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Bad Grade = No Future {W-R-O-N-G}

We’re all having a tough time at school  and if you’re not then good for you! And this  probably isn’t for you.

There are way too many people out there, standing to de-motivate you but you need to keep yourself motivated. Teachers, mentors, parents (Basically most of the adults in your life) are always going to taunt you or nag you to perform better and try harder. They are merely showing concern but their words sometimes lead to de-motivation, anxiety and in some cases depression. Stop taking the words to your heart!! You need to stop making yourself feel bad. You are not stupid or worthless or incapable of doing something in life. Trust me (Actually don’t. I’m just a 17-year-old trying to motivate myself and the rest of you out there.) life isn’t that small and you’ve got a lot of time to figure things out but first, R-E-L-A-X.  Breathe. Chill. Not everything is supposed to be figured out by now.

And the people who keep saying that we’re old enough to know what we want in life are just rushing with their own. Your marks do not define you. One failure doesn’t mean you have no successful future. One bad grade doesn’t stop you from applying for the college you want to go to. Nothing stops you from doing what you want but you. So stop that. Stop holding yourself back, do what you want to. Don’t ever let a bad grade or mark stop you from achieving the success you can.

 

If Bill Gates would’ve given up, we wouldn’t have Microsoft. 

If Walt Disney didn’t keep plugging along, we wouldn’t have Disney.

And that would be DREADFUL. I mean  just imagine- A childhood without all those great stories. Life would be incomplete without Disney and nobody (unless you are emotion-less) can disagree to this.

If Oprah didn’t work towards what she wanted, she wouldn’t be what she is now.

Enduring a rough and abusive childhood as well as numerous career setbacks including being fired from her job as a television reporter because she was “unfit for tv”  didn’t stop her.

Einstein was kicked out of school for being a slow learner.

Everyone thought he was weak and mentally handicapped but was he now?

Issac Newton never performed well in school and was put to work on the family farm.

But then he failed miserably there and was sent off to Cambridge. Now we all know what happened next.

Thomas Edison was told by his teachers that he was “Too stupid to learn anything.”

He failed at work too but then 1,000 failed attempts lead to a successful one.

 

There are so many examples I could state but you get the point, don’t you?

 

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MISERABLE

Walked in and placed my bag,

Thinking about the reaction I’d receive for scoring so low.

“You’re a loser.” Screamed a voice in my head.

“No, I’m not.” I firmly replied.

The voice kept coming again repeatedly,

Saying that I needed to be punished exceedingly.

I ignored the voice knowing that I won’t fall,

Believing that my self-esteem stood tall.

Everything was fine,

Until they came.

Screaming and shouting,

Yelling my name.

I stood still listening to them, 

Every mean thing they said and all what they probably never meant.

The taunts kept coming,

So did the voice.

They said I was worthless,

A waste of time.

If I was in my senses ,

I wouldn’t believe that lie.

But I wasn’t so I took it to my heart,

I gave it the power to destroy me and it did.

I ran back to my room and took out the blade,

Punishing myself for the mistakes I never made.

Miserable and broken internally,

But nobody would believe that.

‘Cause in a world like this,

Ignorance is bliss.

                                                                                                                –Aish =)

Short Story

THE WORDS I CANNOT SAY.

“What are you placing an order for?” Dad asked flipping through the channels.

“I’m pre-ordering a book.” I replied with a huge grin.

“A book?” he looked at me, annoyed. “Is it another one of those stupid fictions you read?”

My smile faded as I blankly stared at his angry expression.

 

“These fiction books aren’t going to get you anywhere. Stop reading them, start reading biographies and guidance books not silly stories people write. It’s not going to teach you anything in life.”

I wanted to say ” You’re right. They probably aren’t going to get me anywhere but they’ll let me imagine, look at the world through another person’s  perspective and more importantly create a vision in my head. They aren’t silly stories people write, If given a pen I don’t think you’d be able to write more than a sentence. You’re wrong about them not teaching me anything, They have taught me to be creative. To use my imagination and explore. Biographies and Guidance books are going to tell me about how a person lived, the ‘great’ things they did, the problems they faced and the lessons they learned, So basically I’m just reading about a ‘great’ person who is trying to teach me about life and its great difficulties but shouldn’t we figure it out on our own? Shouldn’t we make our own mistakes and learn from them?” But I kept my words and tears in and hung my head low, the way people do when they are ashamed of something but it wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

 

 

“The book you’re writing? It’s fiction, isn’t it?” he said with a disgusted tone “Stop writing. It’s a waste of time, won’t get you anywhere in life. What’s it going to give you ? Nothing.”

I stared at the floor with tears rolling down my cheeks. I was furious yet could not say a word in my defense. I wanted to scream “It’s going to give me inner satisfaction. Writing makes me happy, it lets me express myself, it calms me down but you wouldn’t understand that. My interest and passion is different from yours. We aren’t the same people and you need to understand that.” but I didn’t.

 

 

 

I looked at my mom with a pleading look hoping at least she’d understand what I want to say but she never did.

She said with a stern look. “Listen to your father, he knows what’s right. How about you read the books in his shelf? They’ll teach you about life.”

Well, looks like everyone wants to change my choice. I don’t mind reading the kind of books they want me to but that’s not the kind I like. And I as an individual have my own likes and dislikes and they must respect that.

I turned around saying I had something really important to do instead of telling them my point of view. There was a lot I wanted to say but all I could do was tell myself that someday I’ll say the words I can’t say.