Passion

Carpe diem. Seize the day, boys. Make your lives extraordinary.

~Robin Williams (Dead Poets Society)

How hard can life be? Is there any way we could make life easier?

I honestly cannot answer those questions, but there’s something that could help us survive along this path we call life.

Passion.

What is passion and why am I writing about it?

Every one would have their own meaning for it, but passion for me, is that fierce emotion that has kept me going for a lot of time.

But does it really matter, in a world where money runs things and we run after money, passion could be forgotten.

You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.
~Robin Williams

There’s this small piece that I wrote, hope it helps!

I’ve been here for so long,
Writing about where we as humans belong.
For a while now, I’ve been singing this song,
Without knowing about the things around.
Naive, I may have been,
But, I was just following my dream.
Spreading the word of passion, spreading the word of love,
Many did try before me, but none of us want to evolve.
Does passion really matter?
I have been asking myself this for some time!
I don’t know why it took too long for me to answer,
For without it, my life here would really have been a disaster!

Everyday, I wake up and start my day,
I only see stories along the way.
I can see people, who are stuck with a routine,
I can see kids enjoying their first day as a teen.
I can see an old couple experiencing a movie, without getting offended,
And I can definitely see the capable ones staying silent.
Why is it, we are suffering this intolerable violence?
It could be physical, it could be mental, lord knows what.
May be, it could be because, we have stopped caring about art.
Can passion change humans?
I still remember, a kid from my school, who danced with only one hand.
His passion definitely brought mine back to life,
And only thing that did bother me was, how much did he have to strive!

I sit down and watch the news,
All I see is bunch of people screaming, just for some views.
Defaming anyone they feel is guilty,
While they just randomly, sip tea and coffee.
Deconstructing rhymes and lines just to find something that is not right,
Well, don’t you read the disclaimer, that it’s a work of fiction, and not every word should be right!
If they do love critiquing, how good would they be in writing?
Amazing I believe, for they can create a fake story, which can destroy a man’s history.
I look around and think,
In this situation, can passion really sustain?
If it doesn’t, the work of many generations would be in vain.
For I can assure that passion can bring the change,
For the voice of it, can reach ears and eyes of even those who aren’t in range.

A blind can feel art. A deaf can feel the music. A dumb can sing.
For there is nothing that can stop the passion within.
It’s like like the engine of the soul,
It’s the only thing that can help one reach their goal.
Getting up is never easy after they are down,
But when one has the passion,
They could easily win that crown.
But in reality, no one would want it,
For they know, they aren’t in for that.
I do say, passion can make every one a better person,
For it did teach me, the most important of lessons,
All you have to do in life, is keep going,
Even when you feel nothing has been moving.

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How long has it been since I was away? Five months. That’s been a bit too long now, hasn’t it?

Let’s hope the next post doesn’t take this much time!

Do let me know your thoughts on Passion until then!

You know what music is? God’s little reminder that there’s something else besides us in this universe, harmonic connection between all living beings, everywhere, even the stars.
~Robin Williams

Thank You.

A charming little kid came to me one day,
Asked me what I did, and suddenly, I had
nothing to say.
So, I asked him what he wanted to be
“To be the man, my mum wants me to be!”
And what kind of a man would that be?
“Just the one who makes others life happy!”
I realised then where my place currently is
in this journey
All ever wanted in my life was to be free!
Free from the thoughts of agony and
misery.
But now I see,
All I see is pain around me!
I grew up having a small dream,
To be a person, that no one has ever seen.
All ever wanted was to see the world
smile,
And be with the person that would walk
with me for 500 miles.
But adulthood hit me, and what I am now, is
filled with lies.
The soul in me, today, it cries,
For it too knows, the best thing that could
happen in my life,
Is to be the person people pointed at and
said,
You see that guy right there,
He’s the one who brought me out of
despair.
And made me realize my worth,
And thanks to him, I learned to pick myself
up!”
Yes, all my life, all I wanted was to Inspire
people,
To help them be the best version of
themselves possible.

Hey everyone. Honestly, I have no idea where to begin. I started this blog, 4 years ago. Who knew, back then, where I’d end up being. Just a kid, I was, learning the ways of the world and strange it was that I was writing motivational and moving words. In the beginning, all I wanted to do through this blog was to reach out to people, and may be help them be the better version of themselves. Some may have thought, what would a kid teach us about life, I’d say they have no idea, what a child is capable of.

Since then, I’ve come a long way myself. My poetry skills have improved over the time. My blog’s reach has improved. I’ve received really overwhelming responses for all my write ups. The topics that I’ve chosen to write or even speak about, most people have seen it around them, yet it barely gets it’s place in everyday conversation.

I am not out here writing great stuff, all I’m doing here is helping you remind yourself what a truly deserving person you are, it is just silly that we need people to self assure themselves of their greatness.

But to be honest, yes. I’ve also had hard times, I’ve also had to deal with stuff that I have not spoken about, and one of the things that kept me going was the responses sent by you. People have also sent me feedbacks, which has helped me, but those positive reassuring words you have sent, has actually made sure I kept writing.

I started writing for the sake of it, but over the years, I’ve come to known, it is a part of me now and when I know some one out there is reading my work and even if makes them feel a bit happier or even a bit inspired, it makes my soul happy.

I am eternally grateful.

Thank you.

PS. Just for sticking around till the end, I have a surprise coming out soon for you all.

Keep reading and keep loving!

I’ll be back with another amazing post, until then #LIVEyOURLIFE and lift everyone higher.

Are We Really Free!

Are we really free?

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                Modern times; Modern thought, yet living in hypocrisy.

                Democracy prevails; Democracy is the key, yet restrictions still lives.

                He does this; She does that, still a concern for the society that’s lazy.

                Oh what a pity, we don’t follow the order, because that’s the dream, it seems.

                Born a boy, be an engineer or auditor, it’s fixed.

                Or join the family business, you shouldn’t argue with this.

                Born a girl; Love, you are lucky to be born!

                So, go ahead and study medicine or do arts, that would be enough,

                Argue with this, and you’d be married off.

                *Society does a witty laugh*

                “Oh, I have an idea!” said an over-excited teen,

                “Follow the system or you’ll break your spleen!”

                “I’d love to live here; I’d love to study here; I’d love to work here!”

                “You’re required to a pay a small processing fees my dear.”

                “Oh, such a gifted voice you have, it’s sad you are doing a job” said every other aunty

                ‘Weren’t you the one to advice me that I won’t succeed and forced my parents for a job’ thought the young lady.

                “Come home by 9.” Said a concerned mom to her daughter,

                “But, why does he get to stay out the whole night.” She pointed her finger towards her brother!

                ‘Apparently, men are victims of rape’ society believes!

                “Raise them to respect women!”

                “Oh you are so weak, a guy doesn’t cry. Don’t be such a sissy.”

                ‘I’m a human, and we do end up being emotional at some point of time.

                But, why it is okay to be a tomboy but to be a sissy is not okay!’

                “He loves him. She loves her. He loves her. She loves him.”

                Wish love was this simple. But some believe it is unnatural.

                There’s a ban on spreading love, what’s tomorrow, it’s sophistical.

                One can’t have a say on what one should eat,

                Wait, was it mentioned that it’s a democratic nation we live in?

                Why throw the garbage in dust bin?

                Doing everything illogical and not calling it a sin,

                Well that’s something.

                Let’s see how the story ends;

                “Hey, I have an opinion!” shouted a common man.

                “Your voice will die, just like the others did.” Whispered thousands of men!

Oh, we are definitely free!

                Wars are fought; hatred is spread. Why is it necessary?

                Live in peace and come together, isn’t that what humanity is supposed to be?

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                This may not be a situation everywhere, but it is a major concern. Please don’t turn a blind eye towards these concerns. Development takes place by coming together, not by killing each other!

              Do let me know what you think of this. You are welcome to share it! Will be back with another post. Until then just LIVEyOURLIFE!