memories

i gather the fragments of memories to help me move on in my so called life.i say 'so called' because as yet i dont know if this is what i really want.is this the life i really desire and will it get the better out of me?wild thoughts pulling back and memories behaving weird...almost unexpectedly...never thought it will get so extreme.ideas taking terrible shapes...make me hold on to the present even more tightly.its not the future as much as the past that is making things so complicated!

collapsing soul

i struggle..each day...to come out of the fake reality i dwell in,to breathe in the life that surrounds me,to be one of the happier faces..not just for show!
extending each of my fingers to hold onto a light that i wish to discover and to breathe, but i give up my efforts,i think maybe today i ll discover the peace within me. may be then i would not have to look upto the empty faces to tell me how bad i am.may be then i can just smile each day before i sleep instead of asking god to give me a happier tomorrow.may be then i can thank god for what he has given me today!
things would be better then.i wouldn't have to put on my fake smile eveytime i wish to cry.i wouldn't have to tell people that they are good,i wouldn't have to wait for them to pass on their final judgement.
till then must i kill my soul?

they told me moderation is the key...is it?i dont know...but i do need an answer!how can i be moderate when they manhandle my emotions?how can i be moderate when they demolish my dream by a mere hit at its core?can moderation surface when i am told that the passion i have lived for all this while must end up as a dream?that thoughts as those must bear nothing more to themselves?that there are interests which hold more importance than sheer welfare?that this world doesn't function on the sheer will to contribute?

the hollow in my life forcing its way into me...getting deeper. extracting the me in me...

time is detrimental of hope...or is it the other way round?but one thing is for sure.hope destructs the future more than anything else.it is more devastating than a failure itself...i mean mentally!

chasing memories.

glaring through time

imaging moments

the summary of life.

stretching along

the boundless trail

figure; a speck

on the ocean, frail.

wavy emotions,

the reflection of me

soft instances

shaping the revolving time.

bound with

the fading memories

cared for with intimacy...

establish a link between the solidarity of humans and the serenity of nature to decipher the mysteries of creation.

mutual changes result in a mutual understanding but for the first time i feel left behind. life or rather my environment seems to be changing faster than i am. a fear is creeping in, that makes me feel insecure. i am unable to fight with the world, and am even losing control on myself! it is the dread of being left alone: without my only support that had always carried me towards the result of my change. the fear might overcome me soon and if it does so i will go back to where i had started.
the thought is frightening!

humanity

that is unjust. it is inhuman. but it is still happening: in every society, in every country. women being beaten, electrified and raped, kids being abused and molested, and all of it because of those few men who think that they have all right to determine the life of others. those people who occupy important positions in the society satisfy their personal egos. the plight of others is not a matter of concern and even more they are not answerable to anyone for their actions. the society has been finely divided into castes and religion and without we even realising it, have been influenced. wealth is the criteria for position. true knowledge and wisdom is disrespected. the hearts of people are enclosed in walls domesticated by the evils of the society. security as a citizen is not gauranteed. education is faulty. environment is turning unfriendly. and yet people are surviving.
without respecting the presence of each individual, no society can be healthy. this world has a little kindness left, and it is this kindness that is carrying the cause of humanity with it in some form.

photography

it is not just a photo that you see but time captured in a single click of a camera with perfection. it is all about the beauty you can capture in that second and the world that it reveals at the first glance. this beauty lies in the honesty and originality of the moment as well as the thought. the colours it blends adds life, the colours it avoids depicts emotions. it speaks volumes. its an outlet for the long buried desire to explore beauty in its best form. its a matterof time. its a matter of sincerity. its a matter of purity. be true to it and you can be true to yourself!

rehearsed, mocked, and submitted.
being oppressed under the expectations
to be what i am. but i am scared.
of the reality,of each moment
that consistently tries to kill me.
the resistence is too weak
and also an escape to the safer side.

live life

i want to live. live for a passion. and a dream. and to achieve everything that is beautiful no matter how ugly the path to it, is. i want to eliminate everything that is unpleasant around me. i want to make this world a better place for myself and others. i want to fly in the sky high above the rest. i want to achieve the unreachable. i want to empower freedom. i want to set myself free and follow the free course of destiny. i want to carry the world with me. i want to .....
i want to bring about a change for the better; for myself and everybody around me. so that i can make life worth living. for myself and for others!

that's life!

i learnt life is beautiful if surrounded by beautiful people.
life is beautiful if gifted with a smile.
life is beautiful if confined to joys.
but life is even more beautiful if it is made so.
it is beautiful when succumbed with injuries
it is beautiful when enclosed in the dark.
it is more enthusiastic when it is rough and you get tough.
it is more worthwhile if you follow your passion.
even more if you live for it.
if you treasure the little moments of fulfillment.
the little accomplishments that welcome you each day.
the little moments of joy.
it is even more beautiful if you make life beautiful for others.

hell with life. with each moment that has upsetted me. only if i could realise that this life is mine. i wouldnt let anybody mess with it. let it be a passer by or the closest of people. my emotions cant be influenced by the one trying to offend me or the one doing it unintentionally. it was a smile that made my day worth it for the most trivial reasons. isnt it fun to be happy and gift a smile to others? it really is. try it. smile at a little child. the smile that is returned is real bliss!