Lost and Forgotten
Suddenly as I found the thoughts gushing through the flows of mind a strong force that brought an urge to write. The discontent, that forces for the search of contentment.
I look back at the old times, that little memories with family that suddenly feels like a treasure now. The thinning of ego (strangely, the ponytail too) and thickening of humility.
There was this youth, feeling like dropping down to the lower ends now. The miseries touching up the forehead and in awhile they will settle in the head, the brain, the heart...
Probably, that's what happens on not choosing the life you ought to have loved while it started.
Flying over that one desire and thinking of settling on anything around it, doesn't make sense. A dream now need to be made of many more dreams. Like many threads that create a whole fabric. So is life...it gives when asked for. It will give only the Violet - if asked for only that. The rainbow does require - shades of indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange and red. . .and if the heart is in right place - the life knows it - even though the world treats you wrong - the life will lead you to show the cherry blossoms growing in the backyard. All that's needed is to follow it.. blindly..
The head that aches - the side effects of the job. Happy enough - I came in it later then many. Its a fake and miserable side. Yes, contentment for many. The Karma counts. The life would be blank with no work.
The search for the right one is tiring.
And then after a while of miseries the passion to change tends to grow. The tendency to listen to the people who are admired. Those positive talks - that I had been listening - SRK and Sushmita sen at the Star Verdict, Ranbir Kapoor with Anupam Kher in his academy. They learnt and talks nice. If nothing, it's a pleasure to listen these great minds. And Think right!
Off to sleep. . . .
I look back at the old times, that little memories with family that suddenly feels like a treasure now. The thinning of ego (strangely, the ponytail too) and thickening of humility.
There was this youth, feeling like dropping down to the lower ends now. The miseries touching up the forehead and in awhile they will settle in the head, the brain, the heart...
Probably, that's what happens on not choosing the life you ought to have loved while it started.
Flying over that one desire and thinking of settling on anything around it, doesn't make sense. A dream now need to be made of many more dreams. Like many threads that create a whole fabric. So is life...it gives when asked for. It will give only the Violet - if asked for only that. The rainbow does require - shades of indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange and red. . .and if the heart is in right place - the life knows it - even though the world treats you wrong - the life will lead you to show the cherry blossoms growing in the backyard. All that's needed is to follow it.. blindly..
The head that aches - the side effects of the job. Happy enough - I came in it later then many. Its a fake and miserable side. Yes, contentment for many. The Karma counts. The life would be blank with no work.
The search for the right one is tiring.
And then after a while of miseries the passion to change tends to grow. The tendency to listen to the people who are admired. Those positive talks - that I had been listening - SRK and Sushmita sen at the Star Verdict, Ranbir Kapoor with Anupam Kher in his academy. They learnt and talks nice. If nothing, it's a pleasure to listen these great minds. And Think right!
Off to sleep. . . .
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