Rachana Ki Rachana

At some point in life, Why does the silence look colorful and the colorful noise look dull? Why does the pleasant noise haunt and the painful silence delight? Why do we want to- Unsee the seen, See the unseen, Resee the seen, Undo the done, Do the undone, Redo the done, Unhear the heard, Hear the unheard, Rehear the heard, Unfeel the felt, Feel the unfelt, Refeel the felt? Why does everything and everyone drive us insane? Why does the insanity seek clarity? Why don't we find the solutions for our problems? Why do the problems seem to be invincible? Why don't we give ourselves the authority to make ourselves our priority? Why do we let the thorns of our past prick us? Why do we stay on the same page? Not all the pages have the same characters and the same plot. Turning the page may give us a reason to smile again. It may bring us closer to something that is unbelievably beautiful. We may not find it now. It may come after turning a...

A pester impels the storyteller to uncover its mystery to her fascinated tender listener. So, the bearer of a little heart with an ocean of emotions and a storm in her head unfettered- “It heckles you when you expect it from your significant other; Not an accurate unit to measure the span of any pillar; I wonder why forever is still the best seller! Fathoming your emotions it makes you quiver; When the push comes to shove, you find it to be nothing but hollow hearted, my dear.” So, learn that ‘forever’ doesn't mean ‘eternity’ as you hear; Because, once upon a time, “Who doesn't know I'm only a word and nothing will ever last until kingdom come?” jested forever.                          

You have to feel that feeling to grow from the feeling that you felt. You've to dream the dream so that you can fulfill the dream that you dreamt. Nobody can take away or steal you from you. Only you can decide to give away the ‘you’ from you. When life teaches you some lessons, you learn to empty a few occupied spaces in your heart. The spaces that no longer serve your composure. The spaces that are responsible for your sufferings. The spaces that made you believe that trust is just a five letter word that means nothing. But my dear, the pain is not supposed to be treasured; the lessons are. So, learn from life's preachings; Learning the hard way is sometimes a blessing; Hear your soul screaming, “You can't be alright in a blink, but you are stronger than you think. Take your time and fly higher on your swing because, sitting in a corner and weeping is not your thing.”                           ...

You loved her too much; You dived too deep. It all felt like a dream; But your hopes and the beautiful soul were seized within an eye blink. While drowning you in pain the reaper didn't doublethink. Life filled your flute with a nasty drink; Now your heart misses that link; The bitter fact makes you shrink; But in your mind you have to ink ‘NOTHING LASTS FOREVER. WHAT'S GONE IS GONE FOREVER.’ I know it's agony. It's more than you can take; But to see the sad face smile wanders the wraith. Many moons ago fate took away your mate. So let it go now. How many more winters will you wait ? I know it's difficult to begin again; But don't you shun love or lose faith. To fix you a nut is waiting with arms stretched to Swathe. It's okay to be a little nervous; But don't lock the door. ‘Cause with lots of love to pour, Someone's knocking your door. Don't turn so cold; Oh my darling, open the door.      ...