The little dream

As the weekend inches by, sitting beside the window seat at work seeing the cars rush towards their destination to avoid the weekend rush. A sudden thought strikes like a lightening and brings back an old memory, once a dream and still remains the same.

 

She strikes again, her voice echoes inside the head silently like a feeble haunting voice, give a sudden jerk and a ache to the heart, as i try to snap out of it she already made contact with my heart and could feel the ache slowing raising and the eyes getting ready to get moist.

But unable to shed that tear the fist just goes to get in contact with a wall with a force, people around think that some one client or manager must have spoilt my evening.

What do they know no amount of work pressure can break me for it is the same work pressure which keeps me occupied from thinking of my lost angel.

Days, months and years have passed without her but not a day gone by without she passing my mind.

Why is it that the heart longs for the one who broke it in the first place. Why does the the heart not apply the logic which the mind is good at when it comes to all the other things and people in the world. Why  is that common sense takes a hind seat when it is about her. Is it stupidity or is it insanity or is it weakness, call what you may, but it exists just as there exists the sun the moon.

Some people over come it some people hide it. Everytime the promises i made reminds me how much i loved her and how much more i would give. But now all of it is just a dream cause all that love that affection is stacked up within rotting inside waiting for a miracle every dream which comes of her gives the chills beyond comprehension.

She is now like the dodo bird in life she existed once but now extinct or may be evolved and not in my life and in a different universe. But this heart its not ready to forget you and gives the shocker no matter awake or asleep.

She was a dream then and even now she remains but what happened inbetween the mind tries to figure out if it was a illusion or was it real, but in vain cause it usually ends with a mental breakdown and a anger towards oneself, for the reason for her departure away from me is unknown and till date the hunt is on to find one solid reason to finally let it go or may be thats also a little dream…..

Just remembered you again as always and you grow stronger  inside everyday… where ever you are with whom ever you are just know that you are still remembered by me everyday …. stupid

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

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Adapt

“Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change – Stephen Hawking” – key words being intelligence , adapt and change.

Evolution has always been the game changer in all aspects of the world may it be in terms of human evolution  or even a simple evolution of the way a simple cold beverage is available these days.

The only thing constant is change in all walks of life and whether a being accepts it or not change does impact him/her.

All one can do is adapt to the change the more the resistance worse is the effects, so what makes change so unpleasant to the few, is it the need of having to step out of the comfort zone, is it the sacredness of what could be. But irrespective of the opposition change does its work.

The old saying “If you cannot beat them, join them” most of us have dealt with it and have worked around it. recently found a new purview to the saying which goes by “If you cant beat them join them and then learn to beat them” well, ain’t it simple why resist the change instead join the change , have a first hand experience of the same and if it is not working find a way to have a better change.

Adapting to change is always tough that’s a given but one thing we all as individuals have to realize that if we resist the change it is bound to destroy us eventually. Cause change is the only thing constant in life for it is a virtue which takes life forward irrespective of the speed. Accept the change be the change and if one is not happy with the change, then change the change.

we may have our doubts our anxiety our sacredness but it is all an assumption our mind may think of the negatives and the bad sides why not rewire to think on the positive as well we would be actually doing our-self a favor .

End of the day it is our decisions and choices which makes us or breaks us.

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

 

 

 

It shall all pass…

Sometimes I wish could freeze
time, so I could relive

the moment you lied to me

that you love me.

for the moment is still etched

in my heart and mind

replaying at the depths of my soul in the dark nights

and the brightest day, in the busiest instant of time

to the time I am free as a hawk in the sky.

Wishing and trying to figure out

what made you go rogue on our love

and kill it in the most gruesomest

way possible, damaging me to an extent

that even my best friend could repair,

nor could the hundreds of God could

give redemption from.

In the corners of the road, amongst the thousands

my eyes still searches for you in the real

world as well as the virtual world.

Hoping and dreaming just for a glance

of your beautiful smile

which once brought me to my knees.

Every day I decide to let go, but letting go itself lets go

of my decision.

You were always the damsel who made

me put on my best battle suit to fight on.

And till today I do fight, before it was to win you

now to let you go.

Your love was all that kept me humble and kind

and till date it sure does.

For whenever there is a happy moment it makes

Me doubt the instance .

You were the flower that bloomed

In my desert heart.

Unknowingly things went haywire

Paradise was just burnt to the ground

And u danced amidst the ashes.

The artistic approach to literature

Turned into a monologue of trying

To forget and forgive you.

For you see; words merely try to speak

Out my heart n soul.

You were the chaos I was once

Happy to be with now

All am left with is just the chaos

Which you left me with.

How do I tell that

You still cross my mind

That i still to long to hold your

Hands n walk through rest of

Our life.

You are there yet not there

So is the void that runs in my life

Without you.

May be one day you will come back

Or may be i shall forget you forever.

Either of which am unsure.

But maybe one day……..

It shall all pass.
Cheers to life

Airboy89
 

 

the state of uncertainity

How it feels to be broken

is a question not

even the broken cant  explain

it is a state of uncertainty

where the perfect flowers

also seems mocking

It is a phase where even a

bright daylight seems to be

burning you

to ashes.

It is where even happiness

seems some sarcastic joke

by life

It is a phase where the

mind goes for a stroll

imagining the unimaginable.

It is a stage in life

where pain is just a word

cause the emotion is

indescribable,

but then it is just a phase

few pass it few hide it

few just stop it

by giving into it.

All in all

it is a lesson in life which everyone

learns in their life at a certain

extent

….

Cheers to life

Airbiy89

Short Post 14

In the sea of what if’s and it could have been

A wave washed ashore

Thinking what if

the vampire is not scared of the sun

what if they hide away from the sun

not cause of death is scary

What if the sunlight would only judge them

for staying alive.

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The untold stories created a melodrama

in the pages of the book which was written inside the head.

 

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The struggle was not to die

but to die living.

The struggle was not to stop failing

but to build success upon those failures.

Struggle was not for peace

but to find chaos, peaceful.

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Short Post # 13

As the rain outside stops and the storm inside just starts;

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Happy with the illusion of happiness said the realist.

Happy with the illusion said the illusionist.

Happy with the idea of happiness, laughed happiness.

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Anger wanted to burn everything down;

heart just added fuel to it

mind just kept quite

Conscience just lite it

for sometimes demons are created not born.

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As I see the wolf dance to the tune of its solitude

the beats inside my heart plays a music

irresistible to dance in accord to it.

 

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There are isno forgiveness there is no vengence

there’s just moving on leaving aside all that hurts.

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cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

 

 

Its just you !!!

As the rain of pain, once flooded the field of happiness,

the crop of peace was devastated.

And the farmer couldn’t think of harvesting the crop again,

thus came along another farmer who had been thru similar.

And as the winds of change slowly wooed

the first farmer to plant

seeds of happiness again in his barren heart.

It was she who made him accept the change

for he listened without a rebuttal.

For it was not the crop he cared for, but it was the hope

the energy she brought out of him

which persuaded him

to believe he is still alive n still capable of love.

Little did she know

how greatly she had made an impact on the farmer

n slowly d crop of happiness started growing..

For she was the farmer as well as the rain.

A rain which was needed. Unlike the first rain….

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89