The ground below him seemed to crumble down and he was left alone once again.
Standing on the cross roads of life, I believed that I had failed again.
The loop of negativity was really soothing
Just keep on enchanting these words.
"I am a failure" and I gurantee you
It's a really comfortable place to be because it requires no efforts. Just succumb to all the negativity that sucking you from inside and keep on blaming life.
And there I was all over again standing alone on the cross roads with cluelessly wandering where to go. So I chose the easiest path. Can anyone guess?
Suddenly so many voices started coming from crowd
Drugs, alcohol until someone shouted ending life...
In the toughest of times
And darkest of hours
Sun will shine
And life will be ours
I leave my mind to wander
And then it starts to ponder
Life is a game.no no
It's a walk, or may be a journey
Or a set of questions with only.two options yes/no.
Ummm or the biggest chaos which needs to be sorted
And in between these lines
I see that life is a mine
The most unexplored world
We all have to enter and never give up
The results show up
Only if we keep digging
Ahhh this sounds convincing
And my wandering pondering mind comes to rest
I can never define life
That is where the beauty lies
It lies in living and cherishing every moment
And be thankful for this gift
The way it is ...
Recently I got stuck in a traffic jam
For a very long time with no place to move and finally everyone turned off their vehicles.
Waiting in the jam, with nowhere to go,that moment of stillness gave me a chance to connect with life And I started to wander
"Our life is like a traffic jam only.
The roads being the path to success and different types of vehicles like 2 wheeler, 4 wheeler etc being the set of problems.No matter how tough it gets but you find a way to dodge them in order to reach home.
We will always be stuck with our set of problems like the vehicles surrounding us but all we need to do is to find a way to get out.
Life can put a break on your ...
Writing prompt from Jen
My name is Rohan Vyas. I am 26 years old,and I’m from Indore,Madhya Pradesh currently residing in Mumbai,Maharashtra for earning bread and butter.Software Engineer by profession and in search of a passion. My favorite color is black, People consider it negative but I don't take it as one. To me it appears as a sign of power and has the ability to take on anything(like black hole) and my hobbies include
Writing,music,sketching,cooking(only when I am in a greatmood),travelling,music, reading and stories that can grab my attention If I can describe myself in one word it would be Storyteller.
This is something I wanted tell myself from a long time.
There are 2 types of walks in our life.
I define them as physical and mental walking.
So the physical one needs to be learnt when we are child and that is learnt in 1 to max 2 years for every human being.
Then from four legs we come to 2 making us different from every other species.
But what we fail to learn is the art of mental walking and even a lifetime seems to be less to learn that.
Life will make you fall every day and we have to learn to get up and walk no matter how many bruises we have inside.
Where we fail to train ourselves is the art of getting up and walk again just like physically what we...
Lost and fkund
"I felt lost but also didn't want to be found." She wrote in her journal. She sighed and. Closed the book. She looked up and......
Her memories had travelled miles by now. With a heavy heart and teary eyes,
She looks again opens the journal, the front page has one photograph of a decorated army officer with the same grace and charm on the face.
5 years ago....
Ahana is really happy today because she has topped the university exams and graduated with a gold medal. She is getting ready to go on stage but she can't find her father till now who had promised her to be present.Anyways she gathers courage and walks upto the stage.
While giving the speech her eye...
I am not the same person whom I used to be till yesterday. Nobody knew we could do this and
The whole world is talking about this sensation. My company just received the highest IPO ever in the corporate history.
Suddenly everyone wants to know about how we did it and now the entire world is having eyes on me.
I am Rich and famous, suddenly I find myself sitting on the mountain of success .
With this comes a realization that with greater power comes greater responsibility and I am ready to take it.
As I finish another day, I find that time travels at its own pace but there is a beauty about mind.
Mind changes every moment and their trigger is thoughts. Like a sea, We may seem calm outside but each one of us has a turbulence inside.
So I decided to write about some of my turbulances.
We are the smartest generation at present and also the loneliest.
Everything is available at just one click be it food, medicine, clothes etc.
Everything on tips except relationships,mental peace,happiness.
Each moment we are living comparing ourselves with others and triggering the thoughts that are making us unhappy, lonely, restless, depressed deep down and also a blaming machine.
It's past midnight when he decides to go for a walk outside. The sky is clear of any clouds making the stars clearly visible. As he looks up...
His purpose of taking a walk is fulfilled. He stepped outside
only to clear his head from the chaos inside and looking at the clear sky it seemed the purpose is finally achieved.
With every step he took his mind began to calm down.
And eventually he could feel the stillness inside as he stopped to gaze at the clear sky.
A sky full of stars and a head full of dreams vibed at that moment.
His sweet little escape from the reality ultimately paid off when he saw north star shining in the naked sky.
And the sudden...
Lighting another one
Releasing the smoke
A thought crosses his mind
He takes out another one from the box
But this time he ponders over his life
And takes out a paper to write something
Considering a cigarette as a lifetime
It starts when you light it
Bud being the brain
Tobacco being the heart
And those drags the moments
We tend to waste our lives
Taking an easy way out just like
And listening to the bud
Burning the tobacco
In the end
All we are left with is the bud
and a life full of regrets
Always looking for an easy way out
Living a lifetime in fear, insecurities,
When the time comes to combat
We refuse to keep th...
From "no strings attached"
to "Strings of guitar"
A flirt turned into a lover
Lets talk. I have a gift which is that I am good with words only when I put it on a piece of paper. You will never find me expressing when there is chance to talk. But I speak only when I get a piece of paper.
For all these years we didn't talk neither I listen to what you wanted to speak. But sooner or later this day had to come when we had to talk about me and the unrest that is eating me from all these years. I thought that I'll seek for a solution outside but didn't bother to peep inside. The world outside overpowered the world within and in that you didn't say a thing. Like a silent spectator you waited for your turn and I must tell you this is the moment.
I know I have ig...
The stories we tell to the world
Is often a reflection.of world within
Which we choose to ignore
Letter staff's prompt
"Where do you wanna go, how much you wanna live?"
(Inspired from coldplay)
Let's connect and comment to know the answers.
Pouring another glass of alchol
The man sighed "Why did you do this to me?"
"I have seduced so many and you are one of those many who couldn't resist "
Don't complain that my trust is broken so many times
But learn to appreciate the fact that
Luxury is never given,it has to be afforded
Memories and Alchol
A divine connection prevails between memories and alcohol
The older it gets,so precious does its value
The more we preserve,the tastier it becomes
As we wish to call it
Either it's our life or a wonderful lesson
Chaotic minds and
Mind full of thoughts
And expressions falling short
The ink always being the spectator
And the mind stops being the dictator
When the words failed to find a path
They find their way
Into the another world
Where he meets himself
Titled "Candid Confessions"
Relationships are like bridges,
You cannot walk until both ends are connected
I disrespected myself enough
Until respecting myself and walking off was the only option