Brand new ending..

Everybody wants everything
Everybody needs love
Everybody seeks peace
Everybody craves power
Everybody longs for that special one
Everybody desires happiness
Everybody avoids pain
Everybody loves smiles
Everybody deserves care
Everybody looks for beauty
Everybody wants to write their own story
But as each story has many characters
And each one of those
Impacts on the script
Similarly, each one of our known
And sometimes unknown people has a role
In OUR STORY
And shapes the events of it
And hence the ending we think for
OUR STORY doesn’t always take place
Something different
Something Beautiful
Sometimes worst
Also happens
And we have to accept it
Let the ending be written as it happened
We can imagine and write it as a
Brand New ending
Just as we thought it would be
But man, not always it happens
Ad hence let others also
Be a part of OUR STORY
And write their part
In their own hand
And I assure you
They will try to make
YOUR STORY more beautiful
By making their character the Protagonist
And hence the plot becomes
Powerful and twistful
With many MANY
Good characters
And hence the ending
Is more PERFECT than your
Brand New ending..

P.S. : I have been listening to LOST STARS since today morning(in loop) and got Brand New Ending from there 😉

Magicians in Poets..

“Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings — stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again. “

— Greg Bear

Do you agree?

Can a pen be mightier than a sword AGAIN?

Thanks to Mon for nominating me for Quotes challenge 🙂

Something..

I always think of writing something unique

Something which will be applauded

Something which will shake the mental stability of the readers

Something which has the power to speak for itself

Something which makes a difference

Something which stays in our brain cells for a long time

Something which ends in an unending manner

Something which is always and never present

Something which is exactly how you imagine

Something which is beyond your imagination

Something which is hated and loved at the same time

Something which is sometimes nothing

Something which starts and finishes and no one knows

Others matters..

Pray.

Kneel down.

Not because others do.

Not because others say.

But because we believe.

We believe in Him.

If not Him, then on a higher power.

On something bigger than humans.

On some miraculously magical energy.

Trust it.

Pray for it’s increased strength

Because we derive our strength from it.

Pray for it’s increased energy

Because we derive our energy from it.

Pray with a bigger heart.

Pray not only for ourselves

But also for others.

Because we are included in others.

He will not search for us

While showering His blessings.

He will sprinkle it on us.

On all of us.

The more we pray for all.

The more He sprinkles.

The more we get.

The more you get.

The more I get.

Don’t be selfish.

Or else you will be

Standing with an umbrella

Thinking the sprinkle as dust

Or a mild hail storm

And get naught.

While others around you

Will be celebrating.

So think of others also.

Not before yourself.

But think about them.

Others matters.

May be not to you.

But to Him.

To higher energy.

And you will be blessed accordingly.

DAY 4

This is in response to Kritika’s Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. Thank you Kritika for giving me this wonderful opportunity to express my thoughts in a different manner.

The challenge is – “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”

I would like to nominate Kriti for this challenge(Day 4).

Origin of Chaos- An Art of God??

There has been many times,

I have come across such questions & confusions,

Why disasters? Why chaos? Why God allows all this??

First I would like to tell,

that the presence of God is in doubt,

and if ever He is there, then He is not the strongest.

Because I think, God is an artist.

Think from an artist’s point of view.

An artist always want his art to speak for him,

And that’s why He made Humans, so that they will spread his word,

and Indeed, it turned out to be true.

Atleast for some centuries, but then Humans evolved,

as they were gifted with a BRAIN, so powerful, that God also HAD to bend his knee.

And my fellow beings, that is the beginning of misery, chaos and every negative thing,

so, please don’t blame God but blame this Brain, own-self for all the negative aspects of life.

And, blaming won’t take you far.

So instead, start correcting the ages of wrongness by a gentle, simple act of kindness,

by spreading a smile, and bit-by-bit, this World will be a better place for you and all the other people around you..

Betrayer to myself..

My eyes started betraying me, after the first sight of her,

as they refused to look at any other girl.

My mind started betraying me, after seeing her smile for the first time,

I can’t think of anyone else except that pretty face.

My hands started betraying me, by making silly mistakes while writing,

because in my mind, a Queen is ruling with her beauty.

My stomach started betraying me, by allowing the butterflies to fly,

when I saw that strand of her hair, being put behind her ears.

My lungs started betraying me, due to excess of sighing,

as I don’t know how to approach her and make things start.

My legs started betraying me, as I trip on a stone,

thinking about the next time I will look at her.

My lips started betraying me, smiling without any reason,

just a mere thought of her, makes my lips curve and my spirit up.

My heart started betraying me, making me fall for her,

I can’t sleep, can’t think straight, can’t do anything correct.

I betrayed myself, by giving her place in my heart,

and forgetting of not loving anyone anymore.

But, this is life and where there is life, there is love.

It will find you, and when it does, it will make you feel bare,

helpless, betrayed and the best of all, POWERFUL..