Life is a pleasure

LIFE IS A PLEASURE

Just look outside to that mysterious world,

some fight for the trees, some fight for rats.

But, you lucky!! getting fat.

When someone desires for the milk and the roasted fish,

you got that before you make the wish.

Every breath you take if without a mask, you are lucky.

People learn to earn at the age of five,

some reach countries, with some nice shoe and shine.

Ups and downs are just twists of life, become a strength for some wrecked or lost,

who is just tired of life.

                                   Be brave to compete, be aware of your actions.

Your actions can turn into someone’s power, you just don’t have the idea.

 

Be yourself

“Aanewala Pal Jaanewala Hai
Ho Sake To Iss Mein Zindagi Bitaado
Pal Jo Yeh Jaanewala Hai”- Kishore Kumar


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We all have our own kind of problems. We all have to deal with them alone.

Isn’t it better, to forget them for a while and to be yourself? No!

To be yourself: eat, cry, smile, fat and ugly,

allowing yourself to do things childishly.

Sometimes enjoying your silence, as if you are the most peaceful, take a glance,

allowing yourself to dance as if there are hampsters in your pants.

Sometimes angry as if someone stolen your food,

happy as if someone offers you a box full of chocolates and goods.

Talk to yourself, polite and gentle, praise yourself and be sexy,

and definitely, you will never get there if it isn’t risky.

At present, just live the freedom because there are already many who don’t have.

Past and future, everything, happens for good and will be awesome,

just live the present as if you got the last chance to live, you blossom.

Stop thinking about those empty heads and the hashtags,

allow yourself to be crazy and have a long bath with a washrag.

Let the statuses blown your real life. Let the hashtags feel the same way.

Don’t rush, be original. Just stay calm and slay.

 

 

 

 

 

YOU WILL FIND THE BETTER ONE

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I tried I tried I tried….

I tried my best, not to be imperfect, but the perfect you want.

not to be the same, but the different you want.

I tried to be that alluring as that of other ones.

I tried…

But, well! you will find the better one.

I tried to be your happiness, I tried to be your sadness, I tried to be the tough mess for you.

I tried to be your back, I tried to be your front, everything I can be in you.

I cried…

I cried for not being accepted as crazy I am, as weird I am, the dumb I am.

I endure you as the way you are, I never complaint,

but you never understand.

Well! you will find the better one.

It seems to be at home when I am with you. I learned something new every day with you.

All I know is you are my need, the soul needs a food and you are that feed.

Now, it’s just all fade away…

and definitely,

you will find the better one.

Now don’t pretend as if you cared, there’s nothing left to be shared.

Don’t pretend as if I were valued, don’t dare.

Don’t dare to be that damn fake, you shamed?

I swear I will not put that effort again because you taught me how easily feelings can be terminate.

I am sorry for not being the same.

Thanks for the lesson, how to authorize, now I can become the best adviser in the trade.

You always used to say, “I will find the better one.”

And I want to ask “so, do you got your better one?”

 

 

 

 

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BHEED ME ALAG, BHEED SE ALAG”

I read these lines somewhere, and I got so attached to it as if there is something to say.

And a little try, what it actually wants to say:-

People around this world is just a lie,

everything is temporary, everything is a lie.

And in this liar world, we never got the one who listens to us what we haven’t said.

This cruel world is busy making you a “lie”.

We are surrounded by the crowd,

Some quiet and some loud.

Some failed and some proud.

We have a lot, a lot to say, but we never.

                    ACTUALLY,

we want to be heard, the way we think,

not just words, but actions we did.

But the crowd let us flow according to them.

We want to be listened, exactly what we say,

not to pretend but actually to say.

But the crowd pretend as if we are insane.

We want to be accepted without a judgment,

not by clothes, not by looks, not even a flaunt.

But this crowd just listen to pretty faces.

Let the crowd mind their own business,

This attitude makes us “bheed se alag”.

Just do whatever your heart says (apne mann ki kro !!)

Because everything is a lie, and it should not affect you in anyhow.

Just do what you actually want to do, except suicide.

Let your actions make you “bheed se alag”.

Let the crowd follow your rules.

 

 

 

Life in a concrete jungle

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The jungle is what called a nature. The jungle is what called a squad of everything that naturally exists today. The jungle is what called the combination of sunshine, clear moonlights and a pool of oxygen. People were more comfortable in jungles, where life in the concrete jungle is life same as hell. People are so busy using technologies or whatever, that they forgot about rays of sunshine and moonlights.they forgot that even air exists or not. In this era of technology, people are so engaged with their silly works, they even forgot about their own needs. Those needs which are natural, which may be provided by nature only. Nature so-called pool of oxygen no more exists in concrete jungles. Voices of those little birds which make our mornings even better are lost somewhere. The food which we usually eat is not that pure. Even water nowadays worth money. Why? why this change being a big change for us. Ever thought about those trees, full of shadows, ever thought about those garden full of flowers, children playing those outdoor games, people were laughing, communicating, exchanging their thoughts. But today this concrete jungle just lead us to the road. This modern world on one side make us feel so comfortable with technologies and on the other hand, it makes us lazy as much as possible. This concrete jungle, huge cities, are the roots of those wealthy unhealthy people. People suffer from depressions, the heart fails, children don’t have opportunities to play outside. Traffic is just an another problem for those blinds and old. Everyone is just busy in this race of success in spite of responsible for healthy lives. Now it’s just what we say at last leads to some big explosion.Hope for the good.Thankyou!

Feelings

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Sometimes hidden, sometimes shown, but, all have some care and love. Maybe the actions may be the words, it’s all of the above.

When hidden, we can’t judge it, but when shown, just don’t pretend, you get nothing.

It may be for your family, for your friends, for your younger ones, or for your special ones,

Just SAY them honest. SHOW them as we show to a newborn.

Obviously a big car or steep clothes,  never become a part of your feelings.

 It’s not about to show how opulent you are but to give a little priority.

 Just imagine the feeling, if you are alone and a dog comes, sit with you, better.

When you are listening to your favorite music, that emotion.

 If someone feels for you,  appreciate it, please don’t make them feel ignored.It’s all about perspective.

Just don’t take it offensive;

But let me tell you, a small walk with a poor kid is much memorable than a long drive with your girlfriend, just try.

Try to give chocolates to the children, because they don’t need your attention.

Try to give roses to old people, because they just need your love.

Try to give time to your family, because they are the only interested people in your life.

And at last these actions may become more enduring if done with your special ones.

Maybe someone’s smile will make your day.

 I may not be able to express it well, but at least do try if you feel for something.

Let the music play


In this busy world, I felt like I am the only free.

People enlighten themselves with music when they are free.

Yes. It’s a fun for me.

For a while, I felt like I am dancing with the world music, which enlightens me.

Just imagine if this world is a disco platform, the day and night are the disco lights and we all are dancing.

We all are dancing with some beautiful calls, vox of bangles, vox of horns, vox of water, vox of birds romancing.

Wake up your inner peace, close your eyes and feel that music.

Travel Travel Travel.

Air, shavers, and the thundering shocks.

The bangles, the tick-tock clocks, clippety-cloppety of a horse.

Explore, travel and indulge it in you.

Listen to it closely, so fun and sweet as you.

Just enjoy the every tone of nature’s crew.

See, how beautifully it let us make a new move.

THE DIFFERENCE

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THERE IS NOTHING TO EXPLAIN IN THIS PIC, WHAT I OBSERVED IS:

THE DIFFERENCE. 

NOWADAYS PEOPLE  HAVE TIME TO CLICK PICS OF THEIR FOOD, BUT NO TIME  TO THANK GOD.

IN THIS PIC, IT IS CLEAR WHAT INDIAN CULTURE IS.

NOT ONLY CULTURE BUT FOR THE WHOLE WORLD, PRAYER IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING. BE GRATEFUL.

WE SHOULD ALWAYS THANK GOD, FOR NOT ONLY LUXURY BUT FOR THE ORDINARY.

MAY THE PERCEPTION IS NOT CORRECT, EVERYONE HAVE THEIR OWN.

SOME PEOPLE HAVE MONEY, BUT DON’T HAVE TIME TO EAT, WHERE POOR WILL ALWAYS THANK GOD, EVEN FOR A STALE FOOD.

SOMETIMES POOR LET US MAKE OUR HEADS DOWN IN FRONT OF THEIR ACTIONS.

THEREFORE, THE MAIN THING IS TO REMEMBER YOUR ACTUAL PLACE ON THIS EARTH BECAUSE NOBODY KNOWS GOD’S ACTUAL POWERS.

So just be “GRATEFUL” for the everything you have, whether a loss or profit, for your every breath, for your every meal, for the blessings.

There are so many animal and birds who are suffering from diseases even cancers, but they “ALWAYS” show love to every human who feeds them, just like this, we should thank God.

MAYBE YOUR THANKS WILL BE CONSIDERED AS A PROFIT FOR THE FUTURE.

My pillow

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It’s time to sleep now, cmon let’s start the conversation, pillow said.

That voice just attracted me towards the bed.

It’s time to think about the things which don’t even exists, I thought.

Your pillow listens it all without any complaint, pillow said.

Now I am in my dream, sitting in a flying car.

Then all of a sudden car changes to an albatross and the trip ends to the red carpet for the stars.

Lights, camera and action and I just crossed the china wall.

Hey!! Harry Potter calls me, I am like nice to meet you, and I fall.

I fall on the bed and face a minor heart attack.

Don’t worry!! you are safe.

Well, I saw your dream, it’s just a secret between you and me, my pillow said.

I wish I could restore that dream in me, I thought.

‘coz every dream has its different story.