Life and Passion

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 stive!

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 an 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.

I’ve been here for so long,
I don’t know how I ended being this strong!
I’ve seen things around me falling apart,
Calling me towards my unhappy past!
Loud, those noises may have been,
But, there is a lot throughout my journey, I have seen.
Holding on, staying strong, I know it’ll help me in going far!
All by my side was that one thing, the kept me hooked to that star!
My love for poetry, immeasurable it may be,
All I know, it made me believe in me!
All I know, it did make me free!
All it did, was prove how passion does matter in shaping in a destiny!

Everyday, all I pray, is for a future that I always wanted to see
A world where people rise above what they have been groomed to be,
More than a puppet, that is stuck in a routine,
Chasing something that they have created an illusion of in their dream!

Hope this poem helps you in any way! Oh, one person who could be an inspiration in this sense could easily be Beethoven. His love for music never left to cease even after his hearing ability began to deteriorate!

Do drop in your thoughts on this poem and will be back with another post soon! Like and share it, if you feel life here can get better!

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.

Is Art Necessary!

Is there a part of you,

That loves to hum to your favourite tune?

Is there a part of you,

That wants to be a part of a story, you just read through?

Oh child, if all these are true,

Then, art has had it’s effect on you!

Could you just imagine a day now,

Where all you could do is work,

And your life would just go idly by,

No memories, no emotions, even if you’d want to, you couldn’t cry

Because, all you’d be is just a droid with a useless heart!

Music, art and poetry, help us make and shape our soul,

Oh Child, so why do we mock them, for they are the one makes us human!

There are some creations that give us hope,

There are some pieces that help us gain control,

There are some songs that reminds us of our home!

Art is something, connects us all,

Art can bring peace in the midst of a war,

Art is all I could ask for,

Because darling, art is the language of love!

I wouldn’t have heard or seen an artist piece, never has there been a day,

And never will I deny that, their work has changed me in a way.

If you know me or have read my old posts, you may know how much I love art and artists too. Art has changed me, in a way, I could never explain. Art is an essential tool for survival, if you have been following my blog, you’d remember a post wherein, I looked into what would’ve happened if there was no art.

But, why is art important though?

Art is a result of curiosity and satisfaction. A human mind, over the years has used creativity to grow as a species, today, we use that creativity to channel a part of our soul into our creations, that is why we it is easy as a human for us to connect ourselves to any art, be it a song, an art or even a simple poetry.

Art, today has become a food for our soul, and that is why it helps us be ourselves. It helps us be in control and that is why, it ends us giving hope that one day, our life will also be perfect, just like that piece of art.

To put it in a different way, art provides us with a sense of belonging. As, human is a social creature in the end, we love to belong to a group we closely relate ourselves with. And most of the times it wouldn’t be difficult for us to notice that art is just a reflection of our culture.

Art sometimes helps us being emotional. It makes sure our soul has felt something, and when our soul feels something, it makes us more human. We may have created art, but in the end, art is the one that shaped us.

Many artists over the years have left a mark in the human history, but not all may be relevant to our time and lifestyle, so I’d love to leave you with a few words by a couple of great artists:

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You could read more about how art affects us through over here:

Why do humans make art!

After I read a lot about how art actually shaped us, I’m proud to say that I’m a fellow artist. Thank you for reading, do let me know what your thoughts on art are! I’ll be back with another post (soon, I hope) until then, #LIVE_yOUR_LIFE and #StandUpForHumanity. I’ll leave it unto you to decide whether art is necessary!

 

If you can’t stand up, leave.

Sting! Sting! Sting!

My head started to sting!

All I could do was let that hideous thought, kill my spirit,

I write my feelings out,

But then there comes in this guy

Being all smart and sick,

“Stop trying to get attention!”

Perhaps, your skull is so thick,

Can’t you understand,

Your one word may foever leave a mark.

One may be a Tony Stark,

Or even an Arya, hell even Sansa Stark!

Every one has to face struggle and sometimes they need help.

So, stop trying to be the cool guy with an attitude,

Playing with someone’s feelings, you are a fool.

We know you care for none but yourself,

But at least, use your peanut sized brain,

Oh wait, I forgot you lost your sesne of humanity,

Sometimes, it takes time to develop an immunity, for your stupidity.

Grow up and stop normalizing bullying and shaming.

For you never know, your child may be next.

If you can’t love or stand up for someone,

Just sit or better yet leave their space, for that ain’t no crime.

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Hey everyone, I was actually working on something else, but these verse actually came into my mind, so I continued with them.

I’ve voiced a lot of times against bullying and shaming. Well, the response I’ve received for those is actually mixed. I wonder why!

Most of them who read them, agreed to the fact that bullying and shaming need to be stopped. That’s good, isn’t it?

Perhaps, but, we have a lot on stake. There were people who actually felt, bullying and shaming is just a form of joke that a kid needs for them to become strong.

Big and huge person, with six senses and a highly developed brain, say what!!

No, nope, ne, non, nein, net, nahi.

I know people personally who have gone through bullying and shaming. It leaves a huge scar on their life for ever. If left ignored, it creates a huge hole in their life that it makes them unable to fill it up, and when it is too late, no amount of help is enough.

When someone actually conjures the strength to actually move on, and ask for help, it is our duty as a human to actually help them, no matter who they are.

I started this blog just for this purpose.

Parents, especially need to start intervening into these matters.

Also, I’d love to point out that there’s no social skill or any professional skilll to be gained by actually shaming people, except maybe a few laughs here and there with a pinch of popularity among your so called “friends”. But believe me, the hatred the victim may have for you, is nothing compared to that.

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In one of my previous posts, I had mentioned how CBSE had taken action on Bullying and many colleges have banned ragging. But, I have not seen any development since then. It’s like all the media and the government is interested in, is animals.

Will be back with an amazing post; until then, #LIVEyOURLIFE and #STANDUPFORHUMANITY.

Relation-SHIP

Relations are really tricky, I mean very tricky to handle and sometimes, when one cannot maintain it, it can loosen-up and sometimes it could break, but on worst cases, it could sink.

I am not going to get deep into it, but there is a small insight I would love to share it with you, which would be right after the poem:

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PS. Things written in Italic is said by person A and the one in Bold is person B.

It was a blur, the love we had,

Never had I seen it fade to dust,

I thought, all was based on trust.

Trust I had, so did you,

But, you thought me as a fool,

In the end all I could say,

You were so far away from the truth.

You let us die,

You let the world fill us with lies.

Urgh, stop complaining, all I can hear are your cries.

No, I never let us die.

Stop and listen for a fact that you always deny,

You say you love me, where were you when all I wanted was a ear,

You say we were made for each other, but you argue over every little thing

All you did was made me suffer.

You think, I caused the mess,

But in reality, you wouldn’t worry, for you had your pretty dress.

Yes, happiness I did find, in the smallest of things,

Late at night, when all you wanted was some fun after drinks,

Never did you care what I wanted and what I need,

All you wanted me to do was to make you something for your mouth to feed.

Oh, I didn’t think we had such a deed,

When you came in with all your greed.

I thought you loved me for who I am,

Not for my net worth,

I needed you the most when I lost my career,

But all you did was make me fear.

Fear that you’d leave me alone for me to suffer the pain.

But I acted like that, so you could get back up,

And fight your way to the top,

So, you’d realize things are not given but gained.

And I did that, thinking I didn’t provide you more,

I forgot what emotion was,

And that’s what brought me, such a huge loss.

This may be a short poem, but it recognizes the need to talk among ourselves. We have become so much needy that we end up misinterpreting what other person is trying to convey.

It’s about time we mature up and forget things like, “Hey, you know what, that person hasn’t wished on my birthday, so I won’t wish them.”  Who doesn’t like to be wished on their birthdays! But, that doesn’t mean, we have to be mad at them for forgetting it.

There are reasons why people fail to maintain relationships and number one being CAREER. It’s tough to actually maintain relations, when you have to build up on your dream.

Second, PRIORITIES. Yes, everyone has a priority. I may be a priority to someone, but they may not be on my priority list, but that doesn’t mean that I hate them or I don’t talk with them, I can say that I will be there for them, when they need me.

Third, being the attitude, behaviour and culture. People have different attitudes. Some people love having a dozens of people hanging around with them, while some may prefer being just by them-self or may only want to hang out with a couple. It becomes, difficult to maintain relations with both. Since you may never know, who the former person is close to, or you may never end up knowing their true self. While for the latter, it’s really difficult to get into their zone and making sure they let you stay.

“If you want to maintain a relationship, you have to work hard to maintain it.”

Some may have grown up with the culture that suits them, they might hate a change in their lifestyle, that’s why they choose to be among similar groups.

If you find anything wrong, first talk with them.

Ask them what it is. If the mistake is on you, don’t give excuses and be mature, accept it. If it is not your fault, make them realize their worth.

Make sure, you are there for them, listen to what they have to say, don’t give solutions, you are listening. If they don’t respond, let them be. Give them space and time to heal. If you feel, you cannot wait a long time, that person is not the right person for you. But if you can wait, then you’ll realize how important that person is in your life, make sure you are there when they are ready to heal.

Similarly, if a person doesn’t listen to you, they may be busy with their life, so don’t hate on them. Let them live and find a new ear to rant to, but don’t you let your heart die of hope. If no one is listening, what you feel, let it flow in various other forms. (Not violently though)

I’d love to close off with this statement, “Don’t have any attachments, if you hate being broken.”

Hope you enjoyed this one, will be back with another post, until then, #LIVEyOURLIFE and #BeLive in yourself.

Death is inevitable


Why are we so afraid to die?
While, truly, the whole concept of reality is a lie.
It’d be a simple task to run away,
And it seriously takes huge courage to stay.
Yes, sometimes, life may seem to be dead,
And we fail to realise there’s still an unconquered path ahead.
Sometimes, failure breaks our heart into pieces,
But one who sits idly and mourns over it is the one who actually losses.
Crawl. Walk. Run. Fly. Fall.
Make mistakes, and stand tall.
People may stalk, talk and may also laugh,
Just let them be!
Because, there’s more to you than just being a gossip queen.
That haven’t seen the hell we were raised in,
They won’t realise the pain that we have survived in.
A dead life may seem a better option than hell most of the time,
But well, why not love and serve and get the heaven we truly deserve.
Death ain’t a thing to be scared of,
Like life, it’s a step into a new era,
Not yet discovered and not yet seen.
Maybe that’s why we find death terrifying.
The time we get in between life and death is minimal and equal to most of them,
So, why not do something great and remain a legend,
Instead of being a mystery in the unsearched and unrecorded history.
Death is inevitable, so don’t frighten,
Just live your life and spread peace, because in reality life is beyond what we can imagine.