Saturday, 30 July 2016

A Message...

It was very painful… There was searing pain down my spine and all I could do was whine. No matter what I did, my hand was always aching. There were 4 Madams around me all trying to stop my crying. I was suffering severe pain that would never subside. I requested them not to call my parents as my parents would drop everything and come for me.

The Madams asked me how it all happened and I replied by saying that: I was playing tug of war. The opposite side let go of the rope, and I being behind someone who was way taller than me, was unaware of that, pulled even harder, and so I fell down my body-weight on my wrist. It was like any other strain but this one just would not end. On the contrary, it was even more painful. I could hear ringing sounds that were not real.

I was crying and so the madams called the sports sir. He checked my arm and later said that I need to consult a doctor. My mother, who was very busy within those days for she used to organized exhibitions and events while my father used to handle the business empire, against my wishes, was contacted. My father came to pick me up 15 minutes later. We went to the Doctor who first got an X-Ray done. Later we got it examined and we got the news that I had a Green-Stick fracture and needed a plaster. There was a night out at the school which was organized every year where we would spend one night at the school on a winter-weekend. There were lots of activities that were planned one of which being a talent show. I was scheduled to dance on a Bollywood song that night.

My plans were ruined and now I was all the more unhappy. Before getting my plaster done, I asked the doctor to finish it before evening as I had a dance. He allowed me to dance when I asked him if I could and as promised got my plaster done by 6:15. I then went home to freshen up. After that, I went back to school; danced my heart out and was appreciated for my courage, passions for dance, elegance and swagger.

I had that plaster cast for 3 weeks and for the rest of the time people wrote my examinations or did my homework while I dictated. I grew closer to so many people within these 3 weeks and now instead of remembering those 3 weeks as painful and sick times, I remember it as 3 weeks where I grew closer to people, learnt a lot of life skills and most importantly – fostered happy memories…

Thus, folks, I have 2 messages to share with all of you:

1. Be yourself; No matter what -- Enjoy Life [ Carpe Diem because YOLO ;) ]. The ultimate goal anyone should have is their happiness and if being a Multi-billionaire is what is going to give you happiness then follow your dream, work hard and achieve that goal. If just playing guitar all day is what makes you happy, then do it. However, that does not mean you break the law, or defy social norms or hurt sentiments or anything that you would regret when you have more sense (J) --- Just do not let them define you.


2. Do not let anyone tell you that you cannot do it… A great company once said: “Just do it.” JJ. Do not let anyone else decide your capacities for you. Had I not even dared to ask the doctor, I would not have danced, I would not have defied all the mind-sets of those people who thought I had no chance of dancing with a fracture on a December night nor would I have shown another glimpse of my passion for dance.


So guys and gals, moms and dads, bro and sis’, all those who are reading post you incidents in the comments section if you have any and it is also an offer to all those who are reading that if you ever want me to write on a certain topic please post the request in the comments section and await my response…

Lots of Gratitude,
Samruddhhi Kotecha




Friday, 29 July 2016

Yet Another Cinderella Story...

“A Cinderella Story”

My friend took me to Paris’ most famous shopping mall,
She was all excited as she had to get a dress for that night’s ball.

The various colorful dresses and just seeing them got me on cloud nine,
She chose 25 of them and said, “Sadly only one can be mine”.

She tried the first one and she couldn’t help saying, “What is that?”,
But unfortunately, the very first dress made her look fat!

I jokingly said, “As it turns out, Cinderella has nothing to wear”,
She sarcastically  replied, “Maybe Fairy Godmother has some advice to share”.

I said, “Pick that dress in the corner, I know you’ll look lovely in it,
When the Prince sees you, I’m sure his heart will split”.

The dress was a tube, made of tulle of the most shocking pink ever seen,
She quickly signed the cheque and remained as happy as she had ever been.

So just like the story, Cinderella did go to the ball,
Moreover, she just loved being the prettiest girl in the hall.

Time came for choosing the dance partners at the ball,
But before the Prince could choose, Cinderella let out a bawl.

Her dream was battered, her hopes were shattered,
For her at that moment nothing else mattered.

The Prince did not choose her as he was not the first to choose,
It was his cousin, who unfortunately, looked like a goose.

After she went home, she told everyone why the dress was a waste of money,
And laughter followed and so she said, “It’s not very funny!”

After that day, Cinderella learnt her lesson and never got her hopes up high,
Because the tragic disappointment always made her cry.

So this was the story of Cinderella, who was as pretty as a doll,
But she never could get the chance of dancing with the Prince at the ball!


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Another Note!!

Hello Viewers, Once Again!!

Sorry for the numerous notes by me but I have to catch up for the time I have lost in the last few years and renew all the old stuff I had put when I was 10. So, basically this note is to all my viewers to tell them that in the next fortnight all the old stuff that I do not deem fit any longer would be gone and all the new stuff of the past few years would replace it...

I would love to hear your views on this decision and all my upcoming posts. For the promise to post something new every fortnight, please refer the older post for I intend to keep the promise. 

So, viewers please, even if it one line please post the feedback, issues [ If any and I certainly would ensure there aren't any ;) ], comments, views, suggestions or anything you would want me to know. 

Viewers, also note: I would only see your comments every fortnight for I have my own high school stuff to work upon... Also, please make sure all you viewers have a discussion amongst yourself and along with me. It is always interesting to talk to people even when you do not know them :) :) :)

Lot's of Gratitude,
Samruddhhi Kotecha

Note to the Viewers


Hello Viewers!!

Thank you so much for being persistent on viewing my blog!! My apologies to everyone for I had been pre-occupied for the past few years and I couldn't update my blog. However, I promise that my blogs will be at-least fortnightly from now on!!! I am going on 14 and have been writing many poems for a few years and that is what I want you all to await...

I live in India and I have been to a National Level Competition, arranged by an organization called: "Katha" that writes for children, after passing through multiple levels/test/hurdles and won a Grand Prize there that only 50 participants of India could get!!!

So, please keep viewing my blog, commenting, suggesting and encouraging me....

Lots of Gratitude,
Samruddhhi Kotecha.

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