This is a new beginning for me since till date I have been writing for others, now its my own blog. Inspiration is something which can be drawn from anywhere as I drew for this one from one of my colleague who just started blogging.She sent me the link and I thought why not I start blogging. Result is this. I dont know how many will follow it but surely all things will come straight from my heart.

Since I am very much inspired today so would write something about inspiration. Inspiration, what is this ???. The very definition of inspiration from dictionary is Stimulation of the mind or emotions to a high level of feeling or activity. To me its a driving force which prompts one to do the unexpected(not always).It comes in varied forms,of not all I would discuss. I agree to what dictionary says(can't question it after all its a dictionary meaning). But big question is from where one can draw inspiration. Is it always the successful who can inspire?. I don't think so. It can be drawn from where you would least expect. One example I would like to quote here. One day I was travelling from Delhi to Hyderabad (coming after successfully completing the summer internship)in Dakshin Express. I had booked a AC ticket which could not get cleared and I had to travel in sleeper class. That day crowd rush was so much that even for breathing one need to poke out face out of the window to inhale germ free air( not sure even that was a better idea). I had booked ticket online so it was canceled once waiting didn't clear. So virtually I was travelling without ticket. TTE came and asked for a ticket.I bagged him to give me a ticket and permission to travel in sleeper class. But as everybody knows what happens in this kind of a case. He fined me and give a permission ticket to travel (and dowry of course. I say it dowry for peculiar reasons.). I got a seat and slept peacefully during the night. The early morning came with a kick in the butt. The passenger on whose seat I was travelling boarded from Bhopal though he was supposed to be on board from Delhi. Believe me I was red to the blood. But I could do nothing because Mr. TTE had gone. I had no option but to left the seat for the gentleman. I thought why the hell I chose this train ???. Alas nothing could be done. I looked for a seat to travel since I had to travel that night also. But all seats were allotted legally and illegally. Then I saw a lean boy who seemed to be a better prospect since I have a larger volume and his thin figure required only few centimeters. But his shoddy clothes did hesitate me initially but no option, I had to give in. I tried to befriend him, thankfully I had certain knack to befriend people, so successfully did it. I had lots of talk with him and in the night we shared the same berth and he never complained. We reached Secunderabad station and he descended there. I came back to hostel peacefully. Today I think what if he had not given me the berth to share. Had I done the same what he did?. To be very frank not the same what he did. How selfish of me. But I can say that I realized it is not your looks and clothes which make your personality but the will, the good heart you have. This inspires me to do atleast the same, may I get the chance.

I would like your comments and share any other real story.