Million little pieces
lost soul 2
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Tuesday, 24 January 2017
Haiku: Promises
Monday, 23 January 2017
HINDI KAVITA : वो सन्नाट अँधेरा, दूर करूँ कैसे, ये तो बता देते, जाते-जाते।
Saturday, 21 January 2017
तुम कभी तो आओगे, आखिरी बार मिलने को.....
की कभी तो पढ़ लोगे, तुम मेरे दिल की हर दास्तां
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Tuesday, 10 January 2017
कविता: आँखों ने ख़ुदबख़ुद सारी बातें कह डालीं।
Monday, 9 January 2017
बस हलके से लबो से छुआ, कहीं तुम मीठे सपनों से जग ना जाओ।
Sunday, 25 December 2016
The true purpose of life....!!
At the end of the day, everybody is going to the same place, that's 6 feet underground, with none of the material possessions he has craved for, lied for, fought for and collected. All remains here, and he goes empty handed, they why there is so much fuss about all the materialistic achievements?
When none of these are permanent, none of the relations are with you forever, then why you are proud of yourself. Why proud, jealous or even craving, when today or tomorrow, everybody you love, everybody you hate, everybody you crave, everybody you ignore is going to leave you any way.
"Then what is the purpose of life?", he sounded confused.
"To love yourself truly, validate yourself. because throughout your life, you alone will be your true companion and everyone else is going to leave you sooner or later. So the most important thing is love yourself, place yourself ahead of everything, everyone, even your goals and aims. If you do, then only you will do justice to others things, persons, goals in your life, otherwise all will just go in vein.", The sage replied and closed his eyes.
When none of these are permanent, none of the relations are with you forever, then why you are proud of yourself. Why proud, jealous or even craving, when today or tomorrow, everybody you love, everybody you hate, everybody you crave, everybody you ignore is going to leave you any way.
"Then what is the purpose of life?", he sounded confused.
"To love yourself truly, validate yourself. because throughout your life, you alone will be your true companion and everyone else is going to leave you sooner or later. So the most important thing is love yourself, place yourself ahead of everything, everyone, even your goals and aims. If you do, then only you will do justice to others things, persons, goals in your life, otherwise all will just go in vein.", The sage replied and closed his eyes.
Tuesday, 15 November 2016
Monday, 14 November 2016
Silence provokes..!!!
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| PC |
He sees chimney ejecting the smoke and witness of changing them in to black clouds, taking strange but familiar shapes for some moment, which were similar to rainy ones, but they were having no water, in their heart, they were having the ashes of coal, blackness, dryness, CO2 in scientific language. Human being has changed everything, even clouds and they are artificial and no one can guess, what they have inside, just like himself, no one knows, who has inside what.
And they disperse again and change in to some another shapes, like human being, taking different role in different time, different place, to gain as much as profit he can gain. Nothing is permanent, nothing is immortal. Today or tomorrow, everything is going to change. Change is law of nature, law of life, law of universe. Time changes everything, then why he can’t change, he has to change, after all he is also part of this changing world. Perhaps he doesn’t want to change himself.
He can still see the sun, going to disappear and the beauty of the moment, the chirping of the birds, going in hurry back to their nest, to meet their younger ones, he should also go back to meet her, his dearest ones. He sees the silence the relaxation in every living thing in the area, trees, grass, getting relief from the burning sun and the orange colored son is falling on them, cool air flowing there, on stones, on the grass of the hill, making everything beautiful and still he is standing on the dangerous vertical rock, on the top of the hill, one mistake, and he would fall and…..but he likes the danger..he likes the fearful sensation of the height.
He likes the fear and wants to experience all of them. Pleasure doesn’t make him satisfied or he has no pleasure left in his life, who knows.
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| PC |
He looks down, amazed, no thoughts for this moment, there is no sun light there. For people, below the hill, sun has already set down, evening has come and soon darkness will spread all over, but why should he care, in his life, already darkness has prevailed everywhere. But there are some moments still to set down the sun and sun is going to disappear at the place, where sky and earth are kissing each other, but he knows, they never meet each other, like he and she will never meet again.
He picks up a stone, lying near his feet and with his full strength he throws up in the water of the small pond, flowing from hidden waterfall of the hill. He has drunk the water before in a cone of a big leaf, a very strange but sweet taste of the water and he was drinking it again and again.
Stone falls in the pond and he shouted in excitement, in pleasure.
“yes”.
He became succeed. Stone falls in the middle of the pond, creating ripples, in form of small circle, soon spreading in whole in big, in bigger circle, making leaves, weeds vibrating with the disturbance and soon they disappear after final collision against the bank of the pond and then everywhere silence again in the pond. His life was in silence, then waves of events, occupying his life and then shaking him up and down, and then he too has silence, dead silence, which makes him restless to do, which a normal human never does.
Is is going insane?
Or
The Silence provokes???!!
Is is going insane?
Or
The Silence provokes???!!
Lost.....!!!!
Life has become aimless. No long term goal, nothing, just a boredom, going to work, coming back, eating, sleeping then again same routine follows. I have tried to change, but not a single endeavor of mine has been converted into success.
People remember only the success stories. They give example of them.
I have tried but when you don't get what you want, a numbness, a lethargy, a passive attitude overpowers you and you leave making further effort.
Now I am not having any goal, Not a single dream, failure has made me a negative person and I have left any hope to be rise again.
Somewhere I read: He who faces the more difficulties, the more hardship, he goes more higher in his life, but I am broken completely, broken to the point that I can't get repaired.
My heart is broken, Into how may pieces, I can't even count and remember.
No desire, No fighting, just accepting my defeat.
Every day I think of changing my attitude, Every day I try to find my passion, but I am lost, I am lost completely.
I see people, I see their faces, I know them, but no greetings, No Hi, Hello, like I am absentminded.
I am here, but I am not.
I am lost.....Lost to the point I can't find myself anywhere.
I am wounded....wounded to the point I can't be healed.
I am alone.....alone to the point I can't find company of any one comforting.
Some times I have confessed some one I liked. It took me a very much effort to confess them, that I really like them, I was not having any expectation, I didn't want any thing in return, What hurted me, was they understood me wrong.
Life is harsh...truly it is. You don't get what you like..... You have to settle down and have to like, what you have got. That is the harsh reality, that is the hard truth, either you accept or not...!
I try to find where I am, but I find myself lost, Lost but where, I don't know.
I am not happy, I am not satisfied, but it's like I have left hope, I have no wishes any more for anything. Just a passive attitude, a sense of emptiness, a sense of mindlessness, a feeling of neutral attitude. I am left with nothing, I have no regret for anything, neither I have any complaint from anything.
Only thing I think sometimes that whatever I wished from my heart, may be it's career, may be it's friendship, may be it's love, I am getting despair and nothing is going in right direction.
I wonder, if I am wrong or the world is.
I wonder, if I am complicated or the world is.
I wonder if it's mine fault or the world is.
I hate showing my negative attitude, I hate showing my true color, I hate showing my true nature, I hate showing my miserable condition, because I know, people will not help, they will make fun of me.
World is cruel, it helps them, who are in good luck, there is no position for the persons undergoing hardship in their life.
Am I really facing hardship? I wonder. Or it's just made in my mind.
But I have to change, I have to change...but the courage is lost.
A wonder, a miracle can save me..and I am waiting for that miracle.
May be, May be not....!
Saturday, 12 November 2016
who I love the most and who is in need of my love the most???
| PC |
He replied,"You".
"Me?"
"Yes You", he smiled.
Then he closed his eyes.
I waited patiently, confused, seemingly disappointed by his answer, contemplating the explanation of his answer.
Finally I broke, "Everyone loves himself and how he himself is in need of love the most?"
He laughed, a childlike simplicity and smile on his face.
"without loving yourself, you can't love any one truly. You need love of yourself the most.
You need to accept yourself.
You need to love yourself unconditionally.
Then only you can do justice with the others.
Then only you can love others unconditionally. Because love is not the give and take.
If that is then that is not Love,
That is something else.
When you love yourself or know how to love yourself, you learn how to love unconditionally and that is the first and the last condition of Love, love without any condition and any expectation".
Monday, 6 July 2015
Friday, 3 July 2015
Haiku:- Breathless
embracing, tasting red soft lips
doors of heaven lies.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Thursday, 2 July 2015
Love is not to be confined in certain fixed boundary and definition..!
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Love just a feeling?
or merely an illusion?![]() |
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But one day he found something quite unusual,
in line of natural cycle of reproduction.
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But one day he found his ward is not
what he/she has supposed to be, he/she really is.....!
And it was not easy to even comment
on this critical situation?
on this critical situation?
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How could he/she do this?
He angered at their decision of mate selection?
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Is it right or wrong to act and love who you really love?
Is it wise or foolishness to turn into completely different?
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Is it excess of freedom to behave in that way?
Is it justified to become Gay or lesbian?
He asked !
He shouted !
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He cried !
He feared what the society will think of them..!
He thought
and thought
and thought
again and again.
But at the end of day,
they are still his children..!
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But at the end of day,
its all their decision..!
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But at the end of day,
its all about loving deeply someone..!
we are not Gay/lesbian but only a human..!
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But at the end of the day,
Love is not to be defined in
certain fixed boundary and definition..!
And then he smiled respected his/her decision..!
| Image: http://thegiftsfactory.in/blog/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/polls_support_gay_marriage_love_1529_157594_poll_xlarge.jpg The poem is shared with PU Midweek Motif ~ Freedom |
This post is written for Indispire Edition 72
Will you accept it if one day your son/daughter announces that he/she is gay? How are you going to handle the situation? #LoveIsLove
Disclaimer: LGBTs are still fighting for their cause and survival. This post is just a way to present the other side of the coin and written for the Indispire Edison 72. This is not to hurt or offend any one's feelings, views, beliefs or sentiments. Your comments are welcome...!
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