Is there something I missed?

It's always easier said than done when we give our comments..show our detest towards something..or raise our concerns to correct/modify etc to something..sadly..it is rare that we actually stop thinking or talking and do something about it! Sadly though our underestimation of words often begins from here. Had those words never come up, the action would not fall into line. if they do, the support obtained is not enough. everything sadly needs to be SYSTEMATIZED!

But once the final plunge is taken..more than often..it feels quite nice..a relief and always a wonder..Why didn't i just do it before! The words count..but the actions always matter more!

I'm glad for this action of finally getting round to raising questions..bringing more like minded people together..appreciating what's good and realizing what could be good!

It happens with me particularly way too often regarding many things..i wait and ponder as if sitting in anticipation for a miracle to unfold only to later realize..that a miracle if any needs to be channelized through me and no other!

We all await our miracles, our NEW BEGINNINGS..pondering what can be done how it should happen, when it would happen and at most times, we find ourselves cornered by more questions than answers..

i realize sometimes that if not for those questions that corner me..my work wouldn't quite be how it should be..or maybe a little less!! only making me thank the question for making its dramatic appearance in the first place!

Vicious circles of lie seem to never ending..we pray we hope and we do things hoping that something would come up and prevent smiles turned upside down..if if it were in our hands..we'd always prefer to have them just the way they're supposed to be! BIG and as wide as the perimeter of a D!

to this I raise a toast..To more questions that corner us, to more thoughts that eat up on our sleep, to more words that we spill out, be it in any form or shape..Today we pledge to take that plunge!

"Imperfection is beauty

madness is genius

&its better to be absolutely ridiculous

than absolutely boring"

              - Marilyn Monroe

Join me..will you???

A toast to Music!

If it weren’t for music I wudnt survive

If weren’t for music wat wud become of my life

How wud I express my anger and my pain

How wud I tap my foot whilst dancing in the rain

How wud I let the whole world just be..

And come at peace with me within me

how wud I ever bounce back in life

with words ringing in my head and gearing up for a tough fight

if weren’t for music..where wud I drench my fears

its not just therapy, its religion its prime

its that we all call above, beyond and divine

its my drug, it wat gets me by

no matter wat the situation,

I know it’ll have a remedy and gimme the wings I need to fly

All Hail the Lord, another God another day

I have no clue what dancing does to me..it makes me feel like I’m in love..

I have no understanding of what love really is..whether it’s a myth or reality..

But it appears to be a nice thing from what I hear..

People in love look radiant..they glow..and their smile just says it all..

And that’s what dancing does to me..and thus its more than religion, more than any higher power to me…

And sadly I often feel like people do not understand this love..

Many might think its only a joke or a toy to play around with..that is the reason perhaps..when I talk about dancing, I aint taken seriously..

Secret affairs never help anyone..

Maybe that’s why..its important to express yourself…get out in the open and have the guts to shout out to the world that yes..I’m in love!!!

That’s what I feel for dancing..and if this affair is meant to last..then here’s your test honey..

Its important to feel loved! And if I truly and genuinely love you..I see no reason why I don’t deserve the same back..

Find a voice..make yourself heard..cuz I can bloody hell yell out and confess my love to the world..but its for you to prove if you want me too..if you do..you’ll fight and get me to you and ensure that we stick together forever..an epic love story!

Make me believe in BELIEVING again..! i want to..I just don't find the reasons!

Loving you however, is beyond reason!

Illusions

Yesterday was a day gone by..

Today is a new day..

I'm not so much a new person from yesterday..

Nothing has quite changed overnight..

I still feel pity for myself and crave to do what my heart really desires..

But i wonder where all these words find their roots..

WISH, DREAMS, HOPE, DESIRE, AMBITION, PASSION, LOVE, SOUL!

Were these created for a reason or for mere romantic use of the language...

But then how is it that these words exist just about everywhere..??

There must be a reason then after all...

And in the midst of this ruckus..there is also another word FULFILLMENT

How is one to attain that fulfillment if the wishes are not turned to reality, if dreams are not witnessed by naked eyes..

If hopes and desires remain as themselves..if passion is never materialized for what it really is! or if love is always just something to make u realize about your incompleteness?

With all this there is another word..this one is latin..CARPE DIEM..

It means to seize the day...

And everytime i think this is it..no tomorrow no day after ..today is al I have..

There's some greater love, some responsibility..

Something tying you down, keeping you from doing what you intend to do..

Is that a sign?..am I not meant to do it..am I not supposed to follow my heart then?

I want to be selfish, but there's always something greater to look into...

Who looks into me then?

I feel like a blur..a state of non existence..an illusion a channel..

and thats merely my identity...so to say..my astitva

Life as we know it

I've lost track of moments that are happy or those that are sad. Little joys bring immense happiness, extreme pain instead of bring grave sadness now brings extreme anger, annoying instances make you laugh so hard that your gut hurts and repeated actions that irritate, whether big or small is what brings sadness! Most importantly, tears have been redefined!! Extreme anger, fatigue, hopelessness, moments when dead silence is not bring peace, it brings despair, its these moments that get the tears rolling and induce sleep. Sleep is the only remedy! The magic potion for all problems..sleep and your worries shall vanish!

The worst happens and yet we manage to smile, still cherishing the little joys. Have things stopped to matter? Death has become routine. I don't deny it still scares or upsets me. Ill health does the same, especially that of others..loved ones definitely top the list, but why is it that any and all matter. Is it just behaviour in shock? Disbelief? Or we pretend that everything is ok? 

The questions are too many, the answers unknown, too few and uncertain. I definitely wonder sometimes, but mostly have stopped trying to answer. Let things be, laugh or cry when you feel like. Become a distorted machine, a badly composed feat of childish engineering or maybe worse that falters often! Maybe, I already have become one!

Am I becoming predictable? Is it just me? Or is it just the bloody age dawning!!

Complexities of life!

Truly revised...Again!!

Why is it that nights make us think so much? Maybe its sleeplessness, or the peace that the dead silence of night brings upon us? Or is it the cool breeze and dim lightnting, the cool and calmness that the night that erodes the noise and rush of the day? Or is it simply the dreams that our sleep induces?

It's a matter of perception. For sure, Yes. Its that indeciveness of the next morning that makes you forget looking at the clock and also forget about the alarm that is going to ping us with the onset of a new day and its challenges?

Life brings forth its varius colours and hues, the brightest at these odd hours perhaps, which the harshness of day make it difficult to appreciate. The hours of dawn dusk and the in between, when daily work and routine and responsibilities are burdeing you down. Its that time of great insight and  positivity, which makes us happy and think good thoughts and dream more for more happier moments. It's not like the happy thoughts and wishlists dont exist during the day. But the day time usually becomes a crib fest, where you only think of escaping whatever is happening to you, be it you job, relationships, finances, etc etc. And No! It doesn't apply to only moody people highly influenced by erratic hormonal activity. Its simply the mundane and repetitive nature of the tasks done during the day that make the nights appear more exciting.

Coming from a person who can barely evade sleep at night like many other people who are literally dog tired from the day, appreciating the blissful effects of the night might seem not only highly unexpected but also vague and alarming. Maybe its just a way to figure out and reattempt at finding our true self.  It's that eye opener that is attention seeking and thought provoking and brings back that will do can do attitude back on track even if it momentary. But there is always a promise of return of that time; of that thought, of that peace and calm which makes even 'once in a while' thoughts worth the thought.

Dream on then shall we??

PS- Dreaming with eyes wide open, barely open or whilst sleeping are all permitted!