Ruminate Thoughts

Who knows what's to come?
After all we're unprepared how much ever we're prepared
All that you do is a vain in the game of time
For it decides what's for you and what's not
You use and and use yourself for all purposes
Become blunt from once a so called sharp pointed pencil
After all, what are we without adversities?
They're like sharpeners
They sharpen us, make us durable and strong
At the same time wear us out and make us smaller and smaller
By the passing minute
Until the day we no longer need them
And understand the final truth
And learn and let go.

FOR YOU, MY LOVE

For all the times that have gone by

For all the times and adversities that made us who we are

For all the fights and patch ups we had

For all the love we share

For all the forbidden secrets we know of each others

For all the insane memories we’ve made

For all the times we made each other insane

For all the times we made each other cry

For all the times we made each other laugh

For all the times you’ve been my partner in crime

For all the times we made the world jealous

I would like to say a few things

You, my love

Are one of the most prized possessions of my life

And without you my life would’ve been in a totally different place

For your smile, laugh, concern, problems and love

Take me to the brink of my emotions

And leave me there testing and creating new boundaries

For the light you bring into my life

Is like a breath of fresh air and fresh perspective

For your daily routine

Is the life lesson you teach

You inspire me, and I respect you for all that you’ve been through

And I will love you forever and ever

Because my love without you

I will never be the same

For you are irreplaceable

And you mean the world to me

Racism

We’ve been well versed with this particular word. Racism and its true meaning have emerged in the nineteenth and the early twentieth centuries because of the slave trade by the United States of America. It’s not a fact unknown to many of us regarding the cruelty the African people were subjected to during that period.  Of course we use this often verbally in phrases like, “dude don’t be a racist” or “such a racist”. But do we truly understand the concept of racism? I think no.


Racism consists of ideologies and practices that seek to justify the unequal distribution of privileges, rights or goods among different racial groups. Modern sense of it is often based in social perceptions of biological differences between people. Racism usually involves people of one kind who have the preconceived mindset that their culture and respective specifics of their race are superior to that of others. Despite all our denials that we aren’t racists, we come across very few people who don’t judge, and truly accept people for who they are. It isn’t surprising to note that in the modern world, people differentiate each other and judge each other based on skin color, caste, religion, language and maybe even the place which they hail from.


As the levels of qualification and financial stability of a certain class of people increase, they are blinded with a false sense of prestige and arrogance that makes them indifferent to the class of people a level below them. Tell me a something; don’t they breathe the same air that a poor man breathes? So why does the concept of racism arise? Okay, let us leave that, we’ll brush it off saying that money brings arrogance as a gift. But the common people like us? Don’t we judge people based on how they speak, eat and talk? And of course the way they behave? Don’t tell no, because frankly speaking my answer is yes, I will not lie. And yours will be too. And isn’t this a type of racism too?


The whole point of this article is not to preach about how not to be a racist. But it is to bring forward the common racist things we do in our daily life and to change them. For this we should understand the finer aspects of the concept of racism. It’s high time that we stop judging people for their language, culture, behavior, physical appearance and of course the main point their sex. Every person has a reason for the way they are, and you are no one to point your finger at them or make them feel low or hold them wrong, unless and until they interfere in your business. We’ve seen the number of people who have committed suicide because of this very problem. I want to conclude saying, there is a racist in most of us, despite our continual denial and maybe it’s time for us to broaden the view of the aspect of that six lettered word and kill the racist inside us for we are all humans and we are all a part of the same mother.

Lost

I've always wondered if people could be invisible
Maybe yes, maybe no.
An omnipresent question occupying a miniscule part of me
Invisible? But how?
I never really understood.

But now, maybe I understand.
After meeting you, after parting with you
Maybe I now know what invisible means
In a crowded room, feeling all alone
People say, I used to gape at them
Oh how much they might have misunderstood me
I can't blame them, can I?
I didn't have my teacher teach me then

But now I know
How empty things feel when a part of you is missing
I still feel your palpable heartbeat
Every time I scroll through my gallery
The carefree laugh, the carefree love
Maybe that wasn't meant to be
Or maybe it was
I do not know anything anymore

I'm left in all but your memories
Your love, your tiny acts of heed
Our tiny attempt at infinity
Now that you've gone on your heavenly abode
With no strings attached
I'm helpless, just like a flightless bird left to fly
I'm incapable of anything but sitting and being lost

Neither do I know when am I going to heal
Nor in how much time
But until then, my love remain fresh in me
Cause one day, no matter what I will reach you

You'll always be my love, my lost love
A part of my lost soul
You'll always have you in me
All of me


This one is for a person, who is very dear to me and is curing herself from the death of her beloved.

Strength or what?

The dreamy thoughts I had
The picturesque pictures I've seen

The smile I hold on to my face
The happiness radiating back through me
Is everything but a mask I cover and protect myself with
For the more I expose my true me
The more I fear of losing the empire I've built
For the more I expose my true me
The more I fear of becoming vulnerable
And the more I fear of my impenetrable walls breach
The impenetrable walls of steel I once thought of them to be
But when I place myself around you
The whole of my pretense just goes away in a jiffy
Such is your capability
In deciphering this masquerade of mine as a facade.
When you're around me
It's like they say
The drama of my life comes into life.

Quagmire

I never knew what gray meant
I never knew what pain meant
I never knew what love meant
Until I've fallen in our quagmire
A quagmire I never knew was so deep

I look back at the past
Where all I knew was
Unadulterated Joy, Laugh and Cry
But now? This feeling?
A feeling so new; so surreal, so appealing
Just like a quagmire I would never know the depth of

Numerous attempts I've made
To put in words of
How I feel, but every time I
Feel nothing, but the disappointment
Of a job not done

So many things that I'm unsure of
So many things that are
As new and as fresh as a budding flower
Showing no signs of senescence and scars
Are what I experience now

Even though I'm unsure of what next
I've pulled myself in this too deep
Way beyond rescue
But baby, let there be pain or happiness
I trust you and I promise you

To stay by and
Be trapped in your quagmire
For I know
It's the only place I know
Where there is Mystery and Love
Pain and Gray along with
Happiness and Hope