Me and my thoughts

If Life is a Lesson Then when is the exam Every time we fall in Life We tell ourself that we have learned a lesson The world also tells the same Do we really learn something After every mistake we make Or is it just a cliche line Some mistakes can never be corrected It can teach us some lessons Still the effects cannot be changed If it is a lesson Does it mean we will fall again Where will we use the lesson again We learn from different sources Still I have never used it for the important things Maybe because heart has a mind of its own Or maybe life is meant for a different person Lets stop learning And start Living

Wake up, wake up, wake up crowed my alarm. I struggled in the dark to kill it. It’s not even morning and the alarm started to ring, I grumbled.   I could hear my aunt murmuring something and my mind was not yet awake to understand it. I pulled my pillow closer and hugged him. We both hid under the bed sheet and snuggled together.   As I travelled through the world of bliss, the alarm started again. No it is not the snooze feature. I am way past snooze. It is the second alarm of the morning. The first one was to warn me and this is the actual alarm. I snoozed this for a few stolen moments of sleep and reluctantly climbed out of bed. I picked up my brush, my brand new Colgate 360 Charcoal Gold toothbrush. New things bring a smile to your face and when it is the first thing in the morning, it is even special.   I slowly started brushing and the bristles were soft yet it cleaned my teeth properly. I took my coffee cup and started reading through the messages. Do they ev...

I looked in his eyes and could sense a feeling of longing. Maybe his eyes acted as a mirror of my emotions. I silently prayed to God for a miracle. I would have given anything for a life with him. But we both knew our hours were counted. And it happened. I had a vision. Maybe it was figment of imagination. Still it was too good and we could not refuse. God decided to give us another chance under one condition.We were expected to start our life from square one and wait till we reach the human phase. What if we get lost or been born as a different species , I wondered. God smiled. He continued. You both will be born in the same species and will have a connecting bond. You might not remember about your relationship, still you will have an attraction and the memory will return once you touch each other. As a symbol of my promise you will carry a mark in all your birth. We smiled and his eyes reflected my hope. I fluttered from flower to flower looking for something. I could not understa...

This is my first blog this year and I am out of thoughts already. Every Year I plan to take my blogging to the next level. Still due to some odd reason I feel saturated and drained. I think of hundred things to write and manage to achieve 10 % of it. My life revolves around marketing and numbers are my nightmare. The reasons for the 90% range from lack of motivation and pen. Still I somehow manage to fight the demons and unleash my thoughts. However it is never enough. I wish I could have a connector to type my thoughts. This year, with new hopes, new thoughts and better impacts, I dream of being a better blogger and a amatuer writer.  Cliches apart.

You are not always right As your claim to be Sometimes the fight over nothing Might not lead to great things But may break everything The silent might not be bad But it is loud enough to numb your love The pain is not too unbearable Both physically and emotionally You told me I was dead But why does the pain erode me

Sometimes I want to say so much I never end up saying the right words I just talk too much But it is meaningless I am scared That my words might hurt Or It might be ignored My hearts yearns to speak And my brain translates it differently Maybe both are right Yet I am dumb at most times I jabber and jabber And people perceive a different me Maybe I am too complicated for them Nor they have taken a effort to decode me They take me for the face value And never look deeper Maybe they are too busy Or just not interested Still It hurts everytime When words fails, Eyes speak 

  Sometimes I feel like just leaving Maybe it will save people from pain I better be a coward Than hurt the people I love I know sometimes I cannot be avoided And will happen whether I want it or not Still Maybe the way to stop Is to stop fighting destiny And just leave Maybe I wont stop it But I wont create pain I just cant bear to hurt them As it will anyway kill me So I better leave