Moments..!!

Life is about getting what we want. It's about the joy we want, it's about the happiness we want, about the smiles on our loved ones that we want. Life is all about what makes us happy, makes us full. makes our heart beat. Life is all about what we want. It's bright, sunny and beautiful. It's full of amazing people,  our family, our friends, all those who are the part of our life and makes life complete and worth living.
Life is like that beautiful ray of sunset, which won't last for long but we want to  make it last, knowing it's impossible but try our best. We sit in the sunshine, soaking in it, click the picture of that moment and make it stay forever in our memory. Life is worth living in the moment. No moment will stay for long so try to make the best memory of it coz life is beautiful and beauty won't remain same throughout it's own natural phases.
Life is beautiful. It is also like that rainy day, where we look at the rain from our window and wonder why the clouds are crying. Are these the tears of joy or the tears of sorrow. Like other moments, we savor it. Make a hot cup of coffee and taste it as that moment we know will also pass, just like the sunset.
It's the moments, that life is all about. We know they will pass and we keep a memory of it. Life is great and for a matter of fact it's beautiful. Loneliness may be seen by many as a depressing moment but it is also one of the moments to be cherished as it also won't last for long. Any moment, be it good or bad, won't stay for long. So try to live in the good moment and hope for the better in the bad one.
So at the end I would say to myself, life is fair and it will always be, no matter how many failures I have to go through, how many rejections I have to face, but in the end I will always have a smile on my face coz moments won't last longer and they will pass.
Ending my article with a quote  of mine:-

It's not about cherries on the chocolate pastry that would make a kid smile,

But it's the memories related to it that would make her smile,

Coz the moments pass quickly, But not the memories...!!

What happens when life becomes monotonous?

What happens when life becomes monotonous ? Do you enter into your grave and stay their waiting for life to switch to it's happening phase? Or you walk down the streets and try to do different stuff you never thought of doing as they did not fit to your schedule. What do you do when life becomes boring ??

I have this state almost every few weeks of a month, as a matter of fact there are only 4 weeks in a month. So out of 4 weeks, in 2 weeks life is pretty good and everything seems fresh, new ideas coming in and whatever task I've started seems to be working perfectly. It's like a bright sunshine I'm walking on. But what happens after those two weeks pass. Just like everytime I'm left with a question, "What should I do to get back the happening phase of my life which just passed away ?"
When life becomes monotonous , things seems to be enjoyed once, becomes boring, the things we found solace in becomes a complete no - no. Why does this boring phase comes in our life? Why can't we simply be in a phase where we keep on doing the things we love.
Suffering from monotonous days is not a new thing for me. But coping from it and starting over with life again is difficult. As a persistant victim of these monotonous days I have found two ways in which I can take my life as and turn it all over again. For some days I try to stay alone but inside my mind, I stay in my coffin. And when I'm over with the thought of being dead I try to open myself to new adventures which I may not be doing if I wasn't forced to enter into these monotonous days. Trying out new things doesn't mean going on a complete new adventure but rather trying new things with your work you used to love before entering into these monotonous days, because starting anything new within these days will demand lot of energy which our energy reservoir won't be agreeing with, so doing something different in the old work may help in beating these monotonous days.

For the last week I've been suffering from these monotonous days and when I was done with staying in my grave I thought of trying out this new trick of taking new adventures and adding new things to the work I usually do. However there are lot of things I have not started which I used to do before entering these days but now I don't have mood for them, so cannot start with new things in them. I love composing music on my guitar. I don't do it regularly but only when I'm in mood of making a new piece. I also like writing poems and articles, they are like a medium of communicating with myself and with the ones reading them. But when I enter into these monotonous days I simply leaves everything I love to do and my first reaction is entering into my grave like a coward. Yeah, it's not a brave act one do while facing something hostile. But I'm not  a full blown coward, I try to come back to all these things I loved, but sitting on the computer and trying to write something becomes so tough that the thoughts I have can not find the write words. So many times I have sat to write but end up in shutting the PC. The same thing happens with music, thoughts just dries up, creativity vanishes and all I'm left with is monotonous days haunting over me, not knowing when they goona leave.

But this time I've tried something new, the second option in the list, that is trying out different stuff  I never thought I would be doing. This time I set my thoughts free, and let my hands write whatever my mind have to say not thinking that whether it will be grammatically correct or meaningless. I set myself free and let my fingers play on the  tunes of my thoughts without judging , how is it sounding or will someone like it. I think I have found the solution to overcome these monotonous days which makes our life hell and cut us apart form it. Well while writing this article I have set my thoughts free and let my fingers connect directly with my thought and hey look, I have wriiten so much after a very long time. It feels good when you overcome something you thought was more powerful. The main thing I learned is that what is more important before accomplishing a goal is, settiing our sprits free and let them show their magic, that's why Life is called a  MAGIC WAND!! 

FATE...!

Happenings are the strategies of life to teach you,
That every occurence has a fate,
Fate of you, and of those influenced by you.
Never worry about fate they bring to you,
Coz that fate will also have a reason!

Patience, Determination, Persistance,
This is all you require to understand,
That fate which is brought on you,
The day you will realize it,
That day you will see the magic of that fate,
The magic in your hands!!

New life..

The forest seems to be so silent,
Like life has come to a stop,
The trees stand so tall,
But even their presence do not fill this hall,

The forest seems to be so calm,
Like life has come to a stop..

Where are the birds,
They were never so quite before,
Where are the butterflies,
Hovering the flowers for its nectar,
Today everything seems to be left stranded,
Depicting the situation of my crippled life,

The forest seems to be so silent,
Like life has come to a stop...

The sky has changed its colour,
Like the world changes its,
Everytime I want to be listened,
Like the sky, the world turns grey,

The forest seems to be so calm,
Like life has come to a stop..

But is this really the end of life,
Or the begining of an uncontrollable storm,
Maybe the birds left in search of a new life,
Maybe the butterflies will be hovering someother place,
Where life will be flourishing,
Leaving this perished forest,
Everyone left in search of new life,

The forest seems to be so silent,
Maybe I should also leave,
Searching for a place,
Where LIFE WOULDN'T HAVE STOPPED.....

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!!

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!!