Faisal shariff

This is a tough subject to tackle, but I’m going to go ahead and tackle it.  Boundaries are such an important part of our relationships, and they are very easy to get wrong.  I realize that wednesday is “Mental Health Post” day, and this could very well wait until “Relationship Post” day, but I believe that it is applicable in such a wide variety of contexts that I’m going to just roll with it. Basically, boundaries are how we organize our relational influences.  There are three basic types: diffuse, flexible, and rigid.  They are on  a spectrum, so it’s not always just one or another. The Three Types of Boundary The boundary spectrum moves from being very open (diffuse) to very closed (rigid), and towards the middle is the flexible region.  Ideally, flexible boundaries are where we want to be, but people tend to be really good at justifying being rigid or diffuse.  Both of these carry with them numerous risk factors. Diff...

With festival bash hovering in the city, people are relishing the perfect moments with their friends and family. September welcomes nature and together it amends the beginning of spring; a magnificent season to relish the glut of festivals. After Ganesh Chaturthi, here comes the celebration time for Muslims,  Bakrid ! When an Islam festive pops up, it’s always the best time to enjoy sumptuous meals with enticing desserts. Finding the significance of the festival is more important before enjoying it. So, turning the pages of your history book is essential at this point of time. Well, I quested on the reason why Bakrid is celebrated and here I ended up with this short and informative story. Also coined as  Eid-ul-Zuha or Eid-al-Adha , this festival is celebrated on the remembrance of a person named  ‘Hazrat Ibrahim’  who was a great obedience to Allah. He had a dream, where Allah ordered him to sacrifice the most precious thing in this life. This dream haun...

Hello everyone, I guess I come here only when I need to speak out without thinking. Maybe that is the very reason I created this blog. A space for me to speak, exactly the way my mind speaks. I do not need to filter it as per social norms or any approved word lists. There are so many instances I speak to myself just looking at the mirror. This again gives me that freedom to speak my mind and not worry about repercussions.  Maybe you would be doing so too, at least I wish to believe so, in my last attempt to appear sane. I even have a label here on the blog for all these ramblings which my mind throws out... it is quite a few. Better here than bottled up. How different people become over the years, and when those people are close then it affects the equations which you once shared with them. Its sad that human beings keep changing and what your feelings and emotions are today, won't be the same after a few hours even if the surrounding picture is unchanged. Then it makes one wond...

When you just do not have answers I remember when I started to read blogs, and gingerly stepped into the world of blogging , I used to read a blog written by "kyriasabah" many would know she is an acclaimed writer now, and her blog have changed million times in these 3 odd years! Nowadays, my days are purely a scramble, and full of squabbles, where mostly I do not even know why I am fuming. I just have no energy at the end of the day , but i still do not feel  I  have done one thing which I will look back at through the day which just passed. And I feel sad about it. Should't you be thrilled and happy about each day which has passed? Or is that meant for just books and narrations from unknown folks? Some days I feel I should be working towards some goal, but I do not see the time or motivation to take out time from the crazy day to work towards these goals. Then who am I blaming? I do not think this is a phase and it will pass, it is something ...

Hello people, Its my third writeup , so i have thought to write on engineering. if you are an engineering student you may relate it and if not ,i hope you will enjoy reading. So i finally came to an engineering college "Reva University"  A partial dream come true after 2 years of slogging . what i immediately noticed after coming to college was that students were here from different parts of the country and the majority were from Andhra Pradesh. having very good ranks in their respective schools . what we had learnt in higher secondary level was basically done to secure good marks. But whatever happened we have ended up in an engineering college for "four" unforgettable years of our life. Students were now getting phones and laptops , we had internet connection in our room to stay updated about the latest technology but we were using them to stay connected to friends through various social networking sites. Before we knew our exams were knocking the...

It’s very important to value YOUR THOUGHTS and it’s very important to NOT let people’s thoughts bother you. Life is not about compromises. You can compromise once, twice or even thrice but not always. But remember.. every time you give up something you do not definitely compromise. At times, you may give up your desires in order to be the reason of the extension of someone’s smile. Compromising is sacrificing your happiness which means sacrificing your life as life is all about happiness. You cannot make everyone happy at the same time and it’s wrong to expect everyone to love you. There are many who respect Gandhiji and appreciate his contributions, but people who find faults in the decisions he made and the actions he took, also exist. Everyone has a different way of thinking, a different way of perceiving life and a different way of looking at you. YOU know what exactly you are.  No one else can describe you or tell who you really are. Its always ok to take suggestions, but ...

HELLO people, It's the phase when you start liking someone for the first time. It's the phase when you enjoy getting teased by their name. It's the phase when you quietly steal glances of someone. Someone who confuses you why you are behaving like an idiot. Someone who makes your parents think their son needs a psychiatrist. Someone who smiles at you through history books. Someone who makes you blush in the  class. And someone who wets your cheeks in your imagination... It's the phase when you start writing about someone.  It's the story of you, and your first crush !

A Student by Profession ,Myself faisal shariff!!! Avid Reader, Movie Lover, Time Traveller, Reiki Healer!!! Talks to Stars, Listens to plants!!! Believes in Magic, Miracles and Mermaids!!!! <3 <3 Jack of all Trades, Master of None!!! :D