DAMN, A REBEL SHE WAS!

Damn, a rebel she was!
For her it was white or black then,
Never was it grey.
She tried, practiced, preached,
She ordered, screamed and howled.
Their ignorance made her heart ache.

How many years would this go on?
Brain now looked around for solutions,
Perhaps she always had resided in her fairyland.
One day she got a wild reality check,
Abused she walked away with her smudged vision.
The blacks and white s did not exist.

Everything was blank yet not black.
She realised all were swellheads,
Did nothing and dealed with it.
Perhaps the society was that way,
Things were always bitterly sweet.
She was now exposed to shades and tints.

Her look out turned grey.
She dealed with it the way all did,
She was praised everywhere.
And cursed deep in there,
Yet her spark did not vanish.
She still was different.

Because she was sad within.
She could not get over her thoughts,
She was now chained by herself.
This made her actively helpless,
She was pleasingly miserable.
For now she started dealing with it.

Melancholy now gained citizenship.
In the villa of her heart,
Which used to accommodate her beliefs.
Tear stained were her cheeks,
To see them shiver out in cold.
She now lived with a heavy heart.

Her struggle towards serenity was over.
People smiled, waved and were eager to see her,
It was peace and spring outside.
And a bloody brutal war inside,
But those eyes held no lies.
And reflected the pain of a rebel.

Damn, a rebel she was!
For her it was grey today,
Never was it white or black.
She tried, silenced, suppressed.
She cried, wept and howled.
Her ignorance now made her heart ache.

Damn, a rebel she was!
Blood scattered deep with in.
Damn, a rebel she was!
- Yakira 👑

22.08.2015

PS: This is a very late post. Sorry. These days I'm trying to sketch so the poem is a description for the sketch above.

CHANGE and CURVES

Tears rolled when I was cleaning the dust off my small writing Journal named 'Yakira Drafts'.

It's almost a month I haven't written anything. 

'26 Shades of Yakira' was supposed to end in the last week of May. 

Only 2 Articles have been published till date. Sigh.

"Why did this happen? What was the reason?"

That's what I was asked.

You can't always answer. I just smiled and replied, "Agony. Disturbances."

Well, was I planning to live with it forever?
Would I never move on? Did that crisis just leave me with all negative thoughts? No plans? No Motivation? NOT EVEN PLANS OF A REVENGE?

No. After almost a month I have decided that I CAN'T LIVE WITH THIS.
Every person needs to move on. Keeping the mental brawls aside.
We need a change and If the slope of the change is positive then it's called progress.
And and. Not to forget. If the slope falls under the x axis then it goes above it, then that is called rising up LIKE A BOSS.

If your life is all good. No fights. No excitements. Get up, Brush, Bath, Study/work, Back home, Eat, Sleep. And something which you might feel like is to die. It's okay. Bleh.
NO CHANGE = BORING. Most common.

If your life is not good. (PS: I didn't say BAD.) Your goody goody life turns upside down ,Arguments. No friends. Get up. Feeling like banging your head. Drowsy, Doesn't wants to go to school/work. Sleeps. cries. Eats. Feels useless. Drinks. Sleeps. And something which you might feel like is to die. It's NOT okay. something has seriously gone wrong and you have to realise that you have to enjoy. You need motivation. Read books. So
NEGATIVE CHANGE = OOOPS. Something is wrong.

If your life is fantastic. The rate of new and exciting things is rising. No negativity. You don't just get up. You get up and decide that this day will be the happiest day of your life. And you will sleep with the notion that the day next should be more happier. Well. this is the Ideal state. But hard to achieve. It's okay. Yeah.
POSITIVE CHANGE = NICE. Achievable provided you are Buddha.

If you have tasted all the above three flavours of Life. Then nothing like it. At some point of time there have been negative slopes, some time constant and some time positive and increasing slopes. WOW. Tomorrow if you come across something wrong you will know how to make it okay for you because you have tasted what was not okay. But does this wisdom come without the negative slope?
PARABOLIC CHANGE = BEST. That is what Life is all about. (Life. Lol. A 14 year old blabbers. But still. )

    

I was at a stable position few months ago, fairly above the x axis. Then I went through the OOOPS stage but I feel that after writing this up I am atleast on the line y=0. And I want my curve of line to go higher and higher and serve me new challenges.

Parabola is a tricky part of co-ordinate geometery. And so is understaanding the need of a change. May be a change in your hairstyle, clothing, car, friends, books, job, surroundings, mental peace. Absolutely a small change would make you more lively and happier.

So, Welcome Changes.

-Yakira.
(20.5.2015)

BAD WORLD or GOOD WORLD?

Me and my friends recently visited an orphanage.
More than the kids there, the dog fascinated me more. He followed me,wagged his tail and became my shadow.
This dog trusted me and went out on a walk with me.
From next time onwards I will also trust dogs who have always scared me.

In today's practical world believing on anybody is a mistake as people take advantage and are cunning and what not.  If trusting anyone at the first go is stupidity but if being trusted by anyone at the first go feels great then tell me why do we think that the WORLD IS TOO BAD?
I wouldn't like this topic to be debatable and hence would like to simplify my first statement into the
WORLD IS NOT SO BAD.

Our 10th standard English Literature Textbook has a poem on how the cunning people in our society easily deceive the gullible and talented people. The lesson delivers a caution note with ease but also encourages the students to doubt or not readily trust anyone.
There is a possibility of the students seeing this world in a negative sense.

Take off that coloured sheet which does not allow you to trust anyone easily.
Move out of the closed shell in which you are jailed for years which echoes that people outside this congested cell want to use you.
tear of the feeling that is preventing you to trust anyone at the first go. (PS: I am not saying of trusting anyone blindly.)

STOP DOUBTING PEOPLE
or else
BE READY TO BE DOUBTED AND FEEL THE PAIN.

In the journey of our mankind, if the journey has to a pleasant one then the carriages of the train would be the humankind and the path paved for this society to move on is TRUST. Only trust.


SO HOW IS THIS WORLD?
GOOD? BAD?

It is your world.
You will decide what is good and what is bad.
Deliberations and antithesis . Important tools.

Yakira 24.04.2015

AWAKENING and AIMS

"Reemaaa. It is monday and you still haven't started your assignment."

"I am just too sad for anything mom."

She was a bit disturbed. A small spat with her bestfriend.

 *beep*

Reema checked her messages on Whatsapp and saw this video of Nick Vujicic , who is an Australian motivational speaker who was born with no arms and legs.

Reema's mom didn't know what happened to Reema.
Reema jumped off and went into her study like been bitten by an insect. She instead, sat down peacefully, closed her eyes and thought on 

'Why the guy who had no arms and legs showed loads of optimism despite of his destiny being cruel to him?'

Her thoughts were fighting and her soul was experiencing guilt, visions and to find an aim for her life. She was guilty because she had not done what she was supposed to do, and today she is not happy in spite of doing what she wanted.

Any person needs an aim. Roaming pointlessly in this garden of life, One day might come that you are tired and that energy you had in your bagpack is eaten. You might sit with repentance as you don't know why have you come so far and how further would you go. 

We start working towards our Aim when we would decide one. But the consistent work comes with an awakening to the soul. Anything done with the acceptance of the soul gives it true meaning and fun.

Awakening?
Nice word ya. But how to recognize it?

Look out for inspirations, hurdles, problems, experiences. Always keep your eyes open, an omen might come your path and leave, without you noticing it. 

Don't wait for an awakening, think and make an event as an awakening. Accept experiences with an open mind.

BE READY FOR AN AWAKENING. IT IS COMING SOON.

Look out for one. Nothing happens without a reason and hence A meaningless event is always an awakening. Bring out the optimism from it.

- Yakira
14.04.2015

PS: Lame post. Deal with it. Suggest and point out mistakes please. So sleepy. And next alphabet is 'B'. So a topic ASAP.
Thank you.

26 SHADES OF YAKIRA

Okay. 11 days not a post.
But lightning struck.

And This is going to be fun.

26 SHADES OF YAKIRA

Yes.
So that I become a consistent Writer and you all are consistent Readers. (Haha.)

26 English Alphabets. 26 Articles and posts.26 Different Philosophical Talks.

The posts will go Alphabetically. So for the next week, it will begin the alphabet 'A'.

I am preparing myself to get geared up. I have to read books. Paulo Coelho and Robin Sharma, help me.

And and. Every Monday, Thursday and Saturday.
9 weeks.

GET GOING. GIVE BLOGGING A NEW DIMENSION.
You all can also give a topic. So think.


- Yuktha
10.04.15

MAKTUB

Hey readers,
Many e-mails and messages have come up asking me what 'MAKTUB' is and why have I renamed my blog so.

"Maktub," the merchant said, finally. "What does that mean?" "You would have to have been born an Arab to understand," he answered. "But in your language it would be something like 'It is written."                                                            -- The Alchemist, pg. 31

Maktub means fate or destiny. The concept comes from the Islamic notion that Allah writes one's destiny and whatever we experience occurs because it is meant  to be.Maktub indicates that He has written all and people should not fear because everything happens for a reason and we are all in His hands. God understands what is to come in our lives because He did write our destinies.

REASON 1

Yakira is too obsessed with the Middle Eastern countries. And Matkub is an Arabic word.
   Istanbul will be the first place I will ever travel outside my own country.
Well, this is because after Reading "The secret letters of The Monk who Sold his Ferrari", this Little Monk who is not even interested in buying a Ferrari wants to travel Istanbul and the rest of Middle Eastern Destinations.
(I started with lame reasons. It's okay. )

REASON 2

Yakira is in love with The Alchemist.
    The Alchemist is a spiritual fable which tells the reader how one is responsible for their own Destiny.
"Because Life wants you to achieve your destiny."
I request you all to read this wonderful book. An unforgettable novel.

REASON 3

With some recent experiences and feelings after much thinking I have started feeling that that there is something that is governing this universe.

IS IT YOUR OWN SELF? YOUR SOUL?

or

IS IT SOMEBODY UP THERE WHO IS RESPECTED BY ALL?

One such reader also asked me who is Yakira?
 Initially I said, "my pen name". a
Later after thinking I had a stronger and good reply.

"Myself, Yuktha in real life is not as quiet, thoughtful and balanced as Yakira. Yakira is my alter ego. I don't write. Yakira does."

(Alter ego. Well I am confused alot. So better name is Yakira. )
PS: I have asked you all a question I want replies. Either comment or E-mail bhadaneyuktha@gmail.com

- Yuktha
29.03.2015

PHASE OF LIFE

"Listen Rekhaaaa"

"What is it now, Mom?"

Rekha was so irritated because her Mom just didn't stop lecturing her on how difficult she is as a difficult teenager.
And then the usual melodrama takes place. So let me just make it clear for you,
I have always seen Parents complaining about their kids on how irresponsible they are, how arrogant they are. Many parents also are fed up of their kids having girlfriends and boyfriends, the fantasy crushes, and the so called typical teenage problems of their kids.
After being too rude they make you realise that your Dad had done overtime when you and your brother were small. Sometimes the emotional reason is Financial Crisis or health and family problems. They tell you how they you used to poop just after your mom sat for dinner. The most famous stories are those in which they tell you how your mom and dad couldn't sleep at night because you used to demand for milk and you used to poop, puke, pee. All gross stuff together.

Just one day, it struck my mind. No offence it might be very very very Rude.

Weren't my parents teenagers?
Weren't they arrogant?
Didn't my parents fall for attraction and in love?
Didn't their parents change diapers for them?
Didn't they cry and their parents make them quiet?
Weren't they fussy?

It is just a phase of life. Today you  might be debted by obligations but you know that tomorrow some body else would be obliged by you.

Yesterday before sleeping Rekha was crying. She was kind of frustrated and also felt sad for the mentality of the people around.

"Many of them do not value Art and Science streams as equals. They do not consider that these fields have their own charm."

That's what Rekha told me.
Some days before when she was not doing so well in some external exams She felt frustrated and stressed. But today She is all happy.
"The struggle to get something is tedious, but the joy after finding the solutions is pleasurable."
You need to be sad to know what happiness feels like. There needs to be an Arid desert to know what it feels when you see date trees in these Deserts. To have the pleasure of drinking water you should be dehydrated.

"When a bad day comes, you know that a good day had passed and a good day will pass."

Recently Rekha mentioned about meeting a parent who did not wish to make their child for the entrance exam of the Best institute around because they felt that their child might get frustrated and go through the same stress we students have had gone.
We both tried to pursue them that they should give it a try.
Frustration and Stress always came in our way. But we never ignored the fact that not forget it should be taught to fight, but not to be avoided.
"Nothing can substitute experience."
We shouldn't avoid situations, many a times we feel that we prevent them. But preventing good lessons is called avoiding them.
Rekha was talking to the parents and while conversing she just mentioned that,

"IT IS JUST A PHASE OF LIFE."

The Uncle there appreciated her. He asked her, "All your friends think like this?"
She said, "No"
A question mark appeared on his face.
She said, "It is because I struggled, I knew how to think, I knew how to fight over problems. I went the challenging way and others gave up."
 And may be because of this Rekha learnt how to think. She went into depths of topics and understood them.

PHASE OF LIFE.
It comes. It goes. Nothing stays forever. So just live the moment. Enjoy it. And fight.

PS: Veronica Decides to Die. Inspired from that book and a personal experience.
And also I do not say that We the teenagers can behave the way we want because if you can't give your parents respect today then You simply cannot expect Respect later. You reap what you sow. 
(But some out burst are fine though. 
Okay this is a very sensitive issue. So deal it yoursleves.) 


-Yakira
28.03.2015

GOOD NIGHT

IRONY 1

"SELFIE!" *pouts*  Aahana Just did'nt stop doing that.

A Facepalm after Facepalm.

 Later, I realised I had gone nuts. ( No, just tomatoes.)

I said Goodbye. Left the Place. We had initially met to talk. Aahana just went through a break up. (Just another breakup. She is just 15.). She said she was depressed. No signs though. Just then a notification.

 "Aahana14 posted a pic. ' More breakups to come.' "

I wasn't rude. Please, she wasn't anymore depressed. She just needed RETRICA. 

IRONY 2

"Dude. I am just messed up." *blows his nose* Raghav, Just didn't tell the problem.

One tissue. Then Another.

Okay. His Mom had scolded him. I had experienced the 'Show'. This stupid girl just ditched him, I was shocked seeing this reaction.(I mean dude, Fly. You are free.) . Still he wanted to tell the dreaded experience again. I switched on the TV. INDIA VS PAKISTAN . (It wasn't live.) The disturbed guy was dancing. I said Okay.

I said Goodbye. Left his house. Shot down the stairs and went back home. He said he needed to talk. Silence and Tissues. Emotional Guy. Just then his status update. 

"GO India GO." ( Buddy , the match is over ages ago.)

I just sighed. I wasn't rude. He just needed a remote.

IRONY 3

"Buddy I am failing tomorrow." *scans pages of the textbook* (Hello, you are no Rajinikant. Get to studying.) Kshitij didn't know a thing. Tomorrow is his exams. He is 16, get a bit serious. But no. He will bunk tutions.

I wrote all the formulae (physics) on the a piece of paper. Kept it on his table.No wonder he had started feasting on my Chocolates now. I let it go. He was busy eating chocolates. Depression You know?

I said Goodbye. Left his home. Raced and went back to my room.

I wasn't rude. He just needed Chocolates. I did my best.

THANK GOD
The day ended. (More ironies would have been lined up.)
People just don't understand why I have such friends. Becuase I like different people. But Today They just did not need me. Materialistic things got them Busy. I had no option but to go to another Crime Site.

Day had ended. The night was still had to be survived. Lost in thoughts. A bit of Frustration. Felt like a used piece of crap.
One option. Switch on the Laptop and THERE YOU GO!  Type. Click.
Boom. Bang. Whoosh.

GET INTO JUST A NEW WORLD?

Back to materialistic things?
Can't We be Happy on our own? Do we always need distractions?Aren't People in actual enough?

Okay, I was acting stubborn with myself this time.

But Then, Why was TECHNOLOGY even in existence?

We were meant to use technology. We are not supposed to depend on it. For instance, If you feel like writing, you don't really need a laptop. A paper and a pen will do. Your fingers and sand will do. Most importantly You are needed.
Technology is a help. They assist you. It is something like Xavi and Messi. But Messi is not dependent on Xavi.
People are so important. I mean the day technology won't work. You will get back to your old friends. HUMANS.
They talk, tell you what is correct and wrong, guide you.
They crack jokes, embarrass you.
They laugh, kick, punch.
They insult you, angry you, use you.
They give you Happiness.
They have talent.
They are determined.
They always want to help you.
SO CALL THEM. THEY ARE PRECIOUS. THEY ARE YAKIRA. (Yes .In true sense, Yakira stands for precious.)

So what did the above letters stand for?
My Dear Diary Experience?
My views about Technology?
My views about Valuing People?
What?

That is for you to think, Because I am too Sleepy..
Good Night. It is 3:30 AM

- Yakira
23.02.2015

PLEASING SOLITARY

"Mom!  I'll go get some air. I'll come for dinner on time. Okay?"

I just did'nt wait for any reply, and raced down the stairs. Ofcourse I could'nt let him go. It was almost 6 o'clock. A whimsical evening awaited at the terrace. The majestic palace we nested in for a couple of memorable days in Jodhpur were so enthralling. Suraj was waiting upthere. So high, I just could'nt reach him.

HAHAHA. Suraj is no guy. It is just the sun. Not 'JUST' the sun. Rather the 'SUN'.

Me, Mamma and Daddy, were acting like serious tourists and being busy bees we had to complete Jaipur, Jodhpur and Udaipur in just five days. These chronicled cities of India need almost 15 days to reside in their soul. In Jodhpur we halted at a Palace. A site which was made into a hotel and the ambience of a palace having a creek.

Being a sensitive nature Juliet.. I treat them like human beings.Thus, Kahlil Gibran is my favourite. (Leabanese poet).

I rushed up to the porch. The lake was a home for many birds especially ducks. Abaft was a temple on a hill. I still doubt whether I was in Rajasthan known for it's deserts. The rays of the sun were reflected by the water, with the ducks swimming there. It was heaven for me. I settled peacefully on a chair and my legs on an airy, big, aesthetic window, a replica of the windows of the earlier times.

Enough of Visual imagery. Let the thoughts speak now.

No thoughts for the moment. No intuitions. No scrutiny, No speculations, No anticipations.
Nothing at all.

Mesmerizing beauty captured my Heart.

Water seemed like shimmering gold with diamonds embedded. And far above was this holy place full of serenity.
How fantastic it felt being alone?

Pleasing Solitary.  

Complete Silence. It is not what the words speak. Your feelings speak. Emotions speak. Thoughts speak. Your true self Speaks. Yes,

Silence Speaks. 

 All alone. But not lonely. Alone is fun. Alone is peace. Alone is less drama.

Hermit-ness Amuses.

 Breath is felt. Loved ones are felt. Past is felt. Companionship is felt.

Moments are felt.

 We be so behind our friends, our social being, our community, our people, family.
My Mom does it all. For me, my brother, Dad, my relatives. She rarely finds time for herself. Well, it isn't just my Mom. This is a story of almost every Indian Female. Or any person dedicated to someone else rather than self. Complete Selfless.

But According to Buddha, the person who takes care of others as well as their own self, is the Idealistic Being.

Say No. Tell your opinions. Question yourself. Question things. People can adjust. Trouble them. It is completely Okay.

Ask,  What works? No. How works? No. WHY WORKS? Yes.

That evening of pleasing solitary, taught me this.

Yakira
15.02.2015

YOU WILL

Recently it was my Best friend's Birthday(she just turned 15). I planned to make a sovernier ( I mean just a small piece of painting which should seem like my work) The thought of making a card went to writing a letter.

The above picture is a work of mine. I spent a mourning Monday on it. I thought of writing sweet words and some words of wisdom which will help her for her life ( I feel so). So the letter is out here:

I wish the bold Black letters "YOU WILL" always give you inspiration. One more year and we will head to the destined path of our choices. 

Whole my life I have been hearing some pieces of crap . out of that I would love to mention some pieces of Cake for you. 

NEVER JUDGE. What you think is your perception. Remember your perception will always differ from others. The comparison won't ever bring about a conclusion because there is no TRUE PERCEPTION. Believe in it and you will never get entangled in Misunderstandings and you lose the mentality of Judging people. YOU WILL bring out peace.

URGE. It's one more year to decide Career choices so Important note. Do what you want to do. Don;t think of options which are painless. If you aren't able to do a certain piece of work doesn't mean that you don't like it. If you have an urge for it YOU WILL always do it.

LIMITING OURSELVES. We tend to give up. Remember just a belief is sufficient for an idea to get wings. Believe in yourself. If you don't believe in your creation how can you instill others beliefs in it? Don't limit, YOU WILL always succeed.

Reach up to the Skies, there is a lot more Beyond it. 

This is all I would like to share with you all. I wrote much more about our friendship. Try giving your friends some pieces of cakes like this on their birthdays. They might relish it for life.

Yakira
3.02.2015 

HOW TO SMILE ON YOUR FUNERAL?

“Broken down on memory lane. Alone together, We’re alone”

The song ended and I decided to look around as I took a stroll. I went as the breeze kissed me. My hair blew. I looked at the clear sky, the sun was about to set. It was light pink reminding me of Strawberry icing. The rustling of leaves. It was just the perfect pleasant spring evening. Everything was so much in place. Suddenly

“Pav!Pav! Unda lelo! Unda!”

In India, especially in a locality where I live, It is quite common to have such vendors moving around with their bicycles. My mom is a regular customer of his. So, I smiled.

Meanwhile, Serenity was shattered and I was a bit disturbed as the perfect spring evening just got a Reality check.

I have this habit of thinking over silly stuff, but Umm... Still

Why does that vendor go around selling stuff? Why does my Dad travel for almost 4 hours a day to manage work and family? Why does the road sweeper get up before he rising sun? Why does my gym trainer work for more than 10 hours a day?

SURVIVAL.

Why did the best cricketer in my town opt for Medical Sciences? Why did a girl inclined to philosophy go for Engineering? Why did a fantastic Photographer go for Commerce? Why did the excelled artist go for Computers? Did they go because of less scope in the field they were masters in? (It is a convention. There is a big world for everything.)

NO SCOPE.

They thought so. People around them thought so. And yes, We still think so.

FUNNY, RIGHT?

They knew what their interest was.                                                                                                           They knew what they would like to do.                                                                                                      Just because there wasn't any Guarantee, They did not do it. How Thoughtful?

Well it might be correct.

Such fields provide great Employment options. A settled life, Beautiful partner, well dressed kids, a farmhouse. Further a Retirement and.

Oh, Yes! A FUNERAL. (All sad. You are sad.)                                                                                   All your life you deviated from the path you Loved, just because you wanted a fat wallet?                    Did that ever give you Eternal Happiness?

Well it might not be correct.

You will have happiness with limited money. Days of struggle with a partner who loves you despite your flaws, satisfied kids and an apartment. And RETIREMENT?                                                         NO. Because you never worked. You loved your work. You won’t ever feel to stop it.

Oh, Yes! YOUR FUNERAL. You will SMILE. Yes all happy.

A Struggle for Happiness and Happiness with struggle. It makes a great difference. Following your heart makes a great difference.

The stroll ended with thoughts fighting, I wanted to know what is correct. But, There is no TRUE PERCEPTION.

I had dinner and went straight to the bed. I checked Facebook.

 A senior had wished his musical instrument  10 years of joy. I asked my friend about him. She said he makes films and plays a variety of musical instruments. (I remembered of hearing him once or twice.) I texted him.
 WHAT WAS THE REASON BEHIND TEXTING A STRANGER?

I had just found a Royal Bengal Tiger in Rajasthan. How rare is that? Everyone does not follow their Passion. ‘Such people are like inspiration to me, encouraged me to start writing all over.’

“Senior, You are like the block behind this blog.”

I slept with the notion , That the WORLD IS STILL CHANGING.

“Follow your heart, You will discover your true self.”                                                                                  

  “BE DIFFERENT. BE YOU”

-Yakira
6.02.2015

YOU WILL CHANGE THE WORLD

Think when you were still a kid, everything was POSSIBLE…
You put a BLANKET over your back, then u became a SUPERMAN…
You take your moms BROOM and ride over it, then you became a witch…
You climb the TREE not knowing that you might fall, You simply MADE IT…
You just had an IDEA, and made in HAPPEN, because you BELIEVE…
You were then CREATIVE with strong BELIEF…

As You became a adult, things were a little DIFFERENT…
When you failed in the exam, You thought that you could NEVER make it…
When you had a brilliant proposal, You thought may be it is NOT the right time…
When you wanted to start a business, You thought may be it is NOT easy…
When you are already in business, You heard someone say do NOT take a risk…
When you have a brilliant idea,
That create more JOBS for POORER NATIONS,
can provide better living for more people…
can make our nation proud…
can help the growth of the nation…
can create a better world…
But then you said that YOU were NOT SURE,A
You are still CREATIVE but with more DOUBT,
Then years LATER, You heard someone had the same idea as yours…

WHAT MAKES HIM SO DIFFERENT FROM YOU???

His action, his idea which he put in reality…A
He will be the most creative Entrepreneur of the year…
His action won him Recognition…
Then you start to REGRET…
Think when you were a kid…If that idea came by when you were still a kid.
COULD YOU HAVE TAKEN THE ACTION???
When back then, You still BELIEVE……
That it is NEVER too LATE… You just need to have an IDEA and to make it HAPPEN…..
YOU STILL CAN…
IF YOU BELIEVE…

CREATIVITY STARTS FROM A BELIEF….

Yakira

15.11.2014

A HERO'S TALE

A man expresses,

As I was growing up, my dad was my hero – Straightforward, kind and loving. From humble farm beginnings, he became a successful international businessman. His coworkers loved him because he was a leader, who helped out whenever necessary; and never spoke negatively about anything or anyone. A hero!

Dad provided everything to us. Never complained: completing and correcting our home works, officiating disputes with a kind resolve, even laughing at our worst jokes. My hero!

My dad was always there for people. His sense of humor and smile welcomed strangers into our home. His willingness of lending a hand. A Hero!

My dad worked for long hours and weekends. I remember asking him the simple question: “Dad, why do you love your job so much?”

Without taking a second to blink, my dad, my hero; looked me in the square of my eye and replied,” Son, I don’t love what I do. I got to work to make money. I do what I love on the side.”

I as shocked. WHAT!? That’s impossible. The happiest person I know disliked what he did for living?and he hadn’t had a chance to pursue his dream!

Feeling very sad. I whispered, “That seems wrong.”

My dad leaned forward and said,” That’s life- It is the way the world functions.”

At that moment my definition of HERO changed.

because instead of agreeing with him, I replied, “DAD you told me over and over that I can accomplish anything I desire. What about you?

Staring at me, my dad replied,” I’ve always wanted to help people to build their dream products. He told others about his goal and all of the people he had helped in the past became his new support team.

My dad built his dream career and simultaneously changed my definition of hero forever. It is now, A hero is :

Anyone who dares to take action to achieve his goal.

 Yakira

22.02.2014

IDEALESS

PC: MYSELF

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE IDEA LESS???

In the past few days I was terribly ill. Well don’t get so scared it was just fever and cold but I’m a person who can make fuss of anything..
So however on the third day of me being ill. Talking was like just IMPOSSIBLE. Still, I went on with my normal routine. I met my Sir,

So he advised me that if you are just doing nothing… so You can Write… I think that he thinks that I am someone who writes as flawlessly as him!!! I just write when I have no one to speak .. just to express myself.. but at that moment I was not ready to accept his advice.. and people who know me say that is is hard to win an argument with me.. anyways I just told him that

I’m IDEALESS

He widened his eyes and repeated ‘IDEALESS’.. .. I was like ,”Yes !!!IDEALESS”… then he told me in a funny way that you can write about how does it feel to be IDEALESS… that was the time when it stroke me… so I think you all should be grateful that you are able to read this just because of him. Also don’t forget that its 2 states music that I’m listening to and typing what I feel without thinking too hard.

Well being IDEALESS

It is a very nice feeling……….
As I completed biology homework… it’s something which is never ending …
But I completed all boring tasks because I had to do things very robotically…
But I think that there should be such a phase of mind that we remain IDEALESS so that we complete all the nonsense work this universe expects us to do..
But when we are Idealess there is one more plus point that we are eager to get idea.
Well when we r IDEALESS we are ready to listen to people… I mean we just don’t poke in between. We want to listen about something so that we have at least some to think….
Also when we are idealess we behave as if we just don’t care about the world behind.. I mean I just don’t realize that is 2 in the morning and I’m still awake when I know I have to wake up at 6 in the morning…
I just can’t believe that I listened to my dad without any argument and I’ve completed the little task which he gave me…
Instead of just trying to deduce more about the person I’m talking to … I just blankly look at that person and I try to listen to him just blankly but making sure that I think on it later…
I just laugh remembering something which happened in school while doing something else… but I bet I haven’t missed school.So think this phase, I’ve only termed as IDEALESS… but things has more deeper meaning which I am yet to discover…

I used to just.(I WONT STOP. I WILL HAVE TO MAKE MY SELF STOP)

well the story is long I don’t want to bore you with all my experiences rather I want all of you to just share your experiences…
But after completing all this I’ve come in another odd phase of being JOBLESS.. But now please don’t expect that I write an article about being jobless… I’m not that jobless…
Well now I see how many words I’ve written I see it long …. I’m like WOW! I’m so talented I can write about being IDEALESS ….
But I seriously wanted to write how it feels to be idea less
I feel really light … I mean I can openly talk to people … I feel that I’m completely lost it.. I feel that I can behave however I want … I just don’t care.. I don’t look behind and regret 
what I have spoken.. I speak what I really want to speak not what others want to hear.. I become the original ME… and IM LOVING IT! (Bow chick chick WOW WOW)  

Being IDEALESS feels to be like a feather freely falling who feels to be weightless bt knowing that it has mass… it’s a long journey…But this feather knows that however long this journey may be she does not know whether she will land up drowning in a river or landing softly in the plane or just banging into an rocky mountain.. The end is undefined but yes it has one… Good or bad… positive or negative…

LET US THINK ABOUT STUFF BLANKLY. IT HELPS. Seriously, try it ! 

-Yakira

20.07.2014

GETTING STARTED

It's a Streetlight. PC: Myself.

'Yakira' ! Yes thank you for reading my blog www.yakiradrafts.blogspot.com . Feels nice to have the third blog of mine. Well, Ive been a blogger since Grade 6, Ive tried out different sites, but blogspot.com was the best. It gives you many options and is very fast. I suggest you must try having a blog of your own. It feels nice. (Well, yes, It does)

Ive tried putting up some of the same posts up here again. So, yes WHY DO I BLOG?

Well I write becasue I feel that unless I dont pen my thoughts down I really dont agree upon them.

I would welcome Ideas, Suggestions and Opinions. Still an early bird in the big world.

The idea of psuedonym felt promising because I felt it gives you complete freedom. So, Pen Name ; YAKIRA! PS: Its a Hebrew name.

Lets get started, I look around the world. I feel that there is alot to be thought upon. Out of the many attracting parts in life, I write about the most Striking ones. My personal anecdotes would be very often to be seen. Movies are my greatest inspirations. So are books and infact NATURE! Nature makes me think, wonder...

And then Im all lost in my thoughts.

The feelings of mine are written in the brackets (usually) .

I am a very irregular blogger. Well after Studying there is the suction of creativity and I need Vacations to enlighten it.

Some old but good posts first and then the NEW ONES.

- Yakira

25.01.2015