Conquest of a Mind

Some of the things in life happen to you when you either don’t think about it or when you stand across the sea shore thinking of it.

With the only five rupee coin left in my pocket I thought I would buy a cigarette & figure out my life.

It was then when I saw a group of saffron cannibals marching with rage, and all I could see in their eyes was an aimless protest.

What could I do? What was I doing till then? What was my aim in life? Was I any different from them in my head? Where am I raging with my life?

How long can I hold myself together? When should I break free? When cam I stop talking? When will someone listen to me?

So I stand by the entrance of the cigarette shop watching these pass by. And when I turned back towards the shop to buy my brand of cigarette, to my disbelief the shopkeeper had already shut the shop in fear.

I pleaded him to give me just one cigarette as I knew I had got a point to think about my life.

But nevertheless I just could not manage to get one.

So as I just walk past the road to take a long walk at the sea shore, an old man walked towards me asking me for five bucks, I was amazed at the exact denomination he knew I had.

I gave him the last five rupee coin I had and had nice long walk enjoying the cool breeze at the shore, missing my cigarette I kept gazing around.

On my way back from the road I saw the same old man smoking the same brand of cigarette I wanted to smoke and presumably with the money I gave him.

I stopped right in front of him to get his attention, but never showed one bit of hesitation to ignore me.

I just had to walk away without the fact of knowing what a lesson I had learnt (until now), as the old man was smoking his way to glory.

Some of the things in life happen to you when you either don’t think about it or when you stand across the sea shore thinking of it….

To Be or Not To Be

To be or not to be.
To say or not to say.
To Trust or to Trust.
To Cry or no to Cry.
To Smile or not to Smile.
To Love or not to Love.
To Think or not to Think.
To Remember or not to Remember.
To Dance or not to Dance.
To be Happy or not to be.
To feel Bad or not to feel Bad.
To Search or not to Search.
To Pretend or no to Pretend.
To Glorify or not to Glorify.
To Confess or not to Confess.
To redeem or not to Redeem.
To feel Blessed or not to feel Cursed.
To Empathyz or not to.

Is In your Hands or was it Really…….

Swathe

Civilization & Mobilization both have helped mankind reach the far extremes in life

Civilization helped people come closer to each other,

Mobilization helped them take relationships a long way.

But however…..

Civilians had the courtesy to personalize the communication in person,

But Mobiles made it look dirtier with SMS’s & Calls.

Civilians had the respect to look in the eye and confess or confront,

But mobiles have diminished the respect by using the same to refuse or to retaliate.

Civilians had the value for friendship & love to actually bid farewell if they apart,

But looks like mobiles have spared them from the punishment of having to even look each others face.

Veracity

Standing across the street, Earphones plugged into your ears,

Glaring at the blue sky, waiting for the bus to arrive.

The words you say, the things you do, the things you say,

The facts you know and words you NO are the things you don’t.

Sitting across the cozy room, listening to your favorite tune,

Looking at the moon from the window, while you hear the trains passing below.

What you took was a wise decision, what you thought was with honest conviction,

What makes you stand apart from the crowd, Is how you made your mother proud.

You join your hands every sixth day, you have headache every time you pick a book,

You look at the sky there is solar eclipse, that’s coz your half moon head meets the sun.

Jack & Jill went up the hill, to fetch a well of water,

Jack fell down; Jill started laughing and spills the water.

CA (n I) S (a) Y No (to) ROYAL

J Unpredictable to his own self,

V vulnerable, smiling.

J Knows he’s restless, impatient,

V knows she’s always confused but prefers to mask it with intelligence.

J meets V knowing what will happen,

V meets J knowing what had happened.

J knows to win with his arrogance,

V knows to ditch the winner with her innocence.

J can sense there’s something he’ll never be able to find out about V,

V can sense there’s something she’ll never be able to tell J.

J will never know V had a stupid past,

V will never know the difference between past and the future.

J is rubbished away by V,

But V understands her eyes can’t lie to J.

J smells the trouble that V has got in,

And V smells that J’s got his balls in trouble.

J caresses V’s hands off blood and fear,

V buried her face in J’s shoulder.

J was waiting in a table to meet the most beautiful girl he’s ever met,

V comes to meet him with her extraordinary charming smile.

That very first day met, they knew there was this spark between them,

That was the Day when they first introduced themselves as James Bond and Vesper Lynd.

Is it true?

Is it true that you can see your whole life passing in front of your eyes like a video, just before you die?
Is it true that you were embarrassed to even look at me, when I shivered my way through a speech?
Is it true that I could feel your breadth on my fingers, when I spread opened the tabloid on a central?
Is it true that you’ve been regretting me as a mistake?
Is it true that you embraced me in the middle of the blues?
Is it true that you tried to shield me with your embraces in the middle of a moving chaotic lifeline?
Is it true that you followed my hands dodging the chaos, which was eventually a reason for me to hold the most beautiful hands ever?
Is it true that you believed that I caged the closed ones from you? Is that the level you feel I would stoop?
Is it true that we could never take eyes off each other even during normal circumstances?
Is it true that we end up being too comfortable with each other that you start ignoring me?
Is it true that every perfect imperfection of yours made me addicted to you?
Is it true that you called out for me through your messenger, while you lay in the chariot?
Is it true that we waved our hands to the warm wind in the cave on the move?
Is it true that we witnessed the most spectacular view of the moon and its reflection on the river flowing below the bridge?
Is it true that you just forgot the ‘GOODDAY’ at the end of the day and I had no choice left but to take it as a ‘GOODBYE’?
Is it true that after knowing all this that you unidentified, alienated and disassociated yourself reasoning practicality?

R.I.P

R.I.P

This is the day, when I rest my conscience on the coffin,

This is the day, when I loved the sun and rain together,

This is the day, when I felt I could swim across the sea without knowing what I left behind or what awaits ahead,

This is the day, when I wish I could fly without wings, so that I can reach the sky and then freefall,

This is the day, when I feel like smoking, while a river flows in my view,

This is the day, when I close my eyes with both hands, but fall short by two to close my ears,

This is the day, when I ran to catch a train, but when I almost caught the speeding train I gave up and realized I could run all the way to my destination,

This is the day, when I hear the raindrops at the window, starring at the city which never sleeps,

This is the day, when I could not listen what I was talking, couldn’t see what I was writing,

This is the day, when I, lost my patience to a person who was equally empty in mind,

This is the day, when I was hiding in a hospital with some friends’, a book, an iPod and the immortal thoughts and speeches of our spotless mind,

This is the day, when I when I see history repeat itself word by word, inch by inch and I still remain useless and blank,

This is the day, when I try to forget her, but the freaking idea of forgetting her reminds me of her,

This is the day, when I feel like talking to her, but then the idea of having tried to forget her, reminds of her again,

This is the day, when I wished I could scream at her, but then I realize that mirror only reflects image and not the sound, Mirrors Are Dumb!

This is the day, when I wished to drink till glory, but then I think if I can’t remember what happened when I was drunk, what’s the point,

This is the day, when I prayed to make this world a better place to survive and make people less mechanical,

This is the day, when I wake up one fine day without knowing if it’s a Sunday or a Monday, it didn’t matter though,

This is the day, when I smell good food but then my hands are tied up and I go blind, Damn it! I again reminded myself of her,

This is the day, when I felt like exploding but I find my mind going blank and I am clueless and keep asking myself was it for real?,

This is the day, when I lost my identity and felt nothing about it as I am still sleeping,

This is the day, when I got something which I never deserved, but it did matter to the loved ones around me, so I keep living this pretending life, until now

This is the day, when I saw the handcuffs break, my wings flaring and I keep smiling with a bleeding heart,

This is the day, when I forgive and forget, but I don’t forgive myself for not being able to forget,

This is the day, when I wonder what to do in a graveyard, as my conscience rests on the coffin,

This is the day, when I try to runaway from myself, leaving the REST IN PIECES!!

Paradise Now

Flow riverrrrr flowww!!!

Sunshine on the flowing river, Smoking Cigarette when you shiver,

Yawning at the face of Dawn, Watching river flowing down,

Think about the women divine, Feel her warmth from the sunshine,

Her hands should I say has and had the magic touch,
Every time I held them she made me feel like the flowing river,

One Loved me and the other I Loved,
One left me and the other I Left,

And I continue my conversation with the flowing river,
Waiting to be invited to get flowed in the River,

Flow riverrrrr flowww!!!

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