I was waiting for her She told she will come for whatever Her curly hair was trying to cover her left eye She was continuously keeping that naughty hair behind her ear I was dreaming for her While I was waiting for her I felt the cold breeze On my shoulder It has the fragrance of her I can feel her My retina was not able to make her image I was feeling like sage Sun was moving very fast as going to see his fiancé It was like a race I had a hope that Today we will come face to face And when my this hope was about to vanish She appeared with a sound of the swish Scene was set The day was going to meet the night It was a beautiful sight Our meeting was light But it kept our emotions tight We met In the midst of sunset.
One certain thing in this uncertain life is uncertainty itself.
Years ago you called me
To say something into my ears
So that no one could listen to it
And those three magical words
Keep ringing in my mind
And always encourage me to sail across the storm
Where are you?
Please come to me
I have to say/whisper something to you
The magic of whisper
It’s very personal
It makes your feeling eternal
Just launched. All terrain. Completely mettalic. Fully automatic
A part of life I wanted to relive.
Today an incident in my neighbour forced me to pen down this.
When heart breaks
It does not make sound
I don’t know who said it
I don’t found this sound
The reality is
When it break
Often it break with so many things
It break every single cell of body
Every single vein and nerve get choked
It break your ability to trust anyone
Broken heart compels you to break
The first gift you had
You want to wash
The memories of first date
And not only this
You want to permanently delete
All the files of the day before break up.
I want to see the people
Who says
When heart breaks
It does not make sound
The reality is
It is total chaos inside
And for broken heart everything
Zeroed down outside
Why no one listen all this shout and chaos
Why people don’t feel the quake inside the broken heart
To feel and listen all this
One must have sensitive heart
It’s not true that
When heart breaks
It does not make sound
But the reality is
It makes huge, loud and clear sound.
Me: Hello! How are you?
Life: Hi! As you have been with me.
Me: Oh! That’s great. So you are in my own hand.
Life: Yes Of course. You, yourself is the driver of mine.
Me: But sometimes it seems that I am the passenger only and anyone else has steering of you.
Life: No! it’s never like that. It is matter of perception only.
Me: But my birth is independent of me, my upbringing is in other’s hand and then their expectations do guide you for me.
Life: I agree, you got me due to physical union of your biological parents. And up to a certain extent your upbringing is dependent of them. But that is just beginning of mine.
Me: Then I have my to take care of my society, what others think, bla.. bla.. bla..
Life: Here it’s a note of caution, this is a nexus. You had to break it. Did you?
Me: No! How could I?
Life: Just rewind your that period of mine, when you had taken any decision due to other’s wish. Then try to remember the consequences of your that decision.
Me: Yeah my parents and other people were quite happy.
Life: And what about you?
Me: Some sort of.
Life: And try to remember, the happiest moment that you have with me.
Me: Yeah, I do remember. When I listened to my heart only. Even everyone was against to it.
Life: So what did you learn from that?
Me: That I had to follow my heart only.
Life: Now you got it.
Me: But is not so easy every time.
Life: You had only one of me.
Me: It means, being rebellion is the only way to drive you.
Life: It’s not about being rebellion always. The cause of your action should be just.
Me: Who will define just and unjust? The just action of mine may be unjust for someone else. You are confusing me.
Life: There is no scope of confusion. It is quite clear. The just action means, action that does not harm any living being on earth. The just action is that when it do not become cause of sorrow for anyone. Your single cell should not be the part of any such action.
Me: Is it so clear?
Life: Yes it is. You have to understand it.
Me: But I have seen so many people who had always did just action had suffered lot throughout the life. What about them?
Life: It is not the case. If they had followed these golden rules of mine then it could not happen. And there are two types of suffering. Physical suffering may got healed in due course of time. But mental suffering sometimes forced people to leave my hand.
Me: Then what is the way out of it?
Life: Let’s talk with example. Take any example of people who have changed the life of human being positively. You will observe they have followed their heart and didn’t care about what other’s think.
Me: Yes that’s true. We have so many examples of this kind
Life: Any confusion.
Me: Not at all. But I regret that I had not did justice with you.
Life: No problem. Just give me a promise that now you will follow the golden rules of mine.
Me: I do promise that I will follow those golden rules along with this I will let my kids do the same.
Life: I am very beautiful. Enjoy me
Me: Sure! Let’s have fun together and make this world filled with joy and happiness.
Life: Whenever you have any doubt? Call me I am always with you.
Me: Thanks for this enlightenment of mine.
Let’s thank everyone who make my life amazingly beautiful.
Thanks for the love that both of you persist
That love forced me to exist.
Thanks for keeping me safe within you
Thanks for all the vomit, nausea, mood swing, weight gain, hair fall and all the pains for nine months
Thanks to take care of her during all these.
Thanks for all the cries you made to bring me as a life,
Thanks for all the love, pampering that both of you showered on me.
Thanks for understanding my needs before even I realize
Thanks for comprehending my early words that only you could
Thanks for holding my hands when I was trying to stand on my twos.
Thanks for letting me know what to keep inside mouth and what not to.
Thanks for sending me to an institution
Thanks to those caring hands, who held mine with pencil to begin writing.
Thanks to those beautiful souls, who danced with rhyme to make me understand those combination of letters.
Thanks to those enlightened people who exhibits my attributes to others
Thanks to those stumbles, who make me aware while on the way.
Thanks to those guys who never left me, even at the time when my shadow was not with me
Thanks to people who let me know I can win.
Thanks to the people who said to me, small dream is sin,
Thanks to people who led with example to me.
Thanks to all unsuccessful attempts to make me better
Thanks to those abodes of wisdom to let me know: sharing is caring, everyone deserve due respect, only action is in our hand, give your best in every situation, try to make your place happiest, trust is most valuable thing to earn, life is beautiful, be as you are…..
Thanks to you for being co-traveler in the journey of life.
Thanks for blessing me with best gift so far
Thanks for accepting me as I am in this whole cosmos of life.
Thanks to all those who came in my life even for a fraction of second. All of you have endowed me with lessons of life for life.
Note: I could not find an individual who taught me the lesson of life. Since my inception there are so many people, at different stages of life have played their role amazingly and thus I am here in this cosmos of life. I am very grateful to all of them with depth of my heart. And it is not only my case, I think everyone has almost the same story. There is huge responsibility on our shoulders to pay back for all of those and the ultimate way to do this is always bring positive change in the life of others who came across you.
When birds chirp near to mango tree
The sound makes me free
Free from all of my worries
Free from thoughts becoming toxic
For me this chirping is music.
When a child giggles aloud.
Sometimes alone
Often in crowd.
This giggling evaporates overpowers
Cries of mind
Mind, which often remains tired and sick.
This giggling is music.
Star filled sky
Moon on clouds ride
Not a single decibel of sound
All around
This silence is creating magic
This is soothing silent music
The concert of air with leaves, crickets, woodpecker, cuckoo in wood.
It sounds too good
Just one have to steal few hours from daily life
And step into nearby wood.
I promise
If you could
You will be surprise without out any trick
This music will refresh your soul
That is it's goal.
The most serene is sound of breathe
It is most desired rhythm
Need not to step out
It is in, all about.
If one learn to listen and admire
Then can feel
Music in life
Life in music.
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