जीवन की आपाधापी में.. .. pause

Its my firm belief that every soul deserves a great childhood, rest is your own doing, your desires, your beliefs, your karma.

Bless are all those who had a great childhood, full of family and loved ones. Away from muddy minds, corrupted thoughts, malicious feelings, pure as you were.

If you lived in a joined family, great neighbourhood and a peer pressure free childhood, consider yourselves privilege. As a human you can never get these precious experience ever again. 71gc2Z3DDJL._SX679_

निरंतर टूटते इस समाज में, जहाँ संस्कृती एक बिभित्स अंत की ओर अग्रेसर है वहाँ एक परिपूर्ण जीवन एक मृगतृष्णा है‍!

अगर आपका बाल्यकाल अपने प्रियजनो के सानिध्य मे व्यतित हुआहै तो आप इस सामाजिक बिभित्सता का अनुभव कर सकते है।

जैसे कोई वृक्ष,

वर्षो से साक्षी है,

आपके बचपन का,

आपके होने का और ना होने का

पक्षियो के उड जाने का

और खिन्न खडा

नवीन की आस में

आपके भूल जाने का

और कभी याद आने का

ऐसा प्रतीत होता है जैसे

एक अद्भुत पीडा को समय ने बाँध रखा है।

वो सारी आत्माएँ स्तब्ध है, स्तंभित है।

सुनो, अमरत्व जैसा कुछ नही होता,

ये माया मयी कोष है

हमारी भावना का, भय का और प्रेम का

जो सबको

चिरंतन बना देता है।

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Looking at the beautiful childhood, spend with caring people.

It seems that I lived since hundreed years, their experiences became mine.

Like an old tree standing there for years,

It was haunting to see it again !

All those kind souls were around, not visible.

As long as you are part of someone’s emotion, you are immortal.

© S.Anand

Fight !

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Fight for the words

unspoken,

lines unheard.

Time which passed

but not spend together.

Fight with the silence

and with noise inside.

Dreams rusting in the book

and smiles paused on the lips !

Fight for their glance

and your reflection !

Thoughts which locked

and waiting to be free,

send them to the most

wanted one.

Fight for the sorry and

for the apology !

Don’t let the false pretense

lead the way.

Fight for this life

else you might have to wait

for another lifetime !

© S.Anand

 

A Fragment

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Tiny grass shining

on the flood plain.

which died in the woods

and remained to be ashes

which grow in the desert

became nest of the wings

color of butterflies and song

of the spring !

Glowing light in the winter

and the walk of ladybug !

A drop fills the heart

with pearls.

A wandering soul

alter the course !

© S.Anand

 

 

Empathy exists?

I have few sad stories to share, someday. But I’m holding them inside for a long time. These are the stories of people whom I have experience or seen from distance. It happens with all of us when we feel sad for someone else, someone we don’t know, never met or seen. Yet we see through their problems. Stories will come and go, what remains is your inside !

For now a perspective on

Empathy

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Never really into the shoes

of others,

yet trying to fit

my emotions.

Is it really me,

kind and compassionate

or the apathy became empathy.

When I shed the tears,

for a story,

it was me, selfish me.

What cries is a thought,

that fits into our mind !

© S.Anand