Everything in this world comes with a price tag, except mother’s love. She has price for nothing. Her love is priceless. She sees no benefit over her child, keep loving her with expecting nothing in return.
A mother love her child irrespective of its color, gender, nature. Her love towards her child is perpetual, like a river. It always flows no matter what. She sees no pleasure over her child’s inconvenience. It’s not that she has to do because it’s right or wrong, for her there’s no rules, no categories, nothing. She gets pleasure only after watching her child happy and healthy. She expects nothing in return. A mother is someone who loves beyond any rule, power or possession. Her love is pure.
you are my Secret.
I am in someone else arms, but the only thing i think about is you. He kissed my forehead and hugged me tightly, but this doesn’t comforts me at all. He is not you. Then he leaned forward to kiss me on my lips, and that kiss remind me how much i want that kiss was with you. I don’t love him, i love you. I wish i could run back to you and cover myself with both of your hands. That is my place heaven. But i can’t help, i cannot change anything. You don’t want me. You never made an effort to stop me, you didn’t fight not even once, you let me go. Now here i am stuck in the place where i don’t belong to. I can’t speak to anyone about you. I have to endure all the pain, keeping you a secret. A secret which cannot be revealed. A secret which is breaking every atom of my body. Yes, you are my secret.
Love to Read.
I love reading. I love books.
I read when i don’t want to be alone, when i need someone who can understand me. And reading really helps. I read them and think, oh yes! that’s exactly what i feel. At that moment, i just want to embrace the book with my arms and keep it close to me, so that i don’t feel lonely. Like i have a friend, who actually understands me and don’t judge me. The more and more i become friendly with books, the more i got detach with people. Reading is an amazing feeling, its like can go anywhere you want to but you just have to stay at one place. It will make you a better person. The books you read, that will describe you. You will think on the basis of what you read. It also reduces stress. I’m crazy about books. Its cover, its words, its paper make me wonder how beautiful a thing can be. To me, new books are like new born babies. I take extra care while holding them. I don’t let anybody borrow my books, as i don’t trust them with it. I don’t scribble on my books. I keep it as neat and clean as i can.
Happy Reading Guys ! 🙂
Poem
She is like a painting on the immaculate wall,
Not everyone can understand her beauty but those who do will never forget her.
She is the dream of an artist,
Payoff of her sleepless nights,
Only he know the meaning of her every shape and reason behind her every colour.
She is the pride of the painter,
Her outer beauty is what everyone sees and applaud,
But what’s inside is the painter’s prestige.
She is a prick in the eye of haters who paint her with black,
like it was never there.
Don’t throw breadcrumbs of your love at me;
I won’t be such greedy, this time.
Her pitiable laments are inaudible; yet visible through her eyes.
How i started writing
Deep deep down inside your mind, there’s a place you heard voices from. Sometimes, those voices are so loud, that if you put your hands and cover your ear trying to close them thinking that it will get inaudible. But then you failed and you still hear those voices. No matter how to try you failed to escape them. And it will get unbearable to stop listening them and focus in anything, because the voices are twisting and turning with each other inside in your head, enhancing every passing seconds. You have left no choice but to listen what are the voices are trying to speak. At that moment, what i did is to take out a pen and notebook and sit somewhere alone, away from any kind of disturbance. First it was difficult, what to write, how to write? I ask my mind, but it was full of thoughts, mind doesn’t listen, it just talks. Then i ask my heart, it was in total peace, it wants to listen. Then i tried to connect word to word, wrote it in a notebook. Words become sentence, then a paragraph. After a while, i realized i filled five to six pages. And some things which was unclear inside my head, becomes more clear when i pen it down on a notebook. My thoughts seems more accurate by then. I felt light-hearted, free from burden and immense pleasure. Just by writing. Writing isn’t tough, you just have to know what’s worth writing for and what’s not. Since that day, i kept a diary and started writing in it every day.
Love finds a way
Door bell rang.
He open the door.
“where were you, mom? What takes you so long?” He said
” I must’ve died. Then there’s this girl who saved me. What a kind girl she was.” Mom said entering inside the door.
“oh god! Mom, you okay?” He exclaimed.
“yes son, I’m fine. Thanks to that girl. I was about to Cross the road. I was juggling with these heavy glocery bags. I didn’t saw the car rushing towards me. She pulled me back at the tight time. The car passed so close from me. And all my bags dropped down. She then, picked all my things and helped me to cross the road carefully. She was kept smiling. She has a beautiful smile. What a nice girl she was. I wish I could have a daughter like her.”
Later at night,
phone bell rang.
He picked up call.
“Hey, I love you” she said.
“I love you too” he replied.
“you know, today when I was coming from college. I saw a woman with so many bags, trying to cross the road. Thanks to God, I saw the car rushing towards her and pulled her back towards me. Then helped her to cross the road. Meanwhile, I kept smiling to assure her that she is okay now. I hope she reached home safely.”
he got surprised “hey ! that was my mom. Seems like your smile works on my mom too.”
she silently blushed
Book Review: Tuesdays with Morrie
By Mitch Albom
An old man, a young man, and life’s greatest lesson.
I love this book. This is a MUST READ once in your lifetime book. It is an easy read, you can complete it in one sitting. The story holds your attention till the end page. And in every chapter, it will teach you something extraordinary about your living. I definitely want reread it.
Here’s the summary. The story set up in early 90s, where Mitch lives in a New York . Mitch wanted to be a Musician, but due to some reasons he had to leave that dream behind and had to do some job to earn his living. So he started working as a reporter in a TV channel. Accidentally, he met his old professor, morrie, who used to be very close to his heart as a student and now he is going to die. Mitch regretted for not being in touch with him for so many years. After that, Morrie decided to teach him his last course, every tuesday. Mitch made a list of things he wanted to learn. This list consists :
Death
Fear
Aging
Greed
Marriage
Family
Society
Forgiveness
A meaningful life.
After teaching his last lesson Morrie died.
Mesmeric $oul
Mesmeric Soul 