Others and us

Sometimes it feels like
We know others better
Than we know ourselves
And it feels true
And it is true too
In today’s world
We’re bombarded with so much information
We try to apply it all
Our knowledge about others
And we feel pride
That we know and sometimes
We judge others too
Not realizing
That if we would apply the same
On to ourselves
We would have become a more better person
A more understanding person
And this would lead us to more happiness
Because we would know how and what to tune in ourselves
To link to the channel of happiness
Now that we know more about others
We decide frequently
To try to find someone new
To know
To understand
And hence we keep on hoping from person to person
What would be ideal is?
Knowing thyself
Believing in us
And trying to talk
Trying to communicate
And express
And live a life of abundance

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AtoZ challenge Day11 (K for K*#$)

Namaste to all the people out there.

“Smiles here & smiles there” has gone 1 level up from 1st April. I have made a YouTube channel in which I will share inspirational thoughts & other random yet relevant thoughts & also some of my personal experiences. You can subscribe to the channel @ Darshith Badiyani.

Check out the video on alphabet ‘K’. This video has a guest appearance from someone who is special to me ❤

P.S.: You can always like/comment/share/subscribe to my YouTube channel to get direct notifications. People who inspire me with alphabet ‘K’ from the blogging world are Kriti & Kritika

Realization

What?

That is impossible. I don’t accept it. It is illogical.

How can I grow when time has stopped? I mean think, all the clocks in this world have stopped ticking & it is the same since I DON’T KNOW because time has stopped. Stopped DEAD! I am thinking and it implies that the second hand should do “its thing” of ticking faster than the other two hands. But it ain’t. And as it isn’t ticking, the other two are stagnant.

This is causing a fucking headache. Why is it happening? Is it just in my head? I am feeling dizzy. Short of breath. Oh! I think, I know the reason for all these things. I am dying and that’s why everything has stopped. Oh now I know, this is the time when I have to reminisce all of the good, the bad & the ugly moments of my life. No! Only the good. Who cares about the bad & the ugly? 

This is just a moment but it feels like it is made of years and decades & centuries from within. I am dying but with the good memories running as a slideshow in my head, I want to live. I have never wanted to stay more alive. Something’s kicking from inside asking me to stop all this & get out of this thing. I hate this feeling of being dead. Time being dead. When time stops dead, I am dead. We are all dead.

I have never experienced real death like this before but I have come very close to this feeling. You ask when?

It was when I failed in my Graduation final year. I realized that I have to study one more year and I was no way more knowledgeable than I was the year before. I wasted my whole year. From that day, I made a promise to myself that I won’t waste even a single day. There is so much to learn out there, only if we are open to see it and learn from it. And irrespective of whether we are alive or dead or forgotten, things will be moving because we will be wanting to learn. The day we stop to learn is the DOOMSDAY for us. We may take some time to realize it but let’s just hope that we realize it before it’s too late.

I woke up at the rising tone of my phone’s alarm and all sweaty. I was panting as if I just had been racing against Usain Bolt. Reality struck me, I was late for my final year exam of Graduation and was hoping against hope while traveling to college that WAS MY REALIZATION A BIT LATE?

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

P.S.: Don’t just sit back and relax. Go, learn but remember to visit again 😀 Happy weekend and today’s pick is Hotel california of Eagles 🙂

Feel good factor

I was the victim
I was tortured
Given slow poison
Just like a Boiling frog
I was a
Home to convicts
Home to rapists
Home to scandals
Home to rackets
Home to many evil forms
But all these things changed
Times changed
All the torture
And crimes and scandals
Were always buried
And no one was informed
About them
And hence
Cracks started to
Form on my face
Wrinkles were seen
With each crime
Patches were formed
On my body
Blood clots
Degrading my beauty
All these things
Were making me
Uglier and weaker
But not anymore
I am becoming beautiful again
My glow is returning
My positives vibes
Are feeling powerful again
Because the crimes are reported
Events are shared
Awareness are broadcasted
And with it
People are becoming alert
People are becoming knowledgeable
People are being conscious
People are using technology
To spread awareness
And with awareness
I am being the old me again
I am loving the feel-good factor
I am tomorrow’s survivor
On the path of survival
Trying with all my might
To cross the hurdles
I am the World
I am your Earth
And Internet
and awareness are
Trying to beautify me as before
Though some scars will be left
But those will remind me
Of the evolution
I have been through
This journey of evolution
Is the learning phase
And I am still learning

Credits to worth1000.com

 

This week’s topic was ‘A world without internet’

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

P.S.: Today’s pick is Walking on the stars of Group 1 crew 😉 Happy Saturday ❤

Sewed with Good Intentions..

You don’t have an ounce of knowledge

How I live my life

How I tackle with situations

How I confront my mistakes

How I accept the unavoidable

How I go an extra mile for some

How I pull out for the undeserving

How I became the one I am today

How I sometimes try to multi-task and succeed

How I just can’t do a small simple thing

How I smile outside with pain inside

How I manage my time to make you feel okay

How I sacrifice things to see you happy

How I smile seeing others at peace

How I feel guilt with others in pain

How I cry in restroom so that no one sees

How I laugh loudly to let others know I am okay

How I stand for things that always fall

How I give up on things that remained forever

How I feel alone with people everywhere around me

How I like being busy always so that no bad thoughts will come to me

How I sleep less hours to make sure I do what’s good for all

How I feel when I am in love with a gal

How I help you bring your feel-good-factor back

How I want to go to sleep when in anger and sadness

How I enjoy so much of that power nap

How I try to wake early for some purpose but fail

I am just a human filled with failures, regrets, success, hope, love, anger, sadness, emotions, guilt, truth, hard work,

But all sewed up with good intentions.