Let your emotions flow

Times when you sleep open eyed,
falling from this world to the darkness inside,
Times when you just want to scream,
and shout out to the skies,
Restless to find all the answers that's bugging you inside,

This world is a nasty place,
they ask you to smile
because nobody like teary eyes,
your shaky trembling hands will be misjudged for your confidence
your scared strained voice will be misread for your grit
So cry all you want but don’t you quit.

Let your sadness choke your lungs,
and make you numb to feel the rise and fall in your chest,

Let your fears cripple you and left you unawaken
and make your world so dark
that no dawn can break,

Let the emptiness fill your void,
and leave you in the chaos where everything gets destroyed

But don’t you stop, just let it flow
Let it hurt
Let it burn
Let it consume you,
B’coz the ashes that will be left in the end, will be the real you !!

It's not about what you get, it's about how you feel about it.

As the Socrates said in Peaceful warrior, “Suffering is inevitable, if you don’t get what you want you will suffer, if you get what you don’t want you will suffer and even if you get what you don’t want you will still suffer because you can’t hold on to it forever”. So don’t waste time in sorting out life rather live the life as it comes. Don’t fall into the trap of “If only I had this, I would be this, If only this, If only that, if only…..I would get happy” It's not about what you get, it's about how you feel about it. Try to fully engage in the moment, don’t waste time gloating in the past or worrying about insecurities of future, instead “Experience the moment”. The secret of life is to enjoy the moment, “Here and Now period”.

Life is no race, no one is loosing and no one is winning. Success matters only when you are able to enjoy it, otherwise its just a number and no one is keeping the score. So don’t pin your success on outcomes. Love what you do and do what you love. Remove the trash from your mind, clear off your mind from everything that you don’t need or you don’t love. Make peace with yourself and accept yourself and every situation as-is. Don’t be envious of others success or try to imitate them in your life. Instead, find your own goals. Everyone wants to tell you whats good for you and what you should do, they don’t want you to find your own answers rather believe in what they say. Don’t listen to them. All your answers are within you. Listen to it!!

Don’t try to go somewhere, rather be at the moment. Now, this Time !! At the end the only thing that matters is not what you did, but how well you did it and did you love what you did.

"कदम डगमगा जाए तो गिरने न देना,
रास्ते भटक जाए तो मंज़िल दिखा देना
इस भीड़ में , इस भीड़ में। ......."
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pain, loss, tears, bloodshed
Aren’t u afraid? Life asked
Death smiled.

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Among  high-quality pictures in her album,
lied one shabby blurred picture
For her, it's the best “Me and my Mom”

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life slapped her in the face,
harder she said
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mascara checked,
eye shadow checked,
foundation checked,
once again she has put on her mask to hide the scars
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he kissed on her forehead,
love you dad, she replied
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loud music,
dance floors,
late night parties,
nothing helped her forget her pain
her father’s smile did
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less salt, half cooked vegetables and over baked chappatis
it's delicious, she replied to her dad
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in the world where everybody leaves,
I will always be there for you,
replied the brightest star
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"I was right", said the mind mockingly to heart
Once again heart has no answer!

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बीता हुआ कल

बीता हुआ कल है एक ख्वाब सा,
क्यों है दिल मेरा कुछ बेताब सा

कल तक जो ख्वाबों के बाग थे ,
सुलझे हुये सारे हर जवाब थे ॥
यादों के रंगों में कहीं खो गए ,
जागी हूँ मैं पर क्यों ये सो गए ॥

क्या कहूँ क्यों ये दिल उदास है,
ना कोई दूर है न कोई पास है ॥
धुंधले से सारे सपने मेरे ,
लहरों में कहीं खो गए ......

 तेरी कहानी, तेरी ज़ुनाबी !! 

 

माना कि राहोँ में काँटें हैं तेरे ,

पर तूने रूकना सीखा ना कभी । 

माना कि सवेरे धुँधले हैं तेरे ,

पर तूने थमना सीखा ना कभी ॥ 
 

                               आसान राहें चुनी कब हैं तूने,

                                ये ज़िद्दी सवेरे तेरे । 

                                खुद से किये वादों के, वो ढृढ़ इरादों के,

                                दिल में बसेरे तेरे ॥ 

जो  बातें तेरी कह ना पाई ज़ुबाँ कभी,

वो आँखें तेरी कर देंगी बयान । 

जो गम हंसी में छुपा लिए हैं तूने कहीं ,

वो तेरी खामोशियों में गूँजेंगे सदा ॥ 

                                 रोके ना रुकेगा कभी तू,

                                 रख खुद पे यक़ीन तू इतना । 

                                 तेरी कहानी, तेरी ज़ुबानी,

                                 इक दिन सुनेगा ये सारा जहाँ ॥  

सुलझी हुई जुल्झी सी ज़िन्दगी.....

सुलझे धागों में उलझी सी ज़िन्दगी

कभी गिरती कभी संभालती |

थोड़ा सा बेकाबू दिल

कभी समदिल कभी बुज़दिल

        झुकाने से भी झुकता नही

        गिराने से भी गिरता नही

        उम्मीदों से है ये भरा हुआ

        फिर क्यों है ये खुद से डरा हुआ

नई नई सज़ाएं क्यों है ये खुद को देता

ज़िद है जब हँसने की तो फिर क्यों है ये रोता

रुकना थामना है इसने न कभी सीखा 

फिर क्यों ये आगे बढ़ने से डरता

       ज़िद है की अँधेरे को चीर कर फिर वापस रौशनी लाएंगे

       खो गयी है जो हँसी उसे फिर जगाएंगे

       फिर क्यों ये गम से ज्यादा ख़ुशियों से डरता

       अँधेरे घर में क्यों ये चिराग जलाने से डरता

Why the caged bird sings !!

It was a beautiful day. The sun had completed its tour for the day and moon has begun replacing it. It was a cool windy evening. The swaying of trees and rustling of leaves could be heard but not be seen as darkness has started replacing light and blurring the whole view. Whole area was incensed with aroma of flowers who seems to whisper like a street full of people saying ssshhhhhh together. The whole atmosphere is filled with birds chirping, as they have done their duty and has started returning home.
Among all this, there was a bird named tiya, flying with her compeers. They were all tweeting, twittering, whistling, singing in chorus their treasured dawn song. They were about to reach their colony when suddenly they heard some thunderous sounds. It was coming from bushes. Then they saw a man with a gun and net traps. Seeing this they all got panicked and horrified and started rushing here and there. In all this hustle Tiya got lost and started crying and screaming for help. Fear has blurred her vision and she dashed herself to a tree and fell down. The man took her and put her in cage inside car and left. She started screaming louder but there was no one to hear or understand her. She kept yelling and screeching with helplessness as she is witnessing her home going away from her.

Days have passed inside cage. She is missing badly, her home, her friends, her family. She spends whole day thinking and dreaming, what all she will do when she will meet them. She gets terrified by mere thinking that she will die without seeing her loved once again in her life. She is yearning to go home, to hear her mother’s voice one last time, to sleep on her lap and hug her tightly that will take away all her fears and make her feel safe and comfortable. Hoping to see her dad again, so that she can grasp his arm and kiss on his forehead. Missing all those happy moments that she had with her friends. It all looks like a yesterday’s thing, when they all were around, laughing on stupid nonsense things for hours, giggling, chattering, flying freely as wind till the sun shines, and then returning back home in evening.

Her world comes shattering down with every day. At times she wonder why no one has come for help. Has everyone really forgotten her? Is she no more a part of their life? Where are all those who promised to keep her safe and be there all through her life. Sometimes out of distress she blames herself thinking it was all her fault. She starts imagining what all she would have done in that situation. It would have never happened if she would have stayed stronger. May be it’s all her fault and she has earned this fate for herself. Now its an everyday story, get up, fight to break bars of prison and then again get back to sleep with disappointment. She has started feeling herself as a lost cause. Slowly she has stopped fighting, her tears has began drying up. She has given up all her hopes. Sometimes she thought of putting an end to all this by killing herself, thinking that may be that’s the best way to end all her pain and sufferings. But then the slightest hope of seeing loved once again, stops her every time from doing this. She starts remembering what all her mother taught, be strong and hang on.

At times she wonders why is she feeling so miserable. She has to believe that if she has survived this one she will survive anything that will come on her way.She has stood strong for so long then why is she giving up now. Her greatest fears have already been realized, and now she has nothing to loose. Then what it is that’s holding her back. May be its not the physical cage but the imaginary prison that is breaking her down. Its not the darkness outside but the darkness inside that is making her irresolute and weak. Its not her present condition that is frightening her but her thoughts and insecurities about future that is crippling her. Its the worries of future and not the present problems that is holding her back.

She has started realizing that its no more a fight to break the prison. Instead, it has turned a fight with herself. Her own thoughts are her biggest enemies. They are the ones that has power to stops her. She has decided that she should not let darkness fades her belief. The sun will shine again. She will again glide like a free bird. She will hang on and never give up. Her journey will go on till she makes it. She has understood that if you “really” wants to fly then you have to give up things that weigh you down.

Now, everyday sunrise brings new hope to her and with ever sunset she thinks of better tomorrow. She has found an island of ease in her troubled, messed up life. She may not be able to break the materialistic prison but she has set herself free from her own prison. By losing everything she has discovered herself. She has found her voice inside closed bars and is no longer afraid to use it. She might get older and life may fades, but will never loose her determination and desire to survive.

She will keep singing, keep shouting, keep fighting with the hope that one day she will be set free :)