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Showing posts with label Emotions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emotions. Show all posts

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Sometimes Your Love Is Not Perfect and It's Ok...

Thousands of years ago somebody came up with the notion of impermanence, of inevitability, of change...i am pretty sure they have just been dumped! 

I had a long time to consider the value of memory. An idea that something that doesn't last forever doesn't mean its worth is diminished. May be it was just a rationalization, easier on the soul what mourning might have been...Life unlived, I honestly don't know, but I chose to believe in memory, I chose to believe in her....I chose to believe that the bond was never broken...and we carried each other in our hearts as a secret singularity..she made me what I am today...a better man or not, I don't know..there would be other loves, even great loves...but only one remained perfect!

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Judgemental?

It takes a moment that turns your whole world upside down. You are stuck, trying your best, but nothing seem to be working fine. It's that moment when walking on the empty road or being alone at the house gives that feeling of closed-in small spaces, claustrophobia! 



Emotions are hard to explain, because they are driven by judgements. Unfortunately, it's hard to tell if our judgements are right or wrong, but time will tell, for sure! In the end it's all in our mind, what we perceive, we start cocooning our self  under it, thinking that it will protect us...but our decision to cocoon and create a wall between what we perceive brings a shift in us, and this is when we start becoming self centered, do we?

I'm not a psychologist or a doctor, yet as a human being, I've experienced all sorts of emotional turbulence and sometime to steady yourself amidst the zillions of feelings can be really difficult. And at the same time, you will see others, turning into an unmovable rock who turn the direction of the wind head-on..nice, isn't it? But Is it really nice, when the wind you turned over is hitting someone else now? I don't have an answer, this is where our judgement comes into play, but I'm sure no one in the world will have an answer to it, after all we homo sapiens are one hell of suckers! If only there were a simple formula to crack the DNA codes to perfection!
  
Are you the victim of someone else's judgement? Well, I guess we all are...but the only difference is the extent of impact that we suffer. Sometimes minor, sometimes massive...or sometimes fatal!         

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Ehsaas: A Hindi Poem

First of all, sincere apologies for being such a lazy bum, but trust me my MBA program is really keeping me busy. Finally, after a long long time I've found the right opportunity to express something here. Today, I'm going to write in Hinglish (Hindi in English), again apologies to the people who don't understand Hindi. So, my Hindi poetry starts now :-) ....

This is "me"


Ek kadam humne badhya tha,
Chal pade the sab kuch chhod chhaad ker.
Socha na tha kuch iss kadar hairaan honge hum,
Apno se door, gairon ke darmiyaan honge hum.

Yun toh sab accha hai,
Per bina tumhare saath ke sab adhura hai.
Ek pal jo mein tham jata hun,
Tumhari hi baaton mein kho jata hun.

This is "us"


Mere har ehsaas mein bas tum ho.
Kabhi muskuraton mein ho tum,
Toh kabhi sharaaroton mein ho tum.
Khooli aankhon se bhi bas tumhi ko dekh pata hun.

Beet jaane do ye lamhe,
Khushiyon ka wo alaam aayega.
Jab meri baahon mein tum hogi,
Tab mujhe hosh aayega........

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Friday, February 4, 2011

COME BACK





Today it’s a little hazy
The heart is going a little crazy
Few things from the past are pondering
Some special moments, few special people
Breeze of memories, departed glimpses
Hurly-burly emotions…..


It feels to go back
Back in the time, back to those unforgiven moments
Unmistaken that amazing friendship
Revitalize, the lost relevance
To comfort, to pester, to sit beside…..


Brooding over that unmatched fascination
Remembering those childish hassles
Recollecting those idle squanders
I’m glaring the lucid past
Anticipating it to come back
Hoping for us to come back…..