'SWITCHED' FRIENDS

 Was gifted to me oneday;
 said will be my friend for life.
 Happiness was spending time
 Talked to me about everything.

As years passed,
I was tired of my friend's 'talks'.
I neither had time to spend.
Bored with the ways,so rude
"Done with you" ,I said.

 Someone else caught my sight,
 Talked to me,not that's it,
 Wonders and colours caught my eyes
 In no time ,I became addicted.
 Mattered more my 'Switched ' friend.

I ruined my,'self' for it.
Years frittered away of a lifetime.
What's it got? I wondered.
Just few buttons and a screen.
Don't know,I made a friend or a foe.
Still there was my 'old friend' in the shelf,
dusty and weary ,waiting for me.

                        WE ALL LIVE 

August 11th of 2015,a Tuesday.Today when I pick up “technically” an old diary of 2014 to write “True From Me”,I noticed August 11th of 2014 was a Monday.Days cross each other as years passby.It should not be years,each moment that once took off becomes ‘the past’ or  a ‘just past’.

  We all live,under various circumstances.oh please Strike the sentence after the coma.It reads ‘We all Live’,that’s he fact and that matters .It’s always read and inspired to ‘forget the past and the worries of future,so to live the present’.I have a question.Can we actually do that?

Well,I think by the nature of what is considered natural,it is difficult.Not impossible-that’s the argument against,I know.Being honest and pretendive at the same time ,don’t go hand in hand.
I obviously think that it is better to leave behind an awful past if it is willing to leave you.You don’t have to hurt yourself by looking all the way back ,to get hurt.Still everyone demands you to stay rooted to the path of your growth,which definitely lies in  your past.Sounds ironical,even I couldn’t say “It is an universal truth acknowledged by all’’as in the intro of ‘Pride and Prejudice’ by Jane austen.

Yah,yah,I should live the moment right?Right,but present couldn’t work all the time friends.I curse my present most of the time.For this present,I worked all the way back in the past?At one point or the other,some of you have given a shot at that.If you act like dead,right at the present,when are you going to ‘live the moment’?It’s not that present never brings you glee but It’s just that we all call it ‘live’ when the moment is blissful.Otherwise.we just look back to the better past and try to live  the memories of that joyful past or in the expected time,yet to come.

Question yourself,If you don’t have even a ray of hope about future,will you be alive now?Everyday we promise ourselves a better tomorrow.If not tomorrow, then a they after tomorrow.There can be crisis that will let you down infront of everyone you know,but no way you accept that with yourself.There is a Hero in you who believes to beatdown everything that tries to breakdown you. You often read stories,how years of patience brought success in lives of people and get motivated from inside.We admire such personalities,but never see the otherside,of the one’s who failed.After all why should I bring It here at the moment?-A zero size question.

‘LOOSER’, shouldn’t hurt self anymore with that word.Success  may come or not,they still waited battling all the odds for their day of success.They never let themselves down.Keeping alive a ‘ray of hope’ to the future deserves a sound applaud.The taunts,pitty,disgust,laughs,Yes,you got the catch,talking about the society.The society which tempted each day to ‘suicide’ the ‘moment to live’ and still you manage to make it through.Hear,for another rounds of clap.Courage is in the try worth making a future in proportion to the present we struggle for.They have it in them.

Sometimes it’s nice to be a dreamer like Miniver-chevy,Bravo to the one’s who make everything wonderful in the present which also becomes a past ‘one day’,Kuddos to the one’s hoping for a better tomorrow.We all belong to ‘somebody’ among these.If not,then all.why?
BECAUSE WE ALL LIVE.MOREOVER WE ALL WISH TO LIVE,AND THAT’S WHAT MATTERS.

       Flip It

The coin flipped and tossed,
I secured the outcome in my palm.
Dare you cheat to see it;
whatever,it has only two sides.

One is glooom,
Other is joice,
That's what life shows me.
Flip it,toss it,
same is the sides,sorry
It's either a head, or a tail.

It's ain't no maths,I knew;
Remember the probability theorem
yet couldn't apply,
I was weak in maths,I knew
conditions apply* to life as well.

Thrice came the gloomy side,
I tossed the coin to side
I knew it's still there
yet not dare to see.

Think it's time to pull up,
know what's this time,
Dare to see it,dare to face it
OH my 'mind' talks too much.
I don't mind to have a look.

Guess it's joice this time,
otherwise flip it till its right.
Life has two sides,
so does the coin.

One is glooom,
Other is joice,
That's what life shows me.
Flip it,toss it,
same is the sides,sorry.
It's either a head ,or a tail.

Cliche Dreamer

Once in a while always answered
Cliche the question was,
So was the answer.
But what was the question?
Bouncing back to childhood,
I found the question
What do you want to become,when you grew up!!


Answers changed from time to time,
Am sure few went on with cliche.
Time flew by,I too flew with my dreams .
I decided to check out the carriage was safe.
Oh,no! Then came the shock.
It was not my dreams ,but `somebody else's`.


I was devastated.
I took the pause,but time never did.
I looked back and forth,where to fly.
Sure my dreams changed,but never the destination.
I smiled at life ,but it laughed at me.
Inspiration took over the burden I carried.
I decided to fly forth and magic tapped my wings.
The wind was in my side and I felt light.

It's a better dream now I carry,I realize.
Now I knew  I have grown up
Cliche the question is,
How you know?
But striking the answer too,must say
It's not all upon dreams ,but on a hope to reach destination.

I was a dreamer then';
So am I now,
But not the cliche one.
I Am the one ,with the magic of Phoenix.