Take care , the young - the fresh sprouts.
These rains are full of mystery.
If you don't incise the soil ,
they'll drown you.
Nothing can be worse than this ,
rest is all flawsomely gorgeous.
Something comes in to go out ,
but the prints left back ,
carry all lessons.
Dear baby steps ,
we all are on a parade,
very few among us are adventurers,
be one such.
With love , from a happily lost self.
Letters and alphabets all were present, but there was no link in between, the thought was lost, the feelings were too numb, the pain was in search of the cruelest smile, may be that was much comfortable, much healing, much easier. Something lost, lost in the dense crowd, the crowd of chaos, the chaos of ironic exhortations, and exhortation which was just a consolation award for efforts . Now it's time to search the truth, seek it , stand by it & stand for it. That lost link is a lesson. The stars changed , the seasons too, except the road, except the scars. Was it hard to forget or harder to forgive or hardest to accept . Everything met at a dot, and it grew darker day by day, now a scary blot, which may engulf me someday . The insanity which sheltered me sometime back, now pushes me towards a shallow pool of nothingness. I will not drown, but float on this slime water , which will gradually fade my Myself. Even the last efforts to overcome will be exciting , like firecrackers ornamenting the darkest night, and pleasing all eyes I will draw the END.
In this world of total chaos ..... where all are struggling for money, since birth till their last breath, a rich struggles for more rich and a poor struggles for a broad smile in exchange of money, no one cares about who they are using or misusing - it's all about possessions and that has a huge range. Most of us , including me.... our intentions are same, to share happiness, either with ourselves or pampering oneself. We forget our exhaustion....our sacrifices.....we enjoy the happiness.
When was the last time we enjoyed a happiness which had nothing to do with money......????? If I had to buy happiness all the time, I'm sure in my entire life I would run short of ability and time to earn that money. I can't......even not for myself. If I speak honestly, I may sound rude and insane, but if precious gifts really mattered, no one will care about my pains being a mother - daughter - wife. Those were my gifts packed in nothing except untidy ugly watermarks ...... they had nothing to do with money......they had nothing to do with my today's confessions.
Money is powerful, most powerful passion, intoxication...... it can buy many a things.....blood, humanity, love,God's may be.....a mother, a father, ......many things, but it can't compete with the power of pain..... Only pain is a thing that can move an entire universe, the entire life of a being, the Gods may be, it scares us, inspires us , teaches us ....... guides us...and remains as a shadow till our death.....infact it enhances the need for happiness, which is bought by money...thus , who is the ruler?????
Mid thirties ..... like a season of 🍁🍁🍃💮 autumn, sometimes its ☁ cloudy with doubts, sometimes over 🌒 shadowed with attitudes, sometimes heavy with a shattered 💔 heart and sometimes you are too busy to sit and think🤔.
After those struggling ages of
📖 study.... exam 📝 .... the race of life🚴🚵 suddenly takes a pause ⏸, we keep aside our pages 📄🎖🏆 of credit - sadly we realize how little they mean now. In this phase of autumn, things change......as an effect or being affected we change.....a few pages turn, some pages we leave intentionally unnoticed and.... abruptly open a new chapter. It is like we are being haunted 👻 - finish fast ⏳ , there is lot more left to explore. It's 🍁🍂autumn dear! Whispering you- look closely 🔍 at you - this is you , 👔how much have you done, 🕵assess how much is still undone.... and your mirror zooms your grey 😵all the time..... freckles have touched ur youth....and then it haunts- what if Time plays a 🎲 negative role . Countless likes and too many followers 😎, all these attachments and possessions..... where will they stand without You?????
It's getting too fast .....and a brake : to remind that after the fall of autumn , new leaves 🌱 of life comes back. Yes it is the season of falls, but it restores too ... ⚖ ... brings back a new life, reminds you to lay back , take a short ↩ reverse ,
🎵📸🎞☕📺🍭💅🏍🏄🏖🎡🚿🏀🎀 ,
look up 🤓 at your cloudy sky with your bright eyes 👁👁....and clouds 🌈 smile too.
It's been a race to live this life since we existed .....it will be the same till the last date 📆. In between ..... came all the seasons.
Its a love story, a complicated telepathy among two split personalities, a chaos of emotions embroidered by a hopeless threads of feelings.
He: Who are you?
She: I am Mrs....
He: I know.
She: (Surprised) What??
He: (Smiles confidently) Yes, I know everything about you.
She: (Disgusted) Then nothing to speak, why talk!
He: Still. Known and knowing... its there.( What he hid was - actually judging how much has she changed in all this space of time.)
She : (extremely confused, specially either to believe or not, though everything that came out of conversations were nothing except absolute abyss - baseless, but the anxiety, its effect was so exciting that she went on listening, and never realised that she was getting habituated, a habit which changed her forever.... with the course of time she measured all depths, not a single corner was left unseen by him, he was like ploughing and sowing seeds of dependence, a dependence if she honestly accepts burns your ear..... unacceptable love. There was so much she wanted to know, but she adjusted herself and accepted the darkness... against all odds the only thing which could touch her was his silent cry. No two options work here, its fixed, she has her limitations... but human being... they have a mind - a heart, these are uncontrollable, but she had to control it too, she had her reasons, it was sad that the source of all humanity begins from love, but when it comes it brings situations which demand nothing but sacrifices. ) How to manage it all?
He: I know what you are thinking and cooking in your mind!
She: Yes its been a while now, I know all your recipes, I don't cook anymore, I am getting fat day by day with your delicacies.
He: ( laughs) Its time to diet now.
She: I'm no fashion show piece, but yes if controlling hunger demands a few pounds of sacrifice, then why not,.....
He: (stops in the middle) Honestly I want you to be healthy, live a proper life, you have a family. Lets cut it short.
She: (smiles) I know my limit, I will never let you feel guilty, it was you who asked my fingers but I with my full wish danced with you, I will be grateful, I had a twist in my life, full of entertainment. All ends are after all ENDs, but if I finish it gracefully, I will have no regrets.
He: You sound as usual.
Rest of it, was a story, a hazy one which was hard to explain, since the moral of the story was lost. Telepathies carry no record. It was all recorded in their mind, unfortunately the injuries of the heart..... hopefully it will be healed only with tears and smiles.
