Putting on the Sorting Hat

Day #5 of Blogtember.

Monday, September 9: Take this short personality test and respond to your results.

This definitely felt like Sorting. Imagine, spectacled, bird-like me, sitting on the chair while the Hat evaluated my merits, qualities, abilities, and of course, limitations. And I was sorted into…

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INTJ house! *Round of applause from the house table*

The Humanmetrics Jung Typology test says that I am:

Introvert(67%)  iNtuitive(12%)  Thinking(1%)  Judging(33%)

    1. You have distinctive preference of Introversion over Extraversion (67%)
    2. You have slight preference of Intuition over Sensing (12%)
    3. You have marginal or no preference of Thinking over Feeling (1%)
    4. You have moderate preference of Judging over Perceiving (33%)

So, I happen to be pretty balanced as far as Thinking and Feeling is concerned, and to quite an extent, Intuition and Sensing too. I knew it!

Quoting from the INTJ profile:

When it comes to their own areas of expertise — and INTJs can have several — they will be able to tell you almost immediately whether or not they can help you, and if so, how. INTJs know what they know, and perhaps still more importantly, they know what they don’t know.

Several areas of expertise… I rather like the sound of that! A great deal of self-knowledge too! Not to brag or anything, but I consider that to be really respectable. 🙂

INTJs are perfectionists, with a seemingly endless capacity for improving upon anything that takes their interest. What prevents them from becoming chronically bogged down in this pursuit of perfection is the pragmatism so characteristic of the type.

Typical INTJ career choices are in the sciences and engineering, but they can be found wherever a combination of intellect and incisiveness are required (e.g., law, some areas of academia).

Cool! Akshita, the intellectual, incisive engineer!

Apparently, we INTJs are at a disadvantage as far as romantic relationships go. The website says that we are capable of caring deeply for a few select others (true that!), and are willing to invest a great deal of time and effort on a relationship. But because being Sensing over Feeling, instead of expecting inexhaustible affection and empathy from a romantic relationship, the we expect inexhaustible reasonability and directness.

Well, maybe the balance of S and F that I seem to have will take care of that! Oh, I see that my Intuitive side is taking care of it.

Probably the strongest INTJ assets in the interpersonal area are their intuitive abilities and their willingness to “work at” a relationship. Although as Ts they do not always have the kind of natural empathy that many Fs do, the Intuitive function can often act as a good substitute by synthesizing the probable meanings behind such things as tone of voice, turn of phrase, and facial expression. This ability can then be honed and directed by consistent, repeated efforts to understand and support those they care about, and those relationships which ultimately do become established with an INTJ tend to be characterized by their robustness, stability, and good communications.

You know, I’ve got to say, I’m pretty flattered by the description! Many of these qualities are admirable to me. And to be told that I actually possess these traits is pretty awesome. Maybe this is the reason:

sorting hat

And guess, who else was INTJ?

Stephan Hawking (feeling honoured)

Marie Curie (can you believe it!)

Jane Austen (Ooh!) and….Mr. Darcy! These guys have a way of figuring out the responses of a fictional character too! Just shows the brilliant character development of Jane Austen!

Have you taken this test? What’s your personality type?


The Notebook Of Dreams

Hello! It’s Day #4 of Blogtember.

Friday, September 6: A story about a time you were very afraid.

Now this is a difficult one. I’m presenting it in a poem.


The Notebook of Dreams

I opened the notebook at night.

I wrote of all my dreams,

Adding each colour, each flavour.

I described each mood lovingly,

Each moment of the time when

Those dreams would be fulfilled.


People came, they wondered.

“Isn’t your dream brown?”

I looked confusedly at my notebook.

It looked violet to me.

“Your dream is brown, how wonderful!”

They persisted.


The more I looked

The more the violet faded

The more the brown emerged.

“My dream is brown” I said.

And went about working

Striving for success in the brown.


Strangely, my plans didn’t account

For any of the brown.

Frustrated, I strained myself

Trying to search it in the sea of violet.

But, no! There wasn’t any violet, was there?

I had been convinced of it.


The brown kept eluding me.

And finally, the stark fear came to front.

That paralyzing fear of failure.

“I can’t be successful in brown! I cried.

“All my dreams are shattered!”

I broke down then.


Time passed, and the broken pieces

Glued themselves together.

New colours were formed.

The eyes, which had grown

Used to the dreary dark

Started recognizing the hues and shades.


And one day, finally

I gathered the courage

To search for the notebook.

Dust had settled on it,

But it was there in front of me all this while.

I opened the notebook again.


The dreams were all violet!

Surprised, I turned the pages

With furious intensity.

Violet! All violet!

“My dreams are violet!” I smiled ruefully.

And let a silent tear escape my eyes.


I know I haven’t disclosed much. But I think that people can relate to fear no matter what situation caused it.

Fear is not real

Photo via Pinterest

It’s A New Day

Blogtember: Day #3

Today’s prompt is fairly straightforward.

Thursday, September 5: Pass on some useful advice or information you learned and always remembered.

Everyone, I’m sure, figures out a way to pep themselves up when they are feeling low. Some people have special persons that they go and talk to and then, immediately feel better. Me? I’m self-sufficient. I go to my Pinterest board of quotes for inspiration.

I’ve always been a quotes collector. Back of the notebooks, on the margins of a worksheet; I like writing those little bits of advice. Just writing them makes me feel better. Now, I know that quotes tend to lose their value when read repeatedly. But this one particular quote has stuck with me.

I found this quote on Pinterest many moons ago, and somehow, I’ve never forgotten it.

I don’t easily forgive my mistakes. Or at least, I couldn’t, for a long time. And I’m not even talking of major, life-changing mistakes. The little things: reaching five minutes late, a small error in an exam (yes, I’m a nerd. Judge me!), a job not done to utmost perfection; I used to get restless. And then that thing used to eat at me during nights. Basically, I was a worrier.

If I’m to be completely honest, I still do worry a lot. I still like things to be perfect. I still don’t like to make errors. But that eating away part? That’s gone now. It’s become far more easier for me to move away from my blunders, and take an objective look at the problem.

My advice? Don’t dwell too much on your past mistakes. Only take what you can learn and go ahead with doing it a little better, each day.

On second thoughts, this is a highly useful thing that I’ve learnt in two years of college. All you busy cellphone users? Please turn off the ringer when you sleep. Especially if you have an insane overly sincere highly concerned colleague/classmate/team member!

I’m here. Now.

Hello! You must be aware that I’m participating in Blogtember blogging challenge hosted by Story of my life blog. Today is Day #2.

Wednesday, September 4: If you could take three months off from your current life and do anything in the world, what would you do?

Hmm…difficult question. There’s a lot I would like to do and try and learn in life. Oooh! I already have visions of myself travelling around the world, meeting new people, sitting in a cafe somewhere drinking some exotic tea and writing in my notebook.

As I’ve mentioned before, I get travel-sick(the opposite of home-sick) pretty soon.

 I could be scuba diving somewhere…

Photo via Florida Memory (Flickr)

Or, I could be floating up in some balloon. (Wishful sigh!)

Photo via Pics Visit (Pinterest)

Or (and this is the most likely), I could be curled up with a good book on some beautiful beach.

Beach book

Photo via Pinterest

Sounds like a perfect picture, doesn’t it?

But I wonder why so many people have these dreams of taking time off their lives. You hear it so often.

“If only my job/school/life wasn’t so busy, I would do this.” Or

 “If only I could just leave everything for a while I would…”

Or some other version of  “If only…”

What is it about our current lives that makes us want to run away. Sure, everyone needs a break. Everyone needs a holiday sometimes. But specifically, what is it about our present that makes us want to live in the past, the future or a parallel world. Why does “if only…” play such a major role?

I would be the first one to admit that I’ve spent a considerable amount of time dwelling over the past or in most cases, daydreaming about the future. There have been a number of days where life feels stagnant and unmoving, and I wait eagerly for something to happen. Or sometimes it sweeps by so fast that I have to catch my breath and hope for life to slow down. There’s always the anticipation for something good happening, tomorrow.

And, waiting for tomorrow with eagerness is perfectly fine. The trouble arises when Tomorrow starts overshadowing Today.

If only (and this is a different kind of “if only”) we could stop wanting to wait for something to happen. If only we could be in the Now completely. How good it would be if we were to immerse ourselves in the current moment and enjoy it with all our hearts.

Yes, I do enjoy holidays. Yes, I want to try a hundred different things while I’m at it. But when I’m here, in my present life, I want to welcome each day as it comes. I want to be able to savour each little event. I want to be able to enjoy every single cup of tea that I have. I want to be up to my neck in work and enjoy every moment of it. I want to listen to every song as if I’m hearing it for the first time.


I’m here. Today. Right now. And it’s a perfectly wonderful moment to be in.

I don’t do back story (usually)

I’ve decided to take up a blogging challenge. It’s called the Blogtember and it’s hosted by the Story of my life blog. Since, I’ve never blogged this often (5 days a week), I may miss a few prompts, but nevertheless, one has to start somewhere. 🙂

Here’s today’s prompt:

Tuesday, Sept. 3: Describe where or what you come from. The people, the places, and/or the factors that make up who you are.

Have any of you see the Disney movie Tangled? Remember Eugene’s dialogue? The one that goes “Oh, no, no, no, Blondie! I don’t do back story!”?

Well, that’s exactly what I feel like saying right now. It’s so difficult to narrow down all the things and all the situations in my life to a few that “make me what I am”. It takes a million moments to form up a life, a lifestyle and an attitude towards life. For the life of me, I can’t think of a chosen few.

Hence, this poetry, dedicated to my parents (I’ve started understanding the importance of clichés). They were the beginning of everything for me, and it is from them I’ve learnt the importance of diverging out and creating my own endings (or newer beginnings).

Where I come from

I come from rocks and rivers.

One metamorphoses

The other is ever-changing.


I come from fire and ice.

One glows proudly in your eye

The other soothes you gently.


I come from mountains and seas.

One is the pillar of strength

The other instils a sense of adventure.


I come from days and nights.

One looks at the jobs to be done

The other makes me pick up the pen.


I come from silences and sounds.

One teaches me the importance of few words

The other of connecting.


I am all about balance.