I have always been an optimist; at least that is the thing I have been taught by my family members, especially my parents. There are a lot of times when optimism has helped me surviving the thorny circumstances. Be it, board exams or any personal crisis, I have not given up. I have never bowed down to the problems; I have rather faced it and fought it with optimism and obviously, self-confidence. Among the zillions of such instances, I would like to talk about two situations where optimism helped me survive the pain and wretchedness of those certain situations-
When I was a student of class II, my mother used to drop me to school in the morning and pick me up in the evening. That was a routine which was never skipped and a rule that was never violated. As the school was over, my mother was supposed to be standing at the gate for me, everyday, without a fail. One day, the routine was skipped and the rule was violated. My sister was merely of 3 years then, and my mother had to come to pick me up after doing all her works and that day the work was more than the usual days. So, she was late. When all my friends went to home with their mothers, one by one, I felt afraid, but stopped my tears with a hope that my mother will just arrive. Gradually, my classroom became vacant and so was I from within. I still stood at the gate watching the seniors going home, but still I was hopeful. Then finally she came, and I embraced her like I never had done before and then I cried hiding my face. I was so proud that I did not lose hope and I did not cry. I knew what optimism is.
Next story is a recent one, when my dog was seriously ill and he was in his deathbed. The doctor used to visit two times a day, injected him with antibiotics and steroids. He was alive on saline, two times a day. It was painful to see him like that, in fact, it was more terrible than just painful. He couldn’t walk or even open his eyes. He starved for seven days, did not drink even a droplet of water for a week and then the stings of the syringes. He was like a baby for us and seeing your baby like that is not easy. The hardest truth of life was lying before me, death was it. Strangely, at that time the least I thought about was death. I never thought he could die in front of me. Every time the doctor injected him, he seemed to be improving. As the saline bottles emptied, he seemed to be better than before. I think it was my love for him and my confidence in God that kept me strong during that crisis, or else, I would have broken so badly that I could never been out of the trauma. He died, but it never felt like that. It still doesn’t feel like that. It is like it was before, like he is still alive. I think it the optimism that has kept him alive even after his death.

The world should be filled with nothing but hopefulness, the moment we lose hope, we die a million times. We should be alive, from within. 
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Having been born and raised in a semi joint family, I had the opportunity to learn a lot of different things from each and every member of my family. Where my mother taught me the basics of a human life and reading books and writing postcards to my maternal grandparents, my grandmother taught me to be firm in my decisions, to be strong yet sensitive. 
My childhood days were like what every child should get. Learning a new thing everyday- related to life, relationships, sensibility, books and toys. My grandfather was the only one to tell me stories from Panchatantra to his imaginary incidents and popular fairytales. I still can feel how mesmerized I used to be every time the Prince found his Princess in my grandfathers stories. Growing up I understood that those were not merely fancy fairytales but they were life lessons that had been injected into my mind at the very beginning of my life. The stories taught me that I shouldn’t lose hope and give up when there is a war between good and evil, they taught me that there is always a hope however thorny the roads might be, they taught me that the good will always prevail over the evil. The morals of the Panchatantra stories are etched in my mind in a way that I can clearly judge the good and the bad.
Apart from all these, the lessons that helped me in excelling as a human being had been taught by my father- the source of all my strength and creativity. He instilled the passion for creating and composing into my psyche in such a way that it has now become an inseparable part of me. The goals I achieved and the milestones I reached today are only because of him. Well, that was a part of his teachings, now let’s talk about the few others. Like any other fathers, my father is also the pillar of my success and progress. He was the only one to support me every time I needed it. I knew that my father won’t abhor me or stop talking to me if I bring home a poor report card. I knew he would call me, talk to me and want to know the reason behind the result. I think that is the only reason why I never had to keep mum about or hide the weirdest and the most awful things from my parents. I knew that whatever the problem is, it could only be solved if I disclose it before him. My father always has encouraged me and my sister to do whatever we liked, unlike many others who push their children to do anything. My father never forced me to anything, he never told me to come first or second in class, he has always emphasized on becoming a good person and a perfect human being. His teachings, advices and encouragement have made me what I am today. He is surely the one who has created the ‘human’ inside me. 

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Before writing the post,I want to clarify that I have a boyfriend since 2007 and I love him so much,secondly, I don’t own a Zenfone. The post I am going to write has nothing to do with any
of them, my boyfriend won’t be upset for this and this post won’t get affected for not having a Zenfone.

Since we started dating, wenever chose to celebrate Valentine’s Day as our anniversary comes right after it, instead we celebrate our anniversary. But I won’t deny that whenever I watch other couples enjoying Valentine’s Day, wandering here and there with hands in hands, I get little sad. I miss being with him.

Technology can get you anything and everything. Since we don’t catch up or celebrate Valentine’s Day together, I have something as an alternative. I am sure, my boyfriend won’t be jealous of it. For those who feel the same as I do, who keep waiting for their partners to finish their jobs and for those who are not taken yet, I have something that can be your ultimate Valentine. Here is how your Zenfone can be turned into a perfect Valentine-
1. A Perfect Gift: Now, you don’t have to worry about your man to understand your needs and gift as per your choice. Just ask him to leave his wallet with you and you can be your own Santa. Download any Online Shopping Application on your Zenfone and order anything from books to clothes or chocolates.
2. A Perfect Date: You don’t need to wait for your man to be free to take you to a movie when you have your own Zenfone. Watch any type of movie and don’t bother about buying expensive tickets or about waiting for your bae at the theater. Watch your movie with yourself in a cozy theater like your living room.
3. A Perfect Chef: No need to stand in a queue of a star-rated restaurant. Download a cook-book on your Zenfone and cook numerous Valentine’s special meals. The best thing is no one will point out your flaws.
4. A Perfect Photographer: Your Zenfone can be your personal photographer too. Now you have your Zenfone, you don’t need to bear with your grumpy boyfriend who makes faces wheneve requested for a selfie. Your phone is ready to click you in any pose and your perfect pout. With your Zenfone’s amazing camera you are always selfie-ready.
5. A Perfect Mood-maker: Romantic songs, peppy numbers, rock and roll no matter what your liking is, you Zenfone is able to lift up your mood and create an ultimate Valentine’s ambience
with your favourite songs playing in the background.
*P.S.- It’s all humour. Please take it lightly.  

That’s all folks! I hope you liked this post.

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