Fake

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I tried to be me,

I did what I wanted

But only to realize,

That I was unwanted.

To get accepted

I had to fall.

To become one of you

I had to fake it all.

I changed everything

That once defined me.

To see everyone happy

I let my joys to flee.

I put a smile on my face,

That seemed never-to-go,

But the pain inside me

Was there to grow.

Now, when I am alone,

And I want to be me,

The billion faces that I have,

Sneer back at me.

As I look at them,

I realize the mistake.

Now I have lost myself,

Now I am a fake...

Dreams, hope and desire.....

Everyday the eyes open

Hoping for a new beginning

And the hope that hasn't fallen

Gives the reason for me to stand.

Days are moving like hours,

Time does not stop for you, it says;

And I keep fighting for the moment

With the hope to get there anyway.

There are those pulling me back,

Standing on my way, like a monstrous wall.

But, there are those who are always there

To take care that I don't fall.

There is a voice inside me,

that keeps me strong.

It applauds when I am right

And guides me when I am wrong.

The desire is too strong,

It will make mountains move.

I am fighting this war

And I know that I wont lose.

The race!!!

Hi everyone,
Have been a really long time that I have written any thing. I saw the date of my last post. It was nearly an year ago. A lot of things have happened in my life since then. A year is a hell lotta time. It was an year of real change. A change of identity and a change of dreams.
As I write this article, I admire the speed at which time fly past you. It's barely 1 year since I left my college. Yet, those days seem a long time back. All my friends are now working somewhere or preparing for higher educational opportunities. All have started their race; their race against time. All those days, when we were dependents, all those time in which we led a very pampered life have gone by. Now, a sense of responsibility and a sense of urgency have crept into our young minds. A thought to make our future more better and more secured has entered our brains. I want to tell them that not everyday, but yes, I do pray for them, and may their wishes be satisfied.
So, I thank god for this particular moment, this very moment, cos here I have stopped for a few minutes. I have stopped to look behind. To see if I have left someone behind, in this race of time. That someone, who meant to be besides me and not behind me. When I look back, I am a little upset with what I have found. A few days before, when this race had not started for me, and not for any of you, there were many around me. We walked in groups, talked a lot, fought with each other, yet we were close to each other. Then we started running,but in different directions. Now, when I look back, I do see them, but a little apart and scattered. I see them as individuals. I am nobody to advice, cos I have been doing the same mistake, but take it as a suggession which life has given me, and I want to give it to all of you. Do run hard, cos you deserve a very good life, but at times stop and look back. If possible run back, and meet that friend, those close ones, who were once your life...


Note: To all my friends, I would like to say that I miss you a lot!!!

Hypocrites

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The world is full of hypocrites,

Everyone bigger than the other.

Some change color like the chameleon,

Some remain mystified as the alien.

The great God is a hypocrite himself,

Who distributed wealth, love, misery and pain unequally

But gave everyone equal share of hypocrisy.

The poor trying to show he is richer than his neighbour,

The rich trying to show his poorness to the tax collector.

They exist in all walks of life.

From the one legged beggar,

Whose bank balance is more the government clerk;

And  the government clerk, who shows his balance,

As if it's more than the company's CEO.

Hypocrisy did not leave the beautiful feeling of love

Infact, hypocrisy in love is the most pathetic of all.

The heartbroken lover hurting his lover,

With much more anger than the love he had for her.

Lovers, deeply in love

Showing only the loveliest part of there character.

The man with power, giving authority to his unworthy loved ones

The worthy few, who clings to these unworthy

Like they were friends forever,

Only to abuse and stab them behind there backs.

Are you a hypocrite?

Scan your minds, ask your conscience.

If it is yes, then you still have some chance to fair

And if its a no, then you will always remain the hypocrite that you are.

Gift Of God

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Sitting lonely amidst hundreds

I toggled my mind through all magics and wonders

That I experienced, in this small part of life

And found relationship as the best of the hundreds.

I thought of friends,

Who loved me because I was one amongst them.

I thought of those who were lovers,

Who met at some part of life, and liked each other

Cos of the good they saw in one another.

I thought of siblings, who loved each other

Only to fight for and split for some worldly pleasure.

I thought of children, who were so ungrateful

Not to give back the love n care they had got.

And then, I found the ultimate relationship of life

Which was selfless and serene

Which was as pure as God

That is the love of the parents for their children.

Father who works tirelessly

So that his children have a better life than he had had;

Not fearing that all his wealth and all his hard work

May be snatched by his unworthy son.

Mother who takes care of her child,

Right from when it was in her womb

And till the day she leaves the world.

Bearing all the pains falling on her child,

Not fearing that the one who will hurt her the most in future

May be her own child.

Then, I thought of my parents

And found that its true-

They had loved me, all my life.

They sure loved me when I was good

As my friends, sibling or lover would have.

But, they loved me when I was bad,

In my adolescence, shouting at them.

I have realized, what they have been for me

And, I promise that whatsoever I be in life

I won't be ungrateful to them,

For love in its truest form lies in the eyes of your parents.