The Experience Dictionary
I thought I should share this. I am not claiming that what I have put here is right but my experience tells me it is not wrong either. Happy Reading!

Achiever
Most of us are achievers in our own way. The applause, the lights, a flashy medal, smiling faces… It is relative and external. Rarely, one goes into a trance, a trance when there is a silence within; you feel happiness in every bit of your body and soul. That is accomplishment, the subset of achievement. I hope every achievement is an accomplishment too.

Answers
If one is motivated enough, they always lead to more questions. I hope someday I can get an answer to the question, ‘Why am I here?’ That day, I believe, I would have got all my answers and…a brand ‘new set’ of questions.

Belief (Bumble bee belief)
Thanks to ‘The BEE movie’. According to the scientists, a bee should be unable to fly because the weight of it s body is way too much. Does a bee care what the scientist thinks? The answer to that one is”Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzz: D”

Books
They are one of the best man made things. A person who does not read, I believe would find some of the beautiful things bizarre, find it difficult to empathize and to grow.

Boredom
Boredom is a good sign. It implies that there is something more interesting that has not yet been explored. So go ahead and conquer it all!

Breakup
When the intent of the relationship is faulty, it is best to break up. - Shiv khera.

Commitment
The way someone treats his/her family, work and society in the same order. If the order is reversed, then something is going wrooooooooong!
Commitment is enjoyed only when there is love, be it relationship or job. So the basic rule is before one commits to something, one needs to ask if they really enjoy the task.

Criticism
‘You should take more breaks because it improves your work’-positive
‘You should take more breaks. Why do you work so hard? No one in the team works so hard’- jealousy in disguise.

Delay
Something better is coming up for sure. So don’t just sit and wait. Keep your eyes and ears open and make sure you keep walking.

Education
It is not how much you make after completing it; it is how much you LIVE with it.

Ego
The first step to inhumanity.

Excellence
The best work not what you can do but also the best work that could have been done for others.

Experience
When time and opportunity come together. The value of a good experience is well known to one who has had a bad experience.

Family
No family is perfect but the ones that are close to perfection have ’understanding’ as significant as a member of their family.

Feminist
A fighter hen. I am proud of all you ladies.

Fear
It is an assumption of the mind that something bad MIGHT happen. The mind takes precaution in the form of ‘fear’. So chuck the ‘if’ statement sweethearts! Let it be confined to programming.
P.S: Now don’t jump on me when I am crossing roads using the same line :)
Forgiveness
It is purely for -giving. But the trick is not to announce it out loud ;)

Freedom
It is not being able to do what one feels like. It is being able to FEEL what one feels like.

Friendship
· It s 4 a.m. I am in the hostel. I haven’t slept and I just want to undo the fight with her. I decide to apologize right then. I step out of my room. I feel the cold air and do not see a single soul. Did I lose my best friend forever? I knock .There is no response. I suddenly get scared that she might not talk to me forever .Knock again. There is no response yet. I feel lost and my mind goes blank and my heart feels heavy. Is she awake and not responding? Knock again. Void. Then the door opens and a red nosed crying monster comes out and hugs me, ’Oh Souj, I am so sorry sweetie’.
· You are in the class and you faint. Your friend does not give up! She drags you towards the clinic like you were a dead body leaving your gracious foot trail as a reference for the others in the group.
· You say something interesting and then say, ’Wait! Why am I telling you about this? You are a boy! You are so disgusting! You could have stopped me moron!’

Graveyard
Whenever I visit one, I LIVE the next two days.

Home
The only place that has maximum warmth and love. Have you noticed it’s always warm there?

Hunger
You hear a rumble in your stomach. Then a roar. Then a rumble and a roar together in your stomach.

Individual
Be ONE

Jealousy
It confirms very strongly that you have some asset which others don’t have.

Laughter
The cure to all kinds of sickness, indeed laughter is the best medicine.

Love
I am not quite sure on this one. I am blank may be because I am blind! :)

Money
A medium of exchange. I agree with the oxford dictionary on this one. There was also another interesting saying I read once. ‘If you really want to know what God thinks of money, look at the people he gave it to’.

Music
I wish we could have background scores like in the movies. Wait! Listen! Listen again!

Numbers
Are they a consequence of an event or the cause of an event? Don’t tell me they have categories now :)

Opinion
We take an opinion sometimes and the real dilemma starts afterwards.

Patience
This is a tough one. So I always tell myself a story when Mr. Patience needs to take a seat in my life.
It seems Mr. Patience has fallen in love with Ms Time. She likes him too but she s playing hard to get. I heard he spoke to her mother, Discipline. Discipline took pity on patience and told him, ‘Oh don’t you worry! I think you are a fine guy. We both should work together. And a time will come when your patience will be paid off.’
It s a childish theory but it works wonders.

Patriotism
It is not hoisting a flag early in the morning on big days but it is respecting every person from every culture every day.
It is not fighting for getting a quota system or removing it. It is stepping aside to let someone who truly deserves it use it.

Plan
The paper God looks into more often when he wants to have some fun with you.

Prayer
“God, you put me through anything you want but the charges to my entertaining shows have to be paid in the ‘strength’ currency.”

Rage
It makes me forget the real reason. I get madder! :D

Relationships
The best way to judge a person would be to look at his relationships.

Relatives
Something happens to you (good), 75% gossip or are indifferent to you and the remaining 25% are actually happy for you, but who are these 25%? :)

Religion
I wish we did not have to say Hindu, Sikh, and Muslim…Rather we could say, ‘integrity’.

Sadism
The only way some use their reasoning ability because they have neither reason nor ability.

Solitude
My best friend and my worst enemy. When he s my best friend, big ideas flow like a river over a dam and when he s my enemy, I feel like an iceberg!

Try
The word the whole world uses when it s a ‘no’ for an answer.

Unlearning
The best way to continue your journey when you reach a dead end is going back.

Warmth
I open my eyes in the morning. I see the ceiling, then the fan. There is too much silence. It annoys me a little. I turn around to get up. Then I hear mom’s call, ‘Get uuuup, it s already late!’We all wait for this call sometimes. Don’t we?

Wonder
Mystery is indeed the cause of wonder and who does not love saying ‘Woooooooooow!’
-soujanya

Poetry

A PRAYER
Two in a family, he was one.
It was a perfect life
It was a life filled with happiness and joy,
For the mother and her little boy.

Then came the scary dark night.
It was a night when the lady had to fight.
A fight it was, a battle for her own breath.
If she lost, she had to face death.

She called out for help.
That pain was making her unconscious.
During those moments too, she prayed for her son.
For she knew her time was on a run.

Her son was nervous and helpless,
He could not imagine losing his mother, his goddess.
He fought, struggled and cried for her.
He cried out and shouted,’ Please sir!’

The doctors were insensitive to his call
And when they told him she was dead,
He looked at her.
Like an angel she was,
Lying on the bed.

He fell on his knees, cried and hoped that it was a bad dream.
The moment seemed to stay on forever.
When the phone started ringing, I picked up the phone.
I heard him sob.
Like that old man, Bob.
Now I sit here watching him cry.
Don’t know what to tell him, can’t even try.

He loves and adores his mother.
He questions God, ‘Is this how you exercise your power?’
I feel like it s killing all of us inside.
And he’s the one going through all this.
He sits and recalls the good times,
While an uncle consoles him and listens to his words.
I pray to all the mighty Gods,
To comfort and console his pained chords.

HOPE

She sits by the window and watches the rain,
Closes her eyes to let go some off her pain.
She wants her life to be that dream again
But her old friend is lost, lost to life’s game.
She wishes she could speak to her soul,
But her friend has taken it away.

She switches on the radio and makes some tea.
Listens to the song, and remembers times when she was free.
She looks at the mirror and she sees a stranger.
The stranger looks lost in a moment lost forever.
And suddenly she realizes it was a moment that has been lasting forever.

She walks to the window again and it is still raining.
Now she closes her eyes and listens to the rain drops falling.
She smells the rain and feels the rain drops on her fingers.
She realizes she has little time and all she needs now for her is hope.
Just like those days when she was younger and always had a smile on her face.
Now she goes to the radio and switches it on again.
Dances to her favorites and smiles at herself in front of the mirror.
She makes some tea, calls some friends.
And before she knows, the day had come to an end.
Before she went to bed, she looked at herself in the mirror.
She saw herself smiling, and she knew this smile was meant to last forever.

DILEMMA

Dressed in a T shirt that was lemon yellow,
She sat talking to a good old fellow.
It was a day in March.
And they sat under a shady branch.

Remembering the good old days,
When they fought to make their ways,
They laughed till their stomachs ached,
Dint stop for those strange looks’ sake!

As they giggled, he told her about his new love.
While from the branch kept falling flowers that were colored in mauve.
She listened keenly because she had never seen him so serious.
Also to know the girl’s name, she was curious.

He told her she s been on his mind since a year.
But if he told her, he would lose her was his fear.
He even spoke about ‘her’ to his sister.
And she would say, “Go tell her mister!”

Now when he told all this to his friend,
He could not look into her eyes even for a second.
While she was saying, “Tell me her name!”
He kept smiling like he had won some game.
The girl kept wondering what s new with her best pal,
‘Oh Boy!’ He was indeed in love with this ‘her’ gal
While she wondered about his secret,
He had said, “That girl is you “with no regret.

She jumped a little, was quiet for a minute,
Then the words she said was, “Bad prank, fanatic”
Then he told her why he loved her
He even quoted a line or two from Shakespeare.

Friends they would stay, no matter what she would say.
But for his heart break, he would have to pay.
Told her she could take her time,
Pushed off for a fresh soda lime.

Weeks passed by, friends they did remain,
But sometimes he said, “Love has made me insane!”
Played songs for her on the radio,
Sometimes sang songs of goodbye.

When she met him to make sure,
That their friendship was still strong and pure,
He would say, “This pain of love will always endure”
For her it was not easy, for she had two battles.
One within herself and one to keep the friendship alive
But it seemed like on both she could not rely.
Now are the days when they say a lot without having conversations
They are on a level of mixed emotions.
Friends they are, they are also more.
Love and friendship, both she has or both she has lost!
It was indeed a dilemma of love and friendship.

CRUEL and KIND
On a trip to rejuvenate my soul, I visited a green farm
As I walked by, I admired nature’s beauty and charms,
I saw a warm nest,
In it, I saw love evolved to its best.
In the nest was a bird, feeding the young ones.
Also, I saw two small ones that were not from the family.
The mother bird was so generous and kind.
That I thought was the beauty of love and sharing.

I walked further, I saw a little lad.
A lad of seven with a look of an angel
In his eyes I saw innocence and so much pain.
That I was not sure which one I saw more.
He was beaten up by his mother with a cane.
He had refused to beg at a traffic signal carrying his baby sister.

I close my eyes. It seems like I am here now and my soul has tripped over somewhere else.
There is a dream of that mother bird doing her best to her little ones.
And then the nightmare of that mother beating up her own little lad.
And I begin to wonder why men can’t be kinder and why animals are so humane?
Why are the cruelest often the most powerful.
Why hunger can’t die down? Is it because some are being fed by greed?
And over and over again, I ask ‘Should our kinds be so cruel’?