Hard to define what I am going to write but a hotch-potch of thoughts is
tickling the mind. So many stories of life seem similar but each one has a
uniqueness to it. Every pain and happiness in my heart has a unique reason,
color n shades of vibrant as well as dead emotions.
Hotch-potch 1 -
Sometimes an external thought can bring more clarity to life than your own
wisdom and I have good amount of it to say the least (humble me!). One day I came across a thought on FB (of all
the places, can you believe it!!) which said sometimes we should walk away from
the thoughts that depress us because we have no control on some things in life,
walk away people that depress us because they have chosen a path of self-destruction
despite the numerous warnings and hazard signs, walk away from anything that is
disproportionately keeping your mind and heart occupied by its negative energy.
Learn to say no to incoming negative energy. It helps to keep your heart and
mind healthy and happy. It’s not fair to your heart and mind to bear others
mistakes or misfortunes. Learn to put a hard STOP after a point. Helping
someone is fine if they want to be helped but if someone just wants to scream
that they are drowning and want help but still want to drown doesn’t deserve
rescue beyond a rope and a tube. Don’t jump yourself as they may drown you
before they themselves drown. Pray for their safety and wellness and move
inside your own circle of life.
Hotch-potch 2 -
Sometimes I feel my soul has been stolen and someone else resides under me.
Whenever I close my eyes, I don’t see myself but the other one. It rattles me
to the core but makes me feel happy, a wave of happiness and love with a sea of
emotions all once and together start stirring me. Sometimes, the same feelings
choke me and come out in the form of moistness from eyes. How can a thief enjoy
such high attachment to my inner being leading to my own detachment from so
many others? Not sure if I want my soul back but I surely don’t want to let go
of the other in me. You moved everything and everyone from inside of me. A
fool's foolish foolhardy.
“Jo shuru hi nahi hua usey khatam kaise karoon, aur jo
khatam hi nahi hua usey bhool kaise jaaoon.”
Hotch-potch 3 -
Who has more right on me…. Myself, whom I love, who love me, who have nothing
to do with love but life has chosen me for him.
One's kids have a right cos it’s not his fault we called him
or her to our life. But he needs a part of my life so that he can build his own
before charting his own path. A child doesn’t know who, where, how, why….we
know. We are his beacon.
Apart from that, no one but I have a right on my life. For every
other relationship, we fulfil a need… physical, emotional, spiritual. My
connection to you and your connection to me is a mutual agreement satisfying a
common goal without any false or deceiving expectations. You shift the goal,
you strain the connection.
Har dard, har pyar ki yehi kahaani hai,
Milne aur bichhadne ki yehi kahaani hai,
Flight is about to land and its time to finish this journey.
So, till we write again.
Ik muskurahat zindagi khila deti hai, thoda khush raho yaar,
zindagi mein dhoop, chhaao aur barsaat aati jaati rehti hai.
