Hello, beautiful. Hope you smiled. I want you to. Please do. If you did, then imagine me smiling too. Smiles are what we are here for. Let them grow like wild flowers. Without worrying about how ugly or good you look while doing that. Easy boy. Nobody is keeping a count on you. Grief is momentary and is also a part of life. Yes, sometimes weeping is the only way out. Missing someone who is no more or someone who has abandoned you for some reason? I know you love him/her like crazy and you can’t really help it. There is no escaping sorrow, suffering or death. Let me wash that pain away for you. For now, just smile. Cos then, I will feel better too. All those dreams you were dreaming about may seem to be too distant. That’s okay. At least you are trying. Good things will happen when they have to if they have to. So take it easy. Smile for my sake or for the sake of someone you love. Unload all that weight from your shoulders for a moment. Relax your eyebrows, smile just for the sake of smiling, without expecting even the least in return. Hate and anger are not going to take you anywhere; it’s like a furnace that keeps gathering more heat with time. Spread the warmth of love not the flames of hate. We exist to live our lives happily. It is our right to be happy and nobody, not even yourself can take that right away from you. So live, smile and make someone else smile too. Wished everyone thought this way. I am here for you. Let’s see this thing through! Hope my words made you smile 🙂
Wrote a shayari, hope you like it 🙂
Mere lavz kuch iss tarah likh oh Shayar…
Mere lavz kuch iss tarah likh oh Shayar
Ki tere Janaze ke Arso baad bhi
Arz kare duniya yahi shayari
Tried writing a hindi/urdu shayari. Hope You enjoy reading it 🙂
Roz marre ko mar mar ke jeena
Jaise Patte jo dhale shyam ki tarah
Behte pani ka rukh kisne dekha
Bade chalo bahaar ki tarah
Andar ki aawaz dhunde ek zehra
Sehma sa ghut raha hai kahin
Duniya se kya lena dena
Tu Kayaro ka Kafil toh nahi?
Woh ras hee kya jo raseela na ho
Woh baat thee kya jo binkahi ho
Kati patang bhi Udaa tha kabhi
Aasma ko Aadab kahan tha kabhi!
Imagine nails placed vertically upside down on your seat. The moment you sit, you feel like getting up, but then, the floor is burning hot as well. You don’t really know what to do and try identifying what is making you so restless. Finally, you arrive at the fact that it is the usual keeda (bug) that keeps biting every artist once in a while. That bug could be termed as anything – an expression, an idea, a thought, an inspiration or anything you want to call it. Even that keeda does not know what it really is. It is as restless as you are and keeps biting you to find its own identity. You then have no other option but to try and find out its real form, the real form of that expression, that idea or whatever name you want to give it. The keeda then pushes you to find the medium through which you can give a definite form to that expression. Each artist channelizes his or her energy through a medium he or she is comfortable with. A painter would start painting, a singer starts singing, a filmmaker starts making films. By the end of this process, that expression is out. The artist tries his or her best to best match the keeda’s expectations. He or she might fall short of them in some cases but then the keeda is mostly happy for the fact that you devoted your love towards giving it a form, an identity which it always craved for. The keeda retrieves back, stops biting, and the artist feels at ease.
Not for long though. Keeda sooner or later starts biting again, seeking a new identity!
A man minus his dream
Is like free-falling in a black hole’s realm
A sleepless night catching up on sleep
An irky feeling, he never wants to keep
A sighted man who just can’t see
Stranded in strange reality
Like the one who Has to Live at any cost
With a Love that’s lost
Like a lost tune
He once always knew
A search he can’t avoid
Finding nothing but void
He calls out to his Dream
Not a whisper, but a scream
Some Day He Will find
Repose of another kind!
A man minus his dream
Is like free-falling in a black hole’s realm
“More” means peacock in Hindi, but is a real monster in English. More food, more attention, more money, more cars, more games, more movies, more TV series, more songs, more likes, more shares, more selfies, more fame, more popularity, more fans, more friends, better bank balance, more properties, more industries, more cars, more roads, more votes, more land, more wars, more power, better economy, more parties, louder music, taller skyscrapers, trippier stuff, more riffs, more base, more leads, more clicks, more profit, more business, more advertising, more marketing, better deals, more offers, more discounts, better gifts, better physique, more books, more knowledge, more dates, more girlfriends, more boyfriends, more sex, more kids, fairer skin-tone, better hike, more hard work, more up to date, more adrenaline, better fashion, more clothes, better clothes, better shoes, more shoes, more travels, more functions, more temple visits, more excitement, more news, more updates, more phone calls, more furniture, more GB, more processing speed, better computers, better features, better camera, more pixels, more hard disk space……
I know greed comes naturally to human beings, but to what extent should you extend it?
Take it easy buddy. You are probably doing just fine with what you have. Breathe. Be more content and more happy… oops, happier!
A simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ would simply kill it at that. Let’s give it a thought, like the usual ‘bakchodi’- the way Indians term it as heheh. I think that though there is some co-relation between all these things, you might want to consider some exceptional permutations. Think of a conductor in a bus. He or she is probably not well-read, nor are they highly educated, but aren’t they knowledgeable? You definitely can’t say no. Knowledge is, I think associated with what one has experienced or observed in life. Reading and education will definitely improve one’s knowledge but it doesn’t mean that a construction labourer is not knowledgeable, just because he/she is not well-read or educated. They know exactly how to do the work that they are assigned. Take new born babies for example. They do have knowledge based on whatever little observations they have made in life. Education, if pursued to improve one’s knowledge would be useful else it would just be a waste of time. It is also important to improve one’s ability to question things and find out what according to them is right or wrong. Reading is a subset of education but reading something that is not at all related to your field of interest will broaden your horizons, make you imagine things that you might never otherwise and perhaps make you more knowledgeable. Coming to what amongst these three is important in life? I think being knowledgeable is more important. I, for instance, very rarely read books. Education in India is more for improving your chances of finding a job than anything else, though there are many who pursue it to gain knowledge about something they love. Let it be. ‘Importance’ is very subjective, so I don’t want my opinion to affect yours. Damn this is getting awfully confusing. Just chuck it, don’t break your heads!