Thursday 10 September 2015

Me and You


You touch me with such warmth,
that I shiver with coyness...

You talk to me with such sincerity

that I start believing in myself...

You always keep me in your heart

that I realize we are one soul in two bodies...

and then I find I am awake at night,

because I am always awake in your dreams...





Dream


Everything starts with your dream
Add faith
and it becomes your belief
Add action
and it will become a part of your life
Add perseverance
and it will become your goal in sight
Add patience and time
and it ends with a DREAM COME TRUE!!!




Senses


I can see
the beautiful houses of the rich,
the expensive clothes they wear,
the luxurious cars they drive,
but
I cannot see
those demolished huts of the poor,
those ripped clothes they wear,
those decrepit cycles they ride...

I can hear
the songs playing in the pub,
the hooting in the concert,
but 
I cannot hear
those cries in the slum,
those yelling of the landlord...

I can smell
the aroma of the room freshener,
the fragrance of the perfume,
but
I cannot smell
the stench coming from those slums,
the swelter in their rooms...

I can taste
the international cuisine they can afford,
the sweetness of the tongue-tantalizing dessert,
but
I cannot taste
the food cooked in their kitchen,
the savory in the home-made curry...

I can feel
the texture of the antique furniture,
the comfort they have,
but
I cannot feel
the presence of no furniture,
the unbearable pain in their lives...

however, my sixth sense says that...
my other senses have gone into a state of oblivion...







Hope and Sanity

When I think of you
I marvel how this could happen to me, 
A girl so strong to control her emotions
A girl so amused that she didn’t need anyone else
Then why, did she fall in love with you and only you

You are my muse
My RHYTHMS AND BLUES
You are like first snowfall
A cold breeze on hottest day of Summer
The last leaf left in Fall
The first flower to blossom in Spring
You are my downfall
You are my worst distraction
Threat to my sanity

And now, when the world turns upside down
I look upon those memories
How you meant everything to me
And how I mean nothing to you
In love, I lose myself in sea water
and you left me
I lost my sanity....







Agony

I marvel the way you still hold me in your mind and dreams..
because I see it in the way you see me...

But I know things have changed...
because I desired for a thing that I knew would 
destroy me in the end...

Your memories have grown edges like a knife...
that cut deep down inside without letting the blood out...

The hole created in my heart is shaped like you...
because no one else can fit in it....

but.....

I have become stronger than depression and braver than loneliness...
and nothing will ever exhaust me again...

Because I will walk slowly...
but I will never walk backwards....






Being Tired


I'm tired of crying and being sad.
I'm tired of yelling.
I'm tired of being alone and needing help.
I'm tired of pretending.
I'm tired of feeling crazy and stuck.
I'm tired of needing help.
I'm tired of missing things and people.
I'm tired of being different.
I'm tired of feeling worthless inside.
I'm tired of not being able to just let go.
I'm tired of wishing I could start all over.
I'm tired of dreaming a life I will never have.

BUT MOST OF ALL, I'M JUST TIRED OF BEING TIRED....






Heart Break


Everyone in some point of their life is going to experience it. And you know what? It is probably one of the most painful things a person has to go through. I am not going to lie. When you get your heart broken, it feels like it shattered into a million pieces. It is like the person you were head over heels for stomped mercilessly on your heart. It feels like your heart is being shredded into pieces, cut up, and thrown in the trash and left to rot. It hurts a lot, emotionally and physically. Getting heart broken will make your heart physically weak. You cry and cry and wish it wasn't like this. You wish it was just a temporary nightmare. But you know the SAD TRUTH? It's not just a nightmare. It's the harsh reality. And you just have to accept it, the pain and all.



Kaleidoscope of Memories


I think-I think when it is all over, it just comes back in flashes, you know?

It is just like a kaleidoscope of memories. The memories come back, but he never does. I think a part of me knew the second I saw him. That with him lies eternal and heart-wrenching pain. With him lies deep sorrow. It is not anything that he did or said. It is a feeling that came along with him. Like the shadow following the body.

I am not sure if I am ever going to feel that way again. But I don't know if I should. I know the world moves too fast and the sun burns too bright. But I was thinking how could the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe I have lost my balance. I think the worst part was not losing him, it was losing me.

Don't just react. Respond.


‘Do you have the patience to wait till your mud settles and the water is clear?~Lao Tzu


     I read a story few days ago. In a restaurant, there was a lady having dinner with her friends when suddenly a grasshopper sat on her plate. She panicked and started screaming. Seeing her, all her friends started to howl and scream. Within few minutes, there was a panicking atmosphere in that restaurant. A waiter was silently observing this chaos. He went to that lady's table and threw that grasshopper out of the window nearby. All of a sudden, everyone became quiet and things were back to normal.

     What I learned from this is not the waiter's bravery but something more significant. More than the problem, it is the reaction to the problem that creates the chaos in life.


Lesson learnt:

1. Do not react. Always respnd.

2. Reactions are always instinctive whereas responses are always well thought of, just and right to save a situation from going out of hands, to avoid cracks in relationship, to avoid making hasty decisions in life, to avoid taking decisions in anger, anxiety, stress or hunger.







As Bob Proctor said, "When you react, you are giving away your power. When you respond, you are staying in control of yourself.".


Tuesday 8 September 2015

The Haunting Past

ItI remember this quote by Robert Frost, "It goes on". Realizing it does not hold true in reality makes my heart ♥ wrench. You see yourself suffering for your past, your mistakes, your decisions just because the people in your present don't approve of it. Your pain is not their pain because it was YOUR MISTAKE. People will leave you all the time. That doesn't matter. What matters is those people left without listening to your side of the story or judging you without knowing your condition. You know what they say about mistakes is wrong when your mistakes are not forgiven. When you have to live with the guilt throughout your life. When you cannot be trusted. When you cannot live without the burden of your mistakes. Your past will haunt you forever.

Saturday 27 June 2015

Unclench

The girl who used to cry, has no reason to cry now,
she wished for a prince charming, but is now alone,
started by believing in love,but is now realistic,
dreaming of a perfect family, she is lonely,
thought she couldn't live without that one person, but is now alive.

The girl who believed in fairy tale, grew up.



Lucky Girl


these days
I stand a little taller
hold up my head a little straighter
with something frisky in my step
a little sway from my hips
a certain gleam in my eyes
and laughter bubbling in my throat
let me fill you in
on my little secret
come stand a little closer
let me whisper in your ear
the magical thing that happened
to bring this change about...
I fell in LOVE you see
and the lucky girl is ME.


Oscillation

I don't know what I deeply desire from life. My life is in complete chaos. Everything is scattered. What I like is what I have given up and what I know nothing about is something I am trying to achieve. Why does life have to function in this way? Is it so essential to fit in? Isn't being unique something original, that everyone asks us to be. My desires are dying, they have started to rot, like the way prisoners are kept in dungeons, without any sunlight. My aura is diminishing day by day. My ability to stay happy is declining.

 What do I do know? I ask myself every moment I see others fulfilling their dreams. Should I become a walking dead with my soul dead or should I strive back to show to myself and the world what I am capable of.?I choose the second option. I would have to be persistence with my efforts, cannot leave the side of perseverance, but in the end I will be glad that I didn't give up just because I wasn't motivated enough.

I hope everyone out there does not choose the path of becoming a dead soul in this world where there is so much to achieve.

Stay blessed. Stay happy.