Quotes

As we get real with the world, the more we kill the real us in our own self. 

GaPs

With the world going round, we humans are going far from our ground. The sky we cherish, praise and want, forgetting the roots, culture, ground us actually from. Treasure of life has a new meaning altogether, those printed paper we call currency driving us mad.

Every house has fights, no one is ready to compromise and every door seems closed.

To give respect to elder are now cutting us in half.

We are turning selfish looking at this selfish world.

People calling themselves God in this cursed world.

All getting drunk with the printed paper, it seems us going crazy with our own findings.

Eating junk, earning junk, spending junk all we are making junk of our deeds.  

People finding new inventions are losing him own self.

Wearing beautiful cloths still seem naked.

You will find lovers everywhere in police station or bars.

Praying and sharing is not the way to go now.

Now days we are scared of our own shadows, losing our faith in the self-driven selfishness.

Once mother was the shadow we require now we want us sheltered by money.

All they sell the respect of their family in the open.

Calling love your livelihood is out of fashion now, we break up with mutual consent; days were history when death was considered better then living apart.

Going into funeral with smile on our face is what we see now days.

Stabbing love and weeping on his funeral is not love, hugging each other whereas your heart is miles apart are not love. Love Is something which touches your spirit and I know everyone have their own definition.

                                                                

Gaps are all I can see; I wish I was dead or rather free.

Darkness driving me crazy, selfishness it may be.

Why thinking of death instead of living for today. Cursing my own in this cursed world, fighting against Kam (lust), Krodh (rage), Lobh (greed), Moh (attachment) and Ahankar (ego), I am not going anywhere.  

Still wondering!

There was time when there was warmth in every hug and love use to flow from eyes. The best feeling is touching moms feet was no less then heaven. When the world around u become silent when u listen to your dad. When you can be angry with your dad even when u knows you’re wrong, time goes by and u learn about your mistake and a hug always bring a smile on the face. Time was such i love to hold the trolley while mom is shopping and talking to me all in one go; i see the innocence in her eyes with a smile. I remember when she listens to my poems while i drive.

I now feel how blessed im having two sister alongside me. Sister share such a secret deep bond with their brothers. Time was such when every foolish mistake uses to make us laugh for hours. Time was such when i know there will be someone will be waiting for me at home with whom i can eat and share what i did the whole day. Some time i feel that they know me more then i know myself. I use to feel so angry when they ask me to go out in evenings for long drive now i feel that that was the best time i spend in my whole life. I hope the time will come again and this time i will be just be with them as me.

Being along, i come to know the importance of being together. If you just lived your life for your own self then life is nothing but ignorance towards every feeling we can share as a whole. I know people who choose to be along away from their family for their own sake and they have guts to say that they are doing everything for them. If money can buy feelings and love then life will be so simple. How miserable a father is when he calls someone his son and his real son is not there for him.

I see some say love is nothing but just waste of time some run away from it some don’t want to feel that. I thing without love you cannot live. We are attached to everyone around us and there is love always which unites us. We don’t need to prove anything to anyone i feel the first person who u should prove is to our own self. What is love when we can be together but we are not?

Being along i learned to know what is going in one’s heart and i know many don’t have anything in their heart for me but still they don’t let me know. Yah we do have to live with it. I will take care and love you as the way i feel ignoring what you take me as. I cannot leave the way i am even I’m being not fair to my own self but i am fair to choices i make in my life.

Ego and Hate is the only way one can forget some one who they love. 

It is true that one day will come and i am not left with an option i will be gone but before i go i just want to be happy with those i love and care. J

From Cousin :)

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. 
Trouble no one about their religion; 
respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. 
Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.

Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. 
Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. 
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, 
even a stranger, when in a lonely place. 
Show respect to all people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. 
If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.

Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools 
and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled 
with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep 
and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. 
Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.




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These are not my words, these are from my cousin. :)

Narrow point of view

Life has been a lecture which is keep on going. I learned with time, I learned from people and what come across me. We already know that once a person stop learning his life dull down and he stop his journey of life towards self knowledge, without knowing your own self nothing will find you peace.

As a part of life we do run for many material and non material emotions. The emotion it self work as a caretaker of our needs. Our needs change with time and the demand is always increasing for some thing or more. I believe we are losing control over own self with passing time and we are now bound to follow what we want or what is right for us.

Life has been like an balance sheet.We subtract the emotions and add our greed, which we call our need. We are going towards some thing which we never seen but we are crazy for it. What we are becoming is selfish and greedy with time or we are becoming just crazy. As you may see what are the governments around us is doing they are busy in making war ammunition and if we sum up the situation human race VS human race, we our self is our own enemies. We found such a attachments with blood shed, war is not about who is right rather who is LEFT.

We humans are becoming our own enemy with time. Greed is now the main emotion which drives us. I believe that there should be a balance but no we never going for balance we always go for some extreme point without thinking of consequences.

Now a day’s love has a new meaning of its own kind and the funny thing is we all follow it blindly. Love will only exist when some one is rich and work out to be much more then what he/she is right now because they can fulfill there material needs so they got time to built up the love. The days when love was being with one another is going and fading with time. There were days when people love each other and they can go to any extent to just be together. Now see the expectation is not to be together it is rather being happy and happiness comes with luxury of every sort. 
I saw people and even my self diluted with the world around us. I am also colored with the color of the world I live in. I see love in true form too and I see the form people don’t understand and end up loosing the love of there life. Some cry some hope some feel sorry but I don’t think it does matter. What is gone is gone and what you have with you is worthless for you because you never cared for what you got. We are a bit crazy running for some thing we don’t know and not looking at what we got. When you own a treasure you tend to not give any importance to it. Treasure like love like feelings like people etc see that what u were looking your already have or not.

It will be miserable when you lost and come to know the important of what you got and you didn’t cared. We at times loose what we got, while we are busy running for what we don’t have.


I still don’t know why people cry for some thing they never got and when they love some one and they don’t get any thing in return why they feel sad. Don’t feel sad move on with your life what you lost is some one who don’t care about you and what he/she lost is love.


>> Not finished yet. 

Life = She

She stabled me when I wasn’t aware. 
She killed the feeling I use share.
all this this came as a nightmare
With broken heart i have nothing to declare. 

All sorrow but no tear
she went off without any fear

Love was God but not any more
I hate the one i was living for.

LifE

Kabhi hasati kabhi rulati ye zindigi. 

Kabhi hawa mai kabhi mitti mai milati ye zindigi.

Payaar aur nafrat karati ye zindigi. 

Kabhi daman chor maut se rubaroo karati ye zindigi. 

Kabhi wafa ya bewafa ho jati ye zindigi.

Hazaro rang Duniya ke dikhati ye zindigi.      

Changes

zindigi bewafa nahi logg bewafai karjate hain.. 


duniya wale hame bewakoof soch kar kuch bhi kahajate hain.. 


yaar bichar jaye usko rab ki marzi batate hain.. 


yaar apne ko khuda nahi time pass aajkal bulate hain.. 


zindigi ke badale hue matlab hame logg samzhate hain..

Red

Nothing green all red nd m bleeding,
m burning in love bah I aren’t screaming,
Soon this ends and I wont be breathing,

Love was life bah she broke her vows,
She set off m left with this empty house,
Burning inside what time allows,

She took the rain I admire her game,
I lost to player nd im to blame,
It’s strange that I can’t tell her name,
She was one who never came.

I was running for what was never mine
There is nothing called divine.