Can not see,
A dark, wooden path is ahead of me.
Frozen by the fear of what lies ahead,
my body seems, lifeless to me.
My past has taught me, to be precise,
trust not feelings; but look inside.
But today,
This tiny beep of hope is unheard.
My nerves revolt, and instincts blurred,
aimless, hopeless I stand Stupefied.
Both sides of my house
There is both silence and noise
Fighting with sword proving their best.
I am listening, this mockery of night.
At one side of my house:
There is mourning, Of sadness, of grief, of losing family, of death.
Another side of my house:
Beating drums, Celebrating God’s blessings,
Of happiness, of joy, of making family, of life.
Both side of my house,
Describing the bitter truth of nature.
Both sides of my house,
Celebrating the extremes of creature.
Differing emotions with different energies.
Both sides of my house,
bringing the hidden notion of almighty into reality.
We are running before time, so instead of analysing and staring problem direct in the eye, we want automatic solution, quote is one of such method.
What is quote?
According to Wikipedia : “A quotation is the repetition of a sentence, phrase, or passage from speech or text that someone has said or writte“.
now why do we need someone else’s saying?
Because we want to learn from their experiences,isn’t it?
It’s human nature to look up to other. Well there is Quote, that does miracles, and when I say, I mean it.
Here it is…
Many of us might have watched, Will Smith starrer movie: ‘ pursuit of happiness’. Here the main character achieves his dreams, by his will power.
You would say it’s a movie! Fine, Have you heard about Michael Jackson, the legendary;or Bruce Lee? What would you say now?
i accept they worked hard, but do you think you can do it without will power? Damn No!
Will power is the coal inside a person, that resists fire turning off!
It’s a very powerful weapon, whose possessor can get whatever he desires(should be for mankind, of course!)
However one must know, just having will power is not enough, you need to be determinant to find your way.
You must :Be Willing To Will.
“Empires built and destroyed,
Napolean to king Suleiman;
Discovery of fire to firing battleground.
For they became the ‘ Heroes of Man’;
Who sang this anthem song:
Where there is a will, there is a way
Where there is a will, there is a way
…”.
“Look what I found! “
“It’s so many! “I exclaimed.
“How will I do it? ” I wondered.
“What was that time, when I thought I can read” I pondered.
“Dusty it might look,
Curiosity, so I booked.
Tempting to the nerves of knowledge,
Exciting my pleasure of awareness!
Rossy Red, to Gloomy Green;
Alice’s Wonderland to Mr Bean.
Aristotle said:
“Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.”
Plato declared:
“If a man neglects education, he walks lame to the end of his life.”
I decided:
TBR I must have!
I paid with pride, bought I was proud!
Shelf cleaned.
one after one, height by order I yielded.
Such pretty, my TBR
Apple of my eyes, my TBR
Oh! When will I read, my TBR
Answer unanswered;
What do you think? , my TBR! “
Being alive*! Isn’t it? Waking early, and jogging in the morning freshness: I find it most interesting that I still have chance to correct my mess. I still can be sorry to those whom ‘ I may have hurt! ‘(We all know, a lot has happened;in past)
Having mother*, who every damn time, yells me to take shower, and eat on time;to avoid bad health. And father*, who worries more about their daughter’s future than his own!
I can fill my stomach, and sleep comfortably*: when there are many who lacks it, not by choice but ‘not having a choice’. I find it blessed to have these.
My country is safe, and world is at safest*! It matters a lot, when others are happy, only then, you can be at ease.
Hope*. This is the most ‘beautiful‘ thing to have, in this ‘wonderful’ world. It is said it’s never too late! ;
How can five or six things consolidate your feelings? you are grateful about! Even writing this wordpress blog, I feel gratitude.
I don’t know if you have heard or not, but there is kutti Story song from Master movie a Tamil song sung by Thalapathy Vijay and Anirudh Ravichander, talks about momentariness like…
“…Life is very short nanba, Always be happy…. “
Dear M
I am sorry, I really am!
I broke your dreams, with my stubborn nature. I am sorry, I should have warned you;
I hated when people talked bad about you, said, “you are ugly, dark skinned, stupid minded etc.”
I thought I was protecting you, by being what they wanted me to. I ran for the love which wasn’t mine, and I repeated this mistake again and again!
I wanted people to love me, accept me; and so I changed you: a people pleaser. Those didn’t even asked in these year, whether I was alive or not?
In this whole process of mythical LOVE I myself somewhere started hating you! For not being pretty, intelligent, rich, bad fated, and what not!
Oh dear, you can’t believe, how much sorry I am! I snatched your dream, broke it; //dreams: that made you survive in tough times. Trust me, I repent it every single day. I have become a living dead, since I lost you.
I regret it everyday! You know, I lost everything, by ignoring you: every person I loved, loved someone else! Friends left me, I cried day and night; all alone, myself; I cried so much that my tears stopped flowing and heart started aching; I couldn’t breathe! I hated my life; I am loosing my hope;
I feel like a caged bird, whose wings have been thrashed, body wounded of struggle, groaning in pain;but can’t cry help! Because it was her own decision to fly amid storm.
Dear M, I know you, so I know; you can’t forgive me easily, as I don’t do! I am ashamed of myself facing you, that’s why I am writing to you. I don’t dare ask forgiveness! Because I feel, what I did is sin; I didn’t killed a person; but botcher my own soul.
Even while writing, I can only think of your full motivational face, in hope: to shine, to be best. And all these memories hurts me, A lot! But I can’t think of anything else!
Dear, I am writing it in the hope if you read it, please! Hate me, hate me so hard that my guilt vanishes! These shackles of failures, guilts are suffocating me.
However since I am you, I can never lose hope for always.
You have been full of positive vibes, and good energy, if possible help me: this wound is not healing;
Write me….
I am sorry,
I love you…
M
The more you think, the worse.
As thoughts are contradictory, self and others.
Uncombined twisted meaning of conventional wisdom.
Paradoxical events binds together, in an event of cognitive dissonance.
Has been less complicated in approach; Plato has not been melted into simplicity.
Greek philosophers to Indian ancient hymns: Large canonical texts, looks impressed.
Wonder it’s been, to decode:
Thoughts, it’s origin, processed, divided.
To me, to others and to this overlapping structure of society.
This ‘thought’, has robes to change.
Rightly been said:
The less you think, the better.
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