An old friend is a good mirror :)

Well, they say an old friend is a good mirror. So True .
Few days back a very old friend called me and we talked for an hour so.

And her spirit of inquiry, led her to fire back to back questions on me.
She fired questions of every aspect. Career wise, family wise, Everything related me.
She even asked if my bike was OK, and like did i get it serviced or no.

And then , it was after her call i realized, i knew all the answers. But only when she asked everything,
i saw myself with more clarity.

For almost all her Questions , i had no great answers. I was having hard time every where. Sudden rush of negative thoughts almost hovered me.
Like i had messed up with a close friend of mine. All my close colleagues had left me and i was left alone in office to deal with people whom i never communicated with.
On personal front some health problems, family problems, I had not visited my home town from half a year or so, i had not seen a movie in months,
no shopping from months, And no one could imagine, i hadn't munched on pani puri in so many days :D.

I had a big question to myself, What am i doing?
Am i not bored. Am i a machine. I had forgotten living life my way.

And suddenly i felt the cliche, that, enough is enough.
I knew what i wanted. All i was left with was to peruse them. Some times, Its OK to avoid realistic suffering and live a life of your own.

Some times its OK to take a break.
And yes, Indeed , An old friend is a good mirror.

-Luv

Swaty :)

A purple flower

 A purple flower blossomed in my garden,
 It was bright, and full of life,
 there it stood in the corner,
 Like it had no other place of existence,


 It was glooming with care,
 It showed courage to stand alone there,
 A purple flower, clean and fair.
 And it smiled always in free air.

 I could see it to be too strong ,
 in heavy sunlight,
 and smiling happily ,
 in the cool evening breeze,

 I smelled it, and it was its sweetness,
 A purple flower, beautiful and frail,
 It was Strong with its selflessness,
 Gleaming , Shining, Sweet, and tender.

 I perplexed, How did it get its color,
 is it the plant , or surroundings,
 or is it the almighty?, and i thought
 its her, Her own magic,and zeal.

 Its confidence was so contagious,
 like it was one source of inspiration,
 It conveyed me to be, zealous, and strong,
 and to be cheerful, and selfless!

Anticipated!

They say you get what you give! right???

But , sometimes i see, for all the love, time and care i give , all i get is IGNORANCE.
With all of this i worked around the reasons behind it and thought to jot down everything in and out.

Firstly , Its your mistake!, do not "Expect", its not always give and take, its always give and be happy.

Secondly, Have patience, someone at the other end must be stuck with problems in their own lives.

And then, May be its not so, May be The one who's giving you all the Ignorance is just a Catalyst to teach you lessons , Learn them!

Also, who knows May be, you are a catalyst to provoke them to ignore you, for them to repent later.

With all of this, Once again i shed all my anger, expectations, and foolishness, and i feel relieved!

I re-read the entire post, and i declare , Silly me.

Lots of smiles!
Swaty :)

I met a Butterfly!

 I met a butterfly,
 Colorful, and beautiful,
 She had so much to tell,
 bubbling, and cheerful.

 I told her a tale,
 and her face went pale,
 She told me "That's OK",
 Worry not, worry not.

 She uttered words of wisdom,
 "feelings are mandatory, go through them",
 that,  time would fly,
 and asked me to forbid the pain.

 She laughed, and made me laugh,
 she pinched, and shook my worries away,
 And that surely i would get a grip on my ways,
 repeatedly she said Worry not, worry not.

I now know!

 I now know how it works,
 like rain drops,
 It comes , drenches me out,
 with all the rude things this world has,

 I now know how it works,
 with little sadness , it isn't a Full Stop ,
 It comes , and goes on,
 face it, with all the strength.

 I now know, it was meant to be,
 With out pain,
 how would i know what happiness is,
 I am now sorted out.

 I now know, Its happiness,
 Only when , you strive hard,
 through the entire episode,
 And you find it within.

 I now know, Being Happy or sad,
 isn't really life,
 Its about striving, Sustaining,
 Living, Learning, and caring.

Take Care of her..

 I met a woman today,

 She smiled and it was fake,

 How rude! i thought,

 She was Surely upset 

 I met her when she was returning home,

 I could feel her rush,

 That She was in pain,

 Like she was looking for her lost love,

 Her wrinkles told me the story,

 Might be her marriage,

 I thought , i would ask her how she was,

 But she was in rush,

 I think it was her kids,

 Or some bad phase she was in,

 I thought to ask her for coffee,

 But she was in trance.

 She was messed up,

 I thought i would hug her,

 but her anger pushed me away,

 and i could not convince her any way,

 I sensed her crazy thoughts,

 They were about the fights,

 I finally asked her was she okay,

 and she smiled, this time it wasn't' fake.

 That's all a woman wants,

 a lil time and a lil more care,

 A tight hug,

 And she will be all right.

--

Swaty