What a crazy yet so wonderful world

Zillions of men and super zillion kids and some more zillions of women..... All struggling in their lives for something some goals to be achieved some people to be defeated and struggling for so many many things around. Some for the name of Fame, some for the sake of game, walk on the red carpet walk on the clouds, walk with the hand around the waist and stroll under the sky. All this and a lot more is what we are busy gaining.

Wait, halt and relax. Take a deep breath and look into youself. Did you actually make yourself happy? Dreams fulfilled but what about those unsaid unheard dreams? Perhaps the most important ones rather!

Its time we invest some time out of all these hussles and bussles all for ourselves. Its time we take a call. Someone has rightly said "Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections." Thus let us not pay attention to the imperfections and just move on with every bit trying to believe in what we want to and trying to dream what we want to.

The World is Crazy yet if seen with eyes wide open its indeed BEAUTIFUL.  Go as far as you can. There is no limit to freedom no limit to being yourself. Enjoy every moment like a baby with no strings attached.
Here is wishing all of us a Better and a beautiful world to be a part of!

A Choice made.

The world I chose was different of course
But the people I chose were no different at all
We clicked together we planned to gel forever.......
Met so many faces but only a few to remember and few to cherish
Friends they say are the gifts of God, Oh ! but I say they are the strings or our hearts chord.

Fortunate me I found my chords, wishing the music to go all along.
Have the beautiful memories intact, and the moments all tracked.
Knowing that its a new day I have a different world again.

A Lift Unknown..

Society yes this is !

Why do we grow up to be mature..?? To be all on our own..?? Why are we expected to be calm and quiet even when in pain..?? Why are we supposed to behave according to the set norms no matter what..?? Why do we have the right's and the wrong's defined..?? Why is there no leverage on these right's and wrong's..?? Do these questions have an answer apart from the societal considerations..??

Just take me away to a place where life is all about freedom of thoughts and views. I do not agree to the patterns of the world of the society around me , but am too small a bird to rebel. Don't want my flights to be killed forever. I guess Iám being forced to choose suffocation over vacation. Give me a break, I promise I'll be back soon. But take me away to a secret place where no`one can catch me where all I hear is the voice of my soul.....................

Treat to 'ME'

After a long time i want to write just for myself.
A beautiful long journey which i have undertaken, not sure what way this is heading towards.
Today as I look back, everything seems to be so different and so changed.
Now , I can see a young girl on a mission to accept the whole world, on a mission to love everyone and hate no one. Stupid it does sound but Oh! the girl loves it all.

I know I have flaws. I know my ways are often wrong. All I wanted was hapiness all around, all I got was confusion all around. Every road I travel has its own huge speed breakers, some i'am able to see but at the rest I also stumble.
My path is not a bed of roses, but I love it this way. I love the way things come to me....
Flashback takes me to my childhood. A naughty me upto something. Teenager was even worse. Years pass by and today the story remains unchanged and the turmoil within me remains the same.....
Something I'am not able to define, something that still remain unanswered -
> Why do I want a bloom in the desert?
> Why do I see light even when it is darkness all around?
> Why is there no limit to my being concerned about everyone I come in contact with.
> Why the hell can I not kiss my people before I, Go, kiss the world.

Escaped..

She closed her eyes to take that jump into the pool of meditation. It was her addiction that not only comforted her, but also took her to the valley of strangers where she had no expectations. That was always pleasant. But on the other hand, her thoughts caged her with the fear of loss. Certainty could come and jolt her anytime. The wing of ideation always took her to the flight of dreams. If you build a castle out of sand, would you rather let the waves destroy it or do that on your own? She did ponder upon. Yet the waves became a friend that she entrusted, not herself.
She did want to capture those waves in her words, but their lucidity always escaped her ink.

Read the novel 'room'.....it makes u realise what efforts it takes by parents to teach a baby to see a world which is almost allien to him, a good read infact............
Momma, dad I love yu both.  I really don't have to mention it publicly but no matter where  and how many platforms i get to show my love for you both it'll be less.