Be.

Be Extrovert, they always say,
Be smiling , they'll Bless me,
Be cheerful, They expect me to,

Be acceptable, They command me.

Be Sleek, and They'll appreciate ,
Be Fair, and They'll adore,
Be Beautiful, and They'll Love,
Be Perfect, and They'll Flatter.

Be Flawless, They'll praise.
Be Smart, They'll Applaud,
Be an Expert, They'll Chant,
Be Splendid, and they will bless.

They say,
Be this, 
Be that,
But, I want to Be ME!

Any!

Any time ,
Any day,
I  will smile,
I aspire to live more,

Any Moment,
Any Mood,
I Wish to Be,
Positive and Zealous.

Any Question,
Any Hurdle,
I deal with,
I will face with All my Strength

Any Shadow,
Any Silence,
I suffer from,
I will rebel with confidence.

Any angel,
Any Demon i  meet,
I'l give Love,
and brush them with affection.


Any time ,
Any day,
I  will smile, I Will Survive!

My Coffee!

It was Coffee time, And i luv to take the lead to prepare one!
If its mum n dad, a light coffee sugarless, and with bhai bhabhi, Mild and sweet, 
with frens its Hot, Medium strong and mild sweet...
yeah its kind of weird, Adjusting to Their Taste, Having it their way,
For a change, I'd luv to have my sorta coffee, Strong, less sugar,creamy and tall . with a silly news paper, in a balcony, on the swing, sitting like a queen :) 

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I know , I know, M asking for too much!

Silly me!

Worries!

Lost like a kid,
i am no where,
May be i am vanished,
Diminished, by all of you.

I have a question,
Is this your profession,
you suck my blood like vampires,
and sulk me with your unknown theories.

I am no warrior,
and not at all a transformer,
I am lame human,
Treat me with humanity.

I hate that politics,
i am incapable to deal with it,
And with all that status and money matters,
I go completely insane.

i am only capable of love,
let me Push away the hatred,
I am made to be acceptable,
let me Rub all the rules.

Dear worries, Please go away,
It really Worries me , and hey,
I have a question for you,
Will i still have you in the future too?

In the mean while , Live your life!

Writing gives me a kick, not the ones the spirits give, but like the ones ,
ghosts have, Taking me to a different level, and in a fast pace.

Just when i was really high on writing skills (or hormones , i say), i was flushed with reality.
Some of them said, "any way who reads blogs these days", Damn! i thought, convinced my self that i write for myself,
And few more said, "Don't you have better thing to do? ",look at the perspective, then i Concluded
"It interests me, not them, What they "think" is a right job, is a waste of time for me". *Smirk smile*

People are really demoralizing sometimes. Like, When i cleared 12th and decided, i wouldn't go for engineering, all my near and dear ones freaked out.
They thought, being an engineer is the trend! Come on, it was the last thing i thought i would do.

Its like, these days,  Everything you do is presumed, and people have to talk about what ever you do.
To society we care, and we follow their path, Its foolishly true. We nod to their talks,
and we pretend to what they want us to be. Most of the times we forget what we want, and start pretending what we are supposed to be.

Stuck in "What-the-society-would-think-of-me" attitude, we get Stuck with doing what others think is normal.
But are we really following our dream?, stuck in life's deadlines, are we really living our own life?
Can we for a change let everything be at its place and take a deep-breath and live in our own way?

Like, for a change, i would love to work with a farmer on the field and learn the pain he goes through and
later enjoy the satisfaction of having home made food in the shadow ,
for a change i want to break through and roam around the world, visit places, spend like i have no tomorrow,
or for a change, i would love to understand a different religion, their beliefs, and their purpose
and for a change i want to be me, a real me, expressing what i think about my religion, my country, the politics, the system, the "society"
and not care about what others think.

When i feel happy i write, and when i am sad, i scribble my thoughts, and in anger i just tear out the thoughts, and when m done , i remain offline!

Let me live!

 ,

 My Days are reluctant,
 even the laughter and the tears,
 i feel out of the place,
 but i am okay.

 They lie to me with confidence,
 They tease me with the truth,
and i am ignored at times
 but i am fine.

 I am not scared of darkness,
 nor i am done with my struggle,
 But yes m patient enough,
 and i am Burning.

 i am alive, and i am here,
 don't give me false love,
 and i hate that pity you show,
 I am okay alone.

 I too have a life,
 i am trying to Live my way,
 and i too have dreams,
 let me feel the grace.