A peep within myself

                I have been feeling a lot of things from the past few days.Feelings ranging from loneliness and sadness sometimes to panic at others.Sometimes I felt fully charged up and enthusiastic but moments later I felt homesick,nostalgic or maybe fear gripped.
                I thought as though my life was just running away,running way ahead,beyond my control.It was as if  I have lost the reins of my life,everything was moving so fast pushing me behind ,I competing against time.There was a queer turmoil within my mind.It was as if I intended so much to do,so much to achieve,but time was slipping away from my hands.
                I came across a book named."Life is what you make it" a fiction novel by an Indian author,Preeti Shenoy.I instantly liked the book when I glanced the first page which had a beautiful inspiring poem.I identified with the lead female protagonist of the book who was exactly of my age.I was deeply engrossed in the book and now when I am about to finish the book,I realized a lot of important things.
               Firstly,Life is short and undecided indeed but yes you can steer the life's path according to your own terms and in your direction just by pure determination,faith and self-confidence.Just remember,"You are the captain of your soul and master of your own fate".
               Secondly,appreciate the gift of your precious life and the people associated with you.Don't expect too much from people,they are there to make our lives easier but not to lead our own life.They can help us out but cannot live our life for us.It's we who have to fight back,our own way.Whatever we get from God of from our well wishers,we should learn to accept it graciously without being selfish and wanting more.
                Lastly,live life your own way.Don't let anyone in this world overpower you and make decisions for you.Trust your own instincts and learn from your own mistakes.So think wisely,live it,dream it and love it.

Those were the days.......back then!!

Life was so simple back then.

I hiding behind my mother and she sheilding me from all my fears.

I used to lose my toys and books back then,but now life seems to have lost its track somehow.

All I used to worry about was my torn clothes,sprained ankles and bruised knee,now I worry about my hopes and dreams ,struggling to sustain them.

My world used to revolve around my mother,her glimpse easing and erasing all my pain.But the world has become bigger now and pain even more intense.

My mother wiping off the tears from my rosy little cheeks,bringing back the shine in my eyes and the smile on my face.The lines of anziety and stress now crisscross my forehead,the smile has diminished,the softness of my mother’s hand does not seem to fix things up.

My slow staggering steps,my mother keeping a watchful eye on me,ushering me to move ahead steadily.Her words were so magical back then,they still are but the path has become more difficult and challenging now.

I remember my mother telling me that I’ll be amazed when I’ll grow up.Yes,things amaze me now when I've grown up.

People were not so complex as they are now.

Life was so simple back then.

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods may be
For my unconquered soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody,but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the horror of shade,
And yet menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.

 


(I found these lines written by William Ernest Henley very inspiring and really close to my heart so here it is on my blog.)

The chicken's tale!!

Have you ever seen the plight in my eyes?
The fear of death,I counting my each breath.
Have you ever seen my terrified expression?
The sight of humans disgusts me.
Not that it  really matters to you,but have you  ever seen the way I despise you?
You feed me,raising my hopes about life,
and then one day,you wipe out my existence,it all comes to an end for us by the strike of your brutal knife.
My other counterparts,flap their wings and hop up and down their cage,
but that just the beginning stage.
It comes to all of us,one by one,striking us down,
without any fault and no justice around.
We pray for our lives each time,but still we get punished for some unknown crime.
One day I wish you humans will suffer and endure pain,
because you know its always a reverse chain.
You sow what you reap,its not always a gain,
My prayers will surely be not in vain.

kuch kisse dil ke.....

Kitna khoya,itna soya sa ye lamha aaj kyoon hai?
Chahe jitne bulbule khud uda lo,do pal khulke kyun na muskura lo,theri theri si kahani aaj kyoon hai?
Dhadakte dil ki chahe jitni awaaze sun lo,
yeh toh apni hi dhun mein na jaane aaj kyoon mast hai?
Awara panchi ki rahen aaj kyoon gum hain?
Kuch karo,kuch suno,yun na sust tum raho
Kyunki yeh poori zindagaani lage ki aaj kam hai.........