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Despicable words.

1. idiosyncrasies

can make or break a relationship. Can make and break the same relationship. These are weaknesses which symbolize selfishness. Makes you realise your behaviour is your own baggage. Patience is such an external phenomenon. The turmoil that boils inside is what characterizes you.

2. priority

is such an illusion. A curse. Distorts everything. It’s like telling everybody, come mess with me. Because you build it up based on your past and rest it on the future.

3. compromise

is the nemesis of courage. There is a rather thin line between the two. Just like that thread between ‘Let it be’ and ‘Giving up’. If we don’t understand this, we can’t keep moving.

Over time, how you change yourself, is your decree. your truth, your triumph. How you change others, is your sin. There is nothing like a right or wrong, it all comes down to perspective. Maybe a level deeper, it all comes down to doubt. And that brings about restlessness – the trigger of all failures. And achievements. Yes, maybe at times it takes a lot of distance to get a third person’s view for your own self. And then it hits you that all those who wander are in fact lost. Wonderfully lost. And you know what, ironically, Pain is the most positive message among all these. Because it wakes us up in a way no alarm clock ever can.

#Learnings of the free shadow.

when Wit lost

and he had said once
better a witty fool than a foolish Wit
for what is life without a bit of brains
but words lose all essence when rife,
how about a bit of Humour too, dear life?

and then Grace entered the room
and all the Wit went bonkers
for what sparks this affair will emit
the eyes met after a long wait
what do you have in store for them, dear fate?

will it be the love of their lives
or a crazy crush crushed in a while
for who knows if opposites really attract
and this is the moment when Wit knew
he needed the help of Courage to sail through

so he called out for Courage
but he was busy fighting with Fear
‘what do I do now’ Wit pondered hard
maybe Wisdom could give some advice
‘ços he didn’t want to lose out on Grace twice…

but when he looked around,
Grace had left with Charm
and then Humour, Courage and Wisdom arrived
‘how could you not find us, Dear Wit?’ they said
we all are inside you, we are one perpetual inseparable thread…

:Encouraged by the  Prompt-Wit @ http://www.sundayscribblings.blogspot.in/

just another day

it’s one of those days,
when you thought you were losing it all,
but the dawn came along and hugged you tight
freed from those fears,
spared from those strains
you think its back to feeling loved and light…

but it’s just another day,
with a bit more love
and a bit less care
its been long since that prayer
and I don’t wanna be the drums in the song
I wanna be that music all along…

but it’s just another day
‘what funny years’…
you scribble in your diary
the hope tingles that there is no expiry
and I don’t wanna be the tulips in red
I wanna be that strong vase instead…

but it’s just another day
unhugged yet special
obscure since inception
with an enduring perception
and I don’t wanna be the aged wine next to the cheek
I wanna be that savor..that flavor unique…

yet its just another day
thinking too little
or thinking too much am I?
a white rose,a clover or just a bonsai?
but then I don’t wanna be the cream on top
I wanna be the sweetness in each drop.

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