Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Never Regret Your Choices


WHY DO WE CHOOSE TO DO WHAT WE CHOOSE TO DO? WHAT MAKES US FORM OUR JUDGMENET AND TAKE THE DECISIONS WE TAKE? I always ponder about the life choices I have made and I have learnt one thing that every decision you make it’s the best decision you make no matter how bad or good it is. The key to a guilt free life is by not to judge yourself by the choices you make.

Some choices which we make might work out in our favor and some might not but that does not define us, you or me. We are much more and it is not always necessary to come through with people. One’s life choices are one’s own and no one can bend or mend them.

A lot of things inspire me but does that mean I act upon all of those things? No it does not, it is not possible to dedicate your life to everything which pleases you. Sometimes making tough choices is what is required and you need to be a bigger man to sacrifice what you want for the greater good.

People will always judge, it is in our blood, it is something which comes engrained in us, no matter how nice a person is there will always be a judgment call. Then how do we choose to avoid it? How do we choose to be the best and bring out the best in us? The secret to that is never try to appease anyone, if you stand for your choices and what is right for you, yes you might hurt people, you might face the wrath of those who care and those who do not but in the end the best decisions are those in which both mind and heart are in agreement.
For example falling in love, in western countries there are no judgment calls on who dates whom, who loves whom, who sleeps with whom but in our society there is always a moral obligation to appease people. It leads us to losing on a lot of things we hold precious but we still do that, we still give up on things which we felt were precious.

But is that the right thing to do? Is not hurting others the right thing? Is not hurting others and hurting yourself means you are selfless? I feel lying to yourself is the biggest crime one can commit, it is a sin to be self sacrificing as in this world each and everyone fends for themselves. There is no pity, harmony and hatred which rules us. Instead we have started living our lives with pure compromises. What I mean by a pure compromise is a situation where we make ourselves believe that our sacrifice is what was needed to make things right. But is it?

Everything happens for a reason, people say. But the truth is people who would strangle their needs and their wants will do that without being concerned with the society, the age or time. Nothing will matter if you have believed for a fact that self sacrifice is the only path to achieve the greater good.

Everybody has the right to be happy. Happiness and sorrow do not have a shelf life. I have heard many a times that it is our sorrow which makes our joy worthwhile, I partially agree to it but what about those people who give up their joy to see a smile on someone else’s face? Spreading joy is only possible when the person spreading it is happy, you being unhappy to see others smile is just not worth it.

There are people who are very random and impromptu, their life choices are a series of accidents. Their choices hurt them and make them happy but they regret the decisions they make. To such people, I can relate to. But the question is can we be rational about everything in life? If we are always rational then what we live is not a life but we lead each day till the time we die.  It is very important to know who you are and what you are as there is a good and a bad person inside everyone. There is an angel and the devil in everyone, there is a self sacrificing element and the selfish in everyone. Do not judge yourself as it makes our lives harsh. Instead live……… and live more to regret another day.

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Die Dead Enough


Some say that I will burn,
Some say I will freeze.

From the things I have learnt and faced
I smile at those who say I will end in flames.

If I had a choice I would die twice,
I have felt hate and I know how it feels

Freezing will be a potent killer
And It will be enough, to end.

Hate is what I have given up on, Things cease to matter.
I am at peace. So truth be told, I have ceased to exist.

Some still say I will burn,
Some want me to freeze.

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

The Long Road


He sat alone on his bed, he liked a specific corner of the bed. It was a corner in which he could hide from everyone and everything. That corner comforted him, felt protected. Sudden thoughts made his heart sink, his eyes were constantly moist but he had a little smile on his face.

Ravi was in love with a girl, Ruhaani but their pair wasn't made in heaven. They were never meant to be together but they still hung on, clinging to each other, loving each other.

He kept thinking what went wrong. They were together so many years why hadnt she thought about her priorities before, he felt lonely and betrayed. Life had cease to mean anything but he knew he had to drag on, he did not have the option to give up living. He did not have an option to give up surviving.

He pushed himself farther in the corner, sat with his notebook. He looked morose, he kept doodling circles aimlessly. His eyes were leaking and he looked as someone who had lost all hope.

In his mind a myriad of thoughts came and went, the immense feeling of loss made him remember each second spent with her. HE kept saying to himself "Now she has forgotten me, Um sure she has. Hope she is happy" and he kept staring.

He remembered small things, minute details, as how she ate a brunch on sunday instead of eating breakfast. How her family lunches were so very late on sundays. The memories of day to day routine stuff seemed to keep him alive, these mundane activities were the only things he could hold on too. He was trying hard to recollect each and every second spent with her.

The feeling of being lost was greater than the sense of loss. He had always been with her since childhood and suddenly losing her made him vulnerable.

It was not as if Ruhaani was happy in doing what she did, she had to do what she did. It was not forced upon her but because she was a selfless person, a sort of person who would sacrifice her happiness to see the people around her happy.She sat in a well lit room, the walls had beautiful flowers painted all across it, the sun
was pouring in through the balcony. It was a beautiful glass wall through which the sun's rays filtered and seeped in. For years she had admired the beauty of this sun but not today. It seemed corrupted and dark and weak.

She knew that after years of holding hands and contemplating there future together they were over, Finally. The imminence of the whole thing shook her, she fought the urge to cry but it was the only way she could do to find some solace. She was not a weak person who spilled tears but these tears were for someone who will always live on in her life. Someone whom she knew will never give up on her, someone who would love her unconditionally even if he was hurting from inside.

They both huddled in their corners and the day shifted to night and then again....

They both woke up with moist eyes and nightmares.

They got dressed for work, wiped their eyes dry and left for work. The first thing she would do is to call him when she left, but she did not.

He kept waiting that maybe she will call.The call never came.....

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi: Harivansh Rai Bachchan


Jeevan Main Ek Sitara Tha
Maana Vah Behad Pyara Tha
Vah Doob Gaya To Doob Gaya
Ambar Kay Aanan Ko Dekho
Kitne Iskay Taare Toote
Kitne Iskay Pyare Choote
Jo Choot Gaye Fir Kahan Mile
Par Bolo Toote Taaron Par
Kab Ambar Shok Manata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Jeevan Main Vah Tha Ek Kusum
They Us Par Nitya Nichavar Tum
Vah Sookh Gaya TO Sookh Gaya
Madhuvan Ki Chaati Ko Dekho
Sookhi Kitni Iski Kaliyan
Murjhaayi Kitni ballriyan
Jo Murjhayi Woh Fir Kahan Khili
Par Bolo Sookhe Phoolon Par
Kab Madhuban Shor Machata hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Bat Gayi

jeevan Main Madhu Ka Pyala Tha
Tumnay Tan Man De Daala Tha
Wah Toot Gaya To Toot Gaya
Madiralya Kay Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Pyale Hil Jaate Hain
Gir Mitti Main Mil Jaate Hain
Jo Girte Hain Kab Uthte Hain
Par Bolo Toote Pyalo Par
Kab Madiralaya Pachtata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Mridu Mitti Kay Hain Bane Hue
Madhu Ghoot Phoota Hi Kartay Hain
Laghu Jeevan Lekar Aaye Hain
Pyale Toota Hi Karte Hain
Fir Bhi Madiralaya Kay Andar
Madhu Kay Ghat Hai Madhu Pyale Hain
Jo Madakta Kay Maare Hain
Vey Madhu Loota Hi Kartay Hain
Va Kachcha Peene Wala Hai
Jiski Mamta Ghat Pyalon Par
Jo Sachchey Madhu Sey Jala Hua
Kab Rota Hai Chillata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Friday, 18 November 2011

Fine Line Between Right and Wrong


They knew this story would not have a happy ending, but they were still afraid to let go.
Do you remember the day when we met the first time?
I remember it vividly, I Remember it fondly.

You made an impression which I wont forget.
I do not want to forget.

How I, to and fro between the right and the wrong.
How I resist the temptation to do the thing which is wrong.

A tempest rises in me when I think of you.
A battle already lost I pursue.

I can never forget those dreamy eyes, those luscious lips.
Your silky hair or your undeniable charm.

My battle rages within, I ask myself why you mean so much.
I yet do not know the answer.

I know I can’t have you, I know you will never be mine.
This thought keeps me awake till dawn.
And the love still lives on.


Thursday, 17 November 2011

We Walk Alone


A journey I began alone seems never to end.
I look for you, I try to.

This journey breaks me, hurts me but I have to go on.

I cannot stop to find you, I cannot stop to see you
I will stop when my day comes.

Why is it that I look for you, Why is it that I feel you?

I know I have an endless path to tread, I will tread it alone.

I wish I never waited, never hoped, never wept.

Someday the journey will end, waiting for it and walking again.

Change


I sit alone sometimes. Wondering.......
Is it me or everyone else.

Why do I feel its me vs the world.
What have they done to earn my rebuke.

I wasn't snarky, I wasn't evil.
So what changed.

Will I change back and be good.
I abhor if this is what we call progress.

Everyone is an outsider, everyone an enemy.
It stifles me, makes it hard to breathe.

Wil this change, change.....
I wonder..... I wont surrender.