Anvi Tuteja, Experiences, Poems

Love Yourself Like I Do Myself

Made me believe I was living a lie for someone else,
But I don’t need you to love me, because I already love myself,
My flaws, my misconceptions, my defections- they make me who I am,
No, I’m perfect as I am; no, not any corrections to the programme,

You left me all alone – crying and brokenhearted,
But I still needed this love – while it lasted,
But you never loved me for who I was,
Just a wandering, meandering spirit – meant to be lost,

I’m older now, but I miss the days when I was naรฏve,
I used to believe the perfect guy would come and find me,
Even after all the hardships, the cracks in my armour,
I will always remember you, the perfect charmer,

But you made me broken, made me insecure,
At night your jeering voices, still come to lure,
But then I learned a secret rare,
Something I pass to you, with more than a dare,

All I can say at the end of the day – Love Yourself Like I Do Myself,
Don’t ever compromise, don’t live for someone else,
You only get one life, use it, cherish it, love it,
For without your permission, no one can break your spirit,

I love myself, my flaws, my imperfections,
I know my mistakes, but I still laugh like interjections,
And that’s the secret of destiny, the flavour to life,
If you love yourself, no one can make you feel strife,

And it’s six months later, I’ve never been better,
No need to be perfect, be charming – right down to the letter,
Because I Love Myself Like There’s No One Else,
Because this life that I’m living, well, it’s all for myself.
ANVI TUTEJA


-with you till the end of the line, pal-


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Anvi Tuteja, Experiences, Poems

Insecure

Yes, I’m insecure,
And no, they really isn’t any cure,
But you never really cared about that, did you?
To you, I was just another name in the books, one-two,

I have always wondered, why I was such a hesitant dancer,
Well, now I think I finally have my answer,
I have always wondered, why I was too afraid to reach for the sky,
Well, now I think I finally know why,

It was always you, you, you,
I don’t know why I believed this was true, true, true,
You’re so casually cruel, yeah, out of sight-out of mind,
My flaws, you never forget to remind,

Like I don’t already think of them, every single day of my life,
Yeah, but unlike you, they saw me through all the pain, war and strife,
Why, Why, Why did you have to hijack this mind of mine,
Was this all just a ploy – a way to get me to cosign,

Was this all a game to you? Well, it was my life,
And I should’ve seen it coming, the knife,
Yeah, you made me hate myself,
Made me think I was living for someone else,

But now your taunting’s useless,
Yeah, It’s next to nothingness,
I finally grew up, got used to the spotlight,
Finally believed I was someone who deserved this right,

I’m better now, thank you, next,
I finally realised that – more isn’t less,
No, I’m not insecure anymore,
Finally became something even greater than folklore.
ANVI TUTEJA


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Anvi Tuteja, Experiences, Poems

Broken

Hey guys, Anvi here. Presenting to you – Broken; a new poem for the start of the month. A reminder that being fooled isn’t cowardly. It’s brave, because you cannot asses a person’s worth by when they’re being broken but by when they pick up the pieces and make themselves whole again.
This was inspired by an experience in my life, though it is heavily exaggerated – like a mountain of a molehill.

You were the first to break me,
Did you ever care, just maybe?
My heart is shattered, here all alone,
I’m battered, and you just check your phone,

It was just a throwaway comment,
You said it nonchalantly, spur of the moment,
Lulling me in with that false sense of security,
Laughing, left all pretences of maturity,

And maybe I’m making a mountain of a molehill, and it’s unbecoming,
But I’ve got to admit, I didn’t ever see the knife coming,
And your words, your rumours, your weapons that you pointed at me,
It was the betrayal, the deception, the salt in the wound, straight from the sea,

I hate the way you’re so casually cruel,
Lured me in, and made me act like the fool,
But now I know the truth, as clear as a mirror in the night,
You revelled in my despair, raved in my plight,

But now I hope you’re happy because this is goodbye,
I saw through all your deceits, your pretences and your lies,
The likes of you could never break my spirit,
And to your excuses, tell them this – I don’t want to hear it,

You think you broke me, but you just poked a sleeping dragon,
I will live my destiny and reach the heights you can’t even imagine,
I will never be broken, I will never be defeated,
To win the battles, oh you lied and cheated,

But know this – you could never attain victory,
For I will be the hero, and you won’t even be a footnote in history,
You may have left me to the scorching West Wind,
But you never left as much as a fingerprint on my mind.
ANVI TUTEJA


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Anvi Tuteja, Experiences, Write-Ups, Written Work

The Opportunity of a Life Time

My Experience as a TEDx Speaker

This was an opportunity of a lifetime, well, all of my eleven years at least!  I had been selected to speak at a TEDx event organized by Faculty of Management Studies, Delhi University.  The conference organizers had been so impressed with my robot building skills and my discussions on technology that they invited me as a speaker to share my ideas and perspectives on how the new technology can impact kids in the future.

I took a deep breath and calmed my nerves as I walked on stage for my TEDx talk. I knew what to say, I had been practicing all week. I remembered my parentsโ€™ instructions to talk slowly and make a joke if things go south but as I reached center stage all my confidence evaporated, my voice shook and all my anxiousness was as clear as day in my talk. I messed up the first line of the talk but my fatherโ€™s proud face, my motherโ€™s supportive one, my grandfatherโ€™s hopeful one and my grandmotherโ€™s happy face drove me to success. My confidence never wavered after that until the time my demonstration malfunctioned.  This time I remained calm and tried the demonstration again.  It was successful and was rewarded by loud applause.

I spoke with hope up until the end of my talk, when I took a pause and waited with bated breath for the audienceโ€™s verdict. The crowd gave me thunderous applause and a standing ovation. To my pleasant surprise, I was then requested to pull out a lucky draw to choose a winner and also received a token of appreciation from the Faculty of Management Services. I walked away with my confidence soaring, my pride strong and my dignity intact.

ANVI TUTEJA


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