Where do we go?...

Where do we go?

Years of building ourselves up. 

Years of finding inspirations and motivations

Just to be able to feel proud.

Where do we go?

Years of looking in the mirror 

Smiling, frowning,

Through disappointments and glory.

Where do we go?

When someone says

It’s not you

This is not who you were.

Where did you go?

Where did we go?

How did we get so lost?

Who is that in the mirror?

Who is that inside us?

Is it the old us?

Is it the new us?

Who was us!

How did we get here

That we cannot recall 

What we ever were?

Where do we go from here

To find that person we once were?

Who were we?

Maybe this is who we always were

And the world just saw

Who we were pretending to be.

Are we that good an actor 

That the whole world was fooled?

Or somewhere, somehow

That us just got lost.

Where do we begin

To find the used to be us?

Where did we stop being us?

Why did we stop being that us?

Should we go back?

Back to where?

Where did this start?

Where did we ever go?

Where do we go now?...

GET OUT!

This is one of  those moments
when a thousand thoughts
fluttering in your head 
and every muscle in your body
tells you just one thing -

GET OUT!

One of those moments 
when your hand
hovers over a blank sheet of paper 
stopped
not by lack of ideas
but by the fear of them.

One of those moments 
when you wish with all your hearts
for a non-dramatic,
non-movie-ish story,
with a fear of what that might really mean.

When every cell in your brain,
every ligament and every tendon of your body
gets tensed
for the fear of the future,
a fear of uncertainty
or maybe just
the fear of certainty.

When your eyes hold back the tears
and lips restrain the quivers
when your face pretends
to not be numb.

It is ironic
that even the Sun only appears 
when the fog starts thinning
for life is grey,
no victories but battles
directionless with purpose
to-do's without a hope for vigor
a rush to work 
not because of dedication
but to escape the painful thoughts 
just waiting in the vicinity.

And still the one thought -
Get out!
With the simple truth - 
You can't...

The New Us!

Revenge it is not,

irritation no reason for, 

not what it looks like,

just a simple tiredness you can call it.

We are not desperate,

though we may look it.

We are not non-adjusting,

though our face might show it.

Sometimes, 

you just get tired 

of being that same old story

that just doesn't change!

The same old face

that just always seems the same!

The same dress 

whose colours never change!

So in our quest 

to be someone else, 

we forget one thing...

We can change the outside,

we can turn from jeans to cheerleaders' skirts,

from T-shirts to tank tops, 

from Nike shoes to jimmy choos

and someday, we will change who we are from the inside.

It is said you cannot change who you are.

Is that so?

I don't think so...

If it were,

how could what we wear

make us feel different every time we changed a dress?

How could a skirt make us feel pretty and jean sporty?

How could earings make us feel girly and arm band athletic?

How could saris make us feel graceful and gown English?

Who we are on the outside 

will one day change who we are on the inside.

We want to break rules,

turn 18 and start drinking,

be someone else?

Be!

But remember!

Whatever you pretend to be,

one day,

you will be.

So break the rules and be who you want to be,

but O'fellow life finder,

choose who you would wish to be!

What you do today

will affect your tomorrow

Who you pretend to be today

you will be tomorrow.

So just think before acting,

what you are pretending to be,

do you really want that tomorrow...?

Redemption!

Another day is up and about

And the loneliness persists.

It is as strong as if I were alone.

When life becomes a constant mess,

And the only words that come to mind are

‘Get out of here!’

Depression becomes the order of the day.

Misery is comfortable

And logics take a strong mind.

When mistakes rule the world

And apologies became a daily routine,

When the mind loses its sanity

And reasons give way to cribbing.

When we become a burden on the people who love us

And we lose faith on ourselves,

That’s when the clock strikes twelve

And the truth dawns in…

Change!

Fight!

Become yourself!

The mistakes we made in the past

We cannot undo,

The time we lost,

We cannot bring back.

The things we broke,

We cannot fix them again.

But the mess we made,

We can clean it up again.

We cannot bring back the beginning

But we can give it a new beginning.

So let us redeem ourselves

Let us be the person we wanted to be.

Let us the walk the path we were meant to walk

And let us stop being afraid of our steps!

If life already is a mess,

The worst we could do

Is mess it up some more.

But if we succeed,

We could bring back the sense of self we had lost.

So let’s keep fighting!

If we lose,

We will be back to where we began.

If we win,

Ours will be the world,

And ours will be the life.

So stop fearing,

Get your gear

And get, set, go…

Because O’ faithless wanderer,

Life is too short to lose yourself

And too long if you be someone else.

So make your own way,

Set your own goals,

And walk away to the mountains that await.

For in this world,

The golden letters will fade,

But as long as you walk your way,

You shall always remain…

Why the Loneliness…

This is one of those moments

When life seems as confusing and unmanageable

As a silent sea beneath the starry sky.

There is no tempest

Yet there is no tide,

There is no light

Yet there are the stars.

There is purpose

Yet there is the confusion masking the will to work.

There is focus

Yet there is no energy to learn.

When solitary time starts feeling like isolation,

When alone stops being different from lonely,

When independence starts suffocating,

Clinginess takes over love.

Where is the ‘I’ll do it myself’ attitude,

Where is the ‘I like being with myself’ feeling?

Why being alone in the room

Feels like abandonment

Rather than optimum time to work?

Why the half hour break

When everyone walks their way

Reduces me to tears than inspire me to take the books out?

Why motivation is required to work,

What is the need for a pep talk

Every time I am left alone?

Why does it take every last bit of energy

To not feel helpless when alone?

This was not me,

This is not what I had wanted to be!

Then why the dependence

Why the need for company than just want?

Why do I need distractions

To keep my thoughts in check when work should be enough?

Where does this lead me

If it does lead me anywhere?

Where is the road I meant to take?

Where is the life I meant to live?

Why am I becoming a burden on those who love me?

Why am I becoming a liability than the pillar of strength?

Where is the maturity now?

Where did the independence of thought get lost?

Where is the sense of balance?

Where is the ‘I’… 

PERSISTENCE!

How many times have we begun the race

And let go?

How many times have we been

Inches away from victory

And opted out?

How many times have we failed

Not for lack of talent

But for lack of faith?

Faith

In hard work?

In ourselves?

Maybe.

But if it were,

Why would we begin in the first place?

Yet we fail…

We begin,

We fight,

We face difficulty,

We let go.

Life is not lived with unkept promises.

Battles are not won with abandoned plans.

Victories are not gained with hollow words.

Persistence.

The one word

That makes one Zuckerberg

And the other - just any other.

Persistence is a beautiful word.

Until obeyed.

Persistence means to keep fighting

Until the last breath catches,

To keep running

Till the ball hits the goalpost,

To keep singing

Till the highest note is touched,

To keep working

Till the greatest grade is achieved.

It’s not easy.

It’s the most difficult task to complete.

Persistence requires persistence to achieve!

So before you wonder what sets a winner apart,

Think of this word

For it changes life.

For those just beginning,

Be ready for seeming impossibilities.

For those already failed,

You failed not a word but life.

For those who won,

Yours is the world

And You are free to live!

So stop making excuses

And start running!

Persist till the goal is reached!

Stop wasting time
inspiring yourself every minute

Motivations come from within!

Fight!

Persist!

Win!

Fight to win

And win to fight!

For if you’re not working to win,

You’re not working at all.

Persist!

It’s not the blood you lost that counts

But the battle you won that does.

So fight

And as you do,

You’ll realize

The motive power you spent your life searching for,

Was all along just an inch away

Just a word away…

Persistence.

Keep Running...?

We spend our entire lives
living a rush

Running from what we love

Thinking we’re moving forth.

We keep running faster and more,

Mistaken we’re getting closer,

Ignoring the truth in front of us.

Escapism or just a rush

Or maybe ignorance it is

But we keep running away -
From what,

we don’t know.
Towards what,

We never thought of.

We make a dream and start running

And no stops to check the way

And in circles we run

Getting nowhere

Tiring out for nothing,

Until Life catches up…

Who am I

Where am I going

Where will that lead me

And we forget the most important question.

Do I want it?

Am I doing what I wanted

Am I learning what I loved

Am I still the person I rooted to be?

If yes, do I like it?

If no, where did I go wrong.

Where do I turn back now?

For life comes with 'no go-back’ situations.

But no matter how wrong and how far we may have come,

There’s always a reroute back to the beginning.

It’s not enough to bring back the time we lost

But it is enough

To bring back the Life we lost.

So let’s grab that chance.

Let’s stop for one second

And reflect back on all that we have lived

And all that we can still do

To live the life we wanted to live.

So take a break,

Stop!

Stand still!

And face the life.

And as you come out of that auto-pilot

You’ll realize life was always giving us a chance,

We were just fast enough not to see it.

So now take the gamble

And rush to the peaks.

For O’noble thinker,

Life is still running…