Zindagi- Life.

Today radio played every song on the word mentioned above, zindagi meaning life.

• Zindagi kaisi hai paheli haye
• Zindagi ke safar me gujar jate hai
• Zindagi pyaar ka geet hai isse har roz gana padega

Right now I could only recollect these three songs. There were one or two more.

I like to philosophise things. For me it’s all serendipity. Life gives you clues and hints to help you in making choices and taking decisions; you just have to be that smart enough to read these signals.

I had to do a lot of things before I die. The list is long and something or the other keeps on adding.

Random Stuff

Lovely date is today, 0707; the James bond date… Problem is with me that I have a lot to write on a lot of topics; they keep on pondering in my mind all the time but the moment I start to write I tend to forget and be as blank as a sky without stars.

It feels good, real good, when people say they missed you. You don’t know whether they did or not, you could never know, but the joy inside you, you know that  is real. It doesn’t matter whether it lasts for a couple of minutes or hours or days, it happens is what matters.

I have done things that I never thought I would ever do, although I wanted to do, but wasn’t sure I would have enough guts to pull myself from my walls that veiled me from the reality. I have done good things. I have done terrible things. The best part is I don’t have any regrets. I was shocked too.

You are not DEAD

You are kind of a broken star inside me

Burning and killing me when I am trying to live

The memories I cherished once is haunting me now

I wish you could come and save me, as you always did.

You are like twilight in the sky ready to bloom

Your thoughts are alive I wished you would have been too.

I can feel your breath, your presence around me

I wish we meet upfront, so that I could see.

"Psychic-Powers"

Is there anything called 'psychic' exists? I am very fond of people who fall under this category. And surprisingly once in my lifetime I felt that power within me. I felt out of the world; as if I found inner peace and attained a level of spirituality that a normal human would fail to reach. I was powerful and the feeling scared the hell out of me. I thought I was God. I don’t know who God is. I don’t know how it happened and why it happened. I was scared, really scared.  Gradually I believed these powers are a curse to me for any act of a sin I did may be some day. I could have utilized it but I did not want it. I wanted to be normal. May be it was not a power but some mere stupid coincidence happenings that led me to believe so.

A Loner

He was a loner, scared to trust another soul. He has been loved, hated, trusted, heart-broken, ditched, played, mocked. He found pain in love. His mother’s love was poisoned, brother’s love was bitter, father’s love was green, sister’s love was lost and friends’ love was a show. He was not sure whom to talk and what to talk. His lips were dried of words. He never smiled but laughed at everything in life. He did not know how to cry because he never got a shoulder to lean. He could not understand the difference between sympathy and empathy.

He was vulnerable inside but strong to the world. He showed nothing could affect him and no one could hurt him anymore. Even though everything mattered to him, he showed he did not give a damn. He learned to love himself more than anything exists in this beautiful earth. In the process he had not realized the people who cared for him.