Daily quote #72

Wishful….!!

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

All of a sudden!

Sudden bloom of Love
Sudden acceptance of faults
Sudden acts of gratitude
Sudden feel of dominance
Sudden surrender to submission
Sudden ignorance of verbal jabs
Sudden turn of events and touché
Sudden bridge of miscommunication
Sudden path of mistrust
Sudden rumors of debauchery
Sudden twinge of negative vibes
Sudden brawls leading to forgrantedness
Suddenly washing over the deeds of good
Sudden rush of a demon in seconds
Turning upside down, the sudden moments of affections
Into the sudden smoldering venom
All in a blink of an eye
All in all of a sudden

Too Good to be true!

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
start
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!

A stream of rush!

Do you think dashing after things makes it easier to acquire them? We seem so haphazard or extremely passionate; focusing on achieving what we require to do with ourselves ,but then all of a sudden our intense aims puff down like smokes outs of a chimney . We don’t actually know usually what we desire the earnest. Seriously in a race to succeed ; we don’t even realize we are not living in a moment. We want to reach the mountain before even we start climbing it .

I have learnt that aims are there to make us want to aspire big , but in a greed to accomplish every aim we forget what we are currently doing. Leaving it to rot won’t help , but it ‘ll overburden and traumatize you. So, distinctly the remedy for sure is a deep breath and trying to tell your raging aim hormones to “Have a tad bit control sugar!” Taking one step at a time will help wondrously; making us all glee with our little success rendezvous ,and our serene-conscious embracing us and telling  “See! A tad bit slow-down approach helps you attain your intended aspirations” Like the Waterfall model described in software engineering; though this term is a bit irrelevant here,but I think this method should be applied in reality as well. The Waterfall models says that

Things should be taken step by step, firstly focusing on current aim .if its completed then move on to the next module of life. This way we can have the contentment of accomplishment and no regret to bruise our memories.

So everything is best suited at a proper time and place. Trying being a bit wise and tolerant with your aims. No doubt, you ll achieve them but see things happen best when attained at a particular moment.

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My Soft Corner!

As my blog is all about life experiences. I would love to to share my another story with you all 🙂

I am the eldest of four sisters and no brother.I always get being-the-eldest protocol in very matter of my household. It does look all glim and glam until you get the burden. . That really showed when my baby sister was born.We had an age difference of 14 years.My love and affection started rightly after my mother came carrying her and showed her to us .She was like a little Snow White with appealing features sent from heaven to spread joy. I started helping my mother with her baby sitting.I always had a soft corner particularly reserved only for her.Though already having two other sisters around I never seriously felt need to have another one.But one never know how astonishingly miraculous God is,till it comes to His plans. The delight of having a new baby in a family was divine.Whenever she smiled to my words,it was like finally she is sharing and giving back the love she received with a vibrant glow on her face.The saddening truth is when a baby grows.Nonetheless, we wish they remain the same age.When my sister started talking ,she also started quarreling random but I always took that as fun.Generally,I believe that older sibling are always goofy brains.We don’t really bother about striving back to fight.That’s what I always did.I thought she ll learn when she ll grow up but I was so wrong.Occasionally I did scold her for yelling.But the moment  I see her whining adorable face.I immediately let my guards down with regret and hugged her back,.I hated having a soft corner at times because I can’t scold her a times or even when I do after an instant I start laughing and she knows that I wasn’t serious at all.It provoked my anger seeing my sisters scolding her.They always said “you are going to spoil her”. I didn’t care a damn back them but now I realize they were right.So the image I wanted to create as a strict sister dragged through the mad because of my unwise timings 😛

Now is she is all grown up,8 years to be exact.I always do see her obeying orders from my other sisters.I started distinguishing that however they both love her to bits but in their own certain way.They don’t always act chummy or molly coddle her every time like I do.Whenever she tries to answer them back,they only give her a infuriated look and she is all quite and respectful.Whereas If  I were in their shoe she would have payed no heed to what I ramble.After all this pampering her to distraction was my fault at the end of the day.

I learned the way to tackle her was to show her a fair difference between an elder and age fellow.She should learn to respect her elders.It’s not only me she should respect but every body how is generous in affection.But if she continues to stay the same so I ll deal this in my own way and that is silence which is the best response.After all respect is earned not demanded.

My sister name is Annaya and she has started taking me seriously  she knows she is going to obey me otherwise I won’t talk to her whenever she ll plead me to.

Here are her few pictures  of annaya I am sharing with you all.