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Straight From My Heart

Life has its glory, its sheen that diminishes one day; but for people like me it has been a phoenix. Rises immediately when it is down to ashes.. But this particular characteristic of it isn't easily achieved. I had to learn to ignore the castigation against my work, he severe catcalls that were just to insult me. I had to learn to forgive all those who abased me, abashed me at every step i took. I trusted very few but my trust was rock strong,  but i was ditched.These people of the world had no qualms with making a mockery of my faith in them. Why me??? What did I do??? These and a volley of other questions. I did introspect myself but to no avail. I tried to rationalise but where was my fault. I have learnt to laugh at all this now. To get over it and understand the hidden point life offered me. People fight their life, their fate; I befriend them. They are my friends, my teachers. Even if something wrong or unexpected happens, they are there to hold me from falling, t

And then The Hero Goes Again..

Unsaid, unwritten, leaving people happy, happy to see the happy, leaving behind all the praises, all the appreciations showered upon him, the Hero goes. Not looking at what happened because of him, contended to do his work, feeling accomplished at the task's completion, the Hero goes. His mettle being his medal, His free spirit his weapon, His truth his shield, He knows his entire dynasty is waiting for him. His dynasty, extending beyond words, a place where even angels fear to tread, a utopia, a world that exists only for him, a world that He can call his, He goes there, not to rest but to recharge. For the day; when it ended for others, opened for him the doors to the vast night that He had to explore. Ready for his next venture, No fetters to bind him, Feeling lighter than even air, His head held high; people look at him, He oblivious to them moves on... and they just say.. And lo! He is off again... Once done and then the Hero goes again..

MEMOIRS OF BEING..(continued)

.....and then there is something hate...I hate because I am helpless..I hate it when people beg..There are these gangs and there are some who really need..I don't know which are they but my concern goes for the elderly and the handicapped.. Every time I experience any such site..I know am going to do something for them someday..It hurts and there have been numerous times when I have cried silently...tears didn't come but i know how it felt...AND we say our country had an 8% growth.. Am no economist(my cousin is) but I know one thing..counting what the rich have is not the parameter of growth for a nation having its majority in the middle and lower class.. Anyways.. THE train is here finally.. I don't get why people get so panicky at the sight of their train..Its not going to leave them and go..However incompetent  the Govt. and it officials may be( no offence plzz), they are smart enough to give enough time for passengers to board...That's how the stoppage on a parti

MEMOIRS OF BEING

A train journey and the numerous people i get to see..My fellow passengers u can say, a medley of happy and somber faces..happy to be on a journey to success and sad to be away from their people..The expressions are mixed..not knowing how to react at what happens.. Janshatabdi is my personal favourite among all the trains i have ever used to commute..and not that i have much of wanderlust, its just that through the journey of my life I have got to travel alot; and more than that I have observed people, their emotions, their languages and honestly I have till now known just a speck out of this vast unending world.... This world.. something i feel exists even beyond how we mathematically define infinity..don't let the geographical boundaries limit you, the world goes as far as the wildest imagination of a human has ever gone or will ever go. We don't run the world, its our desires, our enthusiasm, our life; that keeps it running.. Don't you think that its really easy for