The name

Hello folks, today's post will give you an idea of what else is coming next. This one will tell you why I choose this name for my blog. So let's begin!
KrishnaKoli is an Indian name immortalized by famous poet Rabindranath Tagore. The literal meaning of the word 'krishnakoli' is black bud. However, originally it is a flower bush in Sanskrit and Bengali. The name appears in one of his popular songs. He has described KrishnaKoli as a fearless, sincere, subtle but somehow 'not-so-gorgeous-from-outside', typical dark Bengali woman with mesmerizing gazelle-eyes. The name has been used here to describe people (I am not recognizing only women or any particular gender because I think there are KrishnaKolis present in every community) who are ordinary in their looks but whose personality flashes once you really start noticing them and eventually it attracts others. This blog explores such mysterious yet magnetic qualities among individuals and relates to those people who feels and acts that way.
Thank you for reading!

Identity

Hello everyone!
Merry Christmas to all in advance. Well I was wondering a lot lately on how to begin, with so many thoughts bubbling in my mind and finding it difficult to put them down in order..but then I told to myself,"Hey, let's start with the most recent one!"
So last week I was chatting with this new Facebook friend from my college while he asked "So, what's your story?". Before that question we were talking mostly about his love life. Although the context of the question was love and relationships, and I answered accordingly, saying "Mine is nothing special. Have committed two mistakes before that has made me feel a bit insecured about relationships.", but later I thought, why did I say this? What made me think more is that why didn't I say who I really am beyond those relationships. It's not uncommon for people to fall in and out of love. But there's really nothing new to talk about failed relationships and is definitely not the best point to state while introducing oneself to a complete stranger. I thought that why didn't I introduce that awesome girl to him who I really am? Why didn't I tell him about my dreams, my ambitions, my hobbies, my likes and dislikes, my friends and surroundings or any other thing that defines me? Why couldn't I say,"I'm just me.", like Viola did in August Rush. The thing I realized, is that, when you have really moved on from your past, especially the bitter ones, past seems just like another story you have read and remembered. And it is upto you whether you keep telling those stories to others or go ahead and create new ones!
Happy reading...