Quarter-life Crisis

<div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34YOKl8rtZOpaChUZYuzdJ7SD9DeTzWq-grzbLZNvbrJwcrj3WtMYw1r8FFysLDyovO4hOUWqMecaEzwQu02Bo12YxMF03Nxh_srJS8jsBAiuM0czIwJY_6Y9Zypdjaf6_h2soypqa9hW/s320/fly.jpg" width="320" /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> <br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> <img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifWOJ9AKKink4QbsU1cCXbIeF50OhByXQuFWvl5vyg7QiKEmR-8rKeHpiU4Or24qN1RNWrDNo-djJ8XYoIXg1JqlQ7p3dVn9OLETKQCPhq3nggjFNlsjdprJfInQvPgpe0s9EjpTA5KNlz/s320/create.jpg" width="320" /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> <img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD3d0Ewp1_m1R9hyphenhyphen7UwcmodpcId6jc0z9mPHrZHTfij3Yb5v-4sBlra9nPyKdZ309mGwVL3-Jo6sx7Gh3n950G3sCEjHUHJWb4cCpFAzsxPu31UXuwktXnvkcrwX6Lq7Q_veoIBdlSMhUJ/s320/crises.jpg" width="239" /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> What you may not realize is that every one reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> This is called as Quarter-life Crisis."</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> <img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyt6dA2qYCTN8sidmxBX0hKdPXDAkDu7V546mwKlIx2-LOQbUq8fPLAYF7dFdF7pVhZ-4YKmZr54haoPSPkCYuNIJCPEhV8b0Meb-1I7EJABH6W-LI0iSPFrS5TmN0ZTkKkW0RYYsCTTPN/s320/quarterlife_crisis_shirt.png" width="320" /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span></div>

Quarter-life Crisis

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and ma...

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Music is my lifeline

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSDow0azBPcTUTX_43dxEpkP6kWZ74S_a74GxQvVQuRh5_wUOqst8V9RtO-Lx6gLuwFAko-_leRslolhm2VjPr8a9uxVNnXXo6sG1A4oAmvUaUbTmHfo5RHvVdi7JLuSea2BFxJtLb2Fl/s1600/l.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="112" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSDow0azBPcTUTX_43dxEpkP6kWZ74S_a74GxQvVQuRh5_wUOqst8V9RtO-Lx6gLuwFAko-_leRslolhm2VjPr8a9uxVNnXXo6sG1A4oAmvUaUbTmHfo5RHvVdi7JLuSea2BFxJtLb2Fl/s320/l.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Could that story about 'The Pied Piper' luring all the rats out of the city on the tune of his pipe ever be true?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well, I think yes.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Music can be so magical, a person only realizes it when he feels it. Its not like it takes you on a whole new magical journey, but it does bring a slight variation in your mood which might sometimes go unnoticed. It can make you happy when you're sad or it can open the doors of grief while you're in a perfectly normal mood. It can even scare you sometimes.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">As soon as those sound waves touch your ears, a frenzy begins. It all depends upon how you let the music take control of your emotions. If you resist it, you'll never be able to observe its enchantment.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">New genres of music have been popping up every other day, which is quite exciting. Exploring new music has no limits, there are unlimited artists from different corners of world who have been creating some awesome music everyday.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihjdaks4C_6-4I13u9REO_2nwj5Ny8S6IAHRdWQ_0PMOuXra0DC00q9dRFTj7uG1FS52DW0dyrBCIkGfU9woEmSmp24VDVnx4AnwmK9VngLxBH8hudQDqHyrY5SHLBKRT7cumwPQC2_wHy/s1600/35513-music-is-my-life-line.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihjdaks4C_6-4I13u9REO_2nwj5Ny8S6IAHRdWQ_0PMOuXra0DC00q9dRFTj7uG1FS52DW0dyrBCIkGfU9woEmSmp24VDVnx4AnwmK9VngLxBH8hudQDqHyrY5SHLBKRT7cumwPQC2_wHy/s1600/35513-music-is-my-life-line.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">'What sort of music do I like?' is quite a difficult question, which might require an exhaustively comprehensive answer.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lets put it this way, the music I like is spread over a HUGE range.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Like, I like music from 'Yesterday by The Beatles' to 'Tik tok by Kesha'.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Or, I like music from 'Speed of sound by Coldplay' to '7 things by Miley Cyrus' (Wait ! Miley Cyrus ! I know I need to see a shrink.)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I don't follow any specific era or genre of music, may be cause I haven't restricted my mind yet. If a tune makes me feel good, that's enough justification for it to be on my playlist. I never force myself to get stuck in just one era. And those who are stuck, seem to be buried deep down beneath the foundation of a glitzy and full-of-life buiding. C'mon, explore it people !</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">There are some songs which I hold on to for years (like 'I'm with you by Avril Lavigne') and there are some songs which I go gaga for, but that's just for a couple of days (mostly Indian songs).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Music indeed is my life line or its my last resort. Whenever I want to be lonely in a crowded room, all I do is I get those earphones fixed in my ears and turn the full volume on. So music is also a savior, as it saves me from unwanted socializing.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Well, there is music which renders no one unaffected (almost), like 'Hey there Delilah by Plain While T's'. I was so inspired that I once tried to record that song in my voice, and ultimate result was a disaster.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Whatever the consequences, my love for music will never get hampered.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SucuPJk-mYH7W3tCYqvxRPAc5tKf3WDF5SXoDsPmrUh_Pl2nGe4CrFNgpNITEFPmzzzvJ5Lh0rIFHd-DYEjglysCKqwuKt3v2lDQ6daXc6DzoyjOyF9SIHa3v9xXEWICKyYc6mSK-aNe/s1600/4451921126_a71496cf43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SucuPJk-mYH7W3tCYqvxRPAc5tKf3WDF5SXoDsPmrUh_Pl2nGe4CrFNgpNITEFPmzzzvJ5Lh0rIFHd-DYEjglysCKqwuKt3v2lDQ6daXc6DzoyjOyF9SIHa3v9xXEWICKyYc6mSK-aNe/s320/4451921126_a71496cf43.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Have fun listening to your favorite music. Cheers !</div></div>

Music is my lifeline

Could that story about 'The Pied Piper' luring all the rats out of the city on the tune of his pipe ever be true? Well, I think yes....

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There was a time..

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEss0t_PHvvyeNrhTDkrUe1pJKV68enxCR37uTbrHIdesTjy5UWI3AcTdxD32Pc6Nd11eIU-AkMloTu2y0DBm4uf2auuwWZT2NYrWDcZqb14V-Kt4V4_MMd1LVmSwEHs3TLVthPjkoIvq6/s1600/81.1254559279.there-is-always-time-for-sandcastles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEss0t_PHvvyeNrhTDkrUe1pJKV68enxCR37uTbrHIdesTjy5UWI3AcTdxD32Pc6Nd11eIU-AkMloTu2y0DBm4uf2auuwWZT2NYrWDcZqb14V-Kt4V4_MMd1LVmSwEHs3TLVthPjkoIvq6/s320/81.1254559279.there-is-always-time-for-sandcastles.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">There was a time when everything felt like a source of smile...<br /><br />There was a time when the slightest of humor made you laugh like crazy..<br /><br />There was a time when nothing could penetrate the walls of your emotional stability..<br /><br />There was a time when could laugh, sing and scream without any limitations..<br /><br />There was a time when even the most depressing stuff could be let go without a second thought..<br /><br />The only thing bad about that time was it's temporariness.. Why couldn't it stay for a bit longer!<br /><br />And now there's time when everything feels to be caving in upon you..<br /><br />Now there's time when your existence is given the least of attention..<br /><br />Now there's time when you crave for freedom..<br /><br />But the only good thing about this time is it's temporariness.. this too will go! </div></div>

There was a time..

    There was a time when everything felt like a source of smile... There was a time when the slightest of humor made you laugh like crazy.....

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