Strength

There is so much beauty to see around us yet we usually choose not to out of sheer choice. We do actually see what we want to see. Newspapers are sold on basis of the most sensational and gripping news item for the day and media would drag it for at-least a month till some old-man is glad that he is dying soon. Tragedy, sadness, sorrow apparently attracts us more than other things in life. Is it really our purpose in life to live a few decades and then just die away without any trace? I wouldn't like to think so. How can a man/woman live a life which could engulf an entire universe with all the emotions, experiences and feelings. Any man/woman dying away destroys the whole universe..... and each time somebody dies he/she takes a piece of universe with them if not whole.

Letting Go

Everyone moving forward in life, experiencing its various offerings. The experiences one has from the past tend to stick around, especially the exceptional ones. Looking at these exceptional experiences makes me think what aspects of those were exceptional and why so ? And I found there were just too many right things happening at the right time. But some experiences where one thing was wrong, spoiled the whole experience from being exceptional.

Letting go of that one wrong thing becomes rather too difficult to forget and thus lingers on with me in life. As much as I try hard to let it go, I can't. Asking many people how does one actually let go regardless of their age, gender, etc. I got so many varieties of reply except one which sort of got stuck to me was
"It is easier to FORGIVE than to FORGET".

Perfect reply but now I have another line which I might have a problem letting go....

Bitterness

Living your daily routine.... managing your affairs but there is a world inside of us, managing that, is another thing all together. I guess if you are bitter inside the world outside doesn't seem so sweet. The lingering tangy feeling inside can't make the world outside feel any sweeter.. but ultimately the world outside is the one who's tastes we carry inside....irony.....of things among many in this life....

Food for thought I guess....

Faces

Fascinating to see the faces evolve and change at various stages of one's life. Face of baby even wins the heart of satan himself. The so called whispers and temptations don't seem to work on a child.

Teenage comes, whispers become stronger, accountability, responsibility starts to emerge as the other abilities develop. Experimentation and self discovery becomes the order of this stage. Fitting into the crowd, sense of belonging starts to take the priority. Whispers ha ha , the world itself starts to whisper in your ears, temptation becomes easier to get us indulged in.

Late teens, become self indulgence, mighty praise for oneself as the specimen develops with a new face in the mirror. Early twenties, gives the courage to face new thrills and seek more thrills.

Late twenties, finally our faces are useful for our society and hopefully meet their expectations. Some faces like to be seen, some prefer to see other faces. Questions and answers are wondered upon in more detail. Some start to dream during the day. Once the dreams starts to become real, the face seeks a similar face to look at for rest of their lives.

Blinding Glitter

We have developed a strong fascination with the stars in our cities with its blinding glitter and glamor. With these sparkling distractions in our cities we fail to see the true stars in the sky.

May be we got too much use to the idea of stars and lights presented to us on a platter in our cities. May be we do not wish to see anything more beautiful and naturally inciting. Or it is just that we do not feel that we should work hard to find the glorious guiding stars who once shown our earlier civilizations directions to new lands and discoveries.

In order to see the starry sky in all its grandeur and glory, one has to train his/her eyes to ignore the stars on land and let the stars in the sky reveal themselves.

I feel that the glittering sky has exchanged places with the starry earth. So, the once sky full of stars has faded away as the lights on earth became brighter. Even though earth used to be as dark as sky seems today.

Eyes

One glance into somebody's eyes can sometimes say so many words that we can become speechless. The only reply to such conversation can be just a stare....

Eyes can lie, may be, may be not but the adventures which one can have are guaranteed to be of varying experiences.

Pity, one cannot take this as a full time hobby. Each individual carries a world inside with so much depth and attraction. Some of the timeless experiences would probably be in somebody's eyes.

Rage for a Moment

Ticking away time does not have breaks, yet our minds have brakes, speed bumps, slopes.... As if this was not enough, one has to keep track of ones' heart as well.

Moments keep running one after another whether borrowed, taken or given. These don't wait. Life is full of moments raging towards what ? don;t know... Chasing history while moments keep flying away right under our nose. Words broken and put together again to justify the moments which pass away. Dreams, aspirations and desires makes one live in a hope or for that moment....

Breaking the silence, shouting for some moments to come quicker than other's. My dream is my hope..for that moment...

Wash-away Memories

Really have to give credit to nature for not allowing us to have perfect memories. Thinking back there are so many things which could really burden us through out our lives so much if we had remembered them. Almost feel like dragging our feet through the quick sand. Not being able to move forward in life.


Imagine some memories you would not want to forget but remembering them can be painful because the environment, time, people, moods, nothing is the same. And you keep on wishing for the same circumstances and expecting everything else to fall in place for that memory to be re-lived again.... No matter how we try can't get it back to re-live the same experience.... what would be the price of those memories I wonder....

Creating new memories seems to be the only way....Rest has to be just washed away....wishful
thinking I suppose....