Dream Catcher

Having a tender a heart, a mind which feels for other and a soul which is gentle and caring, all sounds so good and ideal. Compassion, idealism all sounds to proper, so right, so good. Put those values in soul of a persona and you will have individual who is a beacon of all good about humans. Alas it is not that simple. There is nothing like an ideal man. We all are designed to make pursuit of happiness as our only goal in life. Some of us look at spirituality to provide them happiness, some to religion, some to helping other out, others fight poverty, and some are champions of democracy, for some they are willing to bleed for communism. We all want to be special, to have individual and unique thought process, to feel self-important and however we argue against it, when it comes to I vs them, we invariably choose I over them anytime. “I love my parents”, “I am willing to do anything for my friends”, “I can die for my country”, “I am a good human inside”, “I never intentionally hu

This dark night will pass, and there will be sunshine. The water in river will be blue again, and diamond like sand will again shine. The flowers will bloom again after winter, majestic and full of fragrance. The birds will sing the morning song, and celebrate by sky diving from their nests. Pine trees in wood will sing the song again, tease and romance the rocks in the wood. The moon will again be full and beautiful, rising to make the world fall in love again. Everything would be there my dear. life will go on as it always does. You won't be there and neither would I. the longing would be there and so will the pain. You would be somewhere else, trying the make meaning out of life. I would be somewhere else, where the stars don't shine this bright. The flowers won't be beautiful. cause i will fear the thorns in them. The moon won't be beautiful for me as it will make me long for you more. The sun won't shine brightly for me, as my suns

Its raining incessentaly here people drenched and wet cursing the rain and the water as they have chores to complete everyone trying to tell heaven to sweat at the time they seek people are getting wet but less are walking in the rain clothes are getting drenched but soul is yet not wet mother nature is a woman with weather god at her command she is telling angels to arrange for rain Only a woman can do things which needs to be done despite the indifference and apathy of her adopted or otherwise sons O mother nature don't listen to cynics keep doing what you want I want more rains more and more to drench my insatiable soul

Do I believe in GOD or rather do I believe that GOD, if there, is impartial, fair and good. Am I an atheist or simply agnostic or may be a believer. Questions which people ask and questions which I reply by a mere smile or a nonchalant shrug. Smile because i am afraid that any reply from my side will let them ask me more and more question and shrug because that's the best way I know of showing indifference. So coming back to the million dollar question, the answer is not that simple. I believe, rather I know that I am a devout but in a different mold. One thing which I honestly follow in all my dealings is that if you believe in something, you ought to believe in its absolute infallibility. If I trust, its has to be an absolute and sacred trust, If I love is has to be absolute. I ran away from anything which is not absolute, I distrust a person who fail me continuously and however hurt I may be because of any of my decision, once taken their is no going back. That keeps life sim

Power of suggestion, power of mind, power of thoughts when you woke up suddenly and see world around you in a different light. At that moment everything make sense and nothing make sense as well. Voices are music and voices are cacophony as well. When you sit misty eyed in a crowd and still feel no rush, humans seem like floating aimlessly. Boy and girl on the opposite side of road, smiling and whispering sweet musings, and you see the mask they are wearing and wonder how long before they are shouting at each other, fight over trivial things, how long before mask of love will be off. Pizza boy on the other side, defying all rules of traffic and all laws of physics, gliding through the traffic like a slippery reptile just slips out of your grasp. In so much hurry, worried about 30 minute deadline and pay cut if he fails to deliver before that, making himself a potential victim of road accident, just to feed someone within 30 minutes of order. A poor mother begging on the roadside, chi