Remember these times,
When life is so uncertain,
When a day seems like an eternal time,
When your thoughts overule your future,
When everything around makes little sense,
When you constantly strive for a stronger reason,
When you are always calculating the odds,
Should I, should I not?
Lost in thoughts, lost in if-nots,
Time passes by,
Fewer choices to choose from,
What shall happen,
And what is the right path.
Remember these times,
When you tried and never gave up on it,
Gave your best and fought for it.
Did all you could and endured it.
Remember these times.
How 30 changed my life,
With broken friendships,
That I thought could last for life,
Life changing decisions,
That made me plan a better career.
A long awaited answer to my love life,
Everything just seemed like an answer,
A long due of how I would lead my life on.
At every step, it makes me think twice now,
It built in me strong determination,
And a fear too that I never felt,
It built in me a mountain of confidence,
To fight it out and be strong.
The last few months seemed like a year already,
So many emotions and thoughts,
Many instances where I needed to talk,
To anyone who would just say,
Everything will be alright boy,
Don't you worry.
And I hope it really will be,
For I see the signs...
Let's just be kind and help one another.
I often see a lot of anger in people. People on roads, in driveways, malls and everywhere possible. Everyone wants to be selfish and just get their work done and move on with life. Rarely do we come across people who are ready to listen to others and do whatever they could to help the other. It need not be a monetary help always but sometimes all people crave for is someone to listen to them and tell them that the world still loves you. And that they are not alone in this rat race.
Many of us are blessed with a lot of good things that the other people might not even know how it feels like to have those things. Yet we take so many for granted. Imagin...
Where do you look for motivation when all your motivation has faded away and you have no hope to go on with life?
What do you do when everything that you planned or everyone you knew went the wrong way?
When will you know that this is not it is all to life, but the best is yet to come?
How do I pull it off, knowing that I ve used all my time and there is no more left?
What do I do to make myself happy and make my loved ones proud of me, knowing that I may not be able to.
May not be.
But maybe I will always have these thoughts.
And maybe I will always fight.
Maybe that's what I am.
A fighter all my life.
"But only this time you rise with all your grit and determination..."
For the past one year I have had the most difficult phase of my life. Something that I worked for for many years dint actually work out. And I kept wondering why it happened the way it did. I was depressed for sometime.
I decided that I not let myself succumb to the downs in my life. I decided to make my own future since then. I worked very hard and I din't have any hope of it working out. I just decided to give it my best shot no matter because that was the only thing I had it in my control. So whatever was in my control I want to make best use of it.
I am someone who believes that hard work definitely pays off. And it...
Often we come across amazing people in life who create beautiful memories in life and teach us some valuables things in life.
I wanted you guys to write a letter to anyone that has left behind such memories or taught you something really amazing in life. It could be anyone. It could even be someone you have just seen once in your life and never again.
I am looking forward to reading some amazing lettrs written by you guys. Once you are done please comment below.
I will make sure I read each and everyone of them.
Thank you :)
I think many a times we don't think about the many impossible things but we head towards in that direction hoping everything will definitely work out. And they do in most of the cases. They amaze us. But we rarely realise about that underlying confidence we all have in ourselves. It keeps us moving on. It gives us the greatest strength anything could ever give us. I am so blessed to have such amazing things that have happened to me till now in my life. And I know for a fact that they will keep amazing me as long I keep moving on with that bright confidence.
Life is so fragile.
Yesterday I woke up to a phone call. One of my best friends mom passed away. I probably dint sink in at that time. I din't know what to do. His mom's death was such a devastating moment because she was such a healthy woman and no one expected this. His mom was all he ever had. His father left them at a very young age. He had no one else. I wanted to see him but he lives 5 hours away from the place I did. I just passed on the msg to other friends. I was restless till the next few hours. Should I go visit him? Would my visit be of any good to him? I am someone who mostly tries to avoid any kind of social gatherings. Especially in India when a thousand people turn...
I dedicate this poem to all those people who recently got killed in #Las Vegas shootings, killed in #Rohingya massacre, the #Mumbai Stampede, and all such similar events. Rest in peace.
What's a free world,
When you are bound by time,
That doesn't let you do what you want,
For however long you want to do.
What's a free world,
When you are bound by money,
That doesn't let you have what you want,
For howmuch ever you want it to have.
What's a free world,
When you are bound by borders,
That don't let you travel where you want,
For whatever visa someone need be.
What's a free world,
When you are bound by organisations,
That don't let you be at peace,
For whoever they blame to be.
Life isnt fair to us all the time,
Life doesnt start at zero for all,
Some are born with a silver spoon,
Some born craving for atleast a meal a noon.
While its worse when its only rags for one,
The one in riches has no reason to not spend it all.
I often envy those who have the best at thier feet,
A lot of us struggle everyday, on our feet.
While some may say, hardwork is route to success,
Many of us spend all our lives working hard,
Hardwork not always takes us where we want to,
But have we got any other option to seek to?
A billion of us sapiens in this world,
Each in a world of their own troubles,
Working hard, working all their might,
We falter, alter and cater to needs around us,
What drives us everyday?
Is it the money, the fame, or this whole game?
Why do we run behind all of these?
Why does our greed never cease?
We strive, we achieve without any bound,
But can't always keep our feet on ground,
We always look beyond,
Into our future,
To make that mark,
To make it big,
Not to be happy with ourselves,
But to just get all the attention we want.
We forget the happiness in the present,
And always strive for something we want in future.
In midst of all of this chose,
We forget who we are,
And we forget to do one simple thing.
To live in all content now.
When you are deprived of motivation to do things in life,
Listen to music, watch a inspirational video,
Get that motivation running.
Might sound simple but I needed it most of the time.
Like I heard someone say,
What do you do on the days when you don't feel like doing it?
Those days when I'm tired or worn out or basically sick of the grind,
What do I do in those days?
I go anyway.
I Keep it moving.
Keep it moving anyway.
On this night, I look up at you,
In this well lit moonlight,
And the long silent night,
You shine there above, full and bright.
I know not where she is,
Or to give her my love at this time,
But I know she is looking at you,
With the same thoughts I got too.
Oh ! bright full moon,
Take this love and pass it onto her,
Tell her I miss her,
And bring me back her love.
For she is so far away now,
And you the only one who sees us both,
Stranded on different lands,
Looking at you for our missed one.
Just another pointless day...
I wake up everyday to find pointless things around,
I see pointless lives around,
I see pointless politics with no bound,
I see pointless media running behind trp,
I see people making pointless content than to find interesting ones,
I see pointless social media feed,
I see pointless emotions people fake in need,
I see me being bothered by pointless them,
I see a just another pointless day.
I miss your early mornings,
When I wake up with you and roll around in the bed.
I miss your lazy ass not wanting to get up from the bed.
I miss how we two brush in that tiny bathroom,
Each trying to get a glimpse in the mirror.
I poop while you shower like no one is in the same room.
I miss how comfortable we both are,
Miss driving you to work while you doze on and off,
I miss our long drives fighting small to play each other's music,
I miss our interesting talks about everything possible,
I miss how you break my arguments everytime with simple logic.
I miss our long weekend plans,
Our unplanned hikes,
Pushing you to hike further more,
I miss sitting in the middle of the forest,
Just you a...
May be at a point you will start feeling like staying alone.
When you don't want to talk to anyone,
Don't want to listen to people tell about thier life,
Don't want to know what anyone else is doing,
Don't want to check thier social feed on apps,
And forget everything and everyone else.
You will probably feel like going back home when everyone sleeps,
Going to places where no one sees you,
Going to unknown and newer places to relax,
Probably going to a bar alone and drink.
May be these are the signs that your life is changing,
Signs that tell you a lot about life,
Signs that tell that you are capable of a lot,
Signs that help you live better.
And it's perfectly fine.
You are not depresse...
Time flies away.
Remember that time when you had all the time in the world, yet you chose to just pass your time doing nothing productive. You don't realise about all the free time you ever had until you have it no more. Now that we don't have it, we can only think of a thousand things to do in that free time.
Life gets so hectic sometimes that we lose a track of everything we wanted to do. Instead we work like machines, like robots sometimes, and like people who don't give up till we achieve it. It becomes so monotonous. When life is busy and when we have no time at all, we tend to always think about those thousand things we could do if we had the time. Simple things, like reading a book ...
So many of us think that none has seen the life like you did. None has gone through the life like you experienced. But we fail to consider that none of us have lived the life like another. None have been through troubles like another. May be each is different and has its own level of stress and difficulty. But each of us have our own problems in life. Our own worries that we always think about.
Happiness like they say, is a state of mind. Probably better said, is a state of mind for a period of time. We all are happy. Our lives aren't that miserable at all. But happiness is sometimes dominated by sadness, fears, stress, negativity.
Our thoughts shape us all in leading a goo...
"On an early morning she walked to the sea, hoping to see the sunrise. As she sat down, the sun slowly revealed itself to her. And so did someone else..."
It was him after more than thirty years. It was a really short period of time when they were together in their twenties. They dint plan for it ever. They dint want to be in a relationship either. Infact she knew he was after someone. What started as friends ended up in each other's bed. It was still fine when they thought they were clear in each other's head.
Over a period of time, the love for each showed up. Neither could they stay together. The boy was already in relationship with someone else and the girl was leaving the city. Everyt...
Many a time,
I thought about giving up,
About running away,
Thought about the time passing by,
Where everything around me moved so fast,
And I wondered why I was stuck in one place.
You would then appear and be,
Stop the ticking clock for me.
Hold back this fast paced world,
Tell me to be certain and remove the cloud,
Make sure I keep moving,
Until I falter again in my going.
You would tell me again,
About the ray of hope I should gain,
About the tunnel and light that disdain.
I wondered if there ever is a light,
At the end of that tunnel which always looked like a night,
I will travel with all my might,
As far as my heart drives that sight,
And as long as you drive the he...
#Social media and all its jazz.
Today most of us really can't live without our phones even for a single day. We need them. We need the phone to constantly be on social media, to check every other person's story on Instagram, to Snapchat the most silliest things and the least of all to stay in touch with friends and family.
Sometimes we all get so tired of seeing these posts of people online. It has turned into an addiction for all of us. It has a control on our lives. On what we do. Our thoughts, ideas and our mood are heavily influenced by a lot of activities on social media. You look at the person's Instagram story you most envy, he/she is doing well and we don't stand it. It affects u...
I previously wrote a post about what all my dad did and how much I love him no matter what. In it too, I only tried to see the best in him.
I did learn a lot from my dad. Good and bad. Most of which I keep telling my friends two points I learned the most from him.
1. How NOT to be a father.
2. How NOT to be a husband.
My dad was a big failure at both of them. He was never a good father in terms of his responsibilities and love. I guess he was never ready for marriage. Maybe he lost interest during a course of a time. Or maybe he liked too many other stuff than family. Like not having responsibilities, like women, money and so many other things than family. My mot...
Often in our lives, we are troubled by the thought which makes us re-think if the steps we took in our lives were ever the right ones? Why did we not choose the easy path? Why are we not like everyone living a very easy life? Maybe we could have chosen that way. But why didn't we? What made us go in the other direction?
Do we ever get an answer to this question? Do we ever feel better that the choices we made are probably the best, though it takes us a long time for life to convert to the best?
And then we try to console ourselves saying what's the fun if we lived like everyone else? We get to experience way more than what they would have. We get to see the real life. Understand the ...
First love is always special for all of us. It's always so intense. More powerful, more dramatic and it sucks the life out of us. I don't know how you must have felt but for me it was the best thing that happened to me. It taught me so many things. I learnt a lot from my first love.
I have told a lot of my friends this.
"Get a girl, fall in love, and if at all she breaks your heart, don't you worry, for you've just become a man"
First love heartbreak is the most painful thing. We get so involved in it that we plan so much with that one boy or girl. We probably planned how to get married, where to stay and even to the extent of naming our kids. It...
Stop thinking about the past,
Stop playing it over and over again in your head.
One sec, one min, one day at a time,
Have you once thought about the good?
Have you thought how fortunate you are,
To still stand on this ground and think,
Have you listened to your heart anytime?
Did you forget?
That your life is better than a homeless fella,
That you atleast have a couple of dollars in your pocket,
That you have a loved one always close-by.
Did you forget to appreciate?
How your life has moved on from worst to worse,
But hey it's better than worst,
How you can sometimes smile,
Than a depressed soul on the sidewalk,
How you still have everything intact than som...
The gush of the winds by my ear,
The stretch of skies so clear,
The man-made structures,
Ruling over the formidable greens.
I see a stretch of train blocks,
In the distance, that moves slow,
The people in it so tiny and glow,
The tungsten lights up the city,
Smoke and pollution dimmers through,
All souls locked up in thier shelter,
The lights in thier blocks tick off,
One by one, as the night grows darker,
The voices in me sound louder,
Talks, walks that open a hundred cracks,
To battle and clear them all,
The longing for someone to talk to,
Needy, sometimes greedy,
Time flies by so quick,
Was it only the other day
When I needed none to pla...
One step at a time...
What is life all about for each of us? Some say we need to have a purpose in life. Some say we need to experience everything that life has to offer. Our thoughts, our perspective, our life is definitely different from any person out there.
For most of us, the perspective from which we look at everything in the world is definitely the most correct one. However cluttered our thinking is, we are often thinking that our thoughts are much progressive, liberal and most kindest than our ignorant neighbour.
Life is really strange that way. We rarely do think about our mistakes. We rarely do apologise. Because in our minds we did the right thing anyone could do and no one coul...
Memories from Childhood.
The path to my fields.
As a kid aged between 5-10 years old, I spent a part of my childhood in my village, a very small region in south India with about 100 houses in it.
I often was woken up by the sunlight that seeped in through the tiles of my house and hit my face. After a constant nag from my father who thought that everything in the world would be better if only I woke up early, I got out of my bed to be welcomed by the distinct sounds of mooing cows.
I spent a lot of my time playing with my dad's brother who was in his early teens. He liked me so much that whatever I wanted to learn he would show the same excitement to teach me that.
Our fields wer...
"When I watched you walk away,
I knew I'd gone too far.
I'm on my knees to plead for mercy.
Don't want to live and hurt alone. "
Only if I could go back in time,
And never make that one move that shattered everything,
It was never intentional anyday,
Don't you walk away till I see no one.
This pain, this guilt, let alone handle it,
I wanted to give my love and never hate,
Many a time, things go out of our control,
Don't you walk away, this is one such.
Let this pass,
Let this nightmare burn,
If only you could accept me new,
Don't want to live and hurt alone.
It's like those fine sketches on a book,
That I see and think that could be you,
Those curvy lines depicting your beautiful eyes,
Often incomplete leaving it to my imagination.
I run my hands on those beautiful lines,
Thinking and hoping it's you in real,
Sometimes when I close my eyes in between,
My fingers sense the touch of your smile in real.