This Is How The World Works

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Just because there were moments,
That you spent together,
Doesn’t mean, they were meant to,
Cherish forever.
The bonding, wasn’t meant to,
Stay forever.
This is how the world works.

We two happen to be here,
I’ll open up, you’ll listen.
You talk trash, I’ll add up.
You laugh, I’ll laugh harder.
But when we won’t be together,
It’ll be like we never knew each other.
This is how the world works.

Like the flower plucked from tree,
It has to leave everything behind,
The tree, the leaves, the garden,
And other flowers in vicinity.
Think about what lay ahead,
Blossom the surrounding it is put in.
This is how the world works.

The flower has to blend its essence,
In the new world it is put in.
It cannot go back to that tree,
It has to move ahead.
Even if it is put back in that vicinity,
Nothing will be same as before.
This is how the world works.

When you part ways,
When you bid goodbye,
You need to leave everything,
In the moment of separation.
At the point of separation.
Detach yourself, Like a plucked flower.
This is how the world works.

Only because you are still attached,
To those moments, to those people,
Doesn’t mean they are attached too.
Everyone has different expectations from life,
What they mean to you is not,
Same as what you mean to them.
And, this is how the world works.

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In One Sided Love

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‘Where are you going?’

‘Why do you want to know?’

‘Just tell me.’

‘I’m not telling you. Why should I?’

‘Why not? Tell me.’

‘You know, you insisting me tells me a lot about what you feel about me.’

‘Is it? Tell me then.’

‘Yeah, I will tell you. Else you’ll insist on that too.’

‘Cut the crap and tell me.’

‘You’re into me. You are insecure if I’m going to meet someone else. The way you look at me, the kind of names you have given me, and you listen to all my crap. Now, you behave like you have gained rights to know everything about me. And if I hide something from you, you can’t take it. You got to know. You become restless and restlessness leads to desperation to know what I’m hiding.’

‘Yes, that’s true.’

‘But I’m not getting one thing. If you don’t want me to hide something from you, why did you hide this from me?’

‘Because that’s what happens in one sided love. You can’t open up. I have seen that. You don’t look at me the way I look at you, you don’t give me names, and what’s happening with me matters very less to you. I know, you don’t feel the same way I feel about you. And that’s perfectly alright. I’m fortunate that you brought it up. Else I don’t know if I would have told you what I feel about you. And I couldn’t think of any better way to make this happen. The crazy fact, what a privilege it is to be in love with such person who doesn’t love you back, but make things happen for you in the most unexpected yet beautiful ways!’

उस मुस्कुराहट के पीछे

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जुदाई का ये आलम हमसे,
न जाने क्या क्या करवाएगा,
जब भी याद आएगी उनकी,
न जाने कितने आंसू रुलाएगा,

साथ बिताया हुआ हर लम्हा,
लबों पे मुस्कुराहट तो ले आएगा,
मगर उस मुस्कुराहट के पीछे,
न जाने कितने गम छुपाएगा।

I Compare Myself With Others

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I compare myself with others.
I feel jealousy, envy,
And sometimes self-pity.

No matter how much I try to avoid,
These thoughts, these feelings,
They appear into my mind.

Then I try to convince myself,
About my situation being different,
To make myself feel better.

And various reasoning and logic,
All feel good stuff I read,
But in the end, I fail to convince myself.

I think I can have,
What those people have,
Live the way, they are living.

I think I might have been in their shoes,
In their position,
If I was doing things differently.

I forget, every person has his own path,
A different and unique role to play,
His own destiny to fulfill.

Then I look back and realize,
Whatever I am at this moment,
Whoever I am at this moment.

It is due to whatever I have done,
Whatever I have gone through,
And whatever steps I have taken.

If I were in their shoes,
I would have not been where I am,
I would have not been who I am.

And the crazy fact,
I embrace myself as the way I am,
Wherever I am,
And whatever I am.


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Own Set of Struggles

​Choosing the path out of escape,
Strode with the hope of little more peace,
But the choice made life more chaotic.
How I can forget,
The struggle never ends,
Every path has its own set of struggles.

The Broken Heart Must Be Bold

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The stories remain untold,
The mysteries to unfold,
The broken heart must be bold,
The dark secrets, after all, it has to hold.


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The Story of New Hairstyle

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I have always been fond of hairstyles, but never dared to get one. I held back myself from getting a hairstyle due to fear of ‘how I will look.’ This time, it was the occasion of convocation ceremony – an official way of university to allow us to explore new horizons. Sportsmen change hairstyles or go bald after winning major trophies. So, I thought I would do the same. The time was right to embody the spirit of new life with new hairstyle. The time was right to do things I have never done before. The time was right to take a leap, doesn’t matter it’s small or big. This new life will definitely ask something that I am unwilling to do, but have to do despite unknown outcomes.

Furthermore, I decided to go to a local hair salon, not to big name hair salon. The major reason behind going to local salon was related with current phase of my life. I graduated with engineering degree, but decided to pursue my dream of becoming a writer. I am amateur at writing. Barbers over there were not much experienced or amateur in doing trending hairstyles though they have been cutting hair for so long. Similarly, I have been writing from past three years and yes, I’m still an amateur. If I ask them I want a Tapered Undercut or High Fade With Medium Slicked Pomp, they won’t understand a word. They have to stretch themselves, read some hairstyle related magazines, or visit websites that provide information about trending hairstyles. In the same way, if I read ‘striving to obliterate excruciating memories is preposterous,’ then I won’t understand the meaning and I have to expand my vocabulary. I have to write more, hone my skills, and stretch my mind to get better.

I showed him a photo and asked whether he did this before. As expected, he said no, but affirmed he will try to do exactly as it was in the photo. I thought I should trust him considering his willingness to try. Similarly, a company gave me a job in writing and an opportunity to learn & develop skills considering my willingness to learn. He observed details in that photo and he did well. Not really good. But good. Same way I am doing right now with my writing skills. Not really good, but good.

And the crazy fact is, I know what this hairstyle is called as. It’s ‘Medium Fade with Medium Length Pompadour.’

The Destiny Does Not Spoon-Feed

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The elevator was taking too long to reach basement. I decided to take steps to reach my office on fourth floor. Climbing up two steps in a leap, I was thinking about where to start today’s work from. And I saw her as I reached the first floor. The thoughts about work disappeared as soon as thoughts about her beauty, her simplicity, and her genuine gaze awakened.

I saw her for the first time during interview rounds for the company I currently work for. At that time, I thought she was an employee. Her beauty diminished my nervousness though I was about to face CEO of the company in final interview round. I was determined to pass interview because I wanted to meet her. I passed the interview. But, I came to know that she applied for the same position. I got the job and she didn’t. Damn! I am not a sacrifice kind of guy who would have sacrificed a job for her. Nonetheless, I felt bad for her at that time.

I totally forgot about her till the time I noticed her on the floor while attending a call. It was a wrong number. I was gazing her by holding a phone on ear even after call ended. Suddenly I realized she was the one I saw during the interview round with CEO.
‘Yes, she was the one’, I affirmed myself.

I noticed a company’s name on belt of her I-card. The company was on same floor. I was delighted. Suddenly, my heart blossomed with an unexpected turn my life was taking.

‘Is she the one?’

The most stupid question I could ask myself. Being single for 23 years is not easy. The mind jumps to some crazy, strange conclusions without thinking much. Because, every time I see a couple laughing together, my heart aches. I imagine that one day I will be sharing the same moment. And this happens! I was happy that she got a job, but I was continuously pondering on something strange and irrational.

The fate. The destiny.

‘Are we meant to be together?’

‘This doesn’t mean anything!’

‘Or she is the one?’

‘Stop it! You are overthinking.’

‘Or is this an indication?’

On my way back to cubicle, every moment I told myself to be rational and consider it as a coincidence. But, I was rationalizing irrational thoughts, finding logic in illogical incidents, and finding sense in nonsense.

This day was the third time I saw her. I take elevator every day, but today was different. Is it the game of destiny to make us cross each other’s path? The first time I saw her, I thought she was an employee. Unknowingly, I was motivated to pass interview to see her more, to know her, and try to get close to her. A misinterpretation. The second time was about attending a wrong number. No sensible reason to cross paths. And third time was, changing my mind to take stairs. A different path from daily routine.

The events were suggesting that the destiny is making efforts to meet us. I couldn’t overlook these indications. Everything happens for a reason. I know it’s crazy, but my intuitions were making these calls. I may not be anyone for her. But, I know something was going on that was meant to be a huge part of my life, my journey. But it’s possible only if I make efforts to make it possible. The efforts have to supplement the call of destiny. The crazy fact is, the destiny doesn’t spoon-feed.

I was waiting on the floor on next day with a chocolate in my hand. I was prepared to interact with her. I knew she would come out of her office for no matter what reason at the time I would wait for her on floor. And I was right. She came out texting on her phone. She advanced towards the entrance of floor where I was waiting. I was about to say hello and I heard a familiar shout.

“Hey, wake up! Or I will miss the bus. Get up! You have to drop me. It’s already late,” my brother was screaming. I rubbed my eyes gently and realized this was a dream.

“I’m not coming,” I said in an exasperated voice, pulling blanket over my head.

“Ohkk, then I’ll take your bike and you go to office by bus,” he replied.

I had to wake up from that sweet dream.


 

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Understanding – The Two Way Street

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“I know what Squash means to you. If you play good, you are happy and in good mood. But if things do not work out as planned in court, you are frustrated. And after the match, you are agitated. You can take the frustration out on me. You won’t get an answer in return,” said Ricky to Mathew.

“You got me. That’s true. Thanks for understanding me,” replied Mathew.

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Ricky and other three friends were giggling at usual hangout place. One of them cracked a ridiculous joke and everyone burst out laughing. Everybody responded the way friends who are on same wavelength respond to any ridiculous joke. As a friendly gesture to this joke, Ricky, who is well known for his indecent and stupid activities, opened arms and stepped back laughing showing his uncontrollable riotous laugh. The moment he stepped back, his back feet fell on Mathew’s leg, whom he didn’t see coming from his backside. Mathew stroked his head with his hand, in response to his inability to see him coming.

“Why did you get your hands on me?” retorted Ricky.

“You got your feet on mine. And you are laughing indecently like this, are you mad or what?” clarified Mathew.

“I am mad or not is not the question here. I didn’t know you were coming from backside. How am I supposed to see what is happening on my back side? You knew I am getting back, why didn’t you get away from me?”

“You keep your absurd reactions to yourself. Those reactions are hurting people.”

“But it was unintentional. I couldn’t see you coming. I was ready to understand you when it comes to squash. And if you are not ready to understand these honest mistakes, I don’t care how you feel after Squash match. You don’t get to take your frustration on me from now.”

The crazy fact is, understanding is the two way street. If we are giving it to someone, there is nothing wrong in expecting back the same.


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The Power Of Originality

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This story is about the man who needs no introduction. In terms of creativity, innovation or risk-taking, this man knows no boundaries. It is strange to know how this man can get fired from a newspaper company for lacking new ideas and imagination. Walt Disney is an artist who gave Micky Mouse to the world. He was struggling to make ends meet. But these great people do not let circumstances decided their fate. They persevere, they innovate, they struggle, they fail, and they get back up again and again, no matter how many times they have to, they will stand up. And this is what separates them from others.

After getting fired from newspaper, he established a small company with another cartoonist. As this company was struggling to run business, he joined Kansas City Film Ad Company. Later, he formed his own company, ran successfully; but fate had some different plans for him. This company went bankrupt as its profits were inadequate to cover the salaries of employees.

He did not give up after encountering multiple collapses. He set up his own studio in Hollywood, California. The first huge success came in 1927 with his creation – Oswald, The Lucky Rabbit. His share in the profit was 20%, but he was barely earning with this percentage of profit. He deserved raise in percentage of profit. But his producer poached the character as well as his crew by negotiating contracts terms with them.

The producer failed to think that money can get the best minds in business, but one thing that money cannot buy, is originality. Walt Disney created Micky Mouse, one of the most successful cartoon characters of all time in 1928. And then, he never looked back. He went on and on to create more cartoon characters like Goofy, Donald Duck, Snow White, Dumbo and the list goes on. Who would have imagined that someone, who went bankrupt 7 times in his lifetime, won more Academy Awards than anybody else till date? The number is 22 from 59 nominations.

This sets a great example in front of us. If we can create something original once, we can create something original twice, we can create it thrice, and we can create ‘original’ no matter how many times it pleases us. This is what Walt Disney did, so can we.

The crazy fact is, the power of originality can proficiently conquer all the attacks of fate.


Sources –

  1. 10 Inspirational & Successful People Who Did Not Let Failure Define Them
  2. Disney Characters – A timeline of character debuts
  3. 7 Things You May Not Know About Walt Disney