The Irony - A tribute to Robin Williams.

 So I am not easily star struck. I am not the one to mourn the death of every celebrity. Yes, maybe they were brilliant at what they did but I don't think I would gravely miss them in my life. Sure I hope that their souls rests in peace but its only a few celebrities you remember forever, only a few who touch your lives.

With his art, we all chose him to be a part of our world

Yesterday at 7AM, I woke up with my alarm ringing in my ear. I looked at the screen to put it on snooze and I had a notification of a friend's status update on facebook that read as "RIP, Robin Williams". Half asleep, I read it as "RIP, Robbie Williams" and fell back asleep thinking that the good singers are dying and we'll soon be left the crappy new generation "singers".

Anyway, after a while my soonzed alarm went off again, it was time to get out of bed, I started my day and finally when I found time I opened the news apps and facebook only to realise that it wasn't Robbie Williams but Robin Williams who had passed away. All of a sudden it felt like something was missing. I just couldn't figure out what it was. I googled the news about him and found out that it was a suicide. Again, I continued with my day, still feeling empty. I got back home and I read more about his death, I found out that he was suffering from depression and that moment it felt like some had punched me in my stomach. It was something that was hard for me to believe, all I could imagine was his crazy expressions and wide smile.

Now, why am I writing this post, you would wonder. He wasn't someone I knew personally, he wasn't related to me. So why is it that I feel obligated to write a post in his honour? Here is the reason why. That evening I was discussing with my friend about how I was sad to hear this news and how I grew up watching Mrs. Doubtfire, Jumanji, Flubber, Alladin and so on, I talked about how Robin Williams had been a beloved star who always made everyone laugh. That is when this friend of mine told me that he had no idea who Robin Williams was because he had never seen a movie and mostly spent time either playing outside or reading. That was the moment I freaked out and I said "What kind of a childhood did you have without Robin Williams in it?!".

Seriously, how? Mrs. Doubtfire was the best!

I am in my early twenties and till today, Mrs. Doubtfire makes me laugh. I can't imagine a childhood without those movies, without the fantasy world of Jumanji or without loving the character of Genie who'd stand by Alladin and help him in all his adventures. Robin Williams gave me a childhood and memories of watching his movies with my family and laughing at the funny expressions he made. If I had to comment on his acting skills, I'd say I haven't seen a man as versatile as him and yes, his presence in my life will be missed because it wasn't like he was just a comedian, he was someone who inspired me, someone who would do different roles and ace them thus, teaching me excellence.

Wise and inspiring words. He was more than just an actor.

What makes this event sadder is the history of substance abuse and depression. It's funny how we think that that the person who makes people laugh for a living must be happy himself. This incident shows us just how ironic life is. This incident tells us that depression is a disease that not only kills, but affects even the people whose job it is to make everyone else laugh, affects people who are rich. It's a disease that needs to be treated. This incident shows us how such a disease lurks behind the widest smiles.

This got me,  I don't know what to say.

It makes me sad that there won't be more of the Robin Williams awesomeness in this world but the movies and shows he's left us, shall always remind us of his greatness , of his inspiring thoughts and the fact that the ability to make someone laugh is always in you, even though you are batteling with your own demons yourself. I write this post not only to wish that his soul rests in peace after the struggle with depression in his lifetime, I write this post to show my gratitude to someone who made my childhood amazing and who inspired me. He really convinced us that he was a happy man. I hope is his finally free and his soul is finally at peace. This is one of the saddest deaths in Hollywood and all that I have is a childish hope that he isn't dead but waiting for someone to roll a 5 or an 8 so that he can get back from the jungle.


RIP, Mr. Williams. May you finally get the peace that you were struggling for.

Goodbyes

So I've bidden adieu to a few friends already, more would be leaving over the next few months. While most have graduated, are carrying on to live their lives on their own, make their choices, I'm a student with three more years of school left.

Not that I haven't said a fair share of good-byes earlier, but this time, it has a more finality in it. Somehow, it feels more grown up than when I wished a farewell to a few friends who went off to college right after high school. This time it feels like a part of me is going away and not sure if I'm going to get it back again.

Just bidding everyone adieu made me think about the word "Goodbye". Yes, it has a sense of finality in it. Yes, everyone seems to be scattered around. The people you grew up with aren't around as often anymore. And for someone like me who doesn't get close to anyone as easily, it's harder. It's a feeling of growing up and leaving the childhood behind. One by one, each tie with is breaking too, as every friend moves out. You are stuck with new people to celebrate your birthday with, new people to trust yourself with, new people to be a part of your life. Yes, farewells are hard but if we had a chance, would we want to be in a place where we had no one to say good bye too?

I see everyone attaching these deep meanings to one word, making it sound like a bad thing, something hurtful. But just because its emotional doesn't necessarily mean its bad and for the worst, right? So what if good-byes are hard, bidding farewell to a friend every week makes you cry, wishing them luck for their new lives makes it seem like they are moving on?

What we fail to realize is that they are moving on, not from us but from their childhood. They are going to work, to study further, to live on their own but that doesn't mean that people back home don't fit into their lives anymore. Goodbyes are as final and as temporary as you want them to be and if you ask me, I would choose giving an old friend a farewell over being in a place, so alone, where I don't have a single opportunity to say goodbye.

Goodbyes are hard but your journey with those people makes the farewell worth it. To each one of the people in my life, who have left or are leaving, I wish you all the best in your life and if I failed to send you a sappy message, this is my way of saying I will miss you. :)

Happy

What is "happy"?

It could be sitting over dinner and laughing hard till your stomach hurts. It could be passing a level in candy crush. It could be eating chocolates. It could be playing Assassin's creed. It could be a glass of wine. Or maybe just a high five.

A five letter word and just endless number of meanings to it.Its impossible to define it. The meanings can range from a good cup of coffee to some great times spent with the loved ones. Its funny, how one little word can have so many definitions.

There is nothing more beautiful than the sound of a care free laugh. There is nothing more beautiful than a smile that reaches ear to ear. The happiness that doesn't reflects in the eyes, isn't true. Its real happiness when you don't have to try.

As of now, at this very moment, for me, happiness is writing this post and leaving all the rest behind. Its time to laugh, smile, cheer, to look forward to new beginnings, a chance to make new memories. :)