!! why are we together !!

i waved her a hi, and her lips made an arc,
her hazel eyes looking for something in mine

i asked if she would come along, imprisoned by her gaze
'sure would be fun'answered, as usual, delighted n amazed

i asked if she wishes to see us together
she smiled and said "as much as you do"

i kissed on her forehead, sitting by the beach
curled in my lap, she was way beyond my reach

why are we together, why are we here? i wished either of us could ask
'let it go the way it's going' she replied, my thoughts thus unmasked

had met her few months ago, and lost to her innocence
and i am losing again but now there's nothin' to gain

i can neither withstand her simplicity nor bear her sweetness
for she's as pure as a dew drop n me a symbol of selfishness

what brought her to me is something i'd never know
but she'll be there for me forever; that is for sure

no more can i bear to see her lose herself for me
and no more would i want her to empathize with me

of all the sins i may've committed this one i can't
so let me break the promise i made to you my dear

move on, for there's a whole new world waiting for you
forget me as if i never was, with time you’ll be through

Said that' woke up to find us as inseparable as …..
to explore the horizons "together" and to be

P.S. : the beautiful end is courtesy ma fren Aish !!

open your fists !

"Open your fists dear!, Let go; and it’ll come out easily’ said the mother to her little son who was crying profusely, trying to get his hand out of the jar of chocolates, not wanting to let go of single one.

Finally he relented and was able to get his small hand out.

His mother then took out some in a plate, for him to choose and relish.
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Caution: What you’ve read above may or may not bear an analogy to what you’ll read below. But below is a gist of something I have experienced innumerable times.

Most of us spend a lot of our time in other tenses.We recollect memories (painful or delightful) over and over again; Waste time over mind boggling reflections into innumerable scenarios over how much better or worse could a tiny winy experience have been; Not to forget, the favorite hobby of wistfully daydreaming about something great to happen.

Considering this, aren’t most of us are lost.?
Sitting in a bus or train we are lost.
While talking to a friend we are lost.
While walking back home we are lost; to the extent that the moment we open our eyes in the morning we are lost.

Still, we don’t seem to mind that. For there is a peculiar sense of familiarity & comfort in those intangibles. It’s so intoxicating that even though it’s making our lives difficult we feel secure beside it. We fail to notice the shell it creates around us and thus end up imprisoning ourselves inside it.

Clutching on to the ‘tenses’, like the little boy to his ‘chocolates’, we then struggle with the present. By the time we realize this, the present, is lost.

We flounder while accepting the simple fact that the moment we let go of the thoughts, concerning our past or future, we are gifted with the power of present. And it is in this present that ideas are born, visions are gifted and missions are decided (and hey! not to mention, even blogs are written :) !!). Isn’t it?

‘letting go’ isn’t that difficult. Trust me!!

For me, it’s just the little act of giving back to life in terms of thoughts, what you get from it, in the form of experiences.

One of the greatest freedoms we possess is to think, but very often it is mis or over used.
We have so much under our control, when we refuse to give our control to those thoughts.

Every time I find myself losing to any thought, I shrug myself up, close my eyes and say ‘comeback’ to myself repeatedly until I get back. If difficult, I couple it with a humble prayer to the divine to take away all my thoughts black, white or grey, so that I can color the present. Believe me this simple exercise has worked wonders every time!!

‘A thought needs to be thought upon and dumped if it’s not allowing us to admire a little flower, we find on the way or go mad over a hot chocolate !!’

So take my advice, (it’s borne through weird incidences thanks to these thoughts), next time, when life takes a roll call, make sure your answer is: “PRESENT”.