I can't breakfree.

Trapped,

Chained in the opinions,

keys lost

I can't breakfree.

Affected,

living with thyself,

unwanted,

I can't breakfree.

Tempted to go back,

I can't decide,

A tune in my head,

I can't breakfree.

Dragged by emotions,

unable to face the truth,

crafting the patterns,

I can't breakfree. 

Restlessness,

Peace of mind lost,

so used,

I can't breakfree.

All lost,

noone to hold onto,

none to fall-back on,

unable to trust,

I can't breakfree. 

Longing...

I wish to pen down my words,
I want to speak my heart loud,
I crave to talk aloud,
I desire to be heard,
I yearn to meet,
I pine to hear,


All that I want to do,
I can't. 

What is this?

I might be lonely,

I might be confused,

I might be in a bad mood,

I might just want to stay alone.

I should be happy,

It is raining outside,

cukoo is singing in symphony,

and its all so beautiful.

I am sad,

I don't know what to do,

I have no one to take me to the next step,

I feel doomed and not a ray of hope.

Everything seems to fall apart,

Chaos and confusion all around,

Oh brain! why have you stopped working?

Or may be, I am being plain impatient!

Love or Hate?

One life to love,

One life to hate,

And I choose love over hate.

Life do gives us chance,

And what we do?

We defenestrate those chances,

And crib,

crib about our only life!

How do we live?

Its better to die,

And

never cry!

Because 

When we drop our tears,

We look weak.

Only life to love,

Only life to hate,

And I will always choose love over hate!

P.S.- Like any other native of this country, I dream to eradicate hatred and spread love! And want people to stop cribbing about their lives, and accept the way god has made them! That gives satisfaction, And satisfaction always and always brings peace. And if one is at peace, He/she ll always spread love and no hatred!

What do you choose?

Why do people steal?

I wonder.. 

Yesterday, my friend's cell got stolen and she filled in buckets of tears. It is obvious, after all we are so attached, or rather addicted to our cell phones. It is not only about cellphones, we are attached to the every little thing we use in our daily lives!

Mr. thief, I am sure you gonna be getting your punishment, and someday you'll be losing something as precious as you stole today! Because, In life we always get back that we have done in past!

Please, please , please.. If anyone who steals happens to read my blog, Stop stealing, at once. You feel happy by stealing one day, but the problems that follow in the coming time are too big for people to handle.

Do good, things will always fall in place for you!

And please don't steal. Ever. 

Here, I can think of the Bournville's tagline-"You earn it"! 

Earn and spend,always, and you'll enjoy that pleasure of spending , IF YOU ARE A *REAL* GENTLEMAN OR A GENTLEWOMAN.

The saga of "WORDS".

Words are all I have to take your heart away....

Really?

Raise your hands up in the air,

If words, ever took away your heart! 

I wish,

I could be dumb,

I wouldn't have broken a single heart,

I would have never been misunderstood.. 

Right from the Raghuvansha's Empire, An adage was formed-

"praan jaaye par vachan naa jaaye"

(I may die, but will never disobey my words)

It has meandered its meaning, and we know that. 

I wish,

my silence could make people understand,

my actions could pour out my transparent feelings,

my words wouldn't have been misunderstood.

Oh, words fail to display purest of emotions,

Yes, words are deceptive,

And words could never take anyone's heart away,

Oh *in agony*, words are fake! 

P.S.- This poem is dedicated to all, whose words have been misunderstood so far..Just to support my view, Actions speak louder than words!

BREAKFREE -

Its my habit to juggle with dates, and relate everything of my past, in present according to dates. I think, its not only me who keep fighting with dates, But all the other people of my age can relate themselves to this peculiar habit of mine. 

I was extremely troubled 'coz of this habit. And, if you (whosoever is reading) follows my blog, must know that my dadaji expired on 7th July'05. And my birthday falls on 9th July. I kept this hidden from the world about why I am sad on my birthday for no reasons, and kept cursing it. So far, Many people have tried making it special, But I don't accept it that way. I keep crying, and mood swings carry on for another week. Its always a bad day,

rather the worst week during the year, simply because I don't want to be happy.

Times have past. And Its hard to accept the realities of life, esp Deaths, not only for me, but most of the people.

Only yesterday, I recalled something- My dad told me few days back, He loves my birthday, and it is the only date he can't forget ever in his life because I was born! And today I realize, When he can let go his elegiac sorrows for my happiness, Why do I hold onto things so firmly, and not letting it go off!

With time, I have become rigid. I don't let go off things easily. 

I realize, When we lose one person we love deeply, We hold onto every person in our lives firmly, so that we don't lose another loved one!

I feel better now.

=PEACE

Strength in togetherness?

We were like a string of pearls in the same thread,

S T R I N G    B R E A K S   O F F ,

What now remains is, A single pearl, all apart! 

What is more precious,

A pearl, or a String of pearls?

I feel low...

I am low because I want to be. I desperately need to share my thoughts, feelings and emotions the way I used to. I have become too much frustrated, possibly because of the monotony in my life;someone said. On one side there is an insurmountable academic pressure and on the other side there is this "void",I am lately feeling in my life. My life seems to be surrounded with all kinds of darkness with no rays of light coming from anywhere. "Things are psychological", someone said.

Whenever I see people, having fun and sharing over the happy and sad moments of their lives, I feel cagey and pity on thyself. I am trying to find answers to my questions , "unknown questions".I always provide myself with reasons to keep me satisfied. But, in real, I know what is the truth.

Automatically, when I think about my life, my tear glands starts functioning. I don't cry, but I sob; whenever I am alone. When I wake up every morning- I find no reasons to carry on with my life. I may be failing. But I think I am learning the different ways the life treat us, and right now I am learning the bad things. See the ways, I keep consoling myself! 

I can no more count on people, and can share my things, I think of the different things they are going to think about me. I dislike the things I used to love at one point of time. My tastes are changing. The way I treat people is changing. I am changing. May be for good. But bad is not yet ruled out of the option. I don't know, what is eating up inside me. I am not being able to find reasons for my sadness. I am not being able to deal with inner me. I don't know , why I keep judging people all the time? Why do I feel this way? Is it common among all the people in my age-group? I need to change, and find the answers for my unknown questions before it is too late.

I have become the one who is glued to her mobile, not to text but to play games.
I have become the one who likes to watch Balika Vadhu sharp at 8'0 clock,
I have become the one who keeps earphones stuck to her ears to listen to radio,
I have become the one who likes to do nothing,
I have become the one who wants to do tit- for-tat for everything,
I have become the one who dresses disastrously,

Instead of
having loads of friends to text,
watching reality shows or may be the talk shows ,
to listen the hip- hop, or hard rock music
having infinite books to read,
having infinite household chores to do,
forgiving and forgetting people,
having the biggest wardrobe people dream to have,

I have become the way I now am.

P.S.- People reading this might think - what kind of article is this, but 'am only trying to vent out my sad feelings, and the way I have been lately feeling about my life.

SHATTERED

My eyes were closed,

My life was slow,

My heart was true,

My mind was translucent..

I am sure,

I can't hurt a soul.

I am soft spoken,

I am unselfishly.

I'LL NOT BE THE SAME ANYMORE.. 

People are shrewd,

People are cunning,

I can't take my life as it comes.

I'm hurt.. 

I'M hurt the most,

I won't be truthful,

I won't be polite,

I'll be unreasonable,

MY EYES ARE WIDE OPEN NOW,

I'll make the pace of my life faster,

My mind will be opaque,

 I can hurt people,

 I'll be selfish..

'COZ NOW, AM SHATTERED,

BADLY HURT..!!

:'((