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Soмєtιмєs lιƒє gєts so quιсk thαt you hαяdly яєαlιzє thαt you hαvє ьєєи thяough ιt , thαt you'vє lιvєd єαсh мoмєиt oƒ ιt whιlє ιt wαs αиd thαt єαсh мoмєиt you lιvєd wαs єиough ƒoя youя lιƒєtιмє, thαt you иєєd иothιиg мoяє, Thαt you αяє сoмρlєtє wιthιи ιt, αиd thαt you stιll lιvє thosє мoмєиts єvєяy tιмє you thιиk oƒ thєм.

ьut thє ƒєαя oƒ losιиg thєм ιs so gяєαt thαt thєy sєєм to sмαll, too ƒяαgιlє αиd too lιttlє ƒoя you to сhєяιsh thє мємoяιєs. ιt sєємs thαt tιмє ƒlєw out oƒ сoиtяol αиd thє αgєs got sмαllєя thαt єvєи sєсoиds.

Thє ƒєαя gєts ovєя you αиd мαkєs you яєαlιzє thαt ιt ιs ovєя. ƒoяєvєя.

αиd thєи you wαиt to яuи ьαсk ιи tιмє to lιvє thosє ρяєсιous tιмєs αgαιи αиd αgαιи hαяdly яєαlιzιиg thαt thє quєst ƒoя sαtιsƒαсtιoи ιs єиdlєss αиd thαt єαсh мoмєиt thαt ραssєd ιs иow α мємoяy to сhєяιsh, to lєαяи ƒяoм, αиd thαt ιt wιll иєvєя ьє ьαсk.
So lιvє єαсh мoмєиt to thє ƒullєst whιlє ιt ιs, ƒoя αяє иot α ƒєw мoмєиts so ρяєсιous thαt lιƒє sєємs мєαиιиglєss wιthout thєм...

Desire...

Desire makes, creates, nurtures and destroys.
Desire is the energy, desire is the power.
Lest the urge prevails, nothing is possible.
Desire is that single factor that determines your path, goal and result.
It is the desire to achieve that determines the destiny.
It is desire that brings in war and it is desire that enforces peace.
It is desire that kills and desire that lives...
And lives in all of us in a form or the other
To make us realize that our existence is purposeful.

Desire is natural.
The day you stop is the day you die.
Fulfill your desires for your good,
For the good of others
And above all for the good of the divine system that creates us
So that we can have DESIRES...

Death

Death.
Will it do any good?
Will it end the sorrow?
Will it engulf the grief?
Will it bring me peace?
Will it return me love?
Will it make people happy?
Will it nullify my wrong?
Will it annhilate my grief?
Will it glorify my life, my right?
Death. Does it bring any good?
Does it impart any glory?
Death. What does it do?
Why should I be in such a hurry?
Why not live the life?
Why not enjoy the world?
Why not strive for peace, for love?
Why not correct my wrong?
Why not do more right?
Why not live and live
Till I have this wonderful gift of life...

Destined To...

Some things are best left to destiny.
Things you can not help.
Things you know you can not change.
No matter how hard you try.
No matter how long you try.
Choices you can not make.
Times when you have no choices.
Times when the wrong is your only choice.
Situations you can not explain even to you own self.
Times when your head aches with all those mute screams,
From the burden of those unfulfilled dreams.
The pathetic state of mind when you want to act,
Act to save your identity, your life, its very basic meaning.
But you do not know where to begin from...
When you can not find that small leakage
That constantly and continuously defalates your zeal.
Times when you want to run,
Away from everything that requires you to choose.
But your legs refuse to nudge,
As if they were in competition with some old eucalyptus roots for the depth...
Times when you toss the coin high up in the air,
Praying for gravity to become an obscure phenomenon...
Trying to figure out the second side of the mobius strip...
You get tired of scripting it all out...
You fail miseably,
You still do not understand...
Some things are best left to DESTINY...

Testing Times

Time puts everything to test. The scrutiny is impossible to avoid. It puts the best of your relations under scanner until you are convinced that you are are, until the last brick of the wall falls apart making everything vulnerable to even the slightest of the breezes.
No matter how hard you try to overlook the differences. those small misunderstandings, those insignificant moments of doubts, you will fail.Fail miserably.
The snowballing action takes no time to put onto the backseat all your cherished moments.
But why blame anything else?
the biggest culprit is our own mind, the site of doubts, mistrust, logic, calculations and just everything that is needed to stop you from enjoying.
The enemy is within us.
The insecurity it developes is all it takes to ruin everything, Relations, Friendship, Love, Trust, Happiness, Joy...just EVERYTHING THAT MATTERS...

The Way U Want...

In all these years, the most difficult task in life, I have realised is to live your life the way you want to live.

Every day, every hour, every second...every task,every step, every decision requires infinite considerations of what others will perceive, what your loved one will gain...what your enemies will loose.
What if someone does not understands your stand?
What if you could do something else? Something that others would appreciate...
Considerations, alterations and even then justifications. Humanity is impossible to please.
The expectations are like one gigantic black hole, constantly engulfing your universe. Vowing to leave nothing, not even tatters for you to cry upon. Its greed, to say the least is perpetual...

The problem...

Why is it that we always wander into forbidden territories, cross the limits, annhilate the customs?
Why is it that only when we reach the point of no return that we realize our madness? Why is it that we are sorry only when the maximum damage has been done?
Why is it that we cannot observe simple rules?
Why cant we see the signposts along the path, the caution signals?
Why is it that the dreams that matter the most are always larger than life?Impossibe?
Why is it that we overlook the most basic teachings? Are we really that ignorant? Or do we simply choose to ignore?
Or is it because we do not understand? Or simply that we do not want to understand?
Or because our mind has a habit of creating a pseudo-possibility, of seeing a non existent glimmer of light, of hope that the untrodden path that we are exploring will some day lead us to our destiny...
That someday we will succeed, conquer the impossible, scale the infinite...
Why is it that we will never understand...?

Pouring out my mind...

Just got bored of browsing the net...so thought of resuming my writing hobby...dunno how long this time the mood will last but still no harm in starting all over...