In response to Bitter
She want peace in her life but there is some or the other noise hovering over… How easy it is to say do not compare your life to others…but is it really that easy? Ask your mind…ask your heart and the inner conscience. Don’t we ever feel low when we see others happy and there is nothing in our life which is going the way we want it to be? When we see others enjoying their life and we struggling each day…every day….to get those things which make us happy…really Happy…How many of us can be calm and patient? How many of us not feel bad and let down.
How many of us stay composed even after knowing this well that we deserve much much more than what we have now? Tell me honestly. I am being honest here, which may sound negative or discourteous but yes this is the fact. We just have one life and we need to make maximum out of it. She does not know what happiness is? But when she buy something for herself, it pleases her. she does not know what bliss is? But when she goes to a serene place where nature is at its best, she feels blissful. she does not know what being cared and respected is? But when she see others who are being cared and respected a lot even after doing all wrong things, she feels dejected and this puts a question mark in her mind about being honest, good, caring and the way people of your surroundings want her to be. Is being good really good? Or one should just think of own self and do what it wants? she might look calm but it’s just a disguise. she really needs a big break before she has to get back to daily rat race business. But there is no escape from this feeling. even if she does not want to feel it, it will still be there.
Life is all about a balancing act…There are many First’s’ in our lives. This is one of them. Today she went to her first swimming class. She is ever fascinated with water…I was constantly watching her moves with a mixed feeling of anxiety and inherent tension, happiness, excitement and the joy of seeing her extremely happy.. I stood still on the bank while she was floating with her tube as if she knows everything…Certainly it was her first time in so much of water but it did not seem so…I was amazed to see her confidence and self-reliance. When asked to come back, she chuckled and went on enjoying her freedom – dancing, playing and rippling in the pool.
She will play, she will learn, win, lose, make mistakes, fail, learn from her mistakes and again will try…everything will become a part and weave a story and then yes! WE are always there at the bank to set things right when in need!!
You are a quick fix to my broken soul
A cool breeze for heart to console
Not together still not apart
A string between heart to heart
Eyes that meet and drift away
With an eternal wait and slowly slay
No promise to see each other again
No bidding adieu, no good bye pain
Just a ray of hope to sometimes meet somewhere
Tell me…Would you then still care?
All I want is Me….
A happy Me…A Careful Me…..
A careless Me….A dareful Me…
A Me that can tread the unknown…
With shadow of an unprejudiced zone…
A silent Me…sitting by the river side…
A free soul that none could ever bide
A hustled Me…not trying to fix lock, stock and barrel
With a lose fit…messy hair…muddled apparel
An Eccentric Me in tranquil state of mind
A me ‘en masse’ lost in Me.…untying to find
Actually we have two different worlds which could never ever become one. The living beings are not cherished and something which is not real is much closer. What an Irony! Breathing existence are ignored and when they are dead…they are not even called by their names…just a body…and you spend your whole life pleasing these people, living according to them, killing your own wishes each day…every day and then what you get out of it? Sheer indifference! As if you are not needed. Day after day…night after night…she wanted deep thoughtful conversations, so at least she could speak her heart out…but, Days are spent in a different world and nights are living that world when awake.
How could she connect in a crisis time, when you have not given any importance to her when she needed it the most? How could she stand by you, when you never paid heed to what she had to express? How could she understand you, when you have no time to listen to her needs? How could she feel your pain when you forced her to become a stone…hard lifeless….heartless….stone?
Yes, she wants to shut the door now…let’s part ways so that we don’t hurt each other anymore…let’s try to be happy in our own world and not forcing the other one to be stuck in this unhappy life anymore…Let her go…
A strong woman knows she has strength for the journey….
But a woman of strength knows it is in the journey where she will be strong…