Dear Future Child

This is the second video I have ever made from scratch. I know the editing and the other stuff isn't perfect, but well, still hope y'll like it. 

Dear future child,

You’re most likely going to be adopted because I am too afraid of childbirth. But adopted or not, girl or boy, straight or gay, abled or disabled, you will be loved the same by me. There should and would be nothing in the world that would keep your parent from loving you unconditionally.

When you turn into a teenager, you will probably get frustrated at everything, including me. But I promise I will understand. I will understand when you want your space, I’ll understand when you develop crushes and I’ll understand when you want to have your late nights. You will be raised in such a way that you will keep nothing a secret from me and you will be able to make the best decisions for yourself. Being a teen is a tough, you will get yourself into a lot of mess, trust me you will, I did. But you won’t find yourself alone in any of it. Break up? Cry on my shoulder. Feel fat? Lets go to the gym together. Study problems? We will work on that too. I want you to make your own mistakes. Nothing is big enough that cannot be fixed.

I will never stop you from doing anything that gives you true happiness. I will in fact push you to do it, because if I stop you, you will resent me. And besides, my happiness lies in yours. Just know, I will always be there to advice you but you have to make all your decisions yourself, whether it’s about your sexual orientation or career path. You will never be compared to anyone. I very little experience of life myself. But I know this, that at the end of the day what matters the most is the relationship you have with people. And I want to have the best one with you. With love,

Maulika

Power Of Words

Camp Everytown isn’t a regular camp. Camp Everytown is a world by itself. A world that brings together teenagers and makes them sensitive to issues like racism, sexism, homophobia, disabilities, depression. These are issues that continue to exist in our society and continue to victimize its members. These are issues that contribute to suicides and suffering. 

The objective of Camp Everytown is to break the shackles of prejudices and make the youth  sensitive and better human beings.

I came back from Camp Everytown yesterday and was moved by the experience of it.  I always saw myself as an open-minded individual. But through the journey of the camp I came to a realization that I am harsh and judgmental towards others. Subconsciously/unintentionally I have upset people. And I guess that’s how it is for most of us; we hurt people without even realizing it

In Camp Everytown there were over 80 students. It was pretty exciting for me to meet so many people from different nationalities, sexual orientation, abilities and race. It was an eye-opener for me to be in a place like this, with people so different from me.

The golden rule of the camp was to NOT hangout with people you already know and to get out of your comfort zone and interact with others. Our phones were taken away from us too, which pretty much compelled us to socialize. The more I did it, the more I enjoyed. It was crazy to know that even though I came from a different country, spoke with a different accent, had a different upbringing and came from a very conservative society, I still had so much in common with the other students. Underneath, the color of the skin and everything else, we are all just human beings wanting to be accepted. That’s what Camp Everytown was about.

It was about being okay with the fact that there are homosexual human beings.

It was about being okay with the fact that there are disabled human beings.

It was about being okay with the fact that there are human beings who are different from us.

But in the end what unites us is our need to feel loved and accepted. And everyone should be loved, accepted and respected.

In the Camp we had activates that touched upon the emotionally heavy sujects. People shared their experiences about dealing divorced parents, being bullied in school for being gay, being sexually assaulted, being suicidal, being addicted to drugs, being addicted to cutting themselves. People had gone through so much.

I was grateful, but that wasn’t it. I felt like it was my duty to make or at least try and make someone’s life better. It is impossible to look into tear-filled eyes and not do anything about it. Just a hug can change the way a person feels. We should all have it engrained in our system to nice to people. Smile at them, ask them how they are, and tell them they look pretty.

People HAVE gone through so much that WE don’t even know.

The camp made me realize that we all our very powerful. We have the power of words to affect people. Our words can make a person feel loved but it can also make her/him feel hated.

Next time before you decide to pass on a rude comment or send in hate to anyone, think twice because you will be taking away a part of his/her happiness even if it’s just for a second.

After 4 days of the camp, we were all a family. We became a lot more empathetic and considerate about other’s feelings.  I really didn’t want to go back home because I was having such a great time bonding with these precious people.

I felt like a better person.

I also wrote this post to apologize to people I have hurt, both intentionally and unintentionally. Seeing you in pain wouldn’t make me happy. From this moment on, I am going to try and be a better version of myself.

I hope the readers of this blog post can take away a message from this. It costs nothing to be nice. Do humanity a favor a remove certain words off your dictionary. Because words are power and they can hurt.

Dream

I dream a lot.
 If you ever catch me sitting alone with my earphones on just glaring into space, I would probably be daydreaming. Dreaming about pleasant things. My night dreams have a variety though. In a few of them I’d just keep falling off buildings or cliffs, some of them are about being acelebrity, some of them are meaningful, some are scary and some I forget the second I get up.
 Since the past two and a half weeks I haven’t been going to the gym. I usually come back from school and jump to my bed to take a nap. I have to do this really quickly so that my mom doesn’t lecture me about not getting sleep at night because of the sleeping in the afternoon. This is the time when my ASD (afternoon sleep dream) happens (yeah I made that up). ASD’s are usually about casual things like the stuff I did in school that day or making some awesome- sauce future plans with my friends or about living in a TV show.
 Today I had the best day at school. It was international week so there was tons of food from several different countries. Obviously, I hogged. Since food and sleep compliment each other, I knew what I would be doing once I got home (yes I enjoy stupid, little things).
But today was different. I tucked myself into bed and shut my eyes but kept getting up again and again. It was kind of a sad situation for me because that was my favorite part of the day. I just lay aimlessly hoping time would make the miracle of sleep happen, but alas it did not. At this point I started thinking about stuff and realized I hadn’t removed my lenses. I wondered what would happen if I forget to remove them not just for the afternoon nap but also for the long night sleep. I would probably turn blind or something like that. I started to think about what my life would be like if I were to turn blind. My new camera would be of no use, I wouldn’t enjoy shopping anymore, I wouldn’t be able to see my family anymore, I wouldn’t be able to see people smile, I wouldn’t be able to do most of the things that I enjoy. I was scared. And there sure are blind people living on this planet, dealing with these things that I am so scared to even imagine.
I Feel so lucky to have eyes. This isn’t something I say everyday, not even close to something I would say. But it’s always good to feel grateful for things that you have. Not everyday do I feel so holistic, so this post is about being thankful for two things- my eyes and my mind’s eye that lets me dream.