Forgetfulness

Life Death

Love Hatred

Success Failure

Hope Rejection

Happiness Sadness

Knowledge

Fun Dejection

Time Laughter

You Me

Well, you all might be thinking why I am writing these words. I am writing them, because I forgot what they meant to me in these 3 months. I unlearnt everything related to them in these 3 months. Whatever I presumed about them, all went wrong today. Whatever I showed to the world regarding these words, they were either totally wrong and  I became a good actor or I was right in all those days, and I am getting it wrong now.

I forgot what is love ,

for me it turned out to be a 4 letter word to be repeated time and again to prove my love for my “loved” ones.

I forgot what is hatred ,

For me it was another 4 letter word to be used for nobody.

I forgot what is happiness ,

For me it was just a passing by emotion aroused only upon the success of my undertaken assignments.

I forgot what is laughter ,

For me it was another long passing by emotion aroused by force.

I forgot what is sadness ,

For me it was the most frequently visited site of emotion field.

I forgot what is rejection,

For me It was just a way of showing “you are not fit”

I forgot what is hope ,

For me, it was yet another emotion which was rarely visited because nobody was eager to show it to me.

I forgot what is success ,

For me, it was somebody else’s failure,

For me it was my triumph over somebody.

I forgot what  is failure ,

For me, it was the best friend I could get.

For me, it was the underachievement of my petty goals of life.

I forgot what  is time ,

For me it was the sun rising and the sun setting.

I forgot what is fun ,

Once again, it was nothing but artificial

I forgot what is dejection, 

For me, it was just a way of showing others that “my life isn’t perfect as yours”

I forgot what is knowledge ,

For me, it was a way of scoring scores, and in turn making money.

I forgot who you are,

For me, you were yet another human

I forgot who I am,

For me, I was just a machine.

I forgot what is life ,

Because I stopped living it.

I forgot what is death ,

Because I was the living dead.

I forgot everything, but today somebody made me remember all.

The pursuit of "happiness"!!

The movie taught me many things. Really, in life happiness is hard to find. Whatever you do, its not guaranteed that you will be happy. Even if you have all the riches of the world, if you are not happy, then what is use of that money? i have heard people saying so- "when we didn't have money, we were happier but now the almighty has given us enough money but he has snatched away the necessary happiness"... really, happiness is something which comes in our fundamental rights but they are taken away anytime... some are even deprived of that right.
                      Strange is the fate- When we were young, we were the king or queen of our home, but at that time what we thought was- "when are we going to grow up??" but now when we are grown up or growing up- we feel that -"ohh, i wish i were a 4 yr. old baby again!!" According to me happiness is, you are sitting under the shade of a coconut tree with a bunch of friends and in the background, soft music is being played.
                The degree, state of happiness varies from time to time..there is no well defined criteria for being happy... i mean , one may follow his near or dear ones commands so that they do not badger him... according to him, its happiness... but the real fact is - he is killing himself... and there are people , for whom happiness is following his own instincts ... even if he's wrong...
                happiness cannot be found anywhere, it cannot be bartered, it cannot be bought with money... happiness comes from within... its our own cycle of thoughts which bring happiness or take it away from us. A second we may be happy, but the very next second we may get miserable, but that moment lives on forever.It is difficult to be always happy but we can give it a try. you know what, we always feel we were happy in our past... and in our past we feel we will be happy in our future... we never live the moment .. that's the place where we are committing mistake. You may be enjoying a party, but at that moment something else moves in our mind and we turn into "something" else... but after that we cherish those moments.... isn't it?? That's the human tendency, we never live our present moments...
We run after happiness our whole lives, but happiness remains in our heart, and in the end we just ... we just ... go on running lives after lives...

Find happiness in the beauty of the morning sunrise...

in the evening sunset...

in the newly blossomed flower...

in the dew drops...

in the face of the toothless grin of your grandfather...

in the fresh face of a tiny tot...

and finally you will surely find happiness in your heart too....

A Face...

A face which can never be forgotten, a face which is not common, A face which changes your line of thought and the face which makes you happy and make you live your life .
Well, i am not good in remembering faces like a few of my friends who are too good in it, but this face remains still.
I saw this face many many years ago, say the previous ke previous decade, so this face was not used to play-station or CN or other things introduced by this present century. The face was neither handsome nor beautiful but it was the cute.
The person who held that face was not aware of the world that lay ahead but was the master of its own world. The face looked innocent but was not so. The face looked naughty for its age but was not so. It was mischievous and all its mischief were forgiven because no one believed that the face can create such things too. The face owned the people , people obeyed did what it wanted to. A single drop on the face and lo! it was enough to bring the world down.
It was young but its heart was a bit way ahead. Now when i remember the face, my line of thoughts change.
It was bad as well as good but its goodness was so pure that its bad-ness can be ignored because the face was too ignorant of things which it did.
Thinking about the face, i remember Ruskin Bond's lines. Well, i couldnt find those lines but its explanation is as follows-

The boy’s attention was caught by the face of a ‘bright boy’.
 This boy waved out to him from the window of a passing train.
 The poet took a great liking to him and for many years, looked for him wherever he went.
Throughout his life, the poet experiences such loneliness that he keeps returning to the railway
cutting and keeps searching for the face ‘in cities and villages’ and in ‘crowds at distant places’.

The poet searches for the face throughout his life but i my case i know , that face is never going to return. Whether the face has taken its face off the earth or has the face gone hidden behind various masks which we wear everyday, i dont know. But i know the face will not return.
The face was fresh as the morning dew.. cute as a few days old pup.
 The eyes, ohh god! as big as blackberries and as bright as a so-so watts bulb...
bright as if seen something dearer to life...
Its teeth were the most beautiful one.. shiny white and small looking like pearls...
 The look remains the same the whole day.
The voice as sweet as honey always talking in a sing-song manner
and the dialect, ohh... nothing can be sweeter than that in the whole world.
The cute, the cuddly, the chubby, always happy, always smiling face cannot be forgotten.

I wish the face came back...
I wish...

My perspective... Strictly mine... part 2

Part 2…. My perspective towards life…
I was mentioning about the donkey, right? Well, sometimes the donkey passes through tough times and good times, obviously it’s not the king of good times. Those are the king of good times who see everything surrounding them with the same mentality; I mean to say they consider both diamond and a worthless equal. Of course, this kind of living requires a lot of rigor but it is possible… coming back to my perspective. Whether we suffer or not, we enjoy every single moment of our life. We cherish it forever. It applies to all the pains which we carry during our schooling and other places, they can never ever be considered pain or sufferings. In our later life, we love cherishing it. We might have faced humiliations, insults in front of many but it all turns out to be very sweet when you are out of that stage. Similarly, I am also facing many many sweet things and I am enjoying that, obviously I get angry over these things but it is enjoyable later on. I remember the lines-

“Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata Chala Gaya

Barbadiyon Ka Shok Manana Fizul Tha
Barbadiyon Ka Jashan Manata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata chala gaya”

One cannot cry for each and everything, but it takes time to change and I am changing. I complain but later it looks so petty that I laugh over it. That doesn’t mean I will take everything like that but yeah this is a good change. Make your little happy moments look like bigger ones and lo! Your life looks very beautiful, much more beautiful than anything else in this world.
So here am I, trying to turn into a new leaf…. Hope the trial works well…. Obviously it will be time consuming but yeah it will work….. I know…