The unquestionable Love.

There is one silly yet powerful thing called LOVE.
I am not here to spread some awareness about Love. Just sharing a thought in brief that clicked to me when i opened my eyes this morning. No no, not related to my dream.

LOVE IS FREEDOM.

When you are in Love with any person in this world, the only moment you can realize it when you realize the freedom within you. There is no limitation, no restrictions, just nothing. You LET GO all the things that pull you back and just listen to LOVE. Yes, it is madness!


The most common things like, cribbing for no time, trying to be in touch every moment, self respect, ego and in front of world that person is all yours but inside some doings are killing you, is just not love. When you get over from all these things , you are definitely in love.


You can see Birds. They fly with freedom, like that the Love is. In the sky, wandering and making circles freely, they are not craving for safety. In love possessiveness does not matter. You get possessed about things also, so that what love is for you? Well, its just in your frame of mind. There is a thin line of difference between 'being caring' and 'being possessed'. And Love defines that difference. In love, you care for the person.

Let the lover be disgraceful, absent minded and crazy. Something sober will worry about things going badly. Let the lover be.

~~~RUMI

Does your mom ever asks you anything in return? Does she ever questions your choice and perception? That love is. In love, you believe in doing things rather than getting things done. You can feel that world is all about union and absence. Love overtakes this.

There is no secret of love to be learnt. Ask your soul, it just might be knowing and wanting you to accept.

When in love, finally you will sacrifice everything. You will lose, what you have considered valuable for all your life. But eventually, you will hear the voice you have most wanted to hear saying, yes come in. 

That's what love is. Yes, LOVE IS.

This painful pain.

Hello!

This not just another definition of pain. Read the randomness of my words.

Here we go!

The things around me make me sulk to the world.

The people around me make me run away.

Find me some place to run away..

To hide from the darkness

To overcome the sadness.

To betray, dishonesty

To accept honesty.

Find me some place to run away..

To learn how to 'love love',

To learn how to 'hate hate'

To learn how to dance on rhythms

To learn how to sing within notes.

Find me some place to run away..

Find me some better place,

where peace resides within soul,

and can differentiate the foul.

I may not be sounding perfect,

but perfection is something that's within imperfection.

Yes, my tears define some, which is not mine.

Now it's your turn to guess what's wrong and what's fine.

Play with your intuition, this world is a better place to live..

Find me 'some' better place to run away, run away and away..

See ya'll in next post. Love!

For the missing one.

Hello Hello!

Nothing more i can say for my absence since past one year. Just that, this wait was beneficial.
So here i am back with my fingers just hopping on the key board keys. And this post is a special dedication to the other side of my soul. Yes, to my brother.

When i opened my eyes to see the world, you helped me to be my vision.
When i started to hog on food, you were there to let me make my own taste buds.
When my thought process was in  running status, you were there to control.
When i get mad for any work, you were there to hold me and support.

Life never gives you such moments back. It is us who creates and maintains them.


I still remember those nights when i got up frightened, you were there to take care of me. And then i realized what does it mean when they say, that people who are there with you in bad times too, are your real loved ones. 
And remember, how i used to judge you by your girl friends? Yes i still do this honey and hate you for this.
Well, our music taste. We used to hum along those crazy shit songs.


Our skirmishes for doing little tasks.
Our fights for you not picking me up or dropping me to places.
My mistakes in solving quantitative questions. Ya for every mistake, i used to get a head punch.
Oh yes. How can i forget your extraordinary gyaan. It was too much for me.


Days when i came, back home from college all cribbing and you used to laugh at me. I miss that time.
I miss that each and every day i have lived with you in past 22 years, specially the last 2 years.


Nothing has changed. Neither our love nor our hate. What has changed, is the TIME.


I still come back home from office and all cribbing, but you are not there to listen and laugh at me. I still get up frightened at night many a times, but you are not there to hold my hand and help me to go back into my dreams. I still sometimes feels that someone comes and drops me to the bus stop, but you are not there to fight with me. At times when i just go all crazy, you are not there to share my craziness. When i do little mistakes, you are not there to scold me.


7 months have passed, we dint meet. Nothing nothing just NOTHING can ever replace you in my life. I don't know how brothers and sisters live and i dont want to know. All I understand is this relation we share is like a magic in my life. So just let the magic be alive and together we will be the magicians.

I miss you bhaiya. Hope to meet you soon.

PS: I dint yet out many a things, yes yes not those moments also when we used to see those houses and do all the dream big talk. ;)