Friday, June 19, 2015

You Were A Lie And I Was A Victim While Love Was My Crime And Dreams Were My Cage...

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Life Is Not A Fairytale...

Lfe is not a fairy tale. We can’t go on for college for our whole life time… And movies they deceive us a lot.  I don’t mean that happiness is not easy to attain as in movies, but what I mean is that happiness won’t be consistent. Most of the movies end with a happy ending, but in life when one happy ending happens; there is another melodrama which is soon going to unfold from that ending. We were born with some advantages and some disadvantages I agree, some are beautiful and some are intelligent. But in the end what matters is not what you got when you were born but what you made in the end. If you count on your worries and depressions, I am sure your life will give you bunch, which will be more than enough to make you dumped in your own bed room and never get away from it.  Rather wake up, remember there is something you always wanted to do, maybe if you’re, then why don’t you realize it is the right time. Against the storm and against the drought, let the crop give its first leaf, then I am sure that will grow up as a major tree to everyone’s admiration even when the own Earth does cease its existence. Don’t put your life as an unbearable baggage you can’t lift and wait for someone to help you. We all got the same lives, the same blank paper in our hands, few trashed it, few scribbled something, few made paper boats, few painted in it, few wrote their poems in it, but none returned the paper as the way as it was given, at last we all did something. Perhaps, what make certain people to outstand are the masterpieces they left in those blank sheets of paper.  Leave it, leave about achieving things in life, if you are happy and made people around you happy then what’s left to be achieved more.  Your life will not be giving space for you to remain dedicated or practice arts, or your sports within you, but I am sure you would be having enough time and enough space to make people around you to feel something good. You could assure safety to people who feel they are caught up in a danger; you could help them to discover themselves as new when they are totally lost. Once again movies deceive you.  In real lives, there are no heroes and there are no villains, everyone is a mediocre human.  Some prays to God to help them and every living creature in this world, some ridicules him and feels himself courageous when compared to that man who prays to God in the fear of his existence.  You got the right to hate people or love people.  And let me ask you one last thing, why do you need these stupid advices or motivations from someone, when you have a miraculous teacher called life in your hands… 

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My Mom And I

I remember my childhood... My mom and I used to walk in the streets. I would keep on asking for colour pencils and keep on saying stories and walking away from her right side and into that busy road, where automobiles raced each other in top speed... She would hold me by my hands and drag me to her left side as she was afraid of me being hit by the vehicles.  Years have passed and I was with her for buying the colourful saris in my first salary... She has become so naughty that she says stories about the first sari, which my papa has bought for her, and she leaves my hand and walks towards the vehicles to my right side. All I have to do is to drag her to my left and walk with with her like the way she used to do when I was a child. 

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I Ignored You Intentionally...

I ignored you intentionally
Because I loved every time you fought to stay with me...
I hurt you knowingly
Because I felt special when I realized you loved me enough to let me hurt you...
I asked you to leave me
Because I always know you would come back soon...
        Like a rubber band I played with our relationship every time because I believed everything would become normal once again.  I didn’t guess that I was stretching so much that our beautiful relationship would be eventually broken in a way it could not be mended.  Sitting alone, looking back and worrying why things ended up this way I realize it is all because of me.  I wounded a heart that possessed unconditional love for me just because of my selfish behaviour.  I behaved rude because I demanded equal love from you.  But love is like a rain it comes naturally and not by demanding or begging for it.  I measured, compared and asked equal share of my love from you.  By doing all these I proved my love was cheap.  I know my hurting words couldn’t be taken back nor those things happened would be changed again.  Perhaps I wish you could understand that I did all these just because I loved you and wanted to be loved by you. If possible forgive me and come back to me because you know well that I got none to love like the way I love you…

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My Script!

Yes, it still remained as an unacceptable thing that she had gone…
Sometimes committing suicide seemed to be the better option.  I thought about it many times, and I decided to wait for her, untill she marries him.  Keeping this thought in my mind, the days went okay.  I decided I should live without any worries or better end my life.  Few weeks passed by, I understood that those who think to commit suicide always thinks and never commits.
I pretended to my parents that everything was ok, but my heart was always in the abyss in the depression of unrequited love.
A year passed by, her marriage day came. I went to her marriage.  I saw her face after 8 years, since the day I last saw her during my 12th results.  I made sure that she did not see me.  I bestowed the flowers and my wishes to her.

Then I hurried to the dinner, I was so sad that the menu didn’t contain ‘Biriyani’ which is my favourite food.  


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