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What is the best thing that we can ever expect out of life?

For me maybe it is getting a direction towards which you can constantly work and think. Identifying a definite goal towards which you can actually put all your energy and power! And it’s really worth it if at all you are successful in identifying your mission. I just realized the reason behind me becoming a recluse,,, probably because it is high time that I was astray and didn’t really think towards the very intriguing thought; my mission on this very planet! OMG what have I been doing with soo much talent and potential, right now: wasting it with utter satisfaction!

I am suddenly driven towards working a lot, learning things I never thought I would even bother to pay attention to. I feel the drive in me to explore and explore more. I don’t know from where and how but I am right now just thinking about: how I can grow?? Grow in every aspect of life. I feel like learning everything and anything!!! Be a spell bee champion, an awesome doodler, a great painter, best poet ever, creative like never before, a quizzer, an avid reader, a novelist maybe! By now you must be very much aware how much driven I am feeling right now. The present feeling is way beyond explanation. It feels as if I am running short of time. I don’t have a speck of a second to waste on anything that is not worth it. I want to be superfast and do everything in a split of a second, also be a very fast learner. I am feeling the way I have never felt before. Fingers crossed, I don’t want this fire, this burning desire to blow off in any way. I want to be the way I have never been before. I want to be the best of me! THE BEST VERSION OF ME(an upgraded one)!!!


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A little boy sitting alone
I saw him from distant far
He was almost on my own
I wondered who left him distant far?
He was crying I could make out
Wiping his tears he walked straight
In the middle of the road, I wanted to shout
Lost and weird on the way that was laid.
Hey stop! I shouted thrice
'Don't walk in the middle of the road'
I was chanting the sane advice
He ignored and walked as if releasing some load...
I ran and reached him somehow
I finally brought him to the stopping mode
I looked in his eyes and I saw pain
I could sense as his soul began to corrode
He was a little boy and I hope he is fine
He was a little boy I wish I could understand
He was a little boy and he is somewhere
He was a little boy on the distant land!

A Story

The time thus stopped, still
Between then and the now,
Then was forever beautiful
Now is undulating but infernal.

Forever is hence a myth,
Tied between the bygone
And the moments yet to come
Stuck, unmoving and dead.

The rise of an era, indeed
Was not a beginning either,
It was called upon by turmoil
And the sacrifices of all.

Them all, gave up all they could
Left behind what they had,
They managed to flee, evacuate
But couldn't untie the chain.

The chain that was tied
So fast around their souls,
Choked, breathless, unmoved.
They cried, longed, lamented.

The emotions they were bound to
Took a toll on them once again,
The empire did rise again,
Them, all, remained the same!


Well, that ache in the center that apparently has no definite cause or maybe the reasons are too insignificant to be named the ultimate thing; there’s a root cause. It’s mere mind’s play, to decide, to let go and definitely to keep holding on…forever? Maybe, if it existed.
But that ache that is indifferent, an ache that feels new every-time, an ache that we’ve befriended like no other, an ache that is acknowledged and welcomed with smile driven tears, an ache that is nostalgic of moments that were mere memoirs of the bygone days, an ache that we never saw coming, an ache that was an escape once from the reality we never faced, an ache which has now become a necessity, an ache that is a part of you?

An ache,,, A beautiful one!