Cheers to Life

In this journey of life,

Why does every body choose to strive?

Why do they not live with pride?

Everyone is running away to a point.

They themselves don’t know whether it would ever end.

They run,

They fall,

But get up and run again to fall.

And no one did ever realize,

Is it even worth the fall?

Go reach the goal,

Then stop and shed,

Shed tears for things,

For things they regret.

Why did they not take a sigh!

A sigh of thoughts,

A sight to life,

And could mighty well realize,

What actually were they running for?

Why did they not give time?

Time to themselves,

No one else!

That one minute,

To make a correct decision.

No one did ever think,

To take a break,

Sit down and blink.

No one did LIVE LIFE.

They all still strive.

And regret,

Not giving that one breath,

One sigh, one blink,

To sit and relax

And to realize.

But I would never make

That mistake.

Because, I would sit and think before I decide,

And would then say,

“Cheers to Life!”

Ultimately ...

When antipathy and pain,

Envy the astral rain

The be-ream inside my heart,

Pours out unconcerned from where to start.

Guilt, regrets, revenge and distress,

Arrogate inside me for freedom ahead.

But no lesser does the pain become,

It does subside for a while

But then again, back it comes.

Its inevitable, its unjust!

But is there anybody I can trust?

I wish i had a shoulder to share,

To weep and cry, to some one who could bear!

I wish I had an escape,

To run away from this extreme state.

I wish I had an ordinary life,

In which my soul wouldn't have to strive.

If only I could arrogate to allay,

A humane warmth to rely,

I could be free from my sorrows,

And would no more have to endure and cry.

Why don't they stop this arson?

Is there a hand to wipe these priceless tears off my face>

NO! There was, but now,

There's no one I can persuade.

There's only one thing,

I think can be done.

A gun-shot on my temple,

For my death...to come. 

Look ... See ... Believe

I do not know why 

it runs to bite

I do not know where

i could go and hide.

They run away from the outside world

And become happy, when they're in their shelter,

their "home"

Where is my "home"?

The peace, its abstruse!

If only I could feel free, even in myth, or just assume.

Every person seems to tear!

Every part!

Enough! thats all i could bear!

Wet tissues, wet pillows

Howls and Cries!

Where is my life?

Its grisly, But its my disguise.

Profoundly, I paste, 

A sarcastic grin on my face.

They seem happy with it,

But i still for-go and slip.

I do not let them peep inside,

My doors are locked! Very tight!

No one would I allow to break my heart,

My most and only precious part!

Accustomed to this pain,

I run to my terrace in vain!

Sitting on the parapet

Lost in the melody of music

And beauty of nature.

I feel good, I could live!

No one here to stop me

 from my fall-out of 

emotional will.

Admiring the trees,

The evening sun,

the rain, the wind

And in the night, the sky, the stars...

Oh wonderful! 

Its really worth being called beautiful!

The moon acts like my charming prince,

My punch bag and my dearest friend.

And now I have also found,

An open shelter,

The sky, the ground.

The shelter of thee!

Where I could be happy

Even if it were another world, a myth

and not reality...

I could now put the pieces together again.

Oh yes! I could now LIVE for ever again...

The Life's Saga...

To begin with... this a story of me... the journey from childhood to now.

As a little baby gets ready to go to school,

She cry's n howl's and then... is fooled!

"You will get cakes and chocolates"

they say,

"you will be praised a lot"

they say,

Then some how she thinks.. she should,

Who would let go chocolates...

That too, just for not going to school?

A-B-C she learns in KG.

she thinks she know the LANGUAGE and is proud!

i believe...

1-2-3 is deffinately very easy!

1+2 and 2+3 makes her feel,

She can make history!

Then she goes in the primary

She observes each and everything,

And gains knowledge by little things,

She has some desires,

And then without giving it a second thought...

"I will become a doctor!" she aspires...

Her family regards her aspiration,

"My daughter--a doctor!"

Delighted they become.

Even they wouldnt understand,

That her career needs a plan.

She doesnt even know,

what she has to study!

Biology...Chemistry...or HISTORY??

All will be good. She hopes.

Then she goes to the middle school

Studies are the only thing she doesnt care about

She becomes over conident and thinks-

"Be it Bio.. Be it math .. I know it FULL! I dont need a hand! "

Then she goes to the higher secondary...

"i'll do my bit... i am ready"

Now she knows how much it takes,

To choose a career without making a mistake.

All she likes is math,

Bio...she just cant stand!

Physics and chemistry do not at all resemble

ONE, TWO or THREE!

But now her passion Maths has become...

But who would tell her parents?

She's scared and concerned

She thinks about it a lot.

"never thought all this would be so difficult!

I need help..BUT do i deserve???"

She thinks about it hours together,

Then frames her mind,

She wants to be an engineer.

She talks to her parents about it.

Their dreams would now be a myth

"she will ruin her career"

they think.

But still they understans and help her decide.

Be it math or science,

She will shine all her life!

They agree to her confession.

They're with her..

HER PARENTS!!

And then she confidently walks throught the frost.

She makes a promise...

"i will do it!"

Then never looks back and forward she goes.

And here... I turn 15.

Another new year,

Another new day,

upcoming problems are welcome again

here i turn 15..

become more mature

to face them all!

I promise myself and no one else.!

That I will beat all shit!

And in the end I guess and think...I surely will succeed!

B'coz now I am 15.

I am ready and i am

All set to drive,

Acar which has nothing inside,

no handle, no gea and breaks,

dissapeard b4 they were evn prsd!

But still I'll fight,

to get things ryt..

and finally sleep,

peacefully

somenyt..!

As I was passing by…

As I was passing by the city,

I came across a temple,

There I saw a priest chanting,

His mantras right away.

He wore a pale dhoti,

And a kurta to look perky.

As I was passing by the town,

Down I went to see,

A little child being trained for namaz,

By his father at the holy mosque.

As I was passing by the street,

I came across a church,

Where I found a beautiful lady,

Asking for mercy from Thee.

Then I decided to walk a mile away,

I sat by the sea shore,

Then walked back home,

But I kept on thinking about what ever I did see.

When I reached home,

I went to my room.

Thought over and over again.

Because I did want to know.

“God made man,

Then what is religion for?

God wanted unity,

And wanted integrity to bestow.”

“God created humanity,

He didn’t want childish segregation grow,

He wanted peace,

And not violence flow.”

Then what did man,

Bring creed for?

To fulfill his greed,

He let destroy the world.

And here we stand today,

Inviting troubles for ourselves,

Coz’ our greed called for more need,

“Thus, peace could not bestow”

The blasts and lour we see today,

Are all for what may I know?

The blacks and whites all saw the masochism,

But did anyone even care to know,

Why are they BLACKS and WHITES for?

OH yes! I got the answer,

They destroyed the gift of God,

And they,

“Are human- NO MORE”

Me..

Introduction-These are lines, may be thoughts, by a girl, who thinks she's lost evrything in life. But, her people want her to be happy. So she thinks, that if she wants to see them happy, then she has to pretend to happy, for the sake of their happiness. 

I've never felt so lonely,

so empty,

so sad,

so weak,

or so freak!

Never!

Never untill i realized,

that I actually aint me anymore!

But, today.

As i stand here in the sun,

and watch my shadow move from left to right,

with the sun.

I know,

than even my life, like wise, has to move on.

And I'm pretty sure,

it definately will,

They say i'm strong!

I know,

I want!

But, I aint that way born.

I may be strong,

But see,

I'm grown.

Grown up to be a big girl,

fit to fight with this cruel world.

Some times i feel like 

to stop and rest.

But,

I'd never do that untill they want.

My life has finished 

finished already for me.

But i still need to live,

to live for Thee.

I know I can,

I know I want to.

But NO!!

No more pains can i bear,

No more things can i share.

Ah!

All the creepy and shitty crap!

For the sake of their hap!

Involved in this quest.

I often fall into a question-

"WHY ME ??"

They say,

"You are strong"

After all,

He does not give trouble to those who weep!

Here I stand,

Uttering and muttering,

Pretending as good as i can.

Living for my happiness,

coz it actually lies 

IN them.

An Ugly Flower

I am on a ride

to reach a beautiful sight

i saw and faced..

things tht embraced

my heart, my soul

my body..and me alone!

I know m wrong..

But NO WAY gone..!

let flow my tears..

And dont u stomp

I deserve no place,

neither land nor space

But i am just a burden

on this beautiful garden,

A flower thts the odd one out!

pluck me n throw me away!

But do remember,

An ugly flower at sometym.. was here.. 

I plead i beg!

Pick me up i pray!

I want to be born agn..

And blossom like the others 

in the rain!

but "NO" he said..~

why duz He want me to be depressed?

He wants me to remain ... and bear the pain

So tht i can be a btr player..

in this game!

I said " i Quit"

he said- " i already removed the exit"

Then i sat agn

and howlled n cried!

Let me die!! i wont reside!!

he said Dont cry!

Be strong you can live!!

Then i sed " OK I WILL"

but pled agn,

Let me cry..just for tonyt!

and now...i plead tht 

evrynyt..!

Pride Of a Lady

She sits and thinks
And plans her things.
Then takes a sigh and works on them.
Day goes by,
As it it were never gona end.
Work and Worship
That’s all she preaches.
Family is her priority…
Children… her life.
She loves the way things are
sweet or sour
she accepts they're hers
She kills time,
She cooks and grinds
She prays to God
a new tomorrow she wants
But there's somthing she's scared about
She thinks too much about all she wants
But knows she cant meet her desire
And is fierced to know
that they are on fire..
She doesnt know where she belongs
She knows she's content
She mends her ways
And thinks its fine
But she just cant shine!
And in the house of demons
She lost her pride
And in the night when its her bed time
That one happy lady is caught crying
And when that pearl drops from her eyes.
Any one could tell where beauty lies.
But no one knows the reason it dropped.
And no one still knows
Where she belongs…