Its’ still raining.

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger!

Heard this a lot, haven’t you? So, here is something that didn’t kill me. So that’s a win, right? And may be I haven’t become stronger, but in a way it is comforting. You must be wondering what I am talking about. The title says raining, the quote says about killing and becoming stronger. Didn’t make any sense, right? Yeah, I am rocking the same boat as you. Nevertheless.

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I would like to thank Soumya Mishra who blogs at Mundane Musings for honoring me with an awe-awe-awe-some award : “The Inspiring Blogger Award”. Here is a link to her post. I know, right! This is awesome. The writer is awesome. And I am awesome ! [everybody nods a BIG NO]. And what’s more ah-mazing is I am INSPIRING. [ everybody nods a BIG BIG NO]. So, thanks Soumya for considering me worthy of the blog award. I really appreciate it. So, the tasks / rules / procedure-you-need-to-follow-once-you-are-given-a-blog-award :

a. Thank the person that nominated you.

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b. Add the logo to your post.

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c. Nominate 10 other bloggers you think are inspiring. (I’m not gonna hit 10 right away)

[ I think I am going to hold on to this one and will nominate in the days to come. I haven’t been able to read all the blogs that I am following, not to mention that I haven’t been writing either. So, my apologies for both the tasks which I am supposed to be doing. ]

d. Answer the questions given to you.

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e. Give 5 new questions for your nominees to answer.

[ To be decided once I nominate … ]

Questions that were given to me :

1. What is your best childhood memory?
When I was going to my home in my car and saw the sun move along with me. I thought it was following me. And then at night the moon did the same. I totally had the impression that I somehow controlled these two. The worst part of this was realizing that they weren’t really my “friends” and even worse was when I told this to my cousins. I think they laughed for days, perhaps years ! 

2. Favourite TV Show of all time?
This is insane. I have a couple hundred. Okay, I am exaggerating, but really it’s not possible to pick one. Growing up has always been finding new things to watch and a few always struck a chord, either inspiring or funny or serious or insane or psychopathic or immoral or erotic or (whatever other kind is left), I love them all. 

3. This might seem a little too kiddish, but what is your favourite Disney movie?
Frozen.  Big Hero 6. The Lion King. Toy Story (series). Monstors Inc. The Incredibles. 

4. What is your goal in life?
I don’t have one. Yes, I know how can one not, right ? If you know me, like really know me, even then you wouldn’t believe it. Yes, I know I should get one or two or three or four. [ I think I need to work on my soccer skills. Yes, I need to learn soccer first. Then score some GOALS. I am 24. I am too old for that shit, don’t you think? ]

5. FRIENDS vs How I met your Mother . Which one do you prefer?
F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER ! But the former has been a great great one, HIMYM did fairly well, except for the ending part though. Yes, I can’t choose between things. ( Why do you think I am bankrupt? or don’t have a goal ? )


P.S. If you have read till here, you are an Inspiring Blogger, because I like your patience and daring nature and umm what do we call it, yes… guts, because I don’t have any of those. [ everybody raises their hand and nods YES ].

Until Yesterday
Midnight Shadow ( eɴɪɢma.)

The Mid Year Crisis.

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We have a coin in our hand and we have 4 choices. No, don’t laugh at the numbers. That is how it is. We toss the coin taking two of the four options at a time and eliminating one. Yes, it is a very tedious process, yet we do it. No, not because we have a lot of time. But because we aren’t sure what we want. It’s like selecting an answer for the multiple choice question. You have to chose only one and you don’t know the answer, so what do you chose? You try all the nursery rhymes or go by elimination by odd looking one. And you pick one. So, you end up picking an option with a probability of one in four chances, it could be right.

My choices were pretty simple. a. No b. No c. No d. No. And I chose Yes. I mean how did that even come into picture, right? It’s like the question where people makes jokes about saying, if the bullet is traveling at the speed of light and of the target is at a distance of 10 km, what is the color of the shoe that the shooter is wearing? Was this example lame? I know right! So is my situation. My circumstances were totally different and all I had to say was No. And guess what I ended up saying ?

All this hastiness from my side led me into a pit of trouble. And I am not so sure how to climb myself out of it. The pit is pretty deep and I don’t even have the resources to get out of it. (If I may interject, I am explaining the situation in metaphorically speaking). And it is from tomorrow. The whole weekend I have been thinking why couldn’t I just say No. I was in the similar situation last year (present month minus two months). All I had to say was No. But as you might have guessed I chose the opposite. For the next three months I struggled like anything to get out of that pit. But I did get out eventually since I had a few resources at my disposal. But this time, the pit is deeper and with no resources, I don’t think I could see the light of the day. I had opened this tab a million times whether to write this or not, whether I will jinx this or not. No, I am not superstitious, but lately nothing has been happening according to what I have planned or wanted to happen. So, I feel like I am drowning in the quicksand, made my me.

Whenever someone feels low and needs inspiration, I am there to give it to them, even if the odd seems to be in huge number. For the past three – four days, I tried to calm myself down / soothe / distract / inject some positivity / whatnot. Each second I am nearing it, the more the mind is getting crazy. I thought may be writing about this might help. But I am still not feeling the positive vibe. Looks like, I am sinking.in.the.quicksand.faster.suffocating.yet.alive.each.second.each.moment.

God help me! Oh snap, he ain’t on my side no more. Yet, God help me please, if you ever chose to listen.

The Tale Of Irresistible Fads And Creating ASmart-world!

Profound.
A sneak into the present day, a little into the future.
Meticulously written.

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It is assumed that the pulse of the society is measured by the advertising we foster. The fads, we foster.

As individuals who share equal responsibility towards a better and peaceful tomorrow, what do we do?

Pardon me, if I sound too preachy. This ain’t that kinda blog post, peeps.

Advertising, today is a reflection of us, the hard working parents, the glorious life of the single people and not to forget the lonely 40+ plus bunch. It was about people, all kinds of them. Whatever or whoever you are, we’ve got you mapped they said. We transformed. We became the inevitable bunch of the infamous Target audience.
We evolved again. For better and worse. Now, over the past decade, There’s no target audience. There’s just cool people and un cool people. We made a bunch of things, activities and traits to classify people into categories. The mechanism works on…

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The Reason.

I hide beneath a face, why? What am I scared of? What am I running away from? What is that pulls me in to this unreal reality? Questions! Questions everywhere and answers, yet unfathomable. Why? Did I do something wrong? Did I take a wrong turn? Why do you hide, why do you have to hide? Who are you? What are you?

When I started a blog a couple of years ago, I wasn’t sure what it was and what it would lead to, so I just started socializing and blog hopping and then fast forward 6 years, I still have no idea what I am doing. But I did learn a lot of things, met a lot of people. The post that we write play a very important role in everything. So, if we are conscious about the target audience, we will tailor cut the content, make it presentable and “socially” acceptable for the people, because come on who likes the bitterness of people and their arrogant curses. So, for 6 long years I had been writing and tailor cutting the content. And then one day I saw my diary, the one I have been using it as an idea generator, a companion for writing stories and anything and everything. I was surprised when the book was almost getting over and I haven’t published even a single one from it. I realized that most of what I have written can’t be posted as it is. I had to scratch a lot of it and replace the words and make it a sort of “PG” rated, which doesn’t raise brows and pointed fingers. Looking at that I realized that I wasnt expressing exactly what I wanted to say. I’m writing keeping in mind what others will think about it and streamlining the content accordingly. But there is a voice inside my head which screams otherwise. The voice which we all have been avoiding, because sometimes it’s not what we want, what we think, what we feel is not right. Isn’t this what we call wearing a mask ? 

When I was in college, I wrote a post about a group of guys who were organizing a farewell party and taking huge money for the same. First of all that much money wasn’t needed for whatever they had planned for the so called party, but if we include the “After party” yes, it is fine. But no such information was passed onto us. So, most of the people I knew weren’t happy. And I wrote precisely about that. Now, mind you, I did publicize about my blog everywhere, because lets call myself attention crazy, but no one, let me repeat NO ONE ever visited my blog. But as soon as I post this, the next day after class, I was surrounded by a bunch of guys and was finger pointed at. I was almost at the verge of getting beaten up, or that’s what it looked like. They didn’t seem to reason with me and eventually, I had to retract the blog post, well because there was no point arguing over it. I don’t know why I did that, but I had to.

This one time I was searching for the meaning of love and how it felt like and was gathering information from the people who were in love or were. There was this one super crazy story which blew my mind. I had to write it as a post and ofcourse I hid the names and wrote it in the most generalized way possible, yet the person in question got the wind of it. It doesn’t look so well once it is out and the people know about it. Sometimes it’s the friends who are no longer friends, or sometimes they dig up a very old post which concerns them and that leaves a bitter taste. Trust me, I have been there. There are fucking stupid people out there who are just stupid and we have to act nicely to them but can’t do much about that. We just have to keep it inside and may be vent out a few ugly curses on the paper to be crumbled later. And then there’s me, the things that I hide from people, because for the world I’m the most decent – generous – kind guy and a good writer. But I’m not. I suck at writing. I am very bad at English. And the internet these days us just spoiling my little known English.

So I started being an anonymous and believe me, I have tried a million names before I could end up with this stupid one – Midnight Shadow. You have been wondering what kind of stupid name this is. I apologize for the thoughts you had to have when you saw the name. I have been a fan of Dexter tv series and he calls the voice inside his head “The Dark Passenger”. Like I said earlier that the voice inside my head becomes voiceless because of the people and everything around us, I wanted to give that voice a voice. I decided to be honest, brutal and truthful. No matter what the consequences, I thought of letting out my inner demons and fight the unsung battle.

But then the people here have been so sweet and generous and kind and very nice, I had to retract a few posts about myself because I didn’t want to mess up the good guy image that I had been creating for myself. I forgot about the voice and started being normal, tailor cutting the stuff. And the voice slowly became voiceless. So, I apologize in advance and would advise you be awry of the posts which might not be as pleasing as they are supposed to be. And thanks for your time.

Journey – “Day 3 : ‘3 Quotes 3 Days Challenge’ “

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I

I took the one less traveled by.”

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Make your own way. The world is at your feet, you mind is at your disposal and let passion lead the way. People may not understand what you are doing or where you are heading, they don’t have to. It is you who need to make way, create way for yourself. No, it will not be easy. Because people will tell you to stop, will make fun of you, will try to let you down, because they never had the guts to take a chance, the courage to follow their dream. But you do and that is all that matters.


It’s raining awards.

We put a lot of effort into a work, the work we love and are passionate about. All we expect in return is not a reward, but as small as an appreciation. 

I have been nominated by the amazing Kritika Vashist for not one, but two awards. The awards being “Dragon’s Loyalty Award” (The Dragon’s Loyalty Award is an award for the loyal fan/commenter, whether the recipient is a fellow blogger or just someone who follows and comments regularly) and “The Premio Dardos” (The Premio Dardos is given from one blogger to another, in recognition of cultural, ethical, literary and personal values that are transmitted in the form of creative and original writing).

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Thank you very much, Kritika, for the awards and considering me worthy of them. Here comes the fun part :

The rules are same for both the awards:

1. Thank the giver and link their blog to your post. [ check ]
2. Pass the award on to other bloggers of your choice and let them know that they have been nominated. [ … in progress ]
3. Give 7 facts about yourself. [ here it goes ]

7 Facts about me :

a. I have three blogs ( active ) and a few inactive blogs. But I am trying to manage all three of these at a time.

b. I choose to be anonymous (Midnight Shadow – what kind of stupid name is that, right?) because I wanted to write and express myself the part of me that I couldn’t do with people knowing about me. This was supposed to be deeply personal and silent part of me, which refuses to leave the pages of the diary, but I have totally failed in that aspect.

c. I am an addict. I am addicted to caffeine. Sometimes, I have no idea how much coffee I drink. The funny part is that whenever I go to a coffee shop, they know what I want, I don’t have to stand in the queue also, which is a good thing, I guess. And also, I have spent so much time in these shops that they might start asking for rent from me.

d. I am a junk food eater. (I know what you are thinking. Wasn’t coffee enough for this guy? Now Junk food also?). Believe it or not, I had this as dinner for 5 days a week. It’s like I am giving these fast food centers a sizable amount of salary each month (but on a daily basis).

e. I don’t talk much. If you think my comments are longer or my posts are longer, so the actual me would be one hell of a talkative person, No, I am not. I don’t talk at all. If you were to ever meet me, you will definitely consider me as an impostor,

f. I am too lazy and a very good procrastinator. I will look for the easy way out. Or else I just abandon it, just like that. And I procrastinate a lot, like all the time. That is why, I am writing this after 2 days. Finally, right?

g.I am a complete TV and movie buff. I watch almost all the movies and the television series that get aired. Yes, I have huge collection in the hard disks. I think I might need to dispose of them to make more room for the new ones.

And the nominations for the awards are :

Secretive Writer

Himali Shah

Azalea

Alisha

Shreya Sudesh

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PS : There is no obligation or compulsion that you have to follow the rules, you can just accept the award. Thank you. I think I have to intimate them. On it.

3 Day 3 Quotes Challenge – Day 1 – ” Character “

“Words are a powerful, they create the worlds, they destroy them as well. As fickle as they may be they are beautiful if you love them. Ask a poet, ask an adventurer, ask anyone. They set the meaningless inquisitions to peace. They begin a revolution. All you need to do is love them.

An interesting challenge has come up and I love challenges.  Sometimes, the time doesn’t permit, but still I’m here to be part of the challenge. Secretive Writer has nominated me for the challenge. SW is an amazing writer. Please do drop by and check out the blog.

Ouotes are interesting. I love them and if the challenge was for 100 days, I could still do it. They are short and inspiring. Just a few words are enough to motivate you and bring a change in your life, impart a new perspective. Anyway, cutting to the chase, this is my quote (below) for the challenge. No, not mine. The reason for choosing this is it’s resemblance to my screen name.

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Darkness. We may admit it or may be not. But we all have that part in us, that little dark part of us. But what we make of it, defines us.

There seems to be some rules. So…

Here are the Rules :

1. Thank the person who nominated you.
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2. Post a favourite quote of yours for 3 consecutive days,  obviously  a different quote   each day from any book, any author of your choice. It could also be your own quote. 
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3. Nominate 3 bloggers with each post to challenge them.  
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Nominations :

1. Kritika Vashist

2. Zeebam

3. Himali Shah

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