I am sitting in a boat
With a dried throat
Apprehensive of what future holds
My mind says it’s all okay
Heart says where the hell are you going
I am happy then why moving at all
May be the world is my battlefield
I am ready with my shield
Shield of emotions which I hide from the world
With the little wisdom I earned
As the future unfurled
Coz this is not a normal day
It is the day I am making a vow
And give myself to the love of my life
The hidden emotions flowing out now
As I know my boat has now got its helmsman
I was afraid to make a commitment
To trust myself enough, but again a look at his face tells me I don’t need anything more than this
My clouds start making way for the sun to shine
And my eyes brimming with tears
I say I do.
The real happiness of festivals lies in celebrating with your family. When someone scolds you to eat something. When your sibling fights with you. When your grandparents pamper you and spoil you. In eating the fruits from a tree your dad planted when he had no idea of you. Where you still find the stickers you pasted and spoiled the furniture at the age of 5. When you shed tears of love. When you just don’t want to get back to work.
Life seems to be at peace and you don’t need anything else. You feel complete. You forget all your aims, ambitions and nothing seems more important than what you are living right now. You dread the thought of returning back to work, you love your job too but suddenly nothing holds its importance infront of the peace you are getting with your family. You know they care about you unconditionally.
When every tickle of clock reminds you to move towards your aim, an aim you enjoy working for. But you need to pause. You want to stop running. And just be a little kid roaming around on the same streets he once learnt cycling, buy bread from the same shop he once used to buy candies as a kid, walk around in the same park where he learnt to walk first. The sensation shakes you to make a future with them. You feel lost and let others take care of you. You enjoy teasing the people you know care about you. You throw tantrums because you know someone is bearing them with love. You feel good about disturbing everyone because you don’t get to do it very often. In everything you are doing, you try to create a memory.
A memory so strong in which you can again live for some months before having all this again and if you are lucky enough to have all this, you should feel blessed. Everyone is not so blessed. And enjoy the festival spreading the colours of your heart with the people you love. 🙂 🎊
I am a good observer.
I can see the difference,
In your smile and your happiness,
In the words coming from you,
and in the emotions in your eyes.
I know when I am being scolded with a hope,
and when I have lost your trust.
I can notice the way you roll your eyes,
the pitch of your tone,
I can differentiate your touch.
I know when it is loving, neutral or if you have lost all hopes on me.
At a stage, words are not needed.
And its disheartening to see those negative emotions,
And to see proud in those eyes is the best feeling ever.
In the eyes of a person I love, lies my motivation and heartbreaks.
And the worst thing is to see your father being diplomatic with you.
My life is simple
I want to be
A pearl in a shell
I have my own shine and strength
With no need to maximize my lustrous beauty
But still I want to feel protected
In the arms of love
And shine in my own shell
With no rules, no expectations, and no responsibilities
I just want to fold myself to form an arc
And sleep like a baby, growing and shining
Like I did in my mom’s womb.
Her words eco in my ears still
Some things happen for the first time
Some new lives add in your life
And you get a new different feel each time and first time
They introduce a world to you, you never knew
And change you a bit for the better
They give you a life of your own
And some you loose, the ones you never know how to live without
The ones who were your guiding light
Who introduced you to the world
And you miss their caring pat on your back and are ready to do anything to get it back
But you know it’s not possible anymore…
I felt hopeless
Then something lifted me up
Suddenly I heard a roar in me
My heart felt to be multiplying
My blood trying to escape out of my nerves
A proud smile and eyes dreaming
And again a thought pounced in my mind
A negative thought
This time the helplessness was more
My thoughts in a loop
Getting tired in search of a light in the dark tunnel
It was the time to realise my inner powers
To see in the light of my aura
And the best thing I never knew, I was just inches away from my dream
The idea to keep moving , worked.
Being evil is the trend
Goodness sounds so old fashioned and dumb.
I clenched my fist,
And said I can’t be one of those I hate.
I feel I am in a wrong world
The rules are tangled here
We are taught good things happen to good souls
But I experience something else
Innocence is considered dumbness
Love a weakness
Empathy being called cute
I am fragile..fragile not like a flower
Fragile like a bomb
I need to keep my spirit of innocence high
I wish luck to the goodness of heart in all the young souls.
I heard a voice so beautiful
From a cute face so unexpectedly
Her words played like music, like a garland with no pauses
More beautiful than the sound of a falling drop in water
I always sleep listening to her
A soothing voice… straight from heart
With the innocence of a kid
Her words are sweet..tone musical
She kind of sings while talking
And then she finishes her long story
All about her day
With a laugh noone can ever forget
You can feel her emotions
Creating an endless ripple in your mind 🙂
I am in a dilemma. I feel if we expect and form a image in my mind, it’s just a creation of my mind. And when I compare what I have with the image of what I wanted, it always contradicts and it has too because I am not the creator nor I have a magic pencil Shaka laka boom boom which will turn my picture in real.
But then if I will not know what I want how will I get that. It’s important to understand your desires.
I should know what I want exactly to not be confused or persuaded by other things. I should know when to stop chasing.
Should we keep chasing what we exactly want or just be at peace with whatever we have. First one leaves me restless and leads to dissatisfaction. And the latter just confuses me with the goal of life. Why should I settle with anything if I had the capability to achieve more ?
Its getting subjective for me instead of being objective.