Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I want to be able to close my eyes and be still.

To sense peace in the midst of activity.

I wonder what it is like to lose myself to a moment;

To people, thoughts, songs, or even nothingness.

What is the universe striving for,

I wish I could know.

Aspirations that people have,

I wish I could see them.

I wish i could watch my life through the eyes of an audience

Or an author that wishes to tell his own story.

I wonder what my private moments look like

To the world that I live in.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Timelines are all a matter of illusion

They do not Exist

But as specks of time in individual minds

They stay to live on.

People, attachments, memories

Are delusions of destiny

That engage in the moments of existence

But get buried in the grains of time.

Toys fall on the way

And get forgotten in sand

Creating fairies that do not last

Toys, though lost, teach lesions of detachments

And stay on representations

Of all that is innately true.

And as steps are taken

Unconsciously, Circles are formed

Because experiences leave footsteps

Which only get darkened by the same feet

And patterns though exist

Are unconsciously lost in the limitations of the mind.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Counting my days by the calendar is not the option I have to myself,

In fact, I have almost forgotten what day is it today-

Not that at other times I remember it- Just a thought

Which seems more relevant today than it ever was!

I have made commitments and taken responsibilities-

What do they give me? I have not been able to define in absolute words.

Still I must do it- I know they drive me to push my limits every time.

I am inspired by motivation? I don’t think so,

It is the fear of failure that drives me stronger each time.

I stand up after falling just to prove what I am worth,

Do I have to do that or not, is not something I have thought of,

Nor do I want to think of it, because if I get an answer,

May be I wouldn’t know what drives me, or rather,

I would not want to accept what drives me.

May be in answering certain questions I would not be able to

Look at my self with the same self esteem that I think I have,

But is the fear of my own un-acceptance of my belief

Really the solution I am looking for?

May be it is not! But till the moment I do not have the time

To think of answers to these questions and sink them in

I will believe them to be true.

This way, at the least, I can believe that there is something

That I stand for!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Wow! This journey can be very tiring and exciting at the same time. And being at the top is not always fun. And may be people are right when they say that its lonely up there: its because people start assuming that the ones at the top are SuperMans! In reality, it is a lot different. We exist at the top because we have worked hard to be there and to do all that the ones at the top are supposed to. We strive hard to be worthy of all the repute that the ones there should deserve. But we are vulnerable to failures too. We are prone to weaknesses: and we are not always strong, we feel weak at our knees too. But the difference that comes being at the top is that we are not expected to ask for support or solace: we are expected to pull through on our own and never grow weak!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Life is a cycle-I had realized that long back-

But such a refreshingly tireless one?

I did not know I would learn it!

And yet my guts tell me not to make such sure statements.

I have accepted the defeat of my beliefs already,

But how many times more it is to happen

I am clueless.

And this mere knowledge has allowed me to look upto tomorrow

Like a pupil of destiny- with a curious will-

Comparison to a blank page might not be the best one

But let me just say that I move forward like a new page of a notebook-

Carrying forward my stories and ready to write new ones.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

There is nothing as annoying as being in the middle of a lot of options-

Even more so, when each can be just as decisive!

I don’t like to believe that I need to be practical in life.

I don’t like to do things because everybody around me does it and has the society thinking on the same lines.

I detest telling myself that this one decision can make or break my life!

Why should it be so?

Each day I have the power to create something new, and each thing that I do has its own capacity to build a part in me that was probably dominant all this while.

I like to create an aura of learning around all that I do- this way I can tell myself that I am growing with each experience I take, and that no one experience was a waste!

But apparently, nobody would let me think that ways- experimenting isn’t the best option around- after all it is about your life.

Why so serious?

Monday, January 3, 2011

i seek company of the people i idiolize
and i come closer to the fact that i am just required to be stronger at this moment.
when seeking company i need to search for more strength to sustain myself
on my own.
my weakness can be strength if i find the reason for the secret existence.
i looked at my blog today
and realised that it had been barren for quite some time now.
i am listening to music as i am writing this
in spite of the fact that i prefer silence at such times.
music always distracts.
but today it is behaving differently;
it is forcing me to write by provoking a feeling in me.
as is mostly the case, i leave the feeling unnamed.
they seem beyond the grasp of words like nostalgic and reminiscent,
the words dont describe the tears that my heart bleeds
when it gets in touch with sudden peace
And not just that-it is fulfillment.
it comes with knowing the fact that i am living:
honestly and in my true definition-
living with uncertainity and in the moment-
the secret of all risks, and success.