Saturday, September 7, 2013

Carpe Diem

Time passes quickly. And chances too. They say you won’t get many chances in life but when I look around I see them chucking out innumerable chances. I’m familiar with the veil that wrapped opportunities within it. I know it to be fear and lack of spontaneity.


I felt that today in me and even in a person who is full of vibe. Today I should have smiled and waved. But I didn't. I guess I would have to live with the feeling that I was presented with the rare chance to break the ice with an old friend and I, standing immovable, just watched it pass off. 
While coming home I heard me saying ‘seize the day.’

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Clipped and caged

People, especially the parents, should learn the difference between dictating and guiding.In some recent turns of events I am being acutely aware of the fact that most of them molded the idea of guiding in their own whims.  


All his life the child has been dictated by his/her parents and he thought it is good to abide by them. Suddenly he eavesdrops that he is too immature and does not know how to take any decisions, even he doesn't know what he likes. Yeah, he gains that miraculous piece of knowledge from his parents. He felt anger burning in him but he couldn't say a thing. He couldn't understand for what the anger arises. He had always been told what he could love but nobody ever told him what he might hate. He knows perfectly well what he cannot do but has no clue about what he can. He was never taught how to shout at things he might find mean. And he sensed the feeling, which he is pretty well acquainted with, overwhelming himself. He felt helpless just like the other days. He wanted to scream at someone at something but instead he screeched burying his face in the pillow all night. He kept up a brave face but if one watches closely can see sullenness gleaming in his eyes. And the sullenness grew darker each day. You can find a part of him in the numb souls that love their gloomy room, that don’t talk to anybody else and that have ever visited a therapist. 



“ And so,
 Because some place,
Somewhere,
At sometime,
Somebody,
Told him,
He couldn't fly,
He never tried.
He had huge,
And beautiful,
Brown and white wings,
That is true………
…One day,
He even forget he had wings,
Forever and ever,
Amen.”
- Salena 'Saliva' Godden