Janm, Lagn, Mrityu- ye teeno insaan ke khud ke vash main nahi hain, aisa naniji kahti hain. Unse phone pe baat kar ke yaad aati hai wo meri kaashi, jahaan paawan gangaa bahti hai.
Was thinking that we plan so many things in life. At times, things happen beyond our expectations, and go beyond our control.
My stubborn self never planned to give my heart to anyone. But as it has started happening otherwise, my loving self has started taking over.
Love hs its own moments of joy n despair.
So few times, brain says - nothing doing. marriage n pyar - karna hee nahi hai. Loads of emotions too precious to spare.
Thn at times, I brush it aside.
And with my wonderful lovely brave dreams, I ride.
What if this life ends pretty much soon...
Donno for sm reason god has planned him not to be here. I can just see the moon.
Since I dont know till wht time i am gonna on this planet earth,
Before i die, i wish to give him all, now, whtvr it's worth.
Hope he meets before it gets very late. That's why tears came.
So don't be angry with them. They are just the tears of deep love. No one to blame.
Clock is ticking fast.
Yet I damn care. Coz thr is timelessness inside, 'm aware.
Ultimately the existence of true love ,would survive at last.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Soulinks
We all are interlinked, like cards in deck. That card readers use to read the fortune. In order to understand the message, we need to have all the cards. individual. but belonging to same deck.
In certain reincarnations, we divide into two. A female and a male part. Our soul do divide as do stars and crystals, plants and cells.
Love is the force that brings us back together, in order to condense the experience dispersed in many lives and many parts of the world. Greater love that separates us feels pleased with the love that brings us together again.
If our soulmate is happy, then we too will be happy. If they are not well, then we will suffer, however unconsiously, a portion of their pain.
The soulmate surely crosses our path atleast once in every reincarnation. Even if it is a matter of moments, those moments bring love so intense that it justifies the rest of our days. And we should not be selfish.
In certain reincarnations, we divide into two. A female and a male part. Our soul do divide as do stars and crystals, plants and cells.
Love is the force that brings us back together, in order to condense the experience dispersed in many lives and many parts of the world. Greater love that separates us feels pleased with the love that brings us together again.
If our soulmate is happy, then we too will be happy. If they are not well, then we will suffer, however unconsiously, a portion of their pain.
The soulmate surely crosses our path atleast once in every reincarnation. Even if it is a matter of moments, those moments bring love so intense that it justifies the rest of our days. And we should not be selfish.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Peace
I think peace is not opposite of war.
We can have peace in midst of war , of fiercest battles coz we are fighting for our dreams. When our friends have lost hope, the peace of good fight helps us to carry on.
The mother who can feed her child, has peace in her eys even when her eys are trembling because diplomacy has failed, bombs are falling, soldiers are dying .
An archer has peace in his mind when he is drawing his bow, even though all his mnuscles are tense with physical effort.
Therefore, for the brave, peace is not opposite of war . Coz i know my brave ones are capable of :
Distinguishing between transient and endutring.They can fight for their dreams and for their survival, but respect bonds forged over time.
Knowing their adversaries are not necessarily their enemies.
Being aware that their actions can affect the future generation positively or negatively.
Remembering that perseverance is favourable.But remembering that it is different from stuborness. Battles that go on longer than necessary end up destroying the enthusiasm necesssary for later recontruction.
I love the brave.
We can have peace in midst of war , of fiercest battles coz we are fighting for our dreams. When our friends have lost hope, the peace of good fight helps us to carry on.
The mother who can feed her child, has peace in her eys even when her eys are trembling because diplomacy has failed, bombs are falling, soldiers are dying .
An archer has peace in his mind when he is drawing his bow, even though all his mnuscles are tense with physical effort.
Therefore, for the brave, peace is not opposite of war . Coz i know my brave ones are capable of :
Distinguishing between transient and endutring.They can fight for their dreams and for their survival, but respect bonds forged over time.
Knowing their adversaries are not necessarily their enemies.
Being aware that their actions can affect the future generation positively or negatively.
Remembering that perseverance is favourable.But remembering that it is different from stuborness. Battles that go on longer than necessary end up destroying the enthusiasm necesssary for later recontruction.
I love the brave.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Possess
While I kept my heart to myself, I never had a single morning of anguish or a single night of insomnia. Since I fell in love, my life has been a sequence of anguish, losses, confusion. I think that God, by using love, managed to hide hell in the middle of Paradise.
And then, i remember the lines that i read at a moment-
Love possesses nothing and does not want to be possessed, because it is enough in itself. It will make you grow, and then throw you on the ground. It will whip you so that you feel your impotence, it will shake you to rid you of all your impurities. It will crush you to leave you flexible.
And then it will toss you in the fire so that you can become the blessed bread to be served at God’s sacred feast - (The Prophet, by Khalil Gibran [1883-1931])
And then, i remember the lines that i read at a moment-
Love possesses nothing and does not want to be possessed, because it is enough in itself. It will make you grow, and then throw you on the ground. It will whip you so that you feel your impotence, it will shake you to rid you of all your impurities. It will crush you to leave you flexible.
And then it will toss you in the fire so that you can become the blessed bread to be served at God’s sacred feast - (The Prophet, by Khalil Gibran [1883-1931])
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