Friday, 25 January 2013

Nostalgia


Now… I just feel like I am going down and down, feeling so lonely and found no one to care about me.. I just wanna sit alone in the locked room to think what I am and what I pretend to be. Because sometimes it is very important to give time to you analyzing what are the gains and losses in life. This calculation is bringing me madness. How beautiful it could be I wish if we get all things settled with no worries and wounds. But it is just a Utopian thought. Life is nothing but a bunch of harsh realities.

I understand this but still I am not able to kick out a gloomy hopeless feeling that has made a permanent place in me like something sucking my blood and making me weak day by day. A fictional scene reminds me feeling like I can see the light at the end of tunnel and but I am powerless to reach the end. Light is going far and far gradually. Time seems to be stuck and everything is crumbling down. Now it is the time to think that had I ever expected all about this, perhaps not but still everything is going on. Time cannot wait to come along. A great headache in the back of my head slowly creating a dire catastrophe and feels like nothing can aid this infection.

Reminding this again filling me up with Nostalgia, but it’s hard to dwell in the past anymore. All those memories have become grief but I am still struggling to save me from myself. I feel like I am sinking in deep in the tepid water. Everything is passing by with such swiftness with erratic clock that I am much confused that what to do and what should I not. I know somehow I’ll be okay but thoughts remain linger in the past.

Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Fischerweise


 The fisherman's not worried
 By sorrow and by care;
 He sets sail in the morning,
 His heart as light as air.

 Peace is all around him,
 In meadows and in streams
 With his songs he wakens
 The golden sunshine's beams.


 He sings while he is fishing
 From full land cheery breast,
 His works fills him with vigour,
 His vigour gives him zest.

 Then in the depths below him
 A tumult starts to break,
 And splashes through the heavens
 Reflected in the lake.

 But he who will a fish catch
 Needs eyes that clearly see,
 A heart as light as ether,
 And as waves so free.

 And on the bridge sits angling
 The shepherdess so sweet.
 Pray cease your tricks and cunning,
 The fish you cannot cheat.


Friday, 28 December 2012

Life Is A Journey


A journey that you start alone and end being alone is what I call “LIFE” When you get old in life things get taken from you but you know it is part of life. You may learn things when you start losing stuff. You reach a point of no return, but there you have to return to a real life, where nothing is an illusion. In that real world of life in its true meanings the first thing that you will learn is that all you have to DO is YOU have to do everything. No one will give you a hand. You will have to earn your living. There is nothing free in this world. Everything has its price. Are you willing to pay that price? Can you do that?

If yes sure you will get what you want. Now see, as life is not compromise, it is basically a bargain. What a religious do? He bargains with God. He does as his God says and in return what he wishes is forgiveness and paradise. If this very thing is not saved from give and take then how our lives are saved from it. We all are buyers and seller. If you are in a better position your will have an advantage by default. So pay the price. Take what you want. There is nothing to weep about. If you really want to weep, weep about your weakness that why you weep? Weakness is a sin even God helps those who have belief in themselves. The world is not for the weak. Don’t know even if they will have a chance here after. Snatch your share from this world before your life is snatched from you. Its time! You never know, when your time will be up either Today, tomorrow or the very next second. What more I should write. Always remember, shoot for the moon, even if you miss you will land among the stars… This is what life is, living is!