Aug 9, 2012


The question inside was Me, My existence, its truth and its meaning and while I was delving deeper in these thoughts, a sudden realization came as to where are the grassroots? Probably that is where I should start from to satiate myself with all the questions and puzzles about my being. 

WHAT DEFINES ME? Is it my outer aura or the inner soul? Is it the flesh and bones or the thoughts and wisdom? Is it the spoken words or the silent conversations? Is it about the real or the ideal? And as I sat in my silent and comfort zone, I started penning down incidences that would help me reveal myself.  And that is where the metamorphosis of external started and after peeling off a couple of layers, I progressed to the internal self… 

I was wondering what if the material ceased to exist, would it tamper my existence too and the answer was No. I then introspected what if I loose all that I have yearned for and earned, would it change the ‘Me’ inside me and yet again the answer came out loud and clear as a simple No. What if people around me change, what if relationships outgrow? Would that manage to change my identity? Of course not! And then I related to the fact that myself is lying intact within me even if it’s exposed to the external environment, it’s that one valuable thing that is permanent and preserved deep inside me and would never change, no matter subjected to what.  My soul beholds the most precious things that cannot be taken from me. I definitely have a body but then, I am all but most importantly,  A SOUL.

Now that the soul is what makes me, I owe a greater responsibility towards it. Don’t I need to nurture it, like I nurture the body that holds me inside? And all that could come to my mind was, through acceptance, persistence, tolerance and independence as these seemed to be the key ingredients to happiness and cheerfulness. And I agree, as per the Maslow’s law of hierarchy of needs, he quotes the highest is Self-Realization that comes through the search of this truth, and the only biggest truth, the SOUL. 

If we observe the artists, the musicians or the writers, their creations are the inner reflections of their true self.  What they paint, write or create is no rocket science or an exclusive work of art but just a part of their soul. It’s an extension of the soul that is trying to spark a connection with the outer world. It’s a glimpse of their nature. The soul never thinks without a picture. It has its imaginary sketch board where it creates and paints and then reveals through different mediums. It is with kindness and the good deeds that we manage to nourish our souls. And we need to continue doing this for it is with the soul that we can understand and experience the feelings. Without a soul, the body is rendered useless to ecstasy, pain, grief, relief, happiness or sorrows of this world. Any knowledge is non-existent if emotions are lacking. We often grow up learning truths but they shape into a fact only when we have felt its force, its strength.  To the acceptance of the head, there should be tied the experience of our soul. That’s how we learn, we nurture ourselves and this is how we grow. And it’s the strength of a soul that decides the course of our journey on this earth. There is no accident, no obstacle, no discouragement, no fate, no miracle and no destiny that can ever challenge a determined soul. And now that I have realized the power of my soul, I know who I am and I know how to map out the course of my journey on this planet and come out brighter and stronger.  

Jul 31, 2012


From the break of a dawn to the dark of the night
From the realms of the past, to an evolving plight
I stand for my beliefs, and these dreams and insight

From a girl-next-door to a woman who doesn’t bear
From the dreams I have lived, to the dreads I fear
I have been walking on the paths that are not so clear

I see I am transcending, and I don’t see where I am going
And it comes to my realization, like a river I am flowing
I want to roar and to rise and I don’t know, if I am growing
I know where I have come from but not sure where I am going

I laugh out loud, and I can scream in the pain
I have been stumbling and falling and been insane
I am so scared of loosing but am pitying this game
I have been going around yet am breaking this chain

With my heart surrendered and yet the head so high
The time is rolling and the memories, they fly me by
Now the truth just seems to be another sugarcoated lie
And I have questions surrounding, as to how and why

There is nothing till date that has changed inside
And I am wondering as yet, where do memories reside
Do they stay with me or just they stalk and then hide
The answers never surface and this truth subsides

Is it the edge where I start, or the end of this journey?
Is it the beginning of a course or the end of a beginning?

Though they seem to me, just like evolution of an origin
I am scared to define, and I don’t want it to be pinned

I am living it off with no pains and grins
But I wish the best, for it’s a valuable thing
The Gift of God, our life and upbringings
I wish to live and to remove all the sins

I have been an extremist and I don’t understand minus feelings
I live to explore, to grow and to do the humane things

Being deprived of what I owe to me, I still go on
With the truth inside, I don’t wish to pile on

I just live on and on, and over the bridge
I tread to it and then, I break all free

The universe conspires, and I bring it on
I live to be me, I don’t wish to be a moron 

Jan 24, 2012

Naya Raasta......

Kuch gumshudaa, kuch bewazah
Main dhoondhti honn, ki kuch to ho wazah

Wazah har baat ki, wazah is mulaakaat ki
Wazah is saath ki, har ulajhi si baat ki

Kyun hai ye kaynaat? kyun hoon main tere saath?
Kyun na main ji sakoon? wahaan jahaan nahin jazbaat

Kyun hai ye kehkasaan? kyun na tu hota hai rawaan?
Kyun hai ye raat kyun? ye ansuni baat kyun?

Ye bandishein tod doon, main apna rukh mod doon
Kyun naa hoon main judaa, nahin jab tu khuda

Ki ab main laapata, jo chahey dhoondta chala
Ye sab hai bewajah, nahin ye mera raasta....

Nayi subah meri, nayi shaamein hain ab
Naa mera hai sabab, naa ab tu besabab

Ki ab rukh mod lein, ye chilman chod dein
Naya chunein raasta, ye humko hai vaasta......

Some Candid Thoughts.........

Live your life or live with dreams
They are way apart, there are extremes
Choose to be now, or stay to be chosen
You decide your course, or stay in the oven
What is meant to be, would always be
Let the course decide, its destiny
Me and you, we're just part of the game
We play to loose, to win, to victory, to fame
It's easy, it's neat, it's sanctity to say
When you want to leave, when you want to stay
Act, react, and defy the moods
Realize the truth and act to your roots.........