Empire of faith to her
Is all about the gold crown
Inherited only when she steps
To the escalator of pure thoughts
Along with the cleansing of soul
Making sure no marks of black are
Prominent which were once faded
With the promise of forgiveness
And mercy awarding her the feel
Of blind trust in all the haphazardness
Of times when the shortcomings were
Evident but they just disappeared
Knowing the Empire of faith had an
Extravagant authority to tribute her
Soul with a glow to shine despite of
The hindrance in her way and still
Believe in purification is half the
The faith Convincing everyone to
Think it is a miracle Worth witnessing!
Beauty to her isn’t everything
prim proper in perfect accordance
but it is the joy of living in the moment
of feeling the indifferent circumstances like
running late for work and coming back
to a place small and gruesome but still emitting
rays of warmth despite of hand-to-mouth days when
she forgets about the worries and wait for the
miracles to help cope up with the circumstances
and see how easily every frown ceasing up with an
exhilaration and making her bear the hot summers with an
anticipated sigh to be fittest of survivors of
adventure in travel zone of life where beauty is
all about the crampled talks to making a laughing
stock with friends among the masses gawking our
insanity or late night chating with friends where pouring
hearts out is an excuse to have an ice cream with
sudden change of plans in a weather with an aura of
vibrancy tricking to keep this game of beauty going
on with no rules regulations to follow but a zeal to
try new variety of food or bunking classes just to meet the
roomies and waiting for a treat at every turn for a friend
to just say I aced a test plus a good listener to the cranky
siblings elaborating their phase of live and by being
enticed by a new restaurant checking-in before someone else
uploads a status is always her beauty of life where she is gracious
for late night walks in serenity and never ending verbal jabs
making her live out of this comfort zone and let her believe
in beauty of living in a moment!
So this was the whole episode of Jilt and hurt
Waiting for your arrival In their world of convenience
Making you all awestruck with gloom
Patting you hopelessly, to see this was what you
Were eager to have from the start
An age past adolescence, all grown up and zippy
But you didn’t pay heed to what lay ahead
A race full of unpredictability
Where nothing will ever concern you
No matter how much you succeed in believing
To master things out
It never works like this Sugar
You seem eager to mould people
With your intervening thoughts and
Blurred taste of your expectations like
A pot of clay adjusting with your reasoning
No!Sooner and later you need to jot this down
This isn’t how you can rule the world
With wearing heart about the sleeve but
With a wisdom and a wit, to figure out that
Leave everything be, the way this whole globe
Functions and survives, your job is to
Accept the perfect imperfections all lined up
In front, for you to learn and cast them aside without
Further glance in that direction because
Acceptance of reality has brought you to a
To a certain level of completeness and silence
applauding you for the wishful thinking
That phase of life made her scared
From the envious and cunning Earth
Making her want to stay away from everyone
Because she had heard somewhere before
They are your worst enemies
Will eat every bit of you with vindication
Observing why are all in vain to have them
Making her suspicious and mysterious
Of this sacred bond of friendship which
Had nothing to offer other than animosity
But sooner or later she found herself
Entangled in this web, breathing life
Giving her a chance to experience this meaning of attachment
Compelling her to omit all the odds and letting
Her open eyes and just see there are great minds
Thinking like her, searching for her
Without even asking something in return because
She realized that balance is restored
Nobody can end up having all bad days or all good days
Sometime it’s dawn and sometimes it’s dusk
And what matters at the end of the day is this bond
Comforting you in dread of times coping up
With everything with this tad bit of sphere called friendship
The constant arrival of miseries
The daily sign of deceit
The never ending battle of words
The chaos of routine
The regret of doing good
The hope of a better tomorrow
The everyday feud and escape
The diversions of agony and bliss
But the long and love still there
Stays no matter how hassled the situations are
Because, for all disarrays in life
We should be fortunate enough
If not for them
We would have never been closer to God
As now we already are 🙂
Frightened from the beginning
From the false hopes and gauge
Trying to keep on running breathless
From my fate and belongings
Never knew how much hard it was
To pursue your desires ,your commands
A pack of wolves were there to flare
From everywhere tormenting to have my flesh
Scrutinizing me with scowling eyes
Attempting to devour me with blood thirst venom
Waiting for me to drift apart
Why were they disguised as saints
When knowingly they were sinners from the very
Like the eagles ,always meddlesome and mean
Trying to out run every other bird hopping to get food
From the evil spell of treachery
Leaning on me to get doomed
Unnerving me on every turn but
Forgetting ,somethings are never too good to be true!
Isn’t it possible ever not to feel any sort of insult or humiliation? Nahh! I don’t think so! It’s just something we can’t get out of our system; obviously we feel bad about being the target of aggression for somebody we care, or adore .YEAH! Guys!! It feels bad being mortified in front of people, for your faults making you so out of wits, and then you are rendered speechless. So what should we do? Could we just play innocent of our faults, or shush the obvious-awkward-moment? But, a good point might be a space to collect our self and act all normal…Egghh! It’s bit of gutsy thing. Then what should a person do?
I guess trying not to feel something as if nothing never happened, yeah! because we have to learn the other way around; by thinking above ourselves not focusing on our dos and don’ts , but about the other people we care and love. We can’t shut them out, only for a bit of our ego, that’s utterly insane, and lets accept it, we all take things others do for us “For granted” .What we can do is to flashback all the good memories cherished with that person, initially it’s hard to let go but still if they mean something to us; I think we should stop this awkwardness and start initiating conversation like nothing ever happened. In childhood we use to confuse the terms big heart or big teddy, but now being in adolescence I realized that having big heart means caring for people we love. It require a lot of guts to gather up the courage to stop taking things to heart seriously .Thus, the universal reality is that good emits good, and even if we want to take revenge for them for hurting our feelings or making us feel vulnerable ;try being a goody shoe .I have seen it work sweetlings ,they ‘ll feel compelled to be good because you are a do-gooder yourself , and nothing for them will be more embarrassing then guilty.So ,lets pledge to make this place beautiful with our big generous heart, and above all this will make Our God Our Creator happy ,because if He is happy with us ,nobody on face of the earth can change that.
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Literally, there are several things in life we urge to do; praying that those “regret aches” never haunt us; they get dressed like a daydream, begging us to live the YOLO You Only Live Once) spell… Ironically, we keep on shrugging off such joys because of our insecurities, low-lying guts and relaying-on-others catastrophe. For once, just try getting acquainted with your own being omitting the odds and see the difference. It’s time to give yourself a break and start speaking your minds mates; you‘ll see the astonished result that, many like you want to be ridden of hermit zone and follow the YOLO league. A bit of drill is what we need to overcome the hazards of reluctance and enjoy our adventurous streak.
I developed this adventurous streak from my friends. I felt lively being myself, not caring about my attire with my girlfriends singing at the top of lungs; driving around at night just to enjoy rain, or It could be dancing to crazy Bollywood tunes at hostel. People do call you Lunatic, but who cares as long as it brings out the best in you. The road trips to hilly area makes you want to explore such majestic views showing How beautiful God is.The utter thrill is obviously in window shopping knowing friends around you as well can’t afford to buy everything ha-ha! Though, Ogling outside the shops is crazy but on a brighter note ;it does help you get acquainted with latest trends also with good people around you everything seems like a wonder. The typical mortifying and hilarious moments for all of us was to give the bill by putting all of our shillings on display and calculating loudly to get rid of the antagonizing and unnerving bill card.We didn’t care a fig about our sitting positions In taxi with eight or nine of us stuffed together in a taxi to avoid further expenses and people outside were just the tip of the iceberg. Living such moments helped me to laugh out loud and be a person who enjoys little happiness in everything.
I must say experiences bring out the best in one’s self. If we keep on thinking about our uncertainties and troublesomeness, then this won’t let us get out of the dark but will make us all cranky and chicken heart. I think embracing optimism can help us way more in letting go of our fears. We all do have some rare friends; that are so good to be true, but they definitely help in broadening our horizons.Yeah! So in case we all want to have a bit of adventure then solely like-minds-think-alike friends are the best to relish every moment with.
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I was wool gathering the other day how much I miss my cotton ear bud. Generally there are times when you need nothing more in this entire world other than an adorable ear bud. Yess!! It might be nuisance for some so called neat freaks ,who loathe when you get all lost in the magic spell momentarily, because beat that it’s worth the wait ;making you all dreamy and relaxed at the same time. I think makers of ear buds used a devastating potion in it, to makes us all scattered in our thoughts once we start moving it around the whole globe of an ear. Though, the euphoric bliss is not for a long time; because hearing out the disadvantages of using an ear bud will surely give you any one an apoplectic fit. Literally, I had been myself being all weary of listening about the stoppage of it; but habitually I payed no heed to it; because yeah lets accept it we all become douche bags when it comes to comprehend and listen at a go .
What happened to change my mind were not only one but two life torments. Firstly, I had the cotton of ear bud stuck in my ear, and the doctor had to use some an instrument in it; My goodness!! It was traumatizing. He advised me to stop using it. Nonetheless, the conviction I needed was there, falling in my lap making me want to believe the obvious, but Nahhh! My persistent streak kept me in oblivion not giving a damn. Second brutal thrashing for me was , when my cousin accidentally playing with me dropped a small pearl in my ear ,and this time the doctor couldn’t even stop me from screaming at the top of my lungs along with my frequent muttering curses to my beloved relative under the breath. Finally,the agonizing state ending when I dropped of the idea of using an ear bud. I still crave for it like a dessert at crucial moments ,but then the horrid flashbacks of consequences makes my Satan at rest somehow 😛
So dear readers, stop getting fascinated by the thrilling site of an ear bud all wrapped up beautifully bamming you. They will try to lust you, leaving you wrenched with a weak heart but nevermind ,remember a forefinger is all you need to swirl around in an ear kingdom. 🙂
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