Mislead darkness

June 26, 2012 § Leave a comment

Small town girl in a big big world

So much of freedom to earn

Out of boarding and into the artificial wild

It was too much to handle for the “poor soul”

Late night parties with Glitter and Glam

Trying to build a slam

Dizzy, hazy, too foggy became the view

And soon she lost sight of the truth.

The right things became useless

The wrong, the right.

She went along the unsaid,

Lost the friends along the freight.

Her path became rough

And she never got to be tough

Her innocence went missing

Between all the caressing

She lacked all sense.

She was yet to know worldly views

Broken, fainted, she had no clue

Of what she had left behind

Her precious stones of blue,

So simple and true,

The serenity of the peace,

The value of being unused.

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Chaos of Reclusive phase

April 6, 2012 § Leave a comment

Restlessness and uneasyness. An urge to break through. Fly . Fly far away.

A falling stone. A moving petal. The blooming surface.

A beautiful face. Breath taking sunrise. The forgotten days.

Memorable photographs. The empty lane.

A thousand facebook friends. A million plans. Infinite dreams.

Morality. A forgotten reality.

Vacant. But not lonely, not taken.

Angels

March 14, 2012 § 1 Comment

I was tired of trying to fit in.. of finding more new friends. Tired of exploring. Have given up to an extent.

You bring me back to my real self. To the pure me without any griefs and regrets.

I’m tired of the journeys, I had made to unknown streets..

You brought me back home, on my own two feet.

Gave me love and care and that innocent stare. Reminded me that the world is not that unfair. We just gotta be happy with our own share.

I feel a sense of security with you. You give me strength to live it through.

I wonder what i would do without you.

Just don’t let that day ever come true.

The search within

November 10, 2011 § 1 Comment

A light is born.
The candle ignites.
A smile spreads.
The moon glows.
The baby chuckles.

Friends meet.
Family nurtures.
Love is born.

The light struggles.
The candle flickers.
The clouds come.
It rains tears.
Heart breaks.
Feelings hurt.

Courage is persistent.
An inspiration triggers it.
A breathtaking scene.
Awestruck witnesses.
An angle is discovered.
Midst all the ruffle.
Success is painted..

( When we were little children, everyone used to keep asking us this one question all the time. “Beta, what do you wish to become once you grow up?” and innocent as we were back then from all the intricacies of its answer, we always had a sweet and simple answer ready. But then as keep growing older, our answer gets molded according to the ‘realities’ of the world around us.

Do we actually discover ourselves? Do we manage to adhere to our ‘inner calling’ as they call it? I have heard that people often have their self discovery at a very latter stage in their lives. Sometimes at times when either life could’nt have been perfect for them or worse phrase of their existence. Suddenly that one moment is there when you know exactly what you gotta do with yourself. But when that moment delays, it comes at a time when its too late to look back, to amend.

So, with many of us, this eureka moment fails to take place when we need it the most. When the so called turning point comes in our life,  we are just clueless about what to do. The junction where our one decision is going to dictate the rest of your life, seems to be the ‘be all and the end all’.

This is exactly what I, and am sure many of my counterparts,were experiencing when the terror of college admissions was on our muddled heads. Some get it easy and some, through the hard way. But we have to admit that we are lucky enough to find ourselves at least somewhere by the end of it. But should the misery end here? Or does it? Is getting a decent college admission, or job our ultimate motive?

If Steve Jobs, Shakespeare, Ambani, wouldn’t have faced difficulty finishing their formal education, I wonder how things would be today?  All our lives the search should be on and that is what helps us grow. We learn through the mistakes. The tough times make our success. Whether you like it or not. The fact is that perfection is boring. We need challenges to keep us going. If everything carries on happily ever after, then there will be no space for anything better. You gotta push yourself out of your comfort pack once in a while, only to get a better package altogether! Life is good, but it can always be better!!

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