Soul seeker

March 6, 2014 § 1 Comment

No one saw him the way I did. No one tried to look into his soul and read his eyes.

His eyes were like that endless ocean. Stormy and calm at the same time.

His mind was the most beautiful creation of lord. It was of a special kind.

Like a factory which is always producing new things.

Like a sponge ready to be squeezed.

He had a desire to learn new things. Often experimenting with his dreams.

 

Now you can call this man shallow and accuse him of countless inhuman atrocities because a beautiful mind requires a strong heart. 

A heart so toughened with the mind’s realities.

But it was his soul I seek. The soul being the true being. Body was just a cloth to get dirty. Often washed by spirituality.

It was only his soul that no one but I desired because it was his soul that lite the fire within me.

 

So get me not that heart that has been broken many a times.

Instead treat me to an opening of his mind.

A simple man gone astray

February 11, 2014 § Leave a comment

That lone man stands alone in the middle of all that nature. He looks at the mountain, the sheeps, the cows. He looks at the train passing by. He wonders what might befall,

If he ever chooses to just live by. If he too decides on a holiday, decides to go off to a far away land. Where he can toil in the rickshaw, and gaze at the seas, sell vegetables and live without a relief.

Imagine the loss if this care taker of these endless stretches of land, abandons all of god’s wealth and goes in the search of his mansion planned!

Dreaming away his city dreams, someone warn him it will be toxic all that he breathes.

A seed of desire if what kills a man, someone tell him that he already owns god’s land.

Wait

June 9, 2012 § Leave a comment

I find myself standing at the same junction where I was yesterday

Walking a hundred miles, just to see your face.

Days, months, years n places

I still wait

Wait for my escape.

Each second is like a long trial

Mouth parched n sore soles

I wait in desire

For you to come

For you see

How much I have been waiting for thee

There is tingle in my heart

How will you be

After all the past

When we will finally meet..

Adrenaline rush

December 10, 2011 § 1 Comment

Remember the thrill you got when you rode that huge ride in the amusement park, or the kicks that you got when you sneaked out of your house for the first time. The joy of partying till the sunrises or the randomness of traveling to the other corner of the city just to make your day different!!

There is certain sense of excitement in breaking the rules. A satisfaction. A pleasure derived from the daily stuff. When you run behind a train to catch one and you succeed! The overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
A greed to try new things. To experience the different. All of us desire it. The feeling that we cross those boundaries made at us.
Everything becomes like a wall that can be broken and guess what, the after effects are best part of the whole deal.
But if we really sit and obsess about the whole deal , it can turn maddening. Of course extreme of anything is disastrous and that is not what I am trying to express here.

All am trying to say is that you are the owner of your life. Stop cribbing about every single obstacle that comes your way. Stop winning about how boring your life is. Stop blaming someone else for your monotonous laziness.
Every day can be a new adventure if wanted. But you gotta break through for that and rules and meant to be broken. Right 😉

Find something new to do today.  Make your own life interesting and exciting, otherwise where’s the fun in being good?? Time once gone, never returns. Everyday can be made worth living, if tried. Am sure you don’t want to look back and regret about all the things you missed out on!

So get up from that addictive bed, think beyond facebook  and do something that you have been thinking of doing since forever now!! Let me also know if anything was hammered by you for a change! 🙂 Ill be waiting for some responses!

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