As I Thinketh
- Lack in anything else but confidence.
- Four walls make a man whilst one fall makes a woman.
- Discipline takes precedence over any quality.
- Complaceny Kills.
- You dont change for someone but compromise for the person is worth it.
- The true strength of a man is revelaed at his weakest.
- Experience is an asset, not a tool for exploitation.
Inspired by James Allen. This is just a short list that worked for me. I do think it might change over time.
Interim peace
Interim peace.
It was yet another Restless night where the constant clutter of fan blades accompanied by mellow sounds of vehicles summed up the noise. The night witnessed the battle between the tempted heart and the intricated mind.The residue of happiness had gone beyond collectivity. The dawn drew closer.
As he closed his eyes slowly, and took a deep breath,which mounted his chest for some time revealing his masculinity, the presence of one such person awoke those half-closed eyes.The diaspora of images flashed infront of him. Within a matter of time,the eyes resorted to their same ways. The hesitance to confide made him hold back those haunting memories which dampened the very motion of his breath, he suffocated with angst stuck in his throat.Procrastination has lead to many such situations and yet no sign of change could be witnessed. Shame on him.
He dare not blame god as he makes no one perfect. He allows them to explore themselves to come to terms with their human persona. For every small destitution he experienced, he grinned at this foolishness and also for the lesson he will learn. He tossed the other direction to clear up this congestion in his mind.
He couldn’t make up his mind on what it was.would it have made a difference if he had known her earlier or under different circumstances? He was genuine. could it have been that the reason for reciprocation was due to the craving for attention that she had missed? The contradiction she bought to the table was just another episode to prove how fickle women were. Yes, there’s an element of skepticism and fear on her approach towards relationships and it can’t be blamed. He knew he had it all to turn it into something worthwhile and he just needed more time. Sadly, the usual friend, time, became his worst enemy. He knew it would be selfish to expect her to be patient. He didn’t want to impose or force her into anything as well. He decided. He pictured his heart as a fossil and spoke what his mind had to do. He wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do, but he knew this decision would only affect him and thus he was preparing to live with it,pondering could it be just another of his idealistic assumption? He faced up the ceiling.
It was serene, for now.
Confessions of a Weed
Its in the best interest of everyone that it isolates itself. As much it tries to provide for others, the nature of it will never change.In this barren land, where not a soul knows about the existence, it was almost impossible for anyone to tear it away. They were the endearing lot.
It is the shame that made it to a dig Hole and move into isolation. It does yearn for the friendship of the neighbours. It wants to re kindle everything and start all over again. It’s past just keeps getting in the way. The negative thoughts still remain vibrant as ever.
The battle between it’s birth traits collide intensively with those values that it has nurtured. The former remains gullible as ever and constant efforts to change does not sustain. It has incurred the wrath of most and amicability is not it’s forte.
It has many facades of life that deceives people initially. It has the ability to communicate well with everyone else but itself. It is not able to talk sense into and remains adamant on coming into acceptance with the human nature of committing sins. It the drive for perfection that haunts it. Lately, torn between the right and wrong it has started to destroy itself and has begun to lose interest in connecting with people. It has shifted it’s primary focus on competing the duties it was born for and perishing from the face of earth.
It has had many opportunities and has thought about its life a million times.This is the final chance it has given itself befor it decides to pull it out itself.
And so her hunt begins…
The desire has stemmed in and eradicated the inexplicable meaning of loneliness. It has dwelled itself deep within and found mediums to express itself. The fact that her career revolved around the jiggles and jingles, it was inevitable for her identity to remain unknown.
The birds chirp in euphoria, the cocoons fight hard to be able to float around her blissfulness. The wheels find warmth in her grasp. I think it was something she needed after the devastating news that left her in despair. The boldness of a woman shimmered beneath the stains of time. One could only wonder and admire her.
The smile was long awaited by many, including her. She threw away the mask of seclusion and sauntered into the world. The hope of finding a concrete symbol of faith remains unknown but she is ready to go. The tigress has revealed herself!
Amicable Obligation
As He watched these mannequins’ failure to saunter, with apathy filled within, the everlasting questions remained unsolved.
The constant reminders of their next tasks ran through their mind that a child’s laughter had gone unnoticed. Chained by his sinful conscience, his smile was invincible. The pungent aroma from a female face awakened him just on time for his station.
Just a stride and it unfolded in front of him, a diaspora of virtual screenings. He has not come into acceptance with life’s terms. A few more steps to reach his second destination.
He had lost his strength to look someone in the eyes, to utter a word in desperation. Frantic movement of eyes to avoid any familiar faces. He finally rested, seated on a empty train,awaiting his next destination. What was he running from?
The mirror reflections hurled insults at him and cursed themselves for portraying such a sinner. He died for a moment. What else could he lose more than the liberty to look in the mirror at himself. He promised never to look into a mirror, it didn’t last song.
He froze under a 38.C afternoon. All these thinking made him hungry.He couldn’t swallow the food but to his relief, the stomach didn’t grumble anymore. He reached his desk, enya sent him to deep slumber.
The only women ever to love him was his mom. It was an obligation. All mothers have to, she wasn’t an exception. He tried searching, but it ended in vain.He remained asleep.