๐บAbout Me๐บ
When I was in 10th I had prepared for over more than 5 times and exactly same was the topic that excelled me in my Board exams. The question I am talking about is “Write an essay on MY HOBBY”. Indeed, I was first in Marathi subject in my prelim exam. Your hobby makes you smile, it makes your eyes shine and pleasures your heart. So happy is the man who lives with his hobby. In this 21st century we have been surrounded with the world which demands high grades, high salaries, numerous achievements and prestigious jobs. That’s good too. But in meeting all these needs a person has to forget what pleasures him the most. His Hobbies. With most of folks; their passion is what they call their hobbies. More Clearly the above which I stated as the demands of the outer world and people from us makes humans something that doesn’t match to his real identity. Years later somehow, he remembers what he used to be and what he has become. Well such a huge change for nothing makes him frustrated.“A Doll House Maker” or “A Beginner Miniaturist”. May be this is totally new term for all readers. Maybe you will check my name and age again. So, let me tell you I am 21. And still love Doll Houses. Not at all, I am not childish. Although I am Computer Student and this really doesn’t suit but still something that causes you to smile and satisfy must be done any way.I still remember the ‘Barbie House’ that was catching everyone’s eye in famous toy shop of Akola. Well that wasn’t the time of internet and mobiles. Each child’s eye perceiving it was reflecting its glory. But probably there was only one whose eyes were shining more brightly like anything. It was me who instead of requests to dad to purchase it; was thinking about how I can make it for myself. Truly an unrealistic thought! I made a start for it using grinder’s box. 100’s of imperfections in cutting the cardboards, 3 or 5 cuts on my hand and a lot of mess around me on the whole floor. I guess everybody must got an idea how my mom and dad have reacted. With great frustration I quit. I just left my lovely dream.As soon as the schools started; there came various ways through how I realised the reason why we live, we do, we work and most importantly why we study. Those days started so early before I realise what the world is going to demand from me as well. The school, the studies, tuitions, and homework; everything took its share in my every day schedule and made it completely busy. I too dipped myself in. But during holidays I used to read books, started loving English songs and that also stepped in my life in the form of hobbies. Frankly that came through people. Those were teachers. No doubt it helped me and still helping but that never had made me as happy as I feels today when I know reality. There’s a huge difference in having your own hobby and getting influenced to have a hobby from others.Days passed and 12th standard came to an end. The first phase of life got finished. During long holidays I went to a book store to find some books to spend time with. Searching for it I went into art section and found something that reminded me again about the same old unrealistic dream. I saw A kid’s Book with cut and paste pictures to make a home furniture. (Actually, picture as front cover showing small doll house stuff) Without Thinking A bit, I spent my whole bucks in bringing blade, cutter, coloured papers, cardboard, and many more. Now era of internet has helped me to make my replications more creative. I already have decided everything must be practically working. (The cupboards, the utensils, the basins). Yes, I faced many imperfections, instead of square I used to get rectangle, paper cutting never used to match with cardboard cuttings, but so far, I have learned in my schooling days “Never give up” is something I must believe in. It took two months, working five hours a day for each component of my doll house; finally, I completed it. It wasn’t easy at all. “My very first doll house”. It might not be too attractive but it was precious for me. Many had appreciated me for this work. Few of my friends were so envious that they asked me to take their orders. Some may call this as the wastage of time as it takes a lot of interval and quite a lengthy but my parents supported me and still they do and that’s more than enough for me. Every time I used to sit to make something they used to see what I did.But over all these what happened with me I got to know about the purpose of life. What I did caused me quite a health issues but still I don’t want to stop. I just was focusing on the single thing which itself was keeping me away from all the external stuff. The world is full of negativity finding motivation in something or someone is too difficult for almost everyone. It was the same time when I was worried about questions of future, jobs and career, life and myself. Worries brings negativity and confusions increases stress. My doll house has saved me from all these. My decisions of my life were making me confused. My doll house has kept myself so busy that it kept all the negativity, worries and tensions away from me. Satisfaction is a wonderful feeling.When I got to know about it; I was Pleased To have something unique in me. We always try to analyse ourselves by comparing us with others. Its good but to specific extent. We meet everyone outside; interaction continues as long as we live. But nobody has the time to meet with ourselves. Do you remember your last meet with yourself?We must talk with ourselves at times when we feel tired of all the scheduled works. It energizes us, makes us aware of what’s wrong, worst as well as our flaws. The best person who knows and understands you is no one but you yourself. Mark the words of your best teachers as I have from whom I have learned it all and trying to apply on myself. My hobby provides me the best time to interact with myself. It has amplified the thoughts that used to be negative. We aren’t all perfect humans nor will we be. But at least we can try to be the most of it. Because nothing is impossible….๐๐ ๐บ๐บ
Live ur dream...The dream will never leave u...๐๐
ReplyDeletethank u dear
Delete๐
DeleteVery well put��
ReplyDelete