When she goes out on the streets,
harassment awaits her,
she would be overlooked as an alien,
a lifeless entity, a piece of mockery,
some disdain her,
on the way she walks,
the way she speaks,
the way she sees;
on the way she is; but – Read More
When she goes out on the streets,
Of all the beauty, bliss and ecstasy
I enjoyed once for no reason,
where are you?
Limitless abundance of joy
and suffering in equal proportions,
only to amuse me and
be taken lightly;
where are you now? Read More
I had a dream,
a dream that
felt like a dream;
I shall never know;
but I had to
begin somewhere though; Read More
On a fine morning, I decided to end my life, out of grief and failure; I was walking in the sidewalk; a kid,came near me and started to walk with me; I thought I would have the kid as my last companion so I didn't mind and asked, who are you kid? he kept mum, he seemed a bit tough, like the one's who mined in olden times; I asked what if you fell down a hole? I would stand up and walk, he said what if the sky comes falling down? won't you be afraid? I encountered; I may be but I'll try to push it up, he squeaked with confidence; intrigued I was, here I was, on the brink of suicide, yet I'm witnessing courage and determination; so I ask- what if someone comes and beats you up? He simply claimed that he wont fall to them; when I asked who are you kid? he replied with a smile and said I'm who you are!
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See Everything, Be Nothing
My waiting lasts a lifetime;
Why a lifetime?I’m not sure,
it may be more or less;
may be it’s my waiting to last;
may be I like the way it is;
may be you should read more;
I reckon Read More
In olden times, there were people who were insurmountable and majestic not in terms of wealth or power but in their nature. Even today there are many and Many more yet in the making.
Even being great, they lived by a set of principles, to scale the stars, to be their own god, to attain success in every aspect they encounter or to embrace failures with open hands to move on to greater successes, We too need some ideals as we are no different from them and believe me, there are many,
But, the principles of a Warrior is sacred, which can be applied to our day-to-day encounters, like while taking to our bosses to saving and loving a life. It is not something that is endangered, as it is eternal.
Birds speak to each other
Animals greet each other
People wake up, people go to sleep;
Many are born, Many are dead
Some eat, some drink, some puke
Some fight, only few are at sight
The times are not so great. I thought that everything ( mostly the things I don’t like) in my life is meaningless or to be changed and to do what I do is not going to work. I believe that everyone, including myself would face this problem depressing every now and then. Eventually after repeated failures we tend to give up in our day-to-day lives. We have done so many in the past, even being an optimistic.
I believe that success is not the end of the path for betterment rather it is the way we move over failures, though we get depressed.
After each failure, We pause, to consider the worthiness of going beyond and walking the extra mile to reach the pinnacle. The process, in which we battle our inner demons, the battle between our heart and mind, we have to choose either to go beyond or to stop for now and call it a day.
This is to you and this is to me
Said the crazy boy in town;
For he was all not alone
Sat in a rocking chair by the phone;
Waited by far and waited by long
Slept after he heard the midnight’s gong;
Days and months passed by short and long;
As he waited for the love’s lost song;
Alert in his trance to join his love
For she became his mighty hearts dove;