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The Guide | English Poetry
The Guide | English Poetry
It is not only that the travels require a guide. It is in the journey of life that we require a guide every time and everywhere. To that Guide of life is this poem dedicated to.
With Gods grace, we were brought,
And With pampering, we were taught,
With smiles, we were left in the world,
To live the life which we dream of.
We didn’t know how or what
And We didn’t know when and were
We were alone, we were unaware,
In the midst of the world, we were there,
Brow sweating,y eyes were dull,
Future was dark, with no one to help.
Suddenly felt the feel,
Someone’s touch was like a heal,
The held my hands and initiated a step,
Supported and took me to the next lap,
Made me aware of the path of life,
Made me understood the reasons to describe,
Helped me to break the barriers of thought,
Brought me out of the drought.
Darkness was gone, life was full of light,
It was only “YOU-The Guide” who made my LIFE worth A LIFE.
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The Guide | English Poetry
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Ramta Jogi | Hindi Poetry
Ramta Jogi | Hindi Poetry
Sometimes the name you associate with has an identity in itself.
Vo rango se bani na rangoli jaane,
Na diyon se roshan diwali,
Apno, begaano ki na samaj use,
Na samje vo duniyadari.
Hai gham aur khushi se anjana,
Par na kisi sukoon se vanchit vo,
Na hai moh use kuch paane ka,
Hai apni duniya mein sanchit vo.
Chand, Suraj hai dost uske,
Timir, prakash se uski yaari,
Bheed karti tanha usko,
Tanhahi sang uski saajhedari.
Apni soch hai pyaari usko,
Rehta vo sapno mein khoya,
Khaalee panno mein uska man,
Kalam ke sang vo har pal hoya.
Sab chehro pe laga mukhota,
Uski ankhein ayina,
Kaid hue sab ek chalave mein,
Usko bandishon ka koi dar na,
Har koi sehma waqt ke age,
Majboriyon ne bandhe sabko dhage,
Aise palon ko bhi vo jee raha hai,
Shabd jodh kar kahaniyan see raha hai.
Na sadhu, na hai sant kahin ka,
Na kisi parvat ka hai vo yogi,
Apni ramat mein ramta jata,
Ye to bus hai Ramta jogi.
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The Last Option | Life Blog
The Last Option | Life Blog
“You pass years with me and on a random Sunday walk by the roadside you see love flourishing between a couple in a way you have not seen.”
On the similar lines, comes the next blog titled,
“The Last option”.
Beginning
In this always-changing scenario, even love has lost its piousness and understanding. It has moved away from having love and living it, to achieving it that too at a priority.
Priorities always give a feeling of confidence. To be treated at priority boosts self-confidence and ego. To be an object of someone’s love or desire gives an edge over the others. And so even in case of trying to get love, everyone; loves to be loved at first rather than waiting with patience for having it with time. To be the first choice; first attention or someone’s first love is something that becomes more important than the person whose attention is supposed to be craved.
Love takes place in confusion and gets lost in maturity. We meet people, like them, date them, love them, and get committed. Slowly with time and the issues of life and love, we move out of them. Love withers. We move and make new memories, prepare ourselves to love someone again. The cycle of love thus continues.
Middle
Maybe, I am not comfortable with the moving on thing. I am not ok being the “first-person”; with the idea of loving again and again or getting accepted and rejected and continuing this vicious circle of love. Maybe what I want is to be happy and be with someone who feels happy with me. But this happiness should not be for a particular time period, it should be as long as our existence prevails.
I want to be in an aura of love where emotions and feeling exists; where love is valued and felt and should not come only as a part and parcel that is attached to a relationship tag. Also, I don’t want to be someone who is tried and tested and if found a better one, is refused or rejected. I would love to bend in love but not be a changed and different person in love. I and ready to be the last option in the life of the relation I will have in my life.
To the ones who may enter to my life,
“Let me be the last option of your life; be the one whom you consider and choose to be with after experiencing the different shades of love. Let me be the one who concludes your beginning, who finishes your search and who completes you. The one to whom you seek redemption, peace and relaxation; when you realize you do not want to search anymore and you want to not just try but get settled down with.
There is a reason and a rationale behind this thought. Because somewhere deep inside me, I don’t want to be the first person, anyone come and resort to for help. Nor the first one whom you think of when you want to laugh when you want to share your sorrows; when you want some help or even when you think of settling down.
We as humans are greedy by nature. Always crave for more and better when we get something. We accept it for the time being and hope for a better version of it. And so, if and when you settle with me first, you have not seen the world, you have not seen the cruelty; the rudeness and the harshness of the society. Also, you have not seen the extent to which you can be loved and understood; what type of people you can be compatible with and what type of experiences you can have in your relationship. We met each other and fell in love, what love you received or saw was what I delivered and that you considered as of paramount level.
Conclusion
You pass years with me and on a random Sunday walk by the roadside you see love flourishing between couples in a way you have not seen. On your journey of life, you will meet and see friends, lovers, families all there happily enjoying love in a unique way which you have never seen and you will feel regret thinking that you could have got this, only if you would have not settled with me at first in your life.
I don’t want to be that regret also I don’t want myself be the pity, you feel for yourself and don’t want the reason for your not being exposed to the world, to the types of relations, to the different love and sufferings. I want you to go outlive the life you wish to live, with others. Share the moments with others, pass the time, share a trust and experience everything. And in this experience, feel the love you want to have. And then if you will realize and find that life you want to get settled with, from someone else; be happy to go there.
End
But in case you find me somewhere on the path and feel that it is me the one who can be with you for seasons to come; I will be waiting. Because now you might have had understood my importance and it is very much possible that you will not leave me. You will stick to the thick and thin of life. You might ignore the small petty issues because you might no longer give them or treat them as something of great importance.
Fights will be a part of the particular day and will not be extended to the whole life, arguments done in an hour will be treated and cured instead of continuously nagging on them. Now you will not compare me with anyone. You might avoid thinking of better or worse and somehow now with your whole heart and mind and with genuine love you will end up with this last option as the best option and first option of your upcoming beautiful life.”
Sincerely Yours,
The Last Option
Article Published at @The Good men Project
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A short sweet life | Life Blog
A short sweet life | Life Blog
We sometimes never able to understand what our life is or where it will take us through, but if we think then we will realize that we don’t need to understand it.
On a random weekend, at 11:30 Sunday noon after having brunch with an old college friend and coming back to my place, the only feeling that goes in my mind is contentment and a feeling of accomplishment for having had a time which will be relished forever.
Now in my comfort zone which I have created for myself, do we actually need to think we about life?
The sweetness of life is that it is short else we would have been bored with it too. And in this short life, we need not to always think about what we want to achieve or about what we want to chase. Else this short life will even be more shortened.
Sometimes the only things that are meant are to enjoy are the ones which are tiny enough to be seen easily but are achieved more easily.
To do List
A walk in the rain
Witnessing a cloudy day with a cold breeze flowing
Enjoying a television show you like,
Taking dinner with the entire family,
Calling up an old friend you haven’t talked since ages,
Sorting the old grudges,
Crying for someone you miss and
Expressing your love for someone and many more.
At this age having mental peace is the most difficult thing to obtain.
Why?
Reason: Because we don’t want it.
We remain occupied in so much of thoughts about our outer self that we find it difficult to have some part of our time for our inner self and that result in the absence of peace
And then we complain that life is Tough.
Life is not tough; we have actually made it tough by ignoring the time for ourselves. By moaning for the big things in life which we were not able to achieve and not considering the sweet small beautiful things which give us a sense of satisfaction and peace too.
It is a right time to change and a right time for OURSELVES
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How Life is @ 22 | Life Blog
How Life is @ 22 | Life Blog
Weird, thoughtful, insightful, that is what our age @ 22 defines.
Though both digit of our age appear same, at this time but there is no such sameness apart from this,
Our bachelors seemed to be completed anyhow by this time {except some exceptions of doctors, lawyers and failures too} and we are about to keep our half-developed minds into this fully developed world, to learn how to develop the rest of the half part.
And in that state, we spend most of the time getting confused, bewildered and roaming aimlessly here and there. 90% of the girls with whom we had actually talked or only had a crush in secondary school are either engaged or married (committed is left far behind). The time to impress them and get committed to them is already gone and some high packet salary nerd has already sealed the deal.
Rowdiness
All our rowdiness and machoness which we showed in school and college by not studying and not attending lectures has finally shown its after-effects and we are roaming here and there with no jobs in hand. Getting out from the house is getting dangerous day by day, as all the neighbours start staring and asking about marriage and job, neither of which can be answered nor can be denied, so with a low face, we need to run out of the place as fast as possible.
All the entrance exam options, opting for which we could have at-least justified that we are busy studying, are either over or are too hard even to try and if some exam is easy than it is not worth for us to try it. So finally at 22, we are left only with a bunch of friends who along with us are travelling in the same train and that’s why it gives us a sort of relaxation that we are not alone in this “ERA of 22”
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Life @ 22 | Life Blog
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