ALREADY?? Given up

You may own an expensive camera but not be a photographer or have a personal library of your own for that matter but that doesn’t make you an avid reader. Tell me who wrote homer to write or Van Gogh to paint. The answer dwells right in your first effort at anything you proudly taught yourself.

Your interests and your will to learn is your only power. No one can teach you the practicalities of the subject. You can memorize every written word or write an elaborate thesis as far as the technicality is concerned but it’s only in the battleground midst the roaring war cries that will awaken the warrior inside you.

You will never learn anything in the confines of your mental narrowness. You want to draw? find your scape, you want to write? look out for inspiration. It might just be lurking around the corner or perhaps a great story disguised as a fellow passenger.

If you tell me it’s too late for changing your line or bringing those dreams to being. I am guessing that you might either be on your death-bed or a cowardice for have given up so early .The truth is

‘It’s never too late to believe the unbelievable and snatch that possible out of impossible’.

You may slip into a stagnant position regretting the ‘what ifs” in your cubicle at the age of twenty-five or still struggle to learn mandarin at eighty or who knows you become the one who dropped out of college , took creative classes including calligraphy, sleeping on a floor in a friend’s dorm but dreaming about what is now a 108 billion dollar multinational corporation or be a sheer entrepreneurial success who inspired countless dreamers in our own country while his own childhood helplessly passed in supporting his family just after he got through high school.

If you have taken your life for granted and if you think that your tomorrow is promised to you and so are your ten years down the lane then congratulation for locking yourself in a windowless room and gulping down your ‘key to freedom’ but if there is still a slight possibility of an escape then just

Broaden your prospects and not your excuses…

Prashant...why always u r so shant..??

People : Prashant...why always u r so shant..??
and I say People...
sometimes I want to say so many things but I don't know how to say what i feel...
I m living a few years of ma life like most people won’t, so that i can spend the rest of ma life like most people can’t...
so..
It's better to have roots befre branches
and have faith to take chances
...and I think:
There's a darkening sky before me.
There's no time to prepare.
Salvage a lost horizon
But no regrets from me..!!
They said...
I was a girl when i walked alone..
I was a looney when i sung on my own..
I was a fool when i trusted my heart..
I was a kid when i spoke to my Art...
But...
when i closed my eyes ....
and begain to pray ....
then tears of joy ...
fall down my face ...
with arms wide open .....
I wish...
i were doing some business wid God..
i'd ve put all my happiness and...
Rest on mortagage to make u free...
..of any sort of pain or suffering forever...
i wish,i could...
...live ma life fr others happiness :)

A JOURNEY OF LIFE

He always wanted to live up to his name, the meaning of which was a good friend, he loved making friends but there was none whom he could call “BEST FRIEND” coz many person came in his life but never ever he found the one who really deserved to be called one for he had the feeling that,

Someone, someday, somewhere in life will act in a certain way
That all the definitions of friendship will be at bay,
You can’t persuade for they will have no reason to stay
You will find your life in shades of hue and grey,
For there will be loneliness there will be pain
You will find yourself passing through the memory lane,
There’s nothing important in friendship except for trust
Time will take its troll and even that will eventually rust.

So he always looked forward being not only a good friends but a true friend, but he never knew that the best what he could have always got was always with him, it’s a fact that he never realised that. He was born to be a leader but in the journey of life when it came at taking decisions sometimes he just took the wrong ones (his ill temper is to be blamed and his habit of listening to his heart rather than his mind).He thought that he is the only one who is having a miserable life but here there was more pain, loneliness, lost cause and fear which she shared with him only him. But as is the journey of life in which you don’t always get what you have asked for so this time also in the attempt to do something genuinely good he ended up losing his second best friend, the reason he just tried being more than a friend and ended up proposing her not because he was madly in love with her, because he was kind of liking her kind of having a soft corner for her, a special p lace for her in his heart which no one could share, so he thought that this way he will be even more close to her and could bring back the lost smile on her face, all he wanted was to see her happy but he ended up bringing more sadness, pain and loneliness in her life as now he was like a forgotten page in her life. Who at times used to call him at 2 in the morning just to tell that i had a bad dream and i am scared and use to share even her deepest secret that a girl only tells to her own kind coz in reality she loved him and it was just the fact that she was scared of the uncertainty of future and she was scared from the thoughts of someone’s being heartbroken coz of her that she was not accepting the call of her heart. Girls make the most important decisions of their life through their mind but a boy, a boy looks up to his heart for the answers of the questions that life threw at him and decisions taken up being emotional are seldom correct. He thought that a very c lose friend can be a good life partner but he was wrong, he was wrong in breaking the thin veil between FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE…..

She once said that being a friend she was more open, comfortable and close than what she ought to be if she happens to be his better half
He didn’t seem to understand why?

WHY? there always is a tiff between friendship and love, if one considers someone as his/her very close friend that he/she shares their deep feelings with them then why can’t they see them as a good choice as their soul mate, it’s ok to be worried about the uncertainties of life but it’s also true that everything can’t be left alone on fate.
A question follows “CAN A BEST FRIEND BE A GOOD LIFE PARTNER??”

HE PROPOSED HER BY DEDICATING HIS FIRST COMPOSITION
A POEM, A POEM MEANT ONLY FOR HER

“FROM FRIENDSHIP TO LOVE”

Dadi Ma

Tears is the break of my brow,
The moony tempestuous
Sitting downIn dark officeyards
When to see my grandmother’s face
Recalling from the waking vision
I wept to understand
The trap mortality
And personal blood of earth
Why hast thou forsaken me?
Mortality & unpleasure
Roam this city—
Unhappiness my memories..
I want to be saved,-
Sunk—can’t be
Won’t be
Never was made—
So retch!

Life...

Life is a dream,
just flowing as stream.

life is sorrow,
so don't depend on tommorrow.

Life is a play,
To reach God its only way.

life is a birds nest,
in which there's no rest.

life is a war,
it's aim is so far.

life is a joy,
so enjoy this life oh! active boy.

Life is a contest,
In which there's no east or west.

life is a happiness,
so be happy, otherwise it would be useless. 

To Dadi Maa...with Love

(...Dedicated to my friend tear's &  love to her Dadi Maa...)


Dadi amaa ji keh kar unhae mai bulate the, 
Kya haal hai mere 'Bittan' keh gale lagate thi

Payar bhara ehsaas thi wo, 
Sab ki bohat khass thi wo.

Bohat kuch naya sekhate thi, 
jab jab mai unke pass jate thi.

Puchte thi, kese hai bhua, 
kya haal hai sab ka waha.

Kab jae gye milne bhua ko, 
Rakhna apna dheyan waha.

kya kya naya seekha maine, 
yeh sab poocha karte thi, 

Aise thi dadi maa mere, 
Khoob payar wo karte thi.

Khush kismat, hum sab jo, 
Dadi maa ke swroop mai aapko paya tha.

Thi aap to humare ghar mai, 
Khuseyo ka sarmaya tha.

Har dukh-har muskil se, 
aapne hume bachaya tha.

Jeevan hai na aasan etna, 
jo hum aap se  dur gye.

yaado mai rahe gye aap sada, 
Sada aapko pooje gaye.

De gye hai jo-Sanskar humae, 
unhai kabhi na bhoole gaye...!!!

No Body Is True

Everybody Exists In One's Life For Their Own Mean.. :/

I lay in bed alone at night and wonder why I'm here.
I do so much for everyone 
Why don't they show they care?
There is so much hurt I feel, so much anger trapped inside.
Turns out it's a lie just like the smile I put on each and everyday.
I know outside I'm smiling, It's the face I fake for you,
But inside my soul is cryi

ng and there is nothing I can do.
I know my family loves me,
I'm sick of feeling like this walked on rug thrown upon the floor.
I lay in bed and wonder what the hell I'm doing here
Can I wake up from this dream?
Can I please just disappear? :'( :'(