People who politely try to manipulate are also as dangerous as those who with domination manipulate.
Category: life
The riddle of love,
If responsibilities, appreciation and commitment are there, then a relationship can live longer but if you really want to have the warmth of divine serenity in a relationship of love then you must stop thinking logically and practically and love someone selflessly without thinking about his or her caste, age, complexion, job, money etc. I guess. Most of us probably fail in the latter one. Of course then we are ‘not called losers’ in our society but if we fail to think practically, logically we are ‘definitely going to be called losers’. However, the concept of love is ambiguous enough to discover because when you discover you may either have it or lose it and there wouldn’t be a middle path to choose for. So, it’s a riddle and of course a beautiful feeling of being connected with someone.
Inner Voice
The fine line between the inner voice and outer voice exists in such an ambiguous manner that our inner voice scatters sporadically. Reasons behind it could be that our situations are always given and we cannot choose the best one to fit into that better situation. We can sit alone and think, ‘this is very peaceful to sit alone and introspect’ and we can also think, ‘how can I spend my whole time without friends?’ So, we must know our true selves and find our inner voice.
Life is always poked but it’s our responsibility not to be poked unnecessarily. People are common when they follow majority but it’s important not to follow everyone’s footsteps. If one is dressed with flamboyance we should not follow his or her flamboyance because it may not fit into our characters. Being the one who loves his or her own voice requires courage and creditability.
Ambiguous Transition
If we observe our lives with a dedicated approach we can feel how life teaches us. Every transition of life gives us a valuable takeaway.
Sometimes, we cherish our lives so much that we forget to note down the tiny but very important things of our lives. Sometimes, we feel very low to take interest in anything else. So, it’s difficult to deal with such ups and downs. The more we try to simplify life the more it jumbles up.
Doing a particular job regularly promotes nothing but monotony and the ‘leap of faith’ turns into a ‘freak of worry’. Emotion has taken a backseat in such a way that the words are dwindling. Trying to write something provoking but I know it’s not happening the way I want.
The takeaway of now is ambiguity.
Life Is Like Chasing Others
In the stunning beauty of landscape
The clouds are passing, having different shapes
Some become symbolic and some don’t
The sky is limitless to accept all those.
But the chaos of the city,
And the glittering mouths are not safe.
Hiding secrets of days wrapping with grace!
Oh no! Only the shit has been left.
Growing no more,
Life is racing not knowing how to race more.
No more time to respect values and nature!
Life is like chasing others.
Prod
There is a lot of buzz around my ear that sometimes upsets me. I don’t want to criticize people but they make themselves very apt to be criticized. Without knowing a person’s goal, ambition, passion, achievement, failure and personality how can people frown at what he/she is doing! If it’s not a cup of your tea then why are you making noise?
However, I can do nothing for them who are buzzing. What I can do for myself I will definitely do. Success for me is different from you doubtlessly. I could let me be where I am but no I will have faith in me to grow because I have my own dreams to fullfil.
I have a dream to know things, observe things, occupy my brain with knowledge and at last not to criticize you blatant people.
Work
It’s very hard to work where I have no one whose mental frequency matches with me. I don’t know how others with similar situation can cope with this huge crisis wrapped with colorful criticisms. Where your efforts are meaningless how can it be a just work for you? Atleast for me it is a disaster to listen to others in terms of ‘my work and me’. People who do not know me are splitting their contemptuous pride vividly to curve my spirit. Hey you! no matter how big, medium or small you are you don’t have the right to say. I won’t ever let you burn my spirit.
My passion won’t be dying. I will give every breath to my meaningful work and my meaningful microcosm.
Dual-people
As far as the universe is concerned there is physical attractions only which is cherished over love. May be it’s my thinking only but without any observation how can thinking be originated? Why people are becoming dual? Can’t they try to be a bit dedicated to the divine power of love? Why the colour of peace, care, sacrifices are not overwhelming over looks and attractions?
Wake Up
Even when you are surrounded with a loud beautiful music, you can be very lonely; you can be fragile enough to lose your dreams, your true entity and most importantly your self esteem. Do you know if we could measure loneliness then what would have been used? Actually I am not asking it to anyone, I am asking myself. Whenever I do feel like I am getting out of my emotional control I try to rely on writing and it gives me nothing but some trivial courage to hold on, to hold on to something that can bring my true identity which is not so strong like the outer shell of a snail but resilient enough to face the challenges. However, if I calculate the number of letters I write during such emotional outburst it generally counts very less in contrast to the number of letters written during a calm mental state. Just like now I am finding no more words to continue my writing and reaching the thin line of mental state to start something which I want to do in future.
PS: (I know I am nothing if compared to the big and majestic and worldly success but still I defy to write genuine words which are not fake.)
Red
Can the aura of a married woman be measured with the red of vermilion? If we grant love as constant then is it very necessary to mark our identity? Why do we do this? Perhaps for carrying memories! Perhaps for discriminating sexual power! Perhaps for not valuing ourselves! Perhaps for having more pain!