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deceptive side

It takes ages, to surpass the bad you’re going through. It will take a plethora of seconds to realize your place in the situation, to sort out a solution, to admit that this is a deceptive side and you have a completely different view the other side of the same situation.

It doesn’t mean in anyway that the ‘grass is always greener on the other side’

You just can’t blame yourself for everything that happened. It simply means- you take time to realize what really happened and which is the right side.

The world is fast. It requires quick changes and it appreciates the quick people. But, if it’s not happening with you to change, then wait. Just get out of the crowd, stand in the middle of an extravagant space and breathe. There’s no wrong in halting or breathing slow, your tender veins need the time to revitalize and get the pace. 

Let the world run ahead. You walk, admire yourself and the things around you, take your time to explore the right side. Get away from the deceptive one.

There’s nothing wrong in walking through the right side rather than running breathless on the deceptive.

you can keep quiet
halt numb
how much ever you wish to
destress your fragile soul
it might take some more time
just a little more
to reach the other end
a line away
from this
‘deceptive’ side

Quietness is not weakness and know this- you are all the lights of the darkest hour, you’re brave.

Have a beautiful and calm day.

if i’m let

over the crumbled glass
veiled on the sidewalk
striding
my constrained steps i count within
narrow time frame
under cotton-like
golden threaded shreds
wanting to be concealed amidst fragile beauty
untouched
to find the self elsewhere
blooming, cringing
clasped above mediocre
if i’m let-
to be lost, misled
to step on the glass
and lose a drop of blood

 

Featured Image Location: Bombay (now known as Mumbai)
 Photographed by my friend.

 

 

From the life of an amputee

It was that hour. Asphyxiating her hopes, wishes and choking the dreams till their limits, she was preparing, having no choice.

She was all set to give away a part of her flesh to the hungry land, cloaking the torment with a soft smile. The operation theatre felt smaller than it was, the world felt tinier yet she won over her psychologist’s will power. She felt as if she was being crammed in a box of stinging incidents, bestowed, specially upon her. The dilapidated flesh, suffused with gangrene was anaesthetized to be operated upon. When the surgical equipments pierced her flesh and cut her bones, she learnt to detach from every illusion that kept her stagnant. She wore her smile on throughout, even after she was detached from the limb, not a tear drop yet.

That was the moment when her perspective of beauty, wishes, hopes, activeness were redefined. Encountering death so close couldn’t have polished this gem better.

Now she knows how to rise above the dust, shattering any obstacle. It is for the rarest of the lot who get to live two lives. Sometimes it is as if the whole world is breaking down in front of her, barring her from exploring. It was hard, giving away the control of her body to the hydraulic system; needing a machine’s approval to walk.

Breaking down was a choice in life, but was never in her’s.

A feather fallen from a bird’s wing cannot hamper its flight, can it? The flesh that was ripped off carried away the happiness of many, in turn teaching how to live without complaints. One day, she asked me, “Is that why the society calls us specially-abled?”

People and Incidents

bark of the tall tree is dead
wearing out
walls have begun to crack
iron poles in the corner of our backyard is
rusting
flowers in the garden
are vibrant
no more
narrow passages that once led to a fresh pond
became shady- creepers twining all over
my body
so fragile
powerless
my imprudence need to be punished
for i kept waiting
until this
for many in life
people and incidents
that never occured
one question if i had answered
myself
to rescue me from this trap- of waiting
my book would have had
happy chapters
new characters and less wrinkles
why-
why am i waiting
is the one that’d have
saved my time from
people and incidents
so bleak!