Just a Game

                                                                    Just a game

Sometimes, I wonder if I did justice with my life because all we ever  try to do is to go with the flow of it. Just like a stone in water which once dropped keeps flowing with the flow of water until someone picks it up or it gets sidelined on some so called shore. But, the best part is that when a person picks up that stone, the fate of that stone quickly shifts to the holder of that stone. He will either keep it for some reason or pick it up just to throw it back in the stream of water again. Same happens with us. There is a striking similarity i.e. just when you think that you have nothing left in life or you feel like you have hit a rock bottom all you want is to be picked up by someone, someone who’ll either mould you again &keep you or someone who’ll just pick you up to throw back into the game of life…..Isn’t it..???

Well, I can’t speak on behalf of everyone but it has happened with me and I am very grateful to people like them who taught me to play the game of “life” again.
What are we…???
Just a solid figure of bones and muscles with a soul. This soul is what keeps the flame alive…the flame that someone ignites within you when you’ve lost every bit of faith in yourself or when you’ve lost the zeal to get up again. But, at least there is one difference between the rock and us. It’s the desire. The rock surely is a non-living thing but so is the desire until and unless we find the right way to or the right soul to ignite it. The rock can’t go back to the water itself, someone will have to throw it in the water, but we, we humans can do that on our own will. It’s not about giving up when life turns bitter or gets the bad of you…It’s about staying put and playing the challenge with a blend of desire. This is who we are,  we need to learn to get up every time we fall down and instead not turn into some rock and wait for someone to come along and put us back in this life’s game….

While I was in school, there was a particular quote put up on the wall that I admired the most…it read.. “Failure is not when you fail; it’s when you don’t get up again”. It inspired me every time I read it and that thought still lingers in my mind and some time’s it does its purpose…. i.e. to help me get back in the game……….

A new Day

A NEW DAY
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Waking up from a dream
the hardest part was yet to come
accepting the truth,that we are already done
No matter how hard i try
the past still lingers on
if faith was to trust then im already done


The bright blue sky
still calls me upon and says
"A new day has come"
leave no stone unturned
the past might shake you down
but you gotta hold it down the line
A new day has come

My wings are now broken
i have become too weak to fly
the patience is still there
that i might come across something better
But,
even deep down i know
nothing ever can be as sweet as you

The bright blue sky
still calls me upon and says
"A new day has come"
leave no stone unturned
the past might shake you down
but you gotta hold it down the line
A new day has come

Broken..!? Well Yeah...!!!!

                                                 Broken..!? Well yeah.....!!!!

It would be a lie, a very big lie if I said that I didn’t care about you. It’s just the fact that I know that your answer will be a “no” so actually I am pretty scared. I didn’t know what to say…when you gave me that grin look and asked me to be frank whether I loved you or not. I know I should have said “yes”, but come on we both knew what your answer would have been.

 So, now it’s all back to normal or as you would see it…but deep down inside even you know that I lied. All I need is a slight twist of fate, that someday, somehow I might get a “yes” from you. Yes, I’m living on that hope. It’s the only thing that compels me to keep the truth away from you. I surely have you as my friend and I’m not going to let the truth affect this friendship. Yes, it’s true that we don’t talk much neither are we in regular contact but that’s just another way to keep myself from spilling out the truth. But, every time we talk, even though it lasts for just an hour or so…I’ll admit that it’s the best time of the day, it sends a chill down my spine every time see you and run out of words if we ever talk face to face. I don’t know what to do now…all I can do is what I do best and that is to pretend….pretend like I’m over you and put a fake smile on my face.

 I tried to move on but every time I came back to square one, i.e. “YOU”…. I even tried falling love with other girls but every time it came falling down like a house of cards. I know that you don’t feel the same way and neither am I going to force you or make an effort towards it… Sometimes, it’s better to fall apart in order to stand together…….