Burning Passion

I want to become topper of the class,
I want to receive an award for it,
Coz this is my passion,
Or IS IT!!

How many of us have really doubted our dreams and passions, have questioned that, "Are the passions I'm talking about are really mine or the outcome of the things which are forced on me?". Life is an interesting journey. Since from childhood we build so many castles in our small imaginary world, beleiving that someday we will live in it. But as we grow, we realize that life is not only a bed of roses, it has thorns too, walking on which can be lot more painful and full of miseries. Looking at the thorns, the bed of roses becomes the myth and we drift away in a world which provides us with an inbuilt identity like of an engineer, or a doctor, or anything, walking on which is not much harder than on thorns. This world give us all that we want to complete our journey of life, money, family, materialistic desires but in return it takes that one thing which we were born or gifted with, our identity. Most of us are ready to sacrifice our identity, our gift in order to satisfy our family demands and to make everyone else happy who have no idea what real happiness means coz they also made this choice.
But how much we may try to become someone else, we never see our heart happy. It shouts and tell us everytime that the sacrifice we made was a coward thing, that we are nothing but the cowards who fears pain, struggles, miseries, who think that life as a bed of roses is only a myth coz we fear to face the struggles to reach it. Seems like our heart is right, we are cowards, always searching for excuses and trying to suppress our guilt by filling our hearts with the delusion that the passion which leads to the path of thorns is not the burning passion, rather this passion created by the burdens is the burning passion, the easy way out.

Life give us oppurtunities to take our identity back form the world and fullfil our purpose and cherish our gift, so lets not sell ourselves in this superfical world.

WE LIVE LIFE ONCE, SO IF CANNOT LIVE IT LIKE A KING THEN LETS DIE LIKE A WARRIOR!!

Perception

Not everything seems to be different,
Things are still lying at the same place as yesterday,
People are still coming n going as yesterday,
Nothing has changed from yesterday,
But still the world looks different from yesterday!

How many times have we seen such a difference in our lives, just by changing our way of thinking, life seems to be so changed and alive. This is the power of perception. The way we look at things, understand them, that's the way our life becomes. Few days back, I was bit depressed from life and everything seemed to be so gloomy and hopeless. I was driving with my father at night in a busy market area where people from all classes were busy buying their groceries. My father parked the car to buy some grocery. I wanted to stay in the car as I was not feeling happy, maybe facing my low mood swing.
As he went I sat inside the car and started observing people as i usually do. Many were heading for their homes and some young fellows came out with their freinds to hang out. It was a busy street, but still I felt insecure in the car. The world around me seemed to be so shallow, filled with bad people. It seemed like hopeless and filled with darkness. To me the world surely was at it's worst at that point. I waited for my father to come back and when he came back nothing changed at all, world was still at it's worst at that point.
Today, I was in that same place with my father and nothing had changed. People were still busy with their lives, some coming back from their jobs, some hanging out with their friends. World was same as it was few days back, but i did not feel insecure and world did not appear to be hopeless and meaningless. In every eyes their were dreams I could see, every person has his/her destination and everyone was trying to live their lives in their own way, world seemed different today, though nothing has changed from yesterday.
Their was surely a difference, not in the world but within me. Today I was happy and my mood was uplifted, everything seemed to me as hopeful and it felt like there is still love and compassion in this world. Surely, a good mood can change one's perception in a positive way.
So what I learned from my experience was that nothing is bad or good, deep or shallow, hopeful or hopeless, it's all in the way we look at things, the way we percieve them. If being in a good mood can make you look at life positively then everything in life becomes beautiful though nothing changed from yesterday, only our perception changed!
       

       " Always be in a good mood as it makes you look at life in a positive way!!"

Highs n Lows

Creativity comes from the heart,
N Things of heart never preish with time,
They perish when heart stops feeling about it!

Lot of us faces the highs n lows in our creativity. Sometimes its easy to express ourself through our creativity and sometimes its just a feeling of losing it. The things we build through our creativity just breaks into million pieces and we do not remember which piece fits where. This is all due to the rise and fall of our emotions. If one just becomes the slave of it then life is like a roller coaster ride.
As the life moves on it will show the intensity of our every emotion, be it of  fear, love, happiness or disappointment. It will show that life is not stagnant  and its like an ocean and every emotion in it is like a tide with its rise and fall. Confessing about myself, then i'm the slave of my emotions. When they are high and rising, i rise with them and life seems to be beautiful, full of hope and every event is turned into a milestone. But  when they are falling, i fall with them, without even realising that this fall will bring the darkness of life, a pain which even hundred needles can not give and peace which is brought by numbness of the senses.

Becoming the slave is not a good idea, though it has great thing to offer when its rising but it can nearly ruin ones life during its fall. I wish i could break free and the only hope which never changes through fall and rise, is the hope of  becoming the master of my emotions rather than a slave.

 The desert never said, it was thirsty of water,

 It was us, who saw it that way,

 But life still flourishes in it,

It’s all in the perception,

The way we look at things,

 No one is born with disabilities,

All it takes is courage n faith, To nourish the life inside ourself !! 

"Never try to catch a butterfly, let the fragrance of your personality make it drift towards you"

Life a Magic Wand n I'm the Magician

Somewhere down the memory lane I can still hear those voices,

Which used to tell me how life is a magic wand and I am the magician,

How the world can be made to bend on its knees in front of me,

How everything in front of me is the illusion, and reality invisible,

How success can be tasted when I’m drowning in the ocean of failure,

How a ray can be produced from the darkness itself,

Somewhere down the memory lane, I can still hear those voices,

Calling me, to come back and complete my journey I’m destined for,

They still hold the faith, that life is a magic wand and I’m the magician.

It’s been long time since I have been to my destined path,

But the wand is still in my hands,

It doesn’t work now as I’m not a magician anymore,

Life seems to be now simpler, dull and numb,

Things are perceived the way they are seemed,

Illusion is now the reality, the reason to survive.



Getting involved in this world is not tough, but,

Somewhere down the memory lane I can still hear those voices,

Calling out my name, telling me to have faith,

Trying to save me from the sorrow and pain,

Telling me that life is a magic wand and I’m the magician!!

Blindness

Intense are the senses, which never found their way home,

But now they are the gift of blindness, to save me from the dark,

As I lose one , other comes to fill the void!!


Everyone asks me, ‘Do you miss the sunshine, which used to air the fire burning inside you, uplift your spirits when everything seems to be falling apart. Do you miss the sunshine which painted you with gold so that you can stand high and shine with glory? Do you miss your sunshine?’ They went deaf when I started speaking, speaking about that light I meet every day, speaking about that ray which fans my dying embers, speaking about everything I remember about my sunshine.

Now remembering it is more difficult as the days passes. It has become a dull memory, no matter how much I try to hold it coz it’s the last thing left I remember from my vision, the reason of still being alive. They come and go, holding my hands, giving me sympathy, but no one can hear my cries, my tears which are hidden in the soft, cheerful voice which always wipes their tears telling them that

If One Goes The Others Come To Fill The Void !

A TOAST

Give me a toast, a toast of life,
Life which is not empty,
Empty of love and pain!!
Pain is a tranquilizer. It makes me stable and tells me not be so happy coz nothing stays forever.
Love is a wind which blows like a storm and sometimes like a breeze telling me that I'm not the slave of money but of love  no matter how much i deny it.
Sometimes things seems to be so clear to get, paths become vivid, emotions so intense that every muscle gets ready for it but suddenly the wind stops and what is left is a DESERT WITH A DREAM OF RAIN. The coldness of blues freezes every muscle of yours, numbs your senses and the paths once so vivid are covered with a dense mist. Everything freezes and you have nothing left except a prayer, the hope , that spring will follow winters. Everyday is like lying in your death bed, constantly praying for the sunshine, the warmth.
You don't lose hope and surviving the torture of blues, you still wait to see that ray coming for you and every day you die thousand times with a hope of reliving those vivid paths, those intense emotions, GETTING READY FOR LIFE!! 

Is that u..

How many times u hav gone through this feeling of being numb for a while, want to go into deep slumber from which u never come back, fall from d sky n never reach d ground. How many times the feeling of ripping urself, tearing urself apart has been d way of taking out ur anger, ur tears, ur cries which no one can see nor hear. How many times d fall has brought the blue in ur life without the pain but with the numbness which is more deadly than the pain.
In this life we all sail in the same boat which stops temporarily at many checkpoints but has one last stop-'Death'. We all starts life as a baby and die as a old person.
'Baby' signifies innocence, faith, elegance, curiousity, n love. The 'Old person' signifies wisdom, thoughfulness, charm, flame, n baby who want to relive from the very start. The urge to relive the past as a kid as a small innocent baby comes from the struggles we face in life, the responsibilities we want to break from, the rules written in the books which we want to break free. Its all the urge to live our life which push us more towards our past as a child who is carefree. The fire which burns in every heart to live life is the fire which can enlighten our future or burn it.
The feeling of numbness or blue comes to those who want to live their life , who have the burning desire to live before they die. Living life is not as simple as sayin it. It require greater level of courage n frequent struggles. this is so because at evey step society n its followers r ready with the books to teach us how to live life which i call as living like another puppet.
We all go through this puppet phase n when we realize that we are not what we are acting, the life full of struggles start from that point and life becomes beautiful coz we try to know our orginal identity which no one can tell except life itself. From that point LIFE IS A WAND IN THE HANDS OF A MAGICIAN.

     I won't tell u to believe my words but i would rather tell u to believe it until u realize it!!