An Unfulfilling Circle


Just another day of toil, it was for that guy,

Years of working hard, he had lost his hope that one day, this life would bring him peace.

Waking up and following that routine life,

To catch that scheduled rail, every day, he would strive!

Just another day of this charades he thought this would be,

But things never remain the same, and that day was one such instance,

Listening to the customized playlist of his, he continued his day.

Observing the entire crowded space, he could wonder what their stories would be.

Someone reading that fiction, that was a major hit,

While some listening to the old classics!

Gossip around the air, among that group of three,

Some kid, trying to get free, because of the unending curiosity.

And sometimes he could see familiar faces, living the same life.

Looking at this, did lighten his heart, as he starts his day,

Reaches his workspace and greets the ones he knew,

As the day kept going, he did feel exhausted,

Never was a point in his career, was his work appreciated,

By the end of the day, he kept asking himself, why he entered this field,

He just had his fake smile on him, and got up as he thought he was done for the day,

Well, the 9-5 job did think otherwise, and he had to stay back,

The energy to continue though, he did lack.

And finally, when he did leave, he looked around, there was not a single soul around him that he could see.

The walk back to get that rail, made him feel a bit frustrated,

A long weekend ahead it was, and the crowd did multiply,

He felt, how long would he let the job kill him like this

And this led him to again observe the things around him,

Looking around and guessing every one’s story,

He soon started to realise,

His life was far better than those whose life was filled with lies,

His heart, though broken, still had hope.

He could do better in life for he had so much more of strength and source that some did lack.

All he had to do was take that leap of faith,

But, he never did, for he lived in his comfort zone,

All this time, he just wanted to play it safe,

Forgetting his dreams to be free from things around him,

Yet giving his life a meaning!

All he wanted in life was to inspire someone,

So, he went back to his base,

And picked up his weapon that defined him truly,

He cleared the dust of the constant pressure of the society,

And started to write,

The feeling of purity started to flow back to him,

He wrote something of that sort after a while,

While writing, his eyes did fill, while he had a small smile,

For he knew, this is something people would like.

And he did not stop that night,

He went on for hours,

Until he finished his piece

That eventually gave his heart some peace!

All it took, was just another bad day,

And some stories to get him back on his way.

 

An unfulfilling circle, life is. We run and run and run only to eventually return at same spot we started, while expecting things to change.

It is often at such stages of life, people tend to forgo their happiness for the sake of things that matter for only some time, but I feel, life would be way better, if they did stick to what they love doing.

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Peace – Do we deserve it!

Human. 

A petty little creature it is.

Prays only when it falls,

Never working to find out the cause.

Laughs and dances all night long.

Starts bashing and boasting as soon as it’s dawn.

Peace it needs,

But does it deserve, is the question.

Hell and tortures we brought unto ourselves,

So, stop demanding like we are a princess.

We brag of human rights and equality,

But there are some still dying of hunger and are still thirsty,

And all we do is say, “Oh, what a pity!”

A man expresses his feelings, by crying,

Gets bashed, for being a sissy. 

Oh, but look at that tomboy, whom we end up complimenting.

She expresses her opinion but is ignored totally.

He gives the same opinion and is rewarded, well, that’s funny,

Because, this is what we call equality.

Humanity, someone says it exists,

But, wasn’t he the one who was back-bitching about one of his “ex-es”!

A child gets bullied, ain’t that fault of the bully’s parent?

“Oh no, why would we teach our kids to bully!”

Er, you could teach them not to do that!

Or presumably help them sort their mental health out!

We criticize the victims of rape and harrasments being weak,

But, never have we understood the necessity to teach.

Teach your child, it’s not okay to hurt others, mentally and physically.

Teach them the need of responsibility.

Only then, we will be free.

Only then, we will truly deserve peace.

Also, Teach the one you know, those drugs would end up being costly.

If they don’t listen, let them go, you don’t need that kind of negativity. 

Human.

No matter how petty it is.

It is capable of achieving great things.

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Suicide – Does it really help?

Screaming with some pain,
Singing my sorrow song,
I was going along,
Because, everyone drove me insane.
Never had I thought, my life would be such a mess,
With every turn, I get filled up with stress.
Why oh why, don’t we have a button to alert any distress!

It’s about time that I had confessed.

They say, “A friend in need is a friend indeed”.
So, I want you to listen, just once I plead.
You always have something to say,
But to hear me out, not even an heed you’d pay.

I hit rock-bottom years ago, when people started to ignore me,
I tried to fit in, because, people not doing that were tagged silly.
Every time I felt the urge to be funny,
They would look back at me, I swear, it was always scary.

Develop sense of humour, you said.
But, to insult someone’s dignity, and lose my respect,
These things are actually worse than death.
I’d prefer staying in hell, if humans don’t learn.
I tried to be perfect by not talking out about my depression,
But, by the time I understood the need to heal,
It had almost won.

Those tearless cries,
Those noiseless screams,
Dull was the feeling portrayed by every colour
And I felt the need to kill myself every other hour.

My dreams, my passion, were of no importance, I could see,
But to watch them being burned down alive, tore my soul
No one to talk to, no one to be with, being an introvert,
It was supposed to be my heaven.
But, this was a misery that I wish no one should face.

No other option felt better than to give up,
But just the day before I planned to leave this place,
Hope was given to me by the person I expected the least
She did look like a cold-hearted person, but her heart melted when she found her one,
‘Patience’ is a virtue that will give you a huge reward, I realized that day.
And hope is something, you should never abandon on the way.

Thus, my journey to a great life began.
With the love of my life who saved a soul from doing a horrid mistake,
Suicide is the worst option,
To get out of depression.
And to hang oneself or to tease others,
Is not considered as fun!


  Suicide, today has become a rising issue. It may seem the easiest option to end all troubles, but please before you do consider that, think about your family, friends or colleagues. They may hate you for taking such a decision. If you don’t have anyone to talk to, you can contact the helpline services that are available. If you are not comfortable with that, you can very well contact us. We will be very happy to be your friend and help you out in dealing in a crisis.

  To others, Mental health is a major health concern that has to be given equal or more importance to, since kids learn from adults. We as a society must make sure, everyone is happy and everyone is in peace both physically and mentally. So, if you can’t help a person in such stages, at least don’t tease them or torture them.

  Please, spread the message. There is always hope. There is always love. Spread Love, Spread Hope and Spread Life.

“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”
― Vincent Van Gogh

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