I can see the sun you carry in your pocket for me. You try to hide it for a time, but it peeps back and lights my entire world.
And our limitless love, shines across the million skies and calls for me.
Here I come, spiraling through the shadows, to clasp the beam of your soul. And then we dive together into the infinity of dreams and cosmos.
Endings can be beautiful too.
Just like a butterfly is twisted within the cocoon,
And the roots muddled close to moist soil,
And the sun basks in the moonlight,
And my untamed morning hair,
You are tangled, within me.
You have a story.
There are words, waiting to be written.
Everything begins small.
Your little first steps, to climb up to her.
Mother, from where all your stories begin.
You are trying to climb up to her.
With her open arms, she gently, smiles.
Doubtless, you rise up.
Remember, those were your first steps.
Now, you’re all old, and strong,
Yet, you fear to climb the stairs of life.
Why don’t you trust?
Life is a book.
Why don’t you travel?
Why are you struck at the first few pages?
Let the chaos within burst out.
Even if you can’t see it, the story is weaving.
Thread by thread, into the tapestry of life.
And if words fail, hope remains.
For years to come, hope whispers, it’ll be better.
Better, sweeter, happier. Any more?
You leap through the dark mountains,
Follow storms. Yet, reach up to the stars.
Your first steps again. Do they taste the same?
Soaked in memories, happiness hails.
While sorrows make a wiser tale.
Mistakes, faults — the chapters you accept,
And do not wish to visit again.
The story of the fool you were, the story of the fool you are.
Wrapped up in few words,
One Adventure, called life.
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In city, my heart was spread so thin that I wasn’t feeling much of anything.
But there on the cliffs, I realized I was near the end.
My heart swelled and then hurt.
A fresh chapter begins.
A new community ebbs and flows around.
Their dreams. And hopes.
The strains of Mozart’s music swim in the air,
Gliding through countryside’s many cafes,
Glistening shores where children play,
Cobbled streets, merging with the silhouette of the 0ld fort.
Then the new friend became a speck on horizon,
The traveler felt a familiar sadness.
Not a story of enemies.
Not a story of friends.
Just a story of strangers, with some memories.
You know a time when you seek happiness, truth?
Not because you’re lost.
But you’re closer to where you’re meant to be.
That time, you’ll be, your own sun.
You’ll know that you’re made up of sunlight, thunder and fireworks.
No matter how far you travel, you can never run away from home.
You’ve got — roots of innovation and wings of imagination!
Let them grow.
“This is a not-so-obligatory present, wrapped up in 500 words.”
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Alice came to a fork in the road. “Which road do I take?” she asked
“Where do you want to go?” responded the Cheshire cat.
“I don’t know,” Alice answered
“Then,” said the cat, “it doesn’t matter.”
~Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
Do you really know what do you want to do in life? What do you want to be? What do you want to achieve?
Not really. Some might take names like engineer, doctor, actor bla bla. But is it really that easy to say?
Life has meant to follow an unprecedented course and the time when we realise this it’s too late. We don’t believe in life rather.
We believe in a LIE, LIFE-Fun/Freedom= LIE.
We’re all saying lies to oneself, and to one another. Why?
We are just trying to hard to make life all the more difficult for oneself. We have forgotten mankind’s greatest worth, ideas, imagination. Yes, creativity is one thing closest to magic.
We start growing old when we haven’t even lived one life. The child within us wants to peep out and wonder. But we keep ourself shut with our insecurities.
Life’s not a fairytale. I understand. But don’t you think fairytales are worth fighting for?
I mean you’ve got one life. You gotta live it to the fullest. Laugh harder. Play. Make mistakes. Love. Pray. Cry. And smile for it happened, not that it’s over!
Choices matter. But knowing what not to do is perfect like knowing what to do. One is clear what road not to take and life will be all the more better this way.
Life’s just too short to play small. You deserve to live a life that amazes people.
If people are not laughing at you then your dreams are not big enough. Remember if you don’t reach where you intend to, you’ll reach where you meant to be.
Knowing the destination doesn’t matter, living while the journey exists matter.
So forget the road not travelled. Focus on what you’ve got.
Dream. Chase. Achieve.
Now you’ll begin to see and to believe—in all you’re becoming and all you’re yet to be.
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“I don’t know where to start.”
“One who chooses the beginning of the road chooses the place it leads to.”
No matter how many losing seasons you might have had in the past,
the good thing is that all teams get a fresh start once summer starts.
Remember your future begins today!
Beginnings could happen more than once or in different ways.
You could think you were starting something afresh, when actually,
what you were doing was carrying on as before. He had faced his shortcomings,
and overcome them and so the real business of walking was happening only now.
I mean there might be a day when you’ll think, Ah! I wish I could have started this much before!
Doesn’t that happen? It does. Always.
So, always drop the thinking, and ACT.
I, along with my friends are working on this project called Startup-Café, well that’s what it is called for now.
We are beginning today with a hope to see more freshers pursuing entrepreneurship every year,
and connecting them with real time entrepreneurial minds as mentors through live portal.
Basically, celebrating ventures from the students of Indian Universities globally!
And our website is coming soon and we are pretty excited about it.
After all, entrepreneurship is all about risking it all, and starting afresh,
where each day is new with no mistakes or worries, just opportunities!
So, have a passion, fight for your dreams and achieve it.
Have a never declining attitude towards life that let’s do it and let’s see what happens.
“You can dance in the storm.
Don’t wait for the rain to be over before because it might take too long.
You can can do it now. Wherever you are, right now,
you can start, right now; this very moment.”
― Israelmore Ayivor
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(n.) An irresistible desire to travel to understand one’s very existence
Why do you travel?
Yes, I travel.
To follow the echo,
Of millions of souls I pass by.
Don’t you travel?
We all do.
To soothe the longing ache,
Of your never ending wanderlust.
Day after day, day after day,
To cross seas and rivers
To see the majestic ocean,
Lying idle on the face of earth,
As if admiring the sky.
We bump each other.
Heading to the same place,
But taking different routes.
Beautiful memories. Summers. Winters.
Grand feasts, gaily dances.
Weaving together, the tapestry of life.
Painting together, the kaleidoscope of sky.
Creating harmonious symphonies,
We leave our shadows behind.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep. And miles to go before I sleep.
~Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
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And, Did you ever smell a memory?
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Summer is here again. Summer, summer, summer! Who doesn’t love summers?
Summers have a logic of their own and they always brought something out in you. Summer was supposed to be about freedom, fun, adventure and leisure. What’s good about summer is it’s warmth , but one can never realize it without the cold of the winter. If we never had winters, summers would just be an illusion like the moon lady’s love. Or when you are too tired to carry on, summer’s sunshine bring life to earth. Sun is the best thing to happen to earth I must say.
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.”
One always remembers one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.
So summers is a book of hope. Each day we had more light to read by. Summers makes one want to believe. But hope is dangerous thing my friends, it can drive one crazy. But faith is sweet, as sweet as the first summer rain.
And so with the sunshine and the blue sky, and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, butterflies and chirping birdies, and the breeze, I believe life was beginning over and over again with the summer.
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When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew. ~ Shakespeare
This season of love, here’s a delightful piece from my collection. Expressed your love to your only valentine? Or still waiting? Anyways hear this.
Petals unfurl, from a delicate flower.
Dew drops crinkle down the leaves.
Dimples on her cheek as she smiles.
As the ballerina dances over the swan song.
Gentle flutter of the butterfly wings.
Magic tumbles upon her pretty lips.
As she laughs in the language of universe.
Stars sighed in unison.
Setting zig-zags among-st the straight lines.
Exclamations in the happiest sentence,
In the story of your life.
The one who is able to hear you when you are quiet.
Listen to your whispers.
Smell your memories at distant.
An invisible thread connects those,
Who are destined to meet,
Regardless of time, place and circumstance.
The thread may stretch and tangle.
But will never break.
When you don’t reach where you intended to,
but where you meant to be.
A forest-bird’s song,
Or the babbling brook.
Or ringing of the church bells.
The echo of my words for you,
Written in clouds by sunrise.
Each hearing to whisper you, I love you.
Over and over again.
When you meet the one,
Who changes the way your heart beats,
Dance with them as long as the song lasts.
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Did you ever smell a memory?
Like when someone passes by
Or a gush of wind hits your face
Like when someone hits the right chord right there
Or an old song that you hear by the radio.
Like when someone brews the morning coffee
Or the sound of the leaves flowing through the gusty wind.
Like when someone opens your inner closet
Or you go through the pages of a really old novel
And the scent it left just reminds you
People, places and memories.
You can’t even remember now.
Somehow it makes you so happy
Somehow it makes you feel connected
Somehow it ushers a new you in you.
Next thing you know,
You’ve been searching your mind palace
Opening doors of past,
Peeping through each of those windows.
Trying to find that specific scent.
Like a whisper among infinite noises!
And sometimes you find that forgotten smell sometimes you don’t.
But you got to live that moment.
Every bit of it, like forever.
That’s called nostalgia friends! A forgotten dream or the first poem you ever loved!
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