A WANDERING SOUL...

A newborn who knows nothing of the world, the most expressive and just does what his heart tells him to do. But the world around him is on fire to make him the "MOST SUITED". In order to make the naive child coherent with the norms of the world he has to dwell on, he is taught to wear masks. A mask, so that you can hide whats within you, your thoughts, feelings, emotions and expressions, and pretend to be what is expected from you.  The first lesson, which takes a long time to master and some even fail to master it after a whole lifetime,- DONOT CRY!! As soon as a newborn cries, the adults around him start doing whatever the super weird and stupidest stuffs to make him stop crying. When an infant, he is taught in a mild way by giving toys or making him swing, or playing some sounds etc. As he grows up, the form of teaching changes. When a child cries, he isn't treated as infant, now, he's shouted at, and at times beaten, slapped and threatened. when a teenager cries, ...

RANDOM THOUGHTS... When you're alive, but the breathe ceases, and heart hollow, life empty, like drowned within the depth of sea, with no skill to swim and no desire to float...   When you're consumed in your own fantasy.. and one fine day, reality hits hard.. And you're left suffocated with your own thoughts...   Then, drowning becomes easier than breathing.. and Giving up feels lighter than fighting..                

THE FOUR DAYS..... God gave him the life He asked for happiness But the god denied. Hard and crude, god made a deal. There shall be four days A day of blessing. A day of sorrow. A day of joy. And a day of shock. The first day.. He was all blessed With lucks and charms Married his crush, A home in lush, Business at peak Got all that he seeked. He wondered how beautiful the life is Somewhere along the lavish meal, But forgot the deal. The next day was soon to come, With the new morning and rising sun. Sorrow hit him hard Golds and the cars, He lost all in the card. Quarrel in the home Business on the loan, Amidst all the fights Nothing went right. To the god, he called and seeked But was reminded of the deal. With all his courage, He refused to fail, Struggle felt long, But someday sorrow had to be gone. As joy arrived, This time he took a hold of the world within And around him. Neither was he in excitement Nor in distressed. For he knew, Its jus...

LIFE... AS IT IS... She's just born with the innocence in the smile, And the heart so fragile, Not caring whats in the world Her soul knows she'll get through all. Its been a year, She's a girl with no fear. With a blithe heart, She jumps into a pothole of water As the water droplets swing around Her new dress is stained. But she's still fine Because she knows to live the life. Now, she is a teen Dressed in glitters and fling. She has new friends And a hot-shot crush. Little does she know of the world And in her head, World is full of herself. Her biggest nightmare Is a blot of a pimple Her biggest cupidity That dress of her favorite celebrity. She grew to an adult graceful and fine. A respectful job From nine to five.  Heaps of works Drains her body and mind. But She's still hopeful that Someday she shall shine. Her hair's grey now But ohh her grace.. She still looks so fresh.. Those fine lines wrinkled face and skin dried, A...

 IRONY OF LIFE The heaviest hearts, don't shed tears.. The deepest feelings, are never shared.. Purest of love, remain unexpressed.. Strongest emotions, flush in depression.. Loneliest people, live in the crowd.. The brightest pearls, are never found.. The most painful life, are never publicized.. The  most helpless victims, don't get justice.. As a rule of life, You walk alone, In times of despair. . Happiness are shared, Pains hidden.. Success are celebrated, Hard-works mocked.. Life is not a vacation But examination. Larger the backlogs, Finer the learning..

ME VS THE WORLD You are the sun, I am the star..  You outshine me,  though we're so far..  Your presence is celebrated,  I am just showcased. You give them light and life,  I have nothing to offer,  They revolve around you,  And wish me to fall.. Like all stars,  I shall fall too..  And when i do,  They shall close their eyes  And make the wishes,  But don't they realize,  If i could grant a wish,  I would grant my own,  To become the sun And feel the shine..    NOTE:- There are moments in our life when we feel so diminished. We tend to undermine ourselves and blame self for each and every bad thing that happens. "Me Vs The world" are the words carved at a state where one feels worthless and starts comparing self with others and tends to question one's own validity, which becomes even more harmful...The life of everyone except yours seems like a heaven and your own life feels like a never ending strugg...

STORY OF HOPE...   The story Of the sky and the sea..  Always looking for each other,  Never to meet, never to be one   And yet..  Appreciating the togetherness, Just for what it is..  Just for what they have..  Far at the horizon,  They seem like one.  But that horizon,  Always too far to reach.  But still hoping..  That they shall meet,  They shall be one..  In some world Where the horizon exists..  And that hope Keeps them alive The same hope...  Keeps the world alive..

 CIRCLE OF LIFE.. As they walked down, the lane of life, Leving behind, The world of  Innocence and juveniles.. The strict monitor, Learnt to be humble. And the cool back benchers, Started to stumble. The sweet class-teacher has now turned old the cute lil girl Is now soo bold.. The selfish topper Just flew abroad The quite bespectacle Is now a humanitarian. The A listers are still struggling Between passion, work and family. The F ranked are juggling, With power, position and money. The stars in the mark-sheets Which made many cry, Now seems more diminished , Than those twinkling in the sky.. Today, After ages , the teacher smiled.. As he Checked their facebook profile.. The long bios and cool pictures, described their see-saw life, Full of adventures.. The cry babies are , now the young adults, leading the world and, Creating a generation..

 A PHASE... In the sky, as she flies Stepping on the cloud nine, The white vapor darkens, Condensing and pouring rains. With the cloud gone, The floor beneath her none., Now acts the gravity, Pulling her to reality... The world never seemed so bare, Cruel, torturous and full of pain, It had boundaries and limitations, Rules, acts and regulations.. Her wills were thrashed, Heart was crushed, Feelings were flushed, And innocence hushed.. The magic wand didn't work, She no longer felt loved, She was told that's life, But to her, she wasn't alive.. To everyone else, Her words made no sense, And she couldn't explain why, The dried face and wet eye.. At the center she was kept, To be talked, judged, and shaped, As tears rolled down her eyes, People mocked her plight.. Worry not, oh dear self! its just a phase, time shall pass.. and wounds shall heal.. and someday you will feel, it was all worth it!!

THE FORBIDDEN APPLE There lies a forbidden apple, up above the tree, to eat or not to eat, the decision within me.. Of all that's in the garden, it seems the sweetest, red, ripe and bright, enticing me for a bite.. Had it not been forbidden, would it still feel the same? whats sweeter? the apple??  or the fact that its not for me?? Its not for the taste of apple, but the desire to break free, and defy the rules that's put upon me!!   Oh dear lord, forbid the forbidden, and set me free.. Let me leap high and allow my wings to fly!!!    

PHILOSOPHIES OF LIFE... Do you remember your first sunrise!! An orange ball rising out of nowhere.. How amazing, how astonishing!! Back then, It brought a smile in your face.. But with the passing days, And after thousands of sunrise and sunsets, Its no more the miraculous orange ball, Just some physics and gravity’s call.. And the sunrise no more brings a smile,  Just a new day with overloaded mind.. That's just how our birthdays are.. One or two;  You don't remember the first few, Three, four ; five; Lots of attention and good food, That's all u knew... Six to ten : - All about gifts and new dresses you gained. Eleven to eighteen :- Treats , parties and fun with friends.. Slowly as you age further, You Remind yourself, age is just a number, And now birthdays don't arrive alone, Body fat and the wrinkles come along.. The bills to pay and buses to catch, Your life is just a never ending cricket match, Life throws you the hard balls, You try to bounce, sixes and fours So...

ME VS THE WORLD... In the beautiful garden, Of roses and lilies, Would u plant a weed?? Dark and toxic.. You are the garden, And i am the weed. Oh, so un-matching, Oh, so unsuited.. Weed shall be there, Only until its invisible,  Once, its seen,  It will be plugged,  Pulled out from roots,  And thrashed away So, it never dares to grow again,  NEVER DARES TO LIVE AGAIN..

 THE STRUGGLE You and me are same, But still very different. You have a world with Beauty and reality, My world is all about Fairies and imaginary.. You love your world, I hate to be in mine. You're full of compassion, Me like a rotten slime.. How the same coin, Has two diff faces. Seems together, But never the same. So is my life.. The layers of you, Like blossoming of the petals All together, creates a perfect art. And You are that perfection. You and me are different And we know it. You are struggling to live And i m struggling to leave.

 THE PERSPECTIVE... Have u heard The voice of the silence? the strongest voices Are never audible. When a body turns to ashes, The screams are best imploded Without voices, without words. Only the nescience Complain of their unheard voices, And the intellects, Work in the silence. Have u seen The color of the darkness? Would you say black? But what exactly is that? When all the colors known to mankind Are mixed and mingled with fineness, U get a pure black.. The most colorful of all. Haven't you wondered, Why are the eves so special? The Navaratris and the shivaratris All celebrated in darkness, Darkness's more colorful than the daylight. Have u felt the pain of love? Love's as much a pain As it is a joy More the thorns than the roses. How do u say that you've lived If you've never really loved. All those feelings of The juvenile attractions, The joy of eye contact, And the pain of separations The world is round, U may see the nor...

RANDOM THOUGHTS...   I got all that i wished and even more.. I suffered for all that i got and even more..

    RANDOM THOUGHTS...   Some things lost New things gained Good or bad, The memories always remains.. That's the beauty of life, Its neither a still lake Nor a flowing river. Aspiring to reach the sea, In an infinite ripple..