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                          Solitary

 

He came out into sunshine after a week in darkness ,

Although scared he tried to loose his restlessness.

 

Faked to be happy just to prove others wrong ,

He didn’t knew everything he did was just not a happening song.

 

Rejected , ignored and unseen ,

The universe was again mean.

 

So Back again in the cave like a king ,

GOLLUM now only cares about his ring.

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The funny feeling called love |A biased view 

Have you ever encountered some overrated disfigured feeling.

That one which is claimed to make you feel happy and contented.

The one which is supposed to make you feel blue and make butterflies fly over your head. 

Where two people come together and integrate for their future , making cute promises , living forever together and making each other glow.

People call it love ❣️ 

The feeling of it is actually a funny one . 

From what I’ve learnt , the feeling is on its zenith when you don’t know. You love a person most when you don’t figure  . 

It all is like that winsome albatross flying over the deck which gives you all the hopes of happiness in alonenes but ends up being shot and brings curse .

But maybe the feeling is actually a pure sentiment which is discredited and slurred by those who fake it or is it just some overrated instinct which is used by foolish teenagers for dawdling !

Probably it does not matter . We should just agree that the meaning is abstract and unclear. It being pleasant or black doesn’t matter as eventually everyone will feel it , touch it or play it. Even if you know that the arrangement is temporary but you work on it . 

The only important thing about doing love is not to love it , if you try to do it then you are actually forcing it. Those butterflies will fly on their own and if your try to touch them they actually die 🖤

Gazing at the endless

Have you ever felt the need to just sit alone on your roof and gaze at the sky ?

The universe calling you , inviting you to just leer it and appreciate it’s mightiness. Like a peacock showing off his beauty in rain , the universe trying to convince you to admire it’s treasure .

The demons inside you trying to stop you , telling you not to seek what that is pleasure and peace . The evil making a chaos in your soul . But you , you are pulled by the universe. Your body being dragged in solidity towards the heavens . 

You resting on a rooftop and just admiring the countless stars.  No wind but even then a likable atmosphere .  The little patches of clouds stitched with shiny twinkling stars on a canvas , everything is just perfect  and calm.

Witnessing  the galaxy , the stars , the clouds , the darkness and surveying the greatest depths in your soul. Your mind becoming calm and yellow . 

Entropy in your mind is reducing but there still is an uproar coming from your soul. The uproar is not because the soul is not at peace but because this moment of calmness is bringing the crude memories into flash.

Enjoying the view , you are thinking about everything in your life , what you exactly are ,about your problems , happiness and everything random. But then in this jiff of peace there comes a point where you are drifted into a bigger picture . Your eyes are no more just randomly looking upwards but they are now just staring at one single light. The thoughts you are getting now are much different . You are now in a state of nirvana. You are not suffering but not happy. Drums are beating in your mind but your soul is in perfect silence. You now are thinking about the creator of the universe. With a vodouists mind you are admiring the infinite depth of Almighty’s creation . 
Passing the stage of calmness and lights , you are again in your senses. Now on notch of sleep you are again just Gazing at the Endless 

Chaos 


So, let me start by stating what butterfly effect is!.. In terms of chaos theory, it is a phenomenon in which a small change in a complex system can produce large effects elsewhere.

Coming to the analogy. Let our lives be a complex system ( consider it to be), so any phenomenon (or action) we perform, may have an impact somewhere else. This impact maybe either in our lives, or in someone else’s life, or may be in lives of people we aren’t even connected to.

The two important things that butterfly effect teaches us is ‘Small things are important’. As they say – Take care of the small things and the bigger ones will fall into place. The second is, ‘Everything is interconnected’. A present action of ours would have been caused due to a previous circumstance, and the same action would be a cause of a future one.

Keeping these two aspects in mind, butterfly effect can be used at every moment in our lives. It would make us aware of whatever we do, however small it may seem to be. A helping hand to a needy, talking to a friend when he/she is depressed, or say, getting up 5 mins early in the morning or drinking an extra glass of water – all of these simple examples are a part of greater picture in our lives. The extrapolation of these effects varies with each of our lives and is up to us to focus and find the effects or consequences of it. And once, we do so, we will be able to map these small things as a start ( or integral part) of something big, which we wouldn’t have realized.

No One Tells

It never really comes.

For your entire childhood, you wait. One day, you will be an adult, right?

You see the first strand of hair appear on the corner of your mouth. Maybe I am growing up?

Nothing feels different. You keep waiting for that change.

Years pass.

16, 17, 18.

So long, high school. And so you move out. This is the first time you left home.

So long, university. Now you need a job. You never really wanted to be an accountant, but hey, you have to make the ends meet.

You make your first real bit of money.

You don’t go home that often anymore.

And then suddenly, there is three of you. Maybe four, maybe five. You are a father now.

And still, you are a child. Life changes, but you, you still find comfort in your mother’s voice.

But she’s gone now. And you are still here.

In fact, you just came back from school.

This time, no one’s making pudding.

Love or Just Care | A Poem 

This poem i wrote is for someone special , I hope the one reading this will also relate to someone they care. 

From just a girl to someone I care , 

Me being with someone this long is rare.
Reading my voice over phone , 

Quickly sensing the sad tone.

Those Calm lingering chats , 

We didn’t knew what were our depths .

Annoying like those kids in gay summer , 

Didn’t matter cause we were together . 💞

                                            – Love❣️ 

Faceless Vendor | Real Happiness

This afternoon, my mother dragged me to the local market. I detest that place. So much crowd and noise. But I had no option, I had to oblige to carry the loaded bags while my mom shopped.
My mother was haggling with a vendor and it was getting on my nerves. I decided to leave my mom to her business and walked away to a lesser crowded place to get some air. I reclined against a motorbike and was casually looking around, while waiting for my mom.

While standing there and cursing everything , I saw a man. A vendor selling plastic stuff on his bicycle cart . With unpleasant looks and reek fabric around his slim body. Walking calmly with a funny smile on his face. Sauntering down the street like a king in his frame without any moisiness or hesitation. Just walking , no one even bothering to pay him a look. But the man was happy.

When he passed by me , I took a quick look at his cart. There was just some plastic tumblers and other articles . All the vendibles he had would not even sum up to a thousand rupees. I just thought about what would be his maximum profit of a day , maybe not more than 200-300 I guess. But the shiny thing I noticed about him was. He was smiling ( Maybe I was even jealous ). A thin poor vendor dragging his cart in a small noisy street with no one even bothering to accept his presence ,  just smiling . Whereas a boy like me , who drove his mother to the market in a decent car  , who wears fancy clothing  even wears watches and knows english and French and even about stuff like technology ,  was unhappy in that place. Just cursing the crowd and everything around .

Two humans , one with nothing fancy and shiny around him was happy and smiling . But the one with many things to boast about was downcast and mute. It was then when I realized that it just takes nothing to be happy. Even a fake smile on your face can cheer you within. Your possessions and status don’t make you happy , but your positive nature does.

When we returned from the market . While driving I got a smile on my face about how a faceless man taught me a lesson which the chapters in book couldn’t.

Hey reader ,if you have any suggestions or views you can share them in the comment section or message me. Thanks for reading.

What if love was a season ? 


It would be that first transition from Spring to Summer.

Sprimmer?
Summing?

It’s when you haven’t gotten sick of the heat yet.

When you first visit the park by the lake and you realize you don’t need to bring a jacket.

When you stand outside and instead of the breeze making you wrap your coat tighter around yourself, it cools and tickles your skin.

When you first begin smelling the smoke of the neighborhood barbecues.

When you start grabbing iced coffee instead of hot coffee.

When it’s warm enough to roll the windows down, but not so hot that you need to crank up the AC.


Love isn’t quite spring- that’s far too cold.

But it isn’t quite the middle of summer, when the heat starts to lose its charm.

It’s right in the sweet spot.

The Poison to love 


A long time ago in China, a girl named Li-Li got married and went to live with her husband and mother-in-law.

In  a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn’t get along with her  mother-in-law at all. Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li  was angered by many of her mother-in-law’s habits. In addition, she  criticized Li-Li constantly.
Days passed days, and weeks passed  weeks. Li-Li and her mother-in-law never stopped arguing and fighting.  But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient  Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her  every wish. All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing the  poor husband great distress.
Finally, Li-Li could not stand her  mother-in-law’s bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided  to do something about it.
Li-Li went to see her father’s good  friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs. She told him the situation and asked  if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem  once and for all. Mr. Huang thought for a while, and finally said,  “Li-Li, I will help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me  and obey what I tell you.”
Li-Li said, “Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do  whatever you tell me to do.” Mr. Huang went into the back room, and  returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs.
He told Li-Li,  “You can’t use a quick-acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law,  because that would cause people to become suspicious. Therefore, I have  given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her  body. Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little of  these herbs in her serving. Now, in order to make sure that nobody  suspects you when she dies, you must be very careful to act very  friendly towards her. Don’t argue with her, obey her every wish, and  treat her like a queen.”
Li-Li was so happy. She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.
Weeks  went by, months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the  specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr.  Huang had said about avoiding suspicion, so she controlled her temper,  obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like her own mother. After six  months had passed, the whole household had changed.
Li-Li had  practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almost  never got mad or upset. She hadn’t had an argument in six months with  her mother-in-law, who now seemed much kinder and easier to get along  with.
The mother-in-law’s attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she  began to love Li-Li like her own daughter. She kept telling friends and  relatives that Li-Li was the best daughter-in-law one could ever find.  Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treating each other like a real  mother and daughter.
Li-Li’s husband was very happy to see what was happening.
One  day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again. She  said, “Mr. Huang, please help me to stop the poison from killing my  mother-in-law! She’s changed into such a nice woman, and I love her like  my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave  her.”
Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. “Li-Li, there’s  nothing to worry about. I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave  you were vitamins to improve her health. The only poison was in your  mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by  the love which you gave to her.”

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