What’s SECRET..?

One’s own world to whom he lives..

One’s own place; that all he gives.

Created enigma, for one’s own sake;

Realm of his own, acting fake.

 What’s secret actually one’s own place where he or she lives in oneself. Sometimes it is hurting, sometimes surprising, sometimes shocking but all in it’s a secret!!!

Staid couch..

I wish to go back to what I left there;

Wish to bring everything, even a dilapidated chair.

Prognosticating something that can never be transpired;

Prophesying a paragon that can only be desired.

How beautiful was the childhood, when everything u had was in additament;

Big or small , bad or good, there was always an excitement.

When there was joie de vivre for school and playgrounds;

When there was happiness and love for everyone all around.

Ever thought how beautiful was the time when you were small, going to school having fun with pals and free from all the quandaries of life..

A small poem dedicated to all the precious and golden moments of your past days…

  Trust     

    It’s complicated.

The only thing you want, others to have on you;  

But still something which can never be true.

For you it seems to be tranquil;

But  for someone it’s not full.

It’s a thing which can never be created..

Because its TRUST…It’s complicated.

 What if you love someone and you get everything from him/her except trust????... Love is not only a thing that only matters. Trust is the only thing that makes it matters. Don’t deluge yourself by thinking that if someone loves you then it means he/she trusts you too.

   “Trust without love is plausible but love without trust is outrageous”..

( Not only expect but try to have on all those people to whom you love the most and every relation you hold. Now from today  when you say someone I LOVE U also say  I TRUST U….)

                          SOMETHING ABOUT HAPPINESS...
 
 There are many reasons to be happy, but why always one has to find reasons for being happy..?
life is not only something to live, its something to live with love, happiness , enthusiasm and for you..Today people delude themselves by thinking that they are happy.  But are we actually happy? 
 May be my definition for happiness, may differ from yours. But really just sit ones for yourself and think?... Are we actually living each day of our life. We get up in the morning with our planning for an entire day..office, college, school, etc etc etc..I know these are an inevitable aspects of ones life but still we can't compromise something called HAPPINESS..
  Live your each day because this moment will never come back...and stop living in future, live today, live your present and that will automatically make your future beautiful..

"A person will be just about as happy as they make up their minds to be."
                                                                                                              -ABRAHAM LINCOLN

"Happiness is something one desires to have but sometimes can never be.."
                                                                                                          - BY ME

A SAME MORNING...

A SAME MORNING

Good Morning friends…

     Saturday and Sunday, Two days when you get time for yourself, after tedious weekdays… you get up on Saturday or Sunday morning with a full planning list for an entire day. Don’t you?

Today when I got up, I was actually feeling sluggish...So I started my day with a cup of tea and a newspaper…u know specially on weekends my main intention for reading the newspaper is to see the reviews for the film released on Friday….but actually as I was trying to turn the second page of the paper…something (as usual)..Caught my attention…I think same news that everyone must have been reading since last few months or I can say even before that. I am actually talking about rape cases...

   Actually something never changes, just what makes each case different from the other is just, a new girl…Today there were 3 to 4 cases, yesterday too, a kind of same figure …just girls and places change..

Now you tell me does after reading such kind of things in the newspaper actually makes your morning any different? No, stop it, please stop it, girls aren’t a thing to play with…neither I am blaming newspapers for circulating such news nor I am asking you to stop reading newspapers...my motive is just to make you feel in  what way is the society going…

Rape with a 5 year old girl, rape with 4 year old girl…etc…etc…etc…such cases actually tells the face of our society..That how some evil creatures are tarnishing a life of innocent girls?

We should never forget that this world is because of girls...they are blessed with the bequest of continuing the life of the human being…..respect them…

People STOP MAKING EACH GIRL AN ANOTHER NIRBHAYA…please…

People are more aware now. Protect your sister, your mother, your wife, your friend, and every girl around you...

When such atrocious cases will stop then only mine and every one of yours mornings will BE A DIFFERENT ONE…

LOVE...

                                                           LOVE

A thing to sense, a thing to explore, its something beautiful for sure...

A thing to aspire, a thing to adore…its love and is so pure.

Enlivens your mind, enlivens your soul…

Something of its own kind and gets you whole.

 Today lets talk something about love..really a beautiful thing in ones life..which is actually is not given to you by someone but is actually  with you because you owned it by yourself and and someone accepted you the way u are..love .it respect this because i think its something  your own...and will be with you for whole of your life...

A LITTLE PEARL

I requested her for a beautiful life,

But she ignored me being someone’s wife.

What is my fault that I am a girl?

Please accept me I am a little pearl.

Don’t kill me; I need your arms,

Love me like a farmer loves his farm...

I want to grow and want to glimpse the humankind;

I want to fly high like free bird, so why do you mind?

I am not someone who’ll take something away from you.

                You’re my parents, you’re my GOD and I really love you…