Please Concentrate

"Sorry, I didn't hear you, please what?"
I questioned as I strutted up the stairs after a leftover lunch
"Please concentrate! Please"
Is what I heard back

Yes, I was struggling to concentrate

Struggling to seal the fate

But these words of motivation

No, condemnation

Would they encourage your mind

To put in more effort in the grind

Uplifting thoughts if they are, let me know

Clearly then, my focus has taken a blow

Need to be courteous and get back to appease

After all, I've been requested, concentrate please!

Early Parades at Bal Samand

The semester ended more quickly than I anticipated. But I was more than relieved. I wanted a head start to the great time that lay ahead and so planned to catch the sunrise (but of course it was too foggy that day!). Here is a glimpse.

Panoramic.

Crumbling Blossom.

Foggy Scape.

Cand-eye-d.

Exploring Innocence.

Pc-AY.

Final Sprout.

Catching the Light.

Nibbling Stare.

Poser.

Happy Winter !

Somewhere in the past

It was an average day. The same old me, the same old stress, the same old expectations, to be someone  I was not. I went about the day, forcing myself at every step to be someone I was not, do something I necessarily didn't feel like doing. And failing miserably at doing the same.

Then unexpectedly something happened and I was thrown overboard, in a sea of memories, my past, my glorious past. The time when the days met the night and every moment was a fresh breath of life.

There were no expectations compelling me to do or not to do something. It was just me, the good old me. The me who knew no limits, no boundaries, no right ways of doing things, no wrong ways of having fun. Just pure bliss. Being surrounded by people who loved what I loved and hence we loved each other. No spaces to be filled with fake laughter, but the silence was only in which we became aware of each and every strand of our nerves. People who lived their life and stayed up all night because sleeping would just deprive us of some greater melodies, melodies of the unwritten future, that remain to be inked.

When I look back at those days, I am stoked, I am in shock. I never knew how great a life I led till I now confront my present everyday. It stalls me completely, and makes me question every single thing that I am doing. What I am moving towards. Is it necessarily a better plane or am I just trying to hide the pain by reassuring the gullible heart of something sweet that lies ahead? We shall see soon enough.

There is a greenbelt adjacent to my house. There is a wall at the entrance. That wall is not great, it is not ancient and it is definitely not a modern wonder of Le Corbusier. But it is one of the most beautiful walls. Once upon a time, I think after a certain time at night, I can't remember exactly when but that wall and everything around it transformed. The cold breeze blew with strums of rhythm and one of the most beautiful sounds that nature could have created filled the air. Everything was silent and still, yet it was like the moonlight sonata played in a loop.

Whenever I am home, I still see that wall and I go and look at it randomly in the middle of the night from my balcony. It is there. It won't go anywhere. But the seasons have changed. But I think I can change them back maybe. Maybe the time has come. Who knows? I don't think life gives out a schedule. This is when you will be tested for what you have learnt. I don't think this is how it works. I am sure it is more like the shock and test method.

Crevices

Animated folds of skin

Strained threads of thought

Rotten memory of pleasure

Stolen satiety or bought

Struck by sin

Washed away by disgrace

Illusion to reality

Driftwood in infinite space

Ascending from valleys

Descending from seas

Strolling in the sands

Of cobblestones in streets

Trails of fear

How much to bear out

Enough to authenticate

Faiths, illusionary or manifest

Running against the waves of stickmen

Crushing dead the emotive

Any reminiscence shouldn't remain

Sickening model of entity

Breaking even

Crevices of choice

Puppetry continues

All ends with beginnings

Amansar

Smile now you're allowed to cry

Shout for the echoes of your own soul

Cry for the acidic barren lashes

Succeed for the applause of vacuity

Fail now you belong

Blood filled cylinders of metal

Shining gold grid, surround

Blame up, trusted shackles

You left, right

Infinite flaws of the lights

Invisible support of the darkness

Where What How Why When

Needles piercing the parchment

Pulling, pulling, pulling

Leash, collar of nothing but not you

Solemn mind

Bleed, bleed, bleed

Seep into the faults of the sky

The stars twinkle, struggle

Die out, Die out, Die out

Sueño Accidental

Face of water and salt

People prodding steady and tall

Glimpses, eyes and ears

Sound and fears

Out is now to see

No where to be found in this sphere

Carrier of disappointment

Hopes smashed to dust

Winds of time 

Flow of heart

Storm of the mind

Fair ,what is written

White crisp sky high

Black what was in sight

Gray rippled night

Spilt over stained char

Expectations

Experiences in frames

Body not the same

Years in sentiment

Starless moonless darkness

Born Free

Slavery is a curse. Apology, was a curse and hence abolished and eliminated from most progressive societies. Really?

It was a sudden uneasiness. A constriction of her breathing passage, as if there was no more oxygen in the air and all she was inhaling was nothingness. It passed away in a few moments as she forgot what just happened. No medical practitioner could diagnose the ailment. No alchemist could heal her.

We often believe that we are free. Our nation gives us freedom, our Constitution guarantees it. And most of us are from progressive societies and live in modern families. But how do we define this freedom? Is it the freedom to wear the clothes of our choice, eat the food we want or go to places that we want to and meet the people of our choice? But is this really what being free is all about?

I don't think so.

So I decided to come zero in on a few question that can help us determine, are we really free?

1. Where you are right now at this very moment, do you want to be there?
2. If yes, are you happy in that place? If no, would you be somewhere else, if not there?
3. When you woke up today, were you excited about the fact that you are going to do something  that you have looked forward to do, since yesterday?
4. Could you on a piece of paper, clearly in a sentence, define what you really want to do in life?
5. Do you often in gatherings feel like you don't belong there or what people are talking and joking about is not really what you would talk about or joke about, if it wasn't for the social obligation?

This is a very short and sort of informal questionnaire and there is no criteria or scoring key to judge your answers. But the point is that the whole process of answering these basic questions should have given you an insight into yourself and also who you really are or want to be. Whether you are a believer or atheist, the truth is pretty clear. No one is going to accompany you to your grave. No one is going to experience your pain and your happiness. It's just you and only you. Even after knowing this, why do we allow ourselves to be bound, by these externalities? True freedom lies in being you. And being you, is to be free from all that is outside of you. 

Bitter/Sweet

Man inside this cocoon. A cocoon of social obligations, wishes, desires, of self and the others. Some people will break out and be beautiful creatures. Some die inside the cocoon. And then those who did break out, but whose colours were not as bright, whose stride not that high. They tried, they did. Hard. To become a part of the league. To become a part of the stream that flows and is followed. Hard. But obviously they did not fit in. Not that they were special or extraordinary. Never. They had no shine or sparkle. No sweet tones of honey in their speech or money in their pockets.They were defined as being different.

No one could stand against the sunshine. No one to chose the bitter over the sweet.What relevance did the shine have without the darkness or what joy in the sweet when no bitter to make it sweet?

To all those who are labelled as different, it is time to redefine. Yourself, for yourself.

This world is great. In all of its greatness, is reflected the influence of a few. A few who chose who would be considered great. And also a few who chose to be great for themselves. They didn't crave the greatness of the world nor the applause that is so hollow that it echoes even in vacuum. To these dull butterflies I say go on. No one will understand you. Your motives are strange. Your ways unacceptable. But does that mean your sacrifices are in vain? Remember what you left wasn't for the shine. What you gained wasn't for the glory. Our life is not one of shine. Accept it. Not one of glory. Remind yourself. But it is a life of courage and substance. To be brave enough to break out and to survive. Against the flow. Not giving what is asked for, but what you wish to give. Being what you are born to be, not what you are turned into. Remember the roots, the birth. The shine fades away. It wasn't meant for you to taste. It was because you rejected the shine, that it remained and remains, for others to chase.

Remember.

Choices

Sometimes the choices in life you make are difficult. You are excited and nervous. It seems like a huge opportunity and you catapoult towards it. But what about the pain that the same may be causing to another person. Sometimes it is not your lack of strength, but your loved one's weakness that holds you back. The choice makes one feel horrible, like you are a criminal and that cruelty is the only trait you possess. So, what do we do now?

Scenario 1

Pursue the path you chose. The path that is difficult and tedious. The path that no one but you is responsible for. The path that might lead you to glory or perdition. The path that is selfish and cold.

Scenario 2

Pursue the the other. The path that is easy and smooth. No hardships and no pain. The path that you are not responsible for. The path that might lead you to glory or perdition. The path that is sensitive and selfless. The path that is not yours.

The risk involved in both the scenarios is equal. Pain and suffering are considerably disproportionate for you, as well as your loved ones in both the scenarios. So, what would be your choice?

I chose Scenario 1. The difficulties, pain, suffering and all the risk. The responsibility that the choice is my own. It might seem stupid to do so. But the issue is not the pain and suffering but the regret. Responsibility that I can feel proud of or that can pull me down. What I make of it is my choice, but whatever it is, is my responsibility. I will have no one to blame for my failure or give credit for my success. And in such a case I will accept the failure too with pride. Because at least I tried. I didn't take the easy way out and just take credit if I succeed and blame other people for my failure. This is the reason for my pride, even if I fail.

Life presents before us hard and tricky choices, but it is on us, to not be tricked. Have faith and for once give it your all. If it is good enough, you succeed. If it is not you lose with pride, not to show anyone, but just being satisfied in your heart.

Conceit

Thy words are hollow

Echo only in bats' ears

Thy promises abound 

At gates of utopias 

Thy ways alchemistic

Underseas of green sands

Thy world so pale

Grey with smoke of poverty and pain 

Thy faithful

Never inquire this shame

Thy people loved

Only not for ordeals of fate

Thy power discrepant 

Not for stories of concrete 

Thy justice candid

But for anatomy of muck and sludge

Thy hope infinite

Nebula for tormented anima

Amar A Desear

It is human nature that we want things that are out of our reach. Why are we so attracted to such entities? I have no clue. But what do we do in such a situation, when our heart wants something so bad, but our mind is very well aware of this fact that it is not possible for us to have it? Also, sometimes we long for something so much, but we know we are not deserving of it. What do we do here? Forget it? Ignore our feeling, our liking, our longing for that thing that dream? Should this be our plan of action? I doubt it. Our heart and mind are different entities with their own weird and segregated sense of functioning and understanding. But one point where they intersect is this present situation. If we don't get anything, something is not as we want it to be, and we know that we can't change that, it is very difficult for us to accept the same. But feeling dejected, we just bury all our feelings and try to move forward in life. For some time, it may seem that everything is fine and we have moved forward, but the truth is that memory always remains in our head and heart. It just doesn't go. And throughout our lives, the memory stays with us and reminds us of what we didn't get, what we lost. It is like a permanent storehouse of sorrow and dejection, and when these doors open, a waterfall of emotions rolls out from our eyes. So, as I never want this storehouse to exist within me, I have devised an action plan for the same. Try. Yes, we need to try. Till the time we won't take a step towards what we want, it will always remain out of our reach. Till the time we don't try and be worthy of something, we will never be able to find out how much we want that thing. Till the time we don't put in effort and toil hard, we will never know what all we can achieve. And if in spite of doing this too we don't get the thing that we want? Well then we start over again. Because if we love that thing so much and our life is worth living for it, then why not start off by giving life to its pursuit. And trust me, if we really love a thing so much, we will get it in some form or the other. This is nature's rule, I believe. But then remember your love for that thing, your desire should be so so so so so so strong that nothing can stand in your way, not even you yourself. So with these lines, I end this post and hope that life shows each one of us something, some goal that we long for so much, that we are willing to give up our very life for it! A  desire so strong, passion like a storm, that nothing stands in our way!

What's enough ?

What's enough?

To stop and stare

Move forward and glare 

At life and it's sense

Hypocritical nonsense 

What's enough ?

Give up your dream

Dreading a loud scream 

From the hell below

Or where blessings bestow?

What's enough?

To breath a sigh 

Even when you're high 

Trusting your soul 

Is it to reach your goal

What's enough?

Bury your heart within 

The sands of sin 

Not committed alone 

But impelled to atone

What's enough 

Beauty of the heart 

Not good to start

Body remains in mind

Heart is to find

What's enough?

Sacrifice to you 

Without a clue

Consequences dawn

Upon a bed of mourn

What's enough ?

To bid adieu 

Letters alone a few

Far away is self

Now from myself

What's enough?

Lines to meet

Never for sweet

Roundabouts surround

Destiny yours abound 

What's enough?

Lay a confession

Stand a concussion

Apologies that never mend

Reach no happy end

Debris of a dream

She thought she was courageous, that she believed in the strength and power of her dreams. She hoped and strived and tried to move forward, live the life of her dreams, realise her aspirations. But whenever she took a step forward, she was pushed two steps back. Whenever she tried to rise up, she was pulled down. Why? She didn't get the answer to this question. So she tried to ignore it and still pursue her dreams. But again she was attacked by the people, who themselves didn't have a dream, and she thought they were jealous of her and her dream. So she again got up, forgetting all her sorrow, tried to move forward and fulfil her dream. And again she was pulled back by the customs and hurdles of the society. But this time someone told her the answer to her unanswered question. And it was this answer that broke her into pieces, millions of pieces, so minute that they could never be repaired or fixed. The answer she got was- Dreams are not meant to be fulfilled. They are just meant to be broken. And thus, no one has the right to dream. After hearing this, her ideologies were shaken and she was deterred. She asked herself, Don't I have the right to dream? Why do dreams, my dreams, hurt everyone so much? Keeping in mind this fact, she stopped her journey, the pursuit of her dreams. She no longer was proud of her courage to dream but instead felt like a fool who had dared to dream. Her dreams were demolished now, just like her. But no one could see the debris. And the pain that she experienced in all of this, was worse than the worst nightmare. It was like when you get out of your bed, all cheerful that today is your birthday and just as you move out of your room, you see a funeral taking place. You are shocked and as you move forward to see who has died, you realise it is that part of you which had died just yesterday when your dreams were broken.

In the end I would just like to ask this question, do we really have the right to dream? Does this society really allow us to pursue our dreams? Become what we want to? Do what we want to?Unfortunately, the answer to these questions is one I don't even want to type, because I don't want to accept it.

All in a swirl !

We all know that life is not perfect. We win and we lose. But once you have proven yourself, your worth, it just doesn't matter. Because even if the trophy is small, the achievement is big! No one but you could have done it, in spite of the circumstances you were in. This is the essence of life. We can't have all good things at one time, but yes in parts we can! So, whatever life throws at us, they are all curve balls agreed, but our will power, knowledge, hardwork and perseverance can act as a bat and help us hit all difficulties hard in the head. This post is dedicated to my quiz. An experience which taught me a lot in just a few hours. Never underestimate your enemies but more importantly never underestimate yourself!

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The will to change, change!

Over time we get used to our different lives. We may be happy, sad, according to our wishes or just the opposite. If it is the latter, we criticise, crib but all of this is just momentary. After some time, we learn to accept, adjust and move on in life. We start living in whatever manner is best possible and start accepting life as it comes. But then life takes its usual course, that is, it turn the tables on us once again. Change, the most inevitable part of one's existence comes in yet again. It may be positive or negative. It may be for our betterment or for the worse. But no matter what it is, it is not an easy thing to accept. So, what do we do now? Sit back and let life take its course? Or stand up and try and change the change in the way that we want it to be surely for our benefit, for our betterment? I think the latter, even though a difficult and somewhat impossible option, is the best way to tackle such a situation. We can't stop a happening from happening, but at least we can, by our effort and intervention, make it happen in our favour. This is the power of humans. Our will power that is more powerful than the power of change, or life taking new turns every second. So, whenever an unwanted change comes in your life, take it in your stride and become a part of its course, rather than standing in its way, so that whatever the unseen is, at least you know more about it and would be able to handle it in a better manner and even benefit from it. It may prove to be positive for our life and improve things for our existence.

Forgiveness

For all the healing in the world
There is just one reason
For all the pain in the world
There is just one solution
For all the trust in this world
There is just one reason
For all the distrust in the world
There is just one solution
For all the truth in this world
There is just one reason
For all the lies in this world
There is just one solution
For all the peace in the world
There is just one reason
For all the war in the world
There is just one solution
For all the love in the world
There is just one reason
For all the hatred in the world
There is just one solution.
For all the righteousness in the world
There is just one reason
For all the guilt in the world
There is just one solution

Don't run after it

Almost everyday in everyone's life, there comes at least one moment where you feel as if no one trusts you, as if everyone is doubting you, your intentions, your feelings and your actions. And trust me, these moments seriously hurt when you know that you have been as true and sincere as you could or anyone could have possibly been. It is in such times that we feel what wrong have I done? Didn't I do enough to ensure their belief, faith and trust in me. It is also in response to such talks that we hear replies like we trust you but not the world, or that we never asked you anything about where you go what you do. They may haven't. But actions are much more visible than verbal commitments. I don't say that these explanations are wrong. But I have another view on this. Why do we need to worry about anyone's trust on us, in our abilities? A person needs this only when he or she doesn't trust himself/herself or obviously if he has actually broken someone's trust and would want it back. We just need to be true to one person. We just need one person's trust to stay alive and in bliss. And that is none other than we, ourselves. If we are true to ourselves, we know that we haven't broken someone's trust or breached any boundary, then we have no need to worry about whether other people trust or doubt us. It remains of no significance. Because any person who is true to himself/herself is automatically in the good books of his/her God and is true to her/him. And that's I think much more important than the trust of this petty world. So, I suggest you all to, instead of focusing your energy in gaining someone's trust, check whether you have your own soul's trust or not! Don't run after someone's trust, just be true to the person you see everyday when you wake up, in the mirror. That face you see. It is the only face in the whole world which will cry at the same time as you, with you and laugh in the same manner as you. Just gain that person's trust and the journey of life will be so much easier!!

Realize

She kept on telling her
They won't they won't
But she adamantly said
They won't they won't
She told her she was her only
They don't they don't
She still adamantly said 
They do they do 
She warned her don't
They would they would 
She still said I would coz
They wouldn't they wouldn't
But now the time has come
She told her I told you
They did they did 
She said I know
They have they have
She told her you see
They said  they said 
She said I did hear
Good bye good bye 

There are so many moments in life where we realize like we have been wronged, we didn't get what we wanted and felt that we would and that too from loved ones. And these are the moments when the hardcore truth of life dawns upon us, that we all are at the end of it all, alone, surrounded by complete silence and serenity. We trust so many people around us, care for them, help them when in need. But all of this is of no avail when we realize that life is a unidirectional thing, everything just moves in one direction. We all, all humans make our sincerest efforts to move forward. And the same is applicable to all our deeds.We need to perform them without expecting anything in return. It is not as if you wouldn't get anything back, but what you might get won't be what you have expected.   

Worthy apology

Forgiveness is for those who value it, because they understand the pain that their deed has caused to someone and the trauma that it is has caused to the mind of their counterpart. It is absolutely not for creatures who look at it as just another word in the dictionary of their stationery and fragile minds which are nothing but cerebral matter with no feelings at all, no pain or sorrow whatsoever. This is a message to the latter lot to stop apologising as forgiveness doesn't matter to them, similarly nor does their apology matter to the former, who understand the value of pain and the worthlessness of happiness.

Someone Like You- Cover

Hit Hard? Who? Never.

It is quite strange that how, how in this big bad world, in this place of sadness and sorrow, you see so many people running just running towards something. Something weird and unknown to me it was, but not now. It seemed so strange, why people are not bothered about the pain, the sorrow around them. So I too leaving behind all the trash, decided to find out what was that strange thing. I took the first step, it was very hard, very hard. Then as a walked towards that light, I felt so much more composed and calm. And then finally I got there, I reached my destination. It was nothing extraordinary, nothing out of the blue. Just a plain old thing that I had been ignoring for a very long time. It was hope, the slightest chance, a 0.01% probability that things will fall into place. And trust me that this probability exists in every situation, even the most difficult of them. It is just something that you hold on to. Till eternity, it is worth trying. And in this very struggle of trying, you reach your destination. And all of this is not philosophy or something just made up. It is tried and tested. If a wave move towards you, pushes you back, hits you hard, none of this is painful or difficult to handle. It is a piece of cake. But when this same wave emerges from within us, pushes us hard, hits us badly. This is when it all gets out of control. It is this same wave that makes us or breaks us. Because if we throw up, we never get back again. But if we hold on to even a pillar of sand or salt, it is definite that we will stand back up and the wave inside of us will actually push us forward towards glory.  

Traición

Why is it that even though we try so hard every day, every moment, every second, but things just don't seem to change! It appears as if life has come to a stand still. It has stopped just where it shouldn't have. How do we define what is enough? Like that's it, this is the limit. Why are some choices so necessary? In two ways, one, people who are in sadness stop crying, and two those in happiness stop smiling. This is an indicator of the fact that yes, they have enough sadness or happiness. It is enough for them. There is no need to be more gracious and shower any of this anymore. There is no need for this anymore. No one follows the principle of give everyone what they deserve because if it were so, then those with excess happiness or sadness would never have felt so numb that the happiness or sadness doesn't matter to them anymore. This is a testimony to the pain that they have gone though. So much, just so much that they have stopped feeling things, stopped communicating, stopped living. And the same is equally true for people who have abundance of happiness. It has blinded them and made them ignorant about the pain in the life of other people. Because you can't turn into a philanthropist and say that yes I have experienced the pain of the world and that I deserve what I have got and I have done my bit to improve the conditions of the world. All those who say this are just big fat liars, whose life is so full of luxuries that what they call charity is actually just some of the extra stuff spilling over, nothing more or less. So I call upon all those in pain, all those like me, all those like us, to kindly stop accepting this charity, goodwill and philanthropy of people these big fat liars. Because they don't actually care about you and nor do our lives depend on them. We don't need their hand to move forward. We have to push them aside so that we get what we deserve.

Mourn-Day

Decency, simplicity and grace

Are all signs of weakness

Not for the heart and mind

But for the society that exists around

This is a serious disaster that is taking place. Moments of intensity and heaviness. The world is turning into a different place. Everything just seems so different- people, places and things. Sometimes we feel like we had known none of them. Every mistake is termed as arrogance and every good deed or gesture as fake. Fake is what the world has become today. There are very few people who look at the real world. Most of them are just lost in the reel world. People no longer seem to be effected by the goodness or uniqueness of others and contrary to what should be happening and is true this uniqueness has become synonymous with ugliness. This is just a pitiable circumstance. This is a moment of mourning that none of seem to be  competent enough to accept the different people and their different ways. 

Volando En El Suelo

We all at some point of time in our lives feel a bit lost, as if traumatised, numb or in an oblivion. There seems absolutely no way out of whatever we are in, and the sad part is we don't even know what we are in. We don't feel like being with people, talking or just about doing anything for that matter. Our heart and mind move at a very slow pace in such times. Time itself seems to have stopped. Happiness doesn't seem to excite us, nor does pain bother us anymore. As I said earlier, everything moves in slow motion and even though we are audience to everything that is happening around us, no matter how big or small, important or not, nothing registers in our mind. It doesn't make sense to us. It just doesn't matter. In such times certain questions arise in our mind like, What is the purpose of our existence? What is the importance of this life? Why do we need to follow dreams? What is the necessity of doing the things that we do everyday in our lives? What is our significance in this world? All these questions may have come to your mind or may not have, if not at some point of time they definitely will. The answers to all these queries don't really exist. We go through many things in life and many of them question our very existence. Rationally thinking, what difference to this big fat world would the life and death of a person mean? If we use any formula and calculate, the answer is the same. It would make no difference as we are not very special or extraordinary people. We are no Presidents or Olympians, we are no celebrities.Then why is our existence required. After looking through possibly all the places that my mind could think of, I found the answer in a very strange place, in my inner self. And to my utter dismay the answer was much more simple than I thought. To us our life, our existence seems very ordinary because we don't believe in it, in ourselves. We don't believe that it is special, very special. That 's it. This is all that makes the difference between some people becoming celebrities and others feeling so disheartened and ashamed of themselves. Agreed, we may not be as beautiful or intelligent as some others, but they may not be so many things that we are, and in most cases they are not even that beautiful, trust me, it's all rotten inside. Our life is much more precious to those around us, our parents, siblings and  friends. They are people who really love us and care for us and will stand by us no matter what. We don't necessarily need the accolades of a million people to feel special, one word of praise and appreciation from our parents does the job well enough. And it is for their happiness that we live, that we do each and everything that we do, every single day in our lives. And trust me for whatever they give us, it is all worth it. So never question your existence or significance in other people's life. It will be as big as you make it, as special as you believe it to be.

Moving Forward

We all know that our lives not perfect. Let alone not perfect, a hell lot of miles away from perfection right? And you know here and there, in the course of life, obstacles are like always there. They don't see who they are coming to. They don't see how much it hurts for us to actually overcome them. And when one goes it is like another was already there to receive us right? And when we look at other people we think Oh God! why have you given all the pain in the world to me? Look at all of them leading their picture perfect lives blissfully! Well I ask you all to stop at that very moment, when any thought of this sort comes into your mind. Why is that our homo sapien species is so fickle minded and narrow in their approach towards life that they always think about what they don't have and just truly believe in the fact that the grass is greener on the other side! And I have no shame to say this I too think so! Without doubt, each and every one of us, no matter how hard we try to deny it or avoid it, hearts in hearts, we all know this hardcore truth. And this is no ordinary problem, it is a disease like plague, once we get it its hard to let go. And trust me, we don't realise how far this petty disease  has already ruined our lives. So much of our time, we spend cribbing about what we don't have rather than appreciating what we do. I don't say that we should be satisfied with life, no not at all. But wouldn't it be more appropriate if all of our energy that we spend cribbing about  things we actually use it to earn those things? Wouldn't it be more sensible to do so? Life is too short to cry over things or topple over obstacles. It moves at a very high pace much faster than we can even imagine to imagine to imagine. We can't move at that pace but it is high time that we stop wasting time on cribbing over what we not have and whatever we have to face. Instead of thinking of how bad things are for you, let's just think about all those people who are so much worse than us and also we think about making our as well as the life of such people much better than what it is. Because in order to move forward it not necessary always to step foot on the failures of others and turn them into your gains. It is a lot more easier to propel upwards when you have someone along with you to hold your hand and push you through instead of someone just pulling you back down.

Se Sentía

She felt like she was drowning
Under all of these taboos
Between all these boundaries
She felt like she was suffocating
There seemed no way out
She felt like she was helpless
There was no second chance
She felt like she was heedless
She felt llike she was sinking
Into the guilt of gluttony
She felt like she was balking
On the road to mutiny
There was no evasion
She felt like a prisoner
over her own life not death
She felt like she was a mourner

Examinations

How simple life would be 

If we had no examination to pass

No parents to please

Life would be like a mellow breeze

How relieved we all would be 

No competition to beat

No dreamy goal to achieve 

Just ourselves to please

Life would simply be incomplete

There would be no sorrow of defeat 

No happiness for what we achieve 

No appreciation and praises

No criticism or phases

Life would be so plain 

No entertainment or gain

No anxiety or stress

No scoldings of parents 

To ensure that we 

Always get the best 

Life would simply be incomplete 

Life would simply be incomplete 

Explode

We are human. We feel, the pain, the emotion, the guilt, the anger. But why do we never express it, as we should. In our lifetime, so much of what we are, what we think, what we feel just remains inside, it is never allowed to come out. It is as if what is real is locked inside and what is outside is just a mannequin, not the real thing, not the original thing. What is outside is what others want to see. Why do we hide ourselves under layers of restrictions, rules, institutions and just plain old fear. But the weird question is the fear of what? So why don't we open up all gates, remove all boundaries and let our inner light shine, let it all explode. Let's spread all the love we all have inside us. Let's spread all the happiness, the experiences, the moments, the pain, the sorrow, all of it. Let's pour our heart out, put it on a plate.What is all this fear about? Do you fear the fact that if you let the world have a piece of yourself, then you will be criticised? Abandoned? If any of these apprehensions are in your mind then I can assure you, they are all wrong. When you open the gates, what will come through is a constant stream of bright shimmering light filled with what you are. When the world feels it, you yourself will be surrounded by all that love which you have just poured out, all that happiness that was inside you will engulf you,  and give you a strength and satisfaction like you have never experienced before. We don't get a lot of chances in life. Sometimes moments come by and go and we miss them. We don't even notice them most of the time. And after some stillness, we realise what all we could have had, done, appreciated, shared, what all. There is so much to us all and we ourselves are blissfully unaware of it. There is a whole world of emotions and passion raging inside us all, trying to get a chance to break free. But we under the pressure of our social institutions, have chained it so hard that let alone break free, that world is struggling hard, very hard to survive. Please start expressing, start believing as I did or else one day that world inside you will just be gone, vanished forever. And let alone anyone else, but you yourself won't know what you are, what you were, who was the true person who resided in that body of yours. You will never know them. Stop hiding what's inside you. Just let it explode.

Hear It

It feels 
It pumps
It hopes 
It skips
It speaks 
It believes
It breaks
It tries 
It cries
It fights

Right now. Right in this second. Leave all of that pain. Leave all of that sorrow. Move. Try. Fight. Cry. To see the sunshine on the other side, it is all worth it. Get busy living or get busy dying. Because when that one moment comes, the right moment, the moment that only you and no one else can experience, can feel, then all will fall in place. All will shine brighter, brighter than the sun. Work till that moment comes. When that rush fills your body and your mind. When the sky seems so near and just around. When it seems that making yourself happy is the most important thing in the world. When seeing a smile on someones face won't matter as much as the peace inside you. To reach that moment, to reach that peak, to experience the adrenaline,  keep on moving, keep on running, keep on trying, keep on fighting faster than light or sound, faster than anyone around. To do all of this all you need is a little bit of it. Move quickly before, it does the last thing that it can, it stops.