and say: Here lived a great street sweeper who swept his job well. If you can’t be a pine at the top of the hill, be a shrub in the valley. Be the best little shrub on the side of the hill.
Be a bush if you can’t be a tree. If you can’t be a highway, just be a trail. If you can’t be a sun, be a star. For it isn’t by size that you win or fail. Be the best of whatever you are.
Gently falls the bakula, written by Sudha Murthy, is a story of how a marriage loses it’s way due to critical self interests. It is a reflection of social reality.
In the sleepy town of Hubli, lived the two lovers Srikant and Srimati. They were neighbours and their families had been in a conflict since a long time. Srimati had a profound love for history whereas all what mattered to srikant was constant progress. Though the families didn’t go on well, the two were resolved to love each other for the rest of their lives. There stood a bakula tree in the centre of their veranda whose flowers bloomed and the fragrance of it lasted all year. Srikant was attracted to the bakula flower and Srimati always wore a flower on her hair. That bakula flower on Srimati’s long hair had made him fall for her.
After marriage, Srimati and Srikant moved to Mumbai, then called Bombay. Srimati was offered to study abroad but she simply denied the offer because of her dedication to her husband. She had given up her ambition, the first love of her life, history. Srikant was busy climbing the corporate ladder as fast as possible. He paid little or no attention to his wife and her concerns and would always drive away the idea of going to Hubli whenever she insisted. The pressure and rage inside srimati intensified. They had no kids and Srimati felt lonely. Her mother in law didn’t treat her the way she treated her own daughter.She had been bearing silently everything setting the example of a perfect wife. But for how long? Her talents were going futile. She had a hard working husband, money but what was lacking was affection. She wanted someone to talk to her, to listen to what she has to say and appreciate her for what she had done. Srikant treated her like a secretary, except she wasn’t being paid for it. Attending Srikant’s guests, welcoming them, doing his packing whenever he flew abroad, maintaining his schedule, all this was mocking her right into her face. And then came the time to put an end to this torture. She started picking fights, arguing, answering back at Srikant, flaring her anger, pleading and begging Srikant to take a few days off and stay home. His ignorant attitude towards his own wife had made Srimati take extreme steps. She corresponded with the Professor who had offered her to study abroad. She made all the arrangements and flew away, away from Srikant saying she isn’t sure when she shall return.The title fits the whole story perfectly. The bakula flower symbolises Srikant’s and Srimati’s love for one another. Since the flower wasn’t looked after well, it had fallen gently. Srimati going away came as a total shock to Srikant.
The story is written making use of straightforward language and simple, uncomplicated words. It pulls the emotional cords of our heart thus conveying the message. The beginning is dull where Sudha Murthy describes the school life of the two characters. It makes you put down the novel and pick another one. But if you decide to continue reading it, the events and the rising action makes you sympathize with the central character Srimati. It is an open ended story with no concrete conclusion. The narrative style is engaging and simple. I’d rate the novel 3.5 out of five because although it highlights the social trauma effectively, the plot moves slowly and the exposition drowns you into sleep. If the story had a conclusion of Srikant realizing his mistakes and getting back with Srimati, I would have been happier. It makes you doleful and emotional. If that’s what the author had intended to do, then I would say, great job!