I am not rich, I am Satisfied

It all began with a wish
of being rich, wealthy, powerful
But where did it end?
was it a happy ending?
How would I know
I was blinded by the greed
Thinking one day I will have enough,
enough for me to fulfill that one wish
but did that ever happen?
No, because I perpetually kept asking for more
and more
and more
Little did I know that this would be a drug
A drug that would be the end of my happiness
Because no matter how much I get I want more
It is when I encountered a jovial man
I asked, “how much is it that you have to have such glistening eyes?”
To which he replied with content
“I am not rich, but I am satisfied”
Only then I realized I had fulfilled the wish
for which this all started long back
The only thing that wasn’t fulfilled was my greed.

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The world is a library of people

They say you must not judge a book by its cover
But is it really possible for us to not judge people at all?
Isn’t it important for us to look at people and make an opinion
to keep us away from bad company
Because maybe reading a book and realizing it isn’t good in the last chapters won’t make a lot of difference
But that’s not the same with human beings
Being with a wrong person can be disastrous
Thus,
We must not judge a book by its cover
but we must make a temporary opinion about people
on the basis of their deeds, behavior, vibes, communication, energies, perspective, portrayal, the way they treat others
You can know them better and always laugh upon your 1st draft opinion (which you must keep with yourself until too sure!)
but till you know them, its better you watch out!

Always remember however bad a book is, never spread rumors about it
Maybe the book which you did not like could be someone’s favorite
Let others decide for themselves, you take prudence for yourself and try finding your book!

-Sometimes books with the worst reviews have the best stories to tell!

Nothing for free is much valued, not even advice

I get how much you want to help them, teach them, stop them from falling in the pit they are putting themselves in because you think they are inviting trouble or you can foresee where this will lead
But can you really save someone who does not want to be saved?
Someone who wants to really take a shot and risk it all?
Someone who is the master of his/ her life
No matter how much you want to save them you can’t
So rather stand by their side in the decisions they take even if you disagree with them
because they are always 2 possibilities even if one is just 0.000001 probable
1. the risk paying off
2. the person failing
So just stay there, they will learn with time, just the way you did but that day isn’t today so they wouldn’t understand you
Apart from this, you could be wrong too so maybe it’s better to let everyone explore and find their own lessons.

“Time teaches you what you refuse to learn from your well-wishers”
-Chitra Divakaruni

Failure

Failure is a Motivation in life
it does not pamper you like other people
but it tests you,
hard enough to make you step out of your comfort zone
But failure is a motivation only when you don’t stop after that failure, rather you keep going
So, if life is a mirror
Failure is a broken mirror
The only thing it is useful for is to take a lesson and be more prudent next time
And don’t dwell on it or keep it there for too long
You might step on it and hurt yourself and
bleeding with guilt and regret after a failure
doesn’t help in healing
So the broken mirror, It is just there to teach you a lesson you must learn
After which you must clean it up and focus on making a new mirror with old lessons!

It makes the success taste so much better!!

-at times there’s nothing like a mosaic painting

Rest or Work?

Some days I just wanna stay in a place and watch my life as it goes by like still-water observes the beauty around, just the same way
I want to appreciate the little things I miss in the daily haste

And while I stay there and discover how so many people do little things for me and I forget to thank them; and
I want to feel gratuitous

I wanna stop for a while and not do anything and see how far I have reached from where I started; and
I want to feel proud

I wanna stop thinking about tomorrow;
about my problems;
about my future;
I just want to think about the things I already have; and
I want to feel lucky

I don’t want to think about the time I have wasted till now; or
the places I have to reach; or
things I need to know; or
questions I need to answer; or
problems I need to solve
And it’s not necessary that I need to feel accomplished like I have reached my destination
because at times the view before reaching the destination is better than the destination itself
I just want to enjoy that

Because resting is important, doing nothing is important too
Like an electronic device charges faster when kept undisturbed while charging
I wanna fill/charge myself with all these beautiful energies.

Do you feel the same?
What’s stopping you then?
Remember you can only watch the reflection of the sunset in still-water
So at times being still and doing nothing is not bad/wrong

And then after resting
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I want to start again

-“Rest If you must but don’t you quit”

John Greenleaf Whittier

Mother

To the person whom world muses as an institution of perfection,
Isn’t it tiring to be expected to be correct all the time?
To know everything?

Don’t we forget that she is a human before being a mother?
It’s her first time being a mother too and even if it’s not she can’t be blamed for being imperfect!

A mistake without a bad intention is forgiven everywhere
In every shrine
But for mothers?
It is often wrapped in questions instead
“How could you not know?”
“What kind of a mother are you?”

She is still trying to find the answer to these questions the world imposes on her,
What kind of mother are you?
And sometimes she has the answer (the one which the world hasn’t heard of!)
‘A Human Mother, the one who makes mistakes and learns from them’
A Mother who maybe once or many times didn’t understand what was wrong with the child; or
What the child meant to say; or
What was happening to him…..

And who gave us the right to decide if she failed or passed at being a mother?
Who decides that and on what merits?

Ever thought how burdened does she feel when we assume she knows it all
How paranoid she is due to the expectations of the world
She has looked at her mother and all the other mothers,
but found the same helplessness in their eyes
who have accepted these assumptions as a gospel
So now she stops waiting for someone to break this chain of expectations,
And she does what they did
She accepts the rule too
That A MOTHER MUST KNOW IT ALL
She has nowhere to go for help
So now she tells herself she knows it all and thinks it’s her duty to know it all

 

 

 

 

I am me

Who are you?
I am Me

And what’s so special about it?
Everything! Because unlike everyone I don’t try to be someone I am not,
Unlike everyone I am not scared of being myself, even if that means being extremely ordinary, boring, simple,  ……….
Unlike everyone I don’t say stuff I don’t mean.
I don’t do things which I do not find agreeable
I am not perfect, I am work-in-progress
I need to learn more, but will there ever be an end to the thirst?
God forbid if that thirst dies what will we live for?
Thus, even in days when I think I am lagging behind, I remind myself
That I have all the time in the world
I don’t mind working slowly and taking breaks
Sleeping before the finishing line wouldn’t make a lot of difference either
It’s no Race
Even if it is, the finishing line is invisible

There are days I work hard to accomplish goals
There are days I spend doing nothing progressive
There are days I feel I am lagging but I don’t let this take over me
There are days the metaphorical speeches scare me
because I don’t fit in the list
I am neither a wave nor an ocean
I am neither a lion nor a fox

But who said I had to be like them?
Those metaphorical creatures or other accomplished men of this world
I said it before, I am me
And that’s good enough for me to be motivated again

There are days I fail at doing anything that I just talked above
but that doesn’t stop me from picking right from where I stopped the last time
Because I am everything someone else wants to be
Because I am different because different is me

So if you’re you, be delighted for it, because that’s rare
Not all stones can get hit by waves and still keep their shape in the river!

-Get influenced inspired

Measuring love on the scale of Hatred

It is alright to have beliefs different from that of others, it is normal to like or love certain things but haven’t we chosen the path of hatred to show our love?
Haven’t we chosen the path of offending and disrespecting other people’s choices to show our love to what we love?

Women trying to show their support for the feminist movement and making the trolling of men a part of the movement
Millennials mocking the old school approach to supporting their trends
People supporting one religion by offending other religions to show their loyalty towards theirs
People becoming chauvinist for showing patriotism

and a lot more

YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO LOVE ANYTHING
AND IT NEED NOT COME WITH  HATRED FOR OTHER THINGS

Loving something does not put you on a war with all the other things in the world
You could love yourself without hating others
This isn’t a war against anyone
this is about preferences and choices, you could enjoy your freedom without stopping others enjoying theirs

you could support women and feminism without making it against the men
where you could choose white without belittling the tan and dark skin
where you could love the contemporaries without hating the classics
where you could love trendy clothes without mocking people who are comfortable with their not so trendy clothes
you can live in peace without disturbing other’s peace
where you could support one person’s ideologies without criticising the rest
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where you could love yourself without hating others

Also,  not everyone is like that!

some people like what they like and do not hate other things
There are women supporting feminism and they don’t hate all men
There are people who prefer classics but do not detest the contemporaries
There are people who like football and do not hate cricket
and this is as simple as that

Don’t complicate it

and unless somebody tells you about their hatred do not assume they hate all the other things

 

-I love tea and coffee!
I love Captain America and Iron man!
I LOVE YOU and MYSELF!

Love or Magic?

“Love isn’t just a feeling; it’s an art. And like any art, it takes not only inspiration but also a lot of work”
-Paulo Coelho 

Nobody said that loving was easy, but do we have a choice?
At times we can’t stop ourselves from falling for people, and once we have fallen for them, the ride isn’t easy, love just happens but to keep it alive it requires work and efforts from both sides, it requires trust, compassion, understanding from both sides.
Don’t let your pride become conceit, just the way there exists a need for you to protect self-love from toxic relationships, there is also a need to protect your love from vanity. There is always a line and anything beyond it is detrimental!
Love is no different, even when it is for oneself!

But what happens when even when you are trying really hard and still things go wrong sometimes, once in a while?
Try reminding yourself of all the good that other person has done for you and don’t let the ephemeral anger destroy things forever!
Don’t say things you don’t mean and would regret later!

“In Love, nothing is destroyed forever”
-Paulo Coelho

Relationships are like a tapestry made with threads of love and care, they tangle but get untangled too!

No matter how much you fight you will always end up forgiving the one you love because you know what they mean to you and how dreadful your life will be without them.
You fight, you make it up and repeat; it’s a never-ending cycle.
But don’t let anyone use this as a tool to exploit you!
Because as I said there is always a line; a line!
Don’t let this make you believe that toxic relationships are normal
Don’t let this make you drag the wagon of relationship alone.
Don’t let the love songs deceive you in mistaking masochism for love

“Those who cannot accept this, and who always try to find an explanation for magical and mysterious human relationships, will miss the best part of life”
-Paulo Coelho

Isn’t it weird how once a person who you have known just for months becomes dearer than the ones you have known all your life?
Isn’t it weird that at times the difference between relationships based on blood and the others have no variance?
Isn’t it weird how a person finds a family in the acquaintances one calls “friends”?
Isn’t it weird how even a new city full of strangers does not seem strange anymore because of some strangers?
Isn’t it weird how loving could make you so beautiful with the glow it adds to your face and behaviour?
Isn’t it weird how loving someone could make you trust yourself even more?
Isn’t it weird how loving someone could make you a better person?
Isn’t it weird how loving someone can change your relations with many in a good way?
Isn’t it weird how loving someone can make you accept your mistakes more against the one you love?

It is not weird, it’s love!
And love is what it is; unconditional
if it wasn’t like that
A child wouldn’t show such reverence for someone he calls parents
A man wouldn’t go to the ends for someone he calls his wife
A woman wouldn’t consider leaving everything for someone she calls her husband
A person wouldn’t fight the world for someone he calls a friend

Isn’t love a realisation of the good things in life?

 

 

-Love is in the air
And just like air it has oxygen and pollution!

 

 

 

Circle of love

I remember the time my Nani used to tie my hair while getting me ready for school and I used to tell her stories of my class
and today as I comb her hair because her feeble hands cant anymore and now she tells me her stories

 

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Poem by: Rupi Kaur

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