Orientation, Attitude, and Perspective

Every moment is beating. Every moment is complete in itself. Every moment is defined. Defined by the Mother Nature. Life's moving with tip of a needle speed. We are weavers. Weavers of mysterious fabric called time. We look back. We look forward. We are revivalists. We are progressive. We are what we are. Nothing more, nothing less. Just this moment is happening. Influenced by thousands of years perhaps. It may influence years to come as well. This is something, which is interesting. Very interesting perhaps. Religion is one of the greatest hurdles in respecting this moment. This very moment. Religion is an opium for the masses. Yet you claim to be attain enlightenment. You claim to be not what you are but what you can be. Can be? Just see what you are. Is there peace and harmony in you? Just sit and find. Just sit first. Don't say anything. Anything!

Not real but

The reality pains. It is distorted by the mind. It is there but we are subjects of our own interpretations. Fear inhibits us to accept the reality. What is there will remain there for a while. Can't do anything with it! Once again, there was a voice of that previous longing. I heard it again. This is despite the fact that I decided not to get it heard this time. What I gathered? Nothing other than restlessness for a while. In fact, there is nothing out there. It is inside us. The fear is inside us. It is not there outside. This time, I could see my fear and that is interesting. It is interesting to interact with oneself.

At the end of it!

Gone are the days
when there was love
between us

Gone are the days
when you took my hand gently

Gone are the days when
you took my feelings seriously

Gone are the days when 'we' were 'we'

Today, there's a devil inside me
and there's devil inside you

As your mind does not tremble
my hands are free to mistreat you

The love has died
and would never revive.
Now let us become strangers.
Let us realize this truth and become aware of ourselves
at least before we die.

A bad dream

A bad dream is an indicator of lack of assurance somewhere. I gave him. It was my duty to do so. Something changed abruptly without his readiness perhaps. No, I will make him ready than harping on that nightmare. 

Beyond the veil of words!

Beyond , the veil of words, lies the truth. Bit by bit, day by day, moment to moment we argue, to make the other realize our truth, only with the help of words. For the other it remains a lie. A pure lie! Truth remains outside, there in the corner, laughing on these two fighting lies.  

Aggression and Politeness. One coin two sides.

Go for the shell as  you don't have one outside. And there comes the aggression blasting you to the end. Come out of the radius and you get politeness, the other side of the coin. Both are same as the source is same. Distance entrails understanding. Objectivity lies there. Only you need to be there. Contentment is possible when you accept things as they are at least for a while. Change is possible only after thorough understanding of the situation. So, wait for a while and stay tuned to the inside 'you'.