No more Avenger? My reaction

I always assumed myself as unlucky... Though I ain't... I believed it when I was given this batch as the lucky Avenger fan at the theatre 🎭 😂😂😂 well!

That's a normal batch but it's to me is as the memory of my fav Iron man and Captain America!



The movie was a roller-coaster ride. It has an unpredictable story. What is going in the next scene you can't even imagine! And every scene leaves you surprised.

The movie had lots of hilarious scenes which would burst you in laughter. The movie lets you that part of the super hero's life which we never considered.
"you are going to see the older version of your superheroes that you have never imagined."

You would see them emotional, depressed and given up. All of the traits you have never assumed. Each one with reversed of their major aura. Time changes everything and everyone. That's what with our admired hero.

However, they have not lost one thing their courage. That's what is important!

The most sentimental part of the story was the death of Iron Man. I too wept,
and I know you will too. The thought that there will be no more Iron Man movies and yes! Captain America too. His power of living forever has come to end in the movie and you can understand what that means.


As a writer, I myself feel that when we write a character we live their life. Their story needs to have an end before our life does. So, I think Mr. Stan Lee had brought this part of the story in the Avenger before he died.

However, If you are thinking no more Iron Man? No more Captain America?

Remember! Captain America which written to the past has an unknown story. (they are two as they were two Nebula in the future.) apart from this, Mr. Tony stark had his little miss stark who can process with the story further!

Doesn't my perception sounds amazing?? Tell me!

You Never Know What Will Happen!

When you had prepared for  something a lot. You escaped and avoid everything that mattered you most for that particular thing and it just didn't happen. How would you feel? Angry?

My exam has cancelled today.

Most of the people who would hear this would be happy. However,  with me, the circumstances are else. You would find it stupid to hear, but initially I was angry. Yes! you read it right. I was angry and it was because I had worked so hard. I had been preparing from 15 days. It's not just the preparation that got wasted. It were the moment of joy that I escaped due to my exams. I avoid going out with friends, talking to my parents, watching my favourite shows, reading my favourite novels and especially I avoid a number of open mics and events. And here is the regret that lies.

First of all, as a most  common reaction I was angry as anyone can be,  and now i am sad all because of the regret of missing those event, missing out meeting interesting people and listens poetrys. I missed out all.

So,  my exam has cancelled and I am back to my daily schedule.

Most importantly,  I am upset with it.

Collision- Why dont I reply in debate and discussion!

Hey! how are you? You must be happy now isn't

I ain't fine... I again lend my opinion and it has ended up in a fight,  a vigorous one and we are not talking.. I think we will not ever talk... Its was intensified then the last time.

I forgot that what I had told myself..

Yes, I know  everyone is made up of their own kind, they have their own thought I should respect them,I do, listen to them cautiously but don't give reply to them.. I understand they won't see the right  almost everyone in the mass,  any debate or discussion turns out to be the win-lose game. But what is debate and discussion for? To get the right consequences?

But who cares about the conclusion they are all selfish, all are involved in the game,  the game of winning

Yup! I know, to them what matters most is the winning, the winning trophy in argument to prove they are right then to see what is right. They think that what they concluded is right but they are far far away from truth. I see them, I listen them,  I pity on them and I ignore...
Bcz to me ignorance is the key to happiness and peace in real life...

Bcz I love peace more then winning arguments.  I want a sound sleep at night rather then thinking every point of the argument and to plan to improve it to make my win in a better way...

I remember what my great Mentor has told me "listen to everyone and see the side of all in their perspective, you will get the real truth,  which is hidden in all those opinions ..."
But when I speak that truth to them, they point a finger over me and state me with lots of unmentionable terms...

I believe everyone has something wrong in them, no one is 100% right even me, but not everything in everyone is wrong... They all have little goodness that's hidden in their core.

So,  whenever someone says he or she is doing wrong.. I answer them thats their life they better know what is right wrong for them. And then starts the game of wining and losing.  They put their all effort to prove themselves right and me as wrong. When I get this bitter vibe, I remain in silence and let them bark themselves from the core. And announce them, that they are winner and let them go with the winning trophy and I go home with my only love peace...


People call me loser, coward, dastard and dumb. They call me up with many other synonyms. They also ask why I am like this.
Why dont I  speak
Why don't I reply
Why I remain in silence
And I know if I spoke  the truth, they will again start the game of win lose and my peace will be endangered.

So,  I again I don't reply and remain in silence... Give them their winning trophy and let them return with the win and me with the peace..

I do this all the time I know that, but this time...  I failed
I did the same mistake like others I tried to put off my thought on them and the game of winning started. They tried to put their opinion over me I listen carefully and ignored for the bloody peaceful sound sleep I love...
But then I send them a small thought to consider.. And they had started proving...  That led to their statements I am wrong, my poems are wrong, I am can't feel their way and my pen my ink my words are one sided propaganda...

I realised again  the win loose game had began.. It was too late, the harmony of our relation was endangered already...

I remain silent.. Let them win again, let them take their winning trophy back their home... Blocked them got my peace and had the sound sleep..

Waiting

A dream we dream, with lots of dreams in our those two awaiting eyes. A wait that has been staying  in your eyes for an era since the first disaster that had broken your heart into pieces. And those heart breaks continued you till now, first it was the bullying at school, solicitude, no attention from family, social boycott or love break ups. Everytime it happened you thought there will be someone, and when he will arrive all the happiness will dispatch in your way. Everything will be happy and will stay in glee..... 

For the one you waited and waited and waited,,, like a someone waits for water in desert inspite of the acknowledgement of mirage.... 

And even then you waited and waited and waited.... And eventually he came. And he left too. You broke so bitterly... You haven't ever thought so... 

You took your time and moved on. You grew up. You became  stronger. You didn't need anyone for your support. Still in your heart not in you eyes, you waited and waited and waited... 

Waited for that someone... That someone you thought would complete you... Would fill up all the vacant places..  You forget all the heart aches and breaks you had gone through... And made up your mind... And it Ditch at the right moment.. When you thought he would be... 

And your wait was again moved in your waiting wishlist... 

And till when this waiting list would remain?? Who would come and put an end to this! Does your half exist? Or you are born to be this way?

 Vacant! 

“And still not in your eyes and even not in your heart, but the wait still exists somewhere in your broken you, and somewhere in my broken me!” 

Travelling alone

So, today I have gone a step ahead in my life, which according to me I should had taken a long time before. I traveled a long distance, to reach to my destination, And all alone, on myself being responsible towards me and breaking all the stereotypes thought and rules made by the chauvinistic male idealism.

So, I took a bus and traveled all alone, the conductor of the bus was more than enough, if this we talk about hospitality. He sat besides by seat, first of all he inquired all about where I was from and where I am heading to

And just like all the show offing over intelligent people started delivering lectures! Oh! You are studying. You should study in such a way that you could get a government job. Except this you should maintain a skin if you can’t your parent have to offer a big amount of dowry for your marriage and blah! Blah! Blah! And he continued. I wanted to give him a big reply with which his mouth can be left forever shut! But my roller coaster life had taught me many lesson as far now , in which one stated , speak to those to whom your words are worthy don’t waste it over a stuffs that can’t be changed! So I remained quite.

Well during the journey neither I was nervous nor I was worried but my friends and family member had their heart on bet every minute I was irritated with their worrying messages. This let me in the thought that why this doesn’t happen when my brother is going out of station?

The first passenger that sat beside me was an old lady; she was a kind of soft, tender and noble person. But her eyebrows also rose when she heard of me traveling with solidity. The second person sat beside me was a mid age woman around 30, she was going to her daughter whose boards exam is going on! The bus, after than, halted for half an hour at a line hotel. There, I saw women’s toilet. It was not like the women toilet of the rest of the world, because the men were going in and coming out of that toilet. For a minute my mind got trapped in a subtle confusion, whether those men where women in appearances of men or the meaning of women has turned into men! Well I wanted to click a picture of this incident but my so called sanskar didn’t allow me to interfere in ones privacy. This made me laugh for a while.

 The journey continued through the most beautiful green sight, the bottom light green with a tint of yellow in the season of mustard. And there were a layer of dusty dark green over which, fell the brightest sun-rays.  With a gap of this we entered in busy lane of people and people, of different colours of thought and of their own different world.

This continued and we reached the Gandhi Setu and the Ganga water   was its minimum level. There was constructions work going on almost half of it. In the bus several times I was argument within passengers and the conductor, at times the conductor was right but the passengers were also.

 I was dropped at Rajrndra Nagar pul and from there I reserved an auto and reached at my hostel. The driver asked if I know the address or not but I smartly handled it with the help of the buddy google maps. I reached safely to an unknown place with the help of none but myself!

Later on I will tell you about my new life, i.e. hostel life!

Airtel India's worst 4g network

It's going to be 3 months that I am using airtel 4g network. There is sometime the speed satisfying although it doesn't provide a speed that a real 4g network should! Though it gives a speed that I am satisfied with..
But frequently within weeks, it's speed become less than a worse 2g network!!
And whenever I contact customer service for complaint, they are like: we don't have a 4g network in your area!!

And when I ask, " then y are u selling 4g sim cards here and provide 4g network? And how is that 4g network in my phone??"
They are like, we have only this details with us!

And I am to say, "y don't have that terms and conditions that we can be a worse 2g network Disguised as India's fastest 4g network!!"

Thanks for Being My Friends

Some fake people make u realize that why the friends you had in your life once were not just good but the best!!! 😩

I was worse, but the little goodness I gained in me was because of u only u!!

Thanks for not only your friendship but also the problem solving capacity Because of which I used to forget the problem.

Thanks for letting me see the positive side of things, taking everything filled with goodness, letting me see everything differently.

Thanks for always being there, for being my strength, for wiping my tears and for converting each of them in my smile.

Thanks for being my friends.

Thanks for being friends.

#surprizegroup #friendsforever

Though we aren't together but will be someday!!

May be in dreams!! ☺☺

Written by

Ifa Agnes

Bsnl is worse than hell

We live on one of the border of India.  The digitalisation taking plan had a revolutionary effect on the mass, nowadays whole India is enjoying 4g speed data, but in our we have only one 3g data provider which is none other than Bsnl. And its speed is worse than that of 2g data. And when we call on its complain number, we are never connected to a customer care officer.
So,  you can assume what a service we are getting.
No speed, but high rates!!
Bsnl disconnecting India
😕😑

Once Again A Depressing Post

Once Again A Depressing Post

    Once again, it was a depressing post of niyati!
"Missing somone"
   And I,  again  thought it was about  someone  who was never been  hers.
   And I began scolding her, again  without asking, whether that post was really concerned with it.
  " Niyati, Why don't you understand, people won't share ur pains and will make you comfortable but will make it more bitter, don't share ur feelings on social networks.
"Shivi,  I am sorry ,I hadn't told you, it's been a year of my nana's (maternal grandfather's) death, and today is his death anniversary. I am missing him a lot, I just can't believe that he isn't with us ".
    I was shattered with her words, she pardon without my grant for her apologies.. But I was just left regretting.
   " We human are very judgemental, we  without trying to  know different aspects of things and start giving our opinion and when we realise our mistake,  we aren't left to do much then feeling ashamed ".

Written by
Shivangi Saumya Suhani

P V Sindhu a Tribute to You

She was a girl like u and me,
She ran towards her dream,
Now, you, me and everyone see,
She will bring now happiness ream
In the heart of India, and we
Will be celebrating her win,
Finally India will have golden Olympic kin

Thanks p v sindhu
For giving us hope
This poem is tribute to you from ur fan u r my hero🙌😀🌈

Shivangi Saumya Suhani

India at Rio Olympic 2016

India At Rio Olympic 2016

    I am really disappointed with the performance of India in every sport in this Olympics games. Yes, I am   to a point that I don't want to even hear about it like any one else, it may be because of the excessive bubbling patriotism inside or it may be chauvinism.
    I feel like something dieing inside me when I find India  bowing down in every sport one by one and getting out of the main league which it had been never part of. But mine excessive imaginative mind or I guess my chauvinistic patriotism want it to be in it.
   But I know technically it won't be possible this time, mean this year. Our Player have not got that world class training that one want for those medal, it's because of the banality towards sports of our government, after every Olympic many promises are made, like others, but none are fulfilled and when next Olympics are held the promises of big prize money are announced just for mouth sake because, they themselves know that only few on counting of finger will won and therefore, they will be in no loss.
   So, After observing the performance of every player at Rio Olympic, I can say that, It's more than enough, to at least see Indian sport person at 4rth position at Olympic Games, cause they are there because of their passion, enthusiasm and own hard work, not because of the government policies which is present in the top most countries, without getting the best world class training they came at fourth place within the crowd of world's best players, is really more than enough, and we should stop discouraging there efforts, should applaud them with our love for sport same as that we have for cricket, because they really deserve it whole heartily.

Shivangi Saumya Suhani

Gift from Malaysia

   It was  my mama's birthday and I called him to wish Happy Birthday.
   He told me that he his going to Malaysia, and board on afternoon fight for an official tour. I congrats him and wished him luck.
   "What do want to get from Malaysia" he said.
   "Pura ka pura Malaysia" I said.
    And we stated laughing.

    "ise he kehte hai mauke pe chauka"

Written by
Shivangi Saumya Suhani