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Listen to me when I am talking
Listen to me when I am walking
Listen to me when I am sick
Listen to me when I am free
Listen to me when I am busy
Listen to me when I don't speak
Too hard ?
But I did !
And if I could , why couldn't you ?
Nevermind , you moved on but I couldn't !
So now let's call this even :). @GC
The 4 letter words starting with the alphabet 'L' are always dangerous .
LION , LOVE , LADY !
Mess with it and you know the consequences ! @GC
Press Delete ?
Because even that demanded revisiting those memories/nightmares. @GC
For no reason .
A convenient way to escape the conversation , but there is always a hidden reason which we don't want to tell others and which we don't want to accept ourselves. - @GC
~A survivor Who Fights Everyday~
Just another day yet something special.
Out of the blues I met this man.
A man who smiled !
Smiled like nothing had happened.
What might be his story I wondered.
Why is he so happy? I was bothered.
But it was a relief !
To see someone smiling in a world
where everyone is in a competitive spirit.
Competition of who is in more pain than the other.
Silly people. Silly world.
There was something in the smile that attracted me towards him.
And I knew I had to hear him !
At last I heard his story !
The 'different' story that questioned yet strengthened his 'ability'.
The setback he called boon.
The man who finds positivity even i...
DO IT ; if it makes you happy. *
*Terms and conditions :
It is always advisable to be happy . But that happiness should not be created by hurting the people who matter. Because if you fail you will end up disappointing your loved ones who will still help you get up. So why not count them NOW by making sure your happiness is not on the cost of theirs.
You deserve to be happy and so does everyone :)
No dates to remember,
No gifts to give,
No walk to accompany,
No plans to skip .
No lies to tell,
No moments to celebrate,
No happiness to share ,
No smile to shine ,
No eyes to dig deep ,
No heart to hear,
No table for two ,
Just replies to give !
That's when I realised I nomore have
A friend to keep ...
It is said that love is in the air .
Don't know much about the purity of love but being a Delhiite I do know the status of air quality !
Searching for happiness I ran away;
Away from my people ,
Away from my mains.
Tried understanding the truth of life.
Figuring out what I can do ? and
How can I smile ?
Did everything to burst my issues
Walked, burnt, broke, thrown,
The gifts, the memoirs , the tissues...
Still there wasn't any calmness I could feel !
Talk ? To whom
Walk? Not this time
Shut up ? No way
So maybe let's write again !
We all want happiness,
We all want to smile,
We all expect someone to understand,
What's going on in our mind.
So why not just stop asking and
Start answering others ?
Come-on let's be 'happy together'. ✌
~Women's Day Special~
Everyday I live .
Everyday I die .
I am a girl who never cry.
People could come, people could stay.
But for you my heart will never fall a prey.
I have freedom .
I have boundary .
I go to party .
I do the laundry.
But I have to be careful,
While I carry myself cool.
If I do wrong who will claim ?
Society is waiting there to blame !
I can roam with friends .
But can't go away far distance...
All I can do is wait !
Wait until a veil is put over my head .
I am not a boy who can lead .
I am the one who happily accepts her defeat .
Coz happiness in my surroundings is what matters to me ...
Everyday I live .
Everyday I die .
I am a girl who never cry .
BORN TO FLY
Neither the voice of the silence,
Nor the rhythm of the violin.
Breaking the shell of protection,
Coming out with rising intention.
I am the seed that has been sown,
Among the crowd; an unknown.
Lot of achievements gone un-admired,
Making an identity against desired.
Standing tall at the budding stage,
Hope in the eyes, instigating rage.
Going against the followed tradition,
Writing my book's first edition.
I am a caterpillar becoming butterfly,
A common soul; born to fly.
Isn't "2a.m." overrated ?
I feel the real trouble is "2p.m." when you are surrounded with people and work ; still feeling lonely and unproductive !
When things go wrong
Don’t think for long
Cheer up !
And go on a walk.
Walk for miles
To bring back your smile.
Think what went wrong,
And try to accept the right.
People go against,
Don’t freak out.
Go on a walk
And just shout !
Shout so loud ;
That no-one hears
It is not always
That things get clear.
It is not always
That you are right.
Listen to your heart
Instead of having a fight.
Help yourself and
Walk without fear.
Be beautiful, be shabby
When you return; Just be happy !
Looking at the window,
From sun to clouds
And finally the rain.
New drops revived her old feelings,
She sat there while,
Staring at the same fan and ceiling.
Picked up her pen ,
That was hiding in the den,
To share her heart,
From the moment back then.
The pen stood tall,
The sheet gave a blank look.
For the ink to spill,
A lot of courage it took.
The happy moments of the past
Made her now suffocate.
How could she handle such bitterness
With a heart so delicate?
After all the fakeness, dishonesty and lie,
She feared ever trusting a shoulder to rely (on).
That day she sat after so long…
But writing again didn’t go easy al...
आज बहुत बुरा हुआ ।
नहीं पता कल क्या होगा ।
गलत भले ही होगा मगर ,
चलो आज से तो अच्छा ही होगा ।
Life is not about questions and their correct answers.
But the journey and efforts towards finding your own solutions.
Let me clear one thing. Falling in love doesn't require efforts. Staying in love does ! So instead of wasting energy over chasing others to fall in love with you, just try to mend the heart that still loves you.
You already had more than you deserved and you pushed it away ... Now what is the point of running behind others to love you ?
I trapped myself in a web of thoughts ,
When I realised that , I couldn't find a way out .
Now I wait for someone to break the web and set me free.
I am the victim , I am the culprit .
When you fail even after following your passion ,
You lose the right to show aggression !
Why I don't answer calls often ?
Because I have seen things end over calls so easily. I have felt years of bond breaking. I have seen the extreme decisions declared on calls. I have been a victim more than once just by answering calls . I have felt helpless. I have felt unimportant.
So, next time you want to talk, better drop a text or meet me in person.
So that I am given the time to understand the things properly and react accordingly.
Sometimes we forgive someone's dark deeds .
Not because we have a bigger heart ,
But because we are more scared of our own darker fears.
To those who believe in me a little too much ,
To those who believe I have superpowers ,
Sorry I disappointed you by behaving like a human today !
I know you are experienced and want to protect me . I know you care about me. I also know that you wish the best for me.
But I want to confess something. Being in a shell , I am unable to discover myself. I am not taking a stand because even I don't know what I am good at.
Please set me free, please let me explore .
I might not succeed in the first go.Let me experience failure so that I can start enjoying my success.
I might get wings and fly.
I might get gills and swim .
But allow me to break the shell.
So that even if I fail multiple times I would be satisfied that atleast I tried.
(who respects you but wants to be on her own.)
What am I trying to hold and
What am I pushing away ?
Will nothing stay ?
Just when the sun set,
Just when the day ended,
And when everyone slept ,
She woke up .
Not for love ,
Not for passion .
But to find herself and
Calm her aggression.
She faced problems,
She had her fears,
She tried hiding those neverending tears.
But she knew a fact !
The fact that she is strong.
Strong enough to help people,
Strong enough to help herself.
She faced outrage , she was left alone .
But then reminded herself 'who has not?'
So what did she do?
She started exploring what she hadn't known .
She could be me , you or an unknown .
Sometimes a reader, sometimes a writer ,
She waited for the dark to shine even brighter...