The voice of Time & Happiness

Have you ever seen me? Have you ever touched me? Have you ever heard my voice? Do you ever imagine how do I look? No?  Well, but I exist. Everywhere. The harsh truth is: No one really believes in me. I have seen the very first formation of life as bacteria and algae to stars and galaxies. I remember everything about everyone.  Their past, present and future. The thing is that I can’t speak on my own, unless I really want to. I am bound to the one Superpower, about whom I wouldn’t speak anything.

It has been just a few years for me. Let’s say from the early stone age to modern day world. I have seen people evolve, technology evolve. But they haven’t really evolved from within. They have actually become darker with regards to their thoughts and nature. They are scared of the society. The social class. The society they made themselves. They can have what they want, at times, but they don’t stretch their hands to hold it because of social awareness. They do what they don’t want. And they do nothing for what they actually want. Reasons may be many. It’s true for most of the situations.

Well, that’s just one aspect of life. Now, something about one thing which everyone might agree. Every action has consequences. Every word, spoken or written, has consequences. Even someone’s silence does have massive consequences. No action has consequences, too. Dig a little deep into your minds and take a little leap of faith. For there is nothing wrong with taking an action which could result in something you dream. Something you desire.

Now, let me tell you a little story about ocean tides: Once the tides yelled at me that they are tired of their routine exercises on and off the shores. That was the only time I saw them come to me. They didn’t come after that day. Reason?  I said, “All right. You are asking me for something against your nature.  So you want to stay at the same place like waiting for someone? Right?  Fine. You can take rest. But sooner than later you will not be fine. You will stink. Shout for help. But no one would hear you then. And if that happens, don’t you come to me again.”  Hence, it goes this way, “Time and tide wait for none.”

Can you relate this to human nature? What am I trying to tell? There is always going to be ups and downs in life like tides. That is the very part of everyone’s life. No one is truly happy or truly sad here. If you think a king is happy, you are wrong. There’s a proverb:  “Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.”

If you think that a poor family is sad, well, not always. Their happiness is when the Mother sees her little children have their meals after a day of work. The Father earns for  the happiness of the kids. So there is little  happiness there, isn’t it? True happiness is something which I have seen elude many, many over the ages.  If you can’t relate to  this, you got to get under the skin of people to truly understand why and how they are what they are. And then you’d find the true meaning of happiness.

Now, wrapping off  this little text for your convenience. The future: Everyone cares and is scared of what future holds for them, right? Well, it’s good to plan for the future. But do not let it ruin your present. For I have seen a lot of time people waste in their lives waiting, waiting and waiting for the “right time”. That makes me wonder when I was wrong?  Right?

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P.S.: Isn’t this post classic? I am not trying to praise my work. This was not written by me. This was written by my cousin, the one who wrote THE DARK SIDE OF LOVE & THE COLOUR OF WATER. He is a blessing to me and helps me in my shortcomings. Hope he writes more and shares with all of us. Today’s song pick is Layla of Eric Clapton 🙂

The Colour of Water

The other day, I had been to a scenic waterfall near a village in the North-East. I had a real crappy day until then. It was almost dusk – with the reflection of the Sun dazzling on the flowing water on the rocks. It was cold. And I reflected on my life. Life so far. The moments of ecstasy and of agony came rushing into my head. I lost control of myself. Drowned in thoughts. And the sound of the waterfall made it more intense. Before I realised, a tear rolled down from my cheek and dropped into the water. I heard its voice when it met the water. But I couldn’t find it where it went with the flow. I didn’t realise that it was almost dark, until a friend of mine came to me, searching and calling my name. He found me. I asked him to sit beside me for a while. And he did.

“What’s wrong with you, mate?” he asked.

“You know, brother, I was wondering how pure love and relationships could be. You see, this flowing water? And the rocks beneath? It’s so pure. It’s its nature, to be pure. Even if you dump dirt, garbage in it, eventually it will wash them with itself and reflect purity again. It doesn’t need anyone to help it. It is water, it’s pure. All it needs is to look down, flow downstream. You see, when I tried to wash my face, I was shocked to see my reflection. Then it washed away everything. I felt all new. Such has been relationships – when we see a downstream, it is actually washing away the impurities. It makes it transparent. Such is the colour of love compared to that of water. Both are same. And both do the same work.”

“Yes, you’re right brother,” replied my friend. “I am with you. Now, come on. Cheer up. You are the best person I know of. Come, the bus is awaiting us on the other side of the ‘road’. You know that.”

“Road?”

“Yes, brother.”

“Oh, yes. The road, of course. The dust again.”

P.S.: Isn’t this post classic? I am not trying to praise my work. This was not written by me. This was written by my cousin, the one who wrote THE DARK SIDE OF LOVE. He is a blessing to me and helps me in my shortcomings. Hope he writes more and shares with all of us. Today’s pick is Riders on the storm of The Doors 😉

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Contradicting thoughts

Sometimes
No, many times
I face a dilemma
That how can
I sway sides
And still not
Curse myself
For the instability
There are days
When I consider
Myself good
And a sane guy
And then the switch
Is pressed
The tables are turned
The tides rise high above
The horizon seems to move more farther
Stability just becomes a hollow word
Hell lose free
I become a devil
Devil for me
Devil for most
And I start thinking all bad
And somehow I get through it too
Just like everything else
And then the contradiction phase
Starts and I think
Why this happens?
Is it just me?
It sure isn’t just me
But it can be only me too
If it’s only me
Then I gotta find a solution to this
Or give up
But if it’s with others too
Then I gotta make sure
That I let everybody know this
And in return
Get some inputs
But most don’t care
About what’s happening with me
Because of the same reason
That I don’t care
What’s happening with them
So the no.of inputs decrease
But no matter the inputs
Come or not
Deep within I know
The present is perfect
Good or bad is an illusion
And living the present
In the best possible way
Is the best possible thing
I can do to keep
These contradicting nature at bay

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P.S.: Weekend is here but it’s 3:30 am here & no particular song is coming to me. Feel free to share any of your present favorites here 😉 Goodnight!

The fall and the grief..

I haven’t said

That I love you

And there’s no need also

I know I love you

You know I love you

And when you avoid me

Because you are confused

About your thing for me

I become a bit depressed

And confuse myself

And all I have to do is

Look at your pictures

Your smiles

Your eyes

Your nature

It makes me fall in love

With you

Over and over again

And falling is not bad

Falling is heaven

Falling is calm

Falling is serene

I feel alive

Its when I hit the ground

Grief shows up

So if I keep on falling

I am always in heaven

Being worried about the grief

Means I am not living my life

So when the grief time nears

I make sure I find

Another reason

Excluding the previous

Million reasons

To fall for you again

By enjoying the fall

And feeling the heaven

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I wonder what you wonder..

I wonder

What you wonder

When you are traveling

Back home

Looking out of the window

Thinking what not

About life and relations

And forgivesness and God

I want you to tell me all

What you feel

What you think

What you want

What you need

I want to sit

By your side

And travel

To your destination

I want to be

By your side

And share your journey

I don’t want to talk

While we are traveling

Just sit by your side

And letting you

Do what you want to do

Not interrupting

Your train of thoughts

Your gaze at the beauty of nature

The presence of peace

Reflecting on your cheeks

Just want to gaze at you

And just when you realize

I have been staring

Long enough

And you turn your head to me

I will look

At my phone

And act as if

I don’t know

Who the hell

Is sitting by my side

And play games

And I know you will

Turn away asap

Because you hate people

Playing games in phones

And then again

I will do what I like doing

Staring at you

When you are busy

Staring outside window