Maze of life.

The thing about a maze is that, you know for sure that it is going to be confusing, difficult, and very tiring to get through it. The thing about life is that, time and again we have been told that it is a big bad world out there but stories always have two sides.

A maze is known to be treacherous from its point A to point B. You know the start and the end and you are fully aware that you chose to venture into it. It is a conscious choice which gives us a sense of responsibility for every turn we take unlike life where some like to believe that everything that happens internally happens just out of the blue.

Well, like Dumbledore said, “the maze changes people” or something like that. And in reality it does the same. Maybe not as magically and extravagantly but a maze will test you and tests will change you.

Why correlate it to life?
A Journey is mostly unpredictable but in a maze you know you will encounter one problem after the other and despite being prepared we struggle to get through a maze. But the certainty of reaching the end and being rewarded keeps us going. Kind of how fanatics can do absolutely inhuman things just because they believe their actions are in the name of good. What place better than paradise, right?

So it is the certainty of the end that keeps us going when we are in maze or stuck in similar situations. And the funny thing about life is no one knows the beginning no one knows the end. And no one has ever figured out how to go about the one thing that has been left on us to experience – the journey.

So we like to be calculative and try to predict things by observing patterns; physical, mental, behavioural, perhaps even extrapolate them to surroundings and the position of the starts above. All this is just to make things a little more sensible, a little predictable. So we fall in the trap of defining things, people, phenomena and what not. The only thing that needs to be known is that there is no right or wrong way of going about it. You will only know what lies ahead of you once you dare to take the twist, the next turn, the courage that gets us out of the maze will help in getting through it all.

The path is set. The directions are not, You could walk alone, take a partner along or even an entourage if you wish. But let’s remember that it is not about why did I end up where I am right now. Instead asking how? and then never repeating it is the way to arrive at “what next?”.

The “next” is always just another step, twist or a turn and like they have always said life is about the journey. So let’s not get stuck in other mazes that life offers.

BETTER.

(B)elieve that you can and you will.
I have heard that and so have you.
(E)ven if times are tough and ill.
Strive to win the battle that ensued.
(T)ake pride in yourself,
It is yours and your journey matters.
(T)hrive on light and welcome darkness
like an old friend, here to teach you better.
(E)very twist and turn takes its toll.
Find the strength and find love.
(R)emember you are never alone.
Take those hands and you are home.

A style for life.

There was a time when individuality was not of much importance. It was not a need per say. People were content with what they had, who they were, and did not mind the rut. I do not think they had the word “rut”. For them survival was important and why would it not be when you live under some one’s rule and they make all the rules, all you are left with is to follow. Which does not leave much time to ask yourself the question – who am I?

All these deep questions and the curiosity to know something beyond comes only when you have that kind of time. Having experienced love by swiping right and having an access to all knowledge which is a click-away requires much less time and effort compared to actually finding someone and falling in love or seeking something and getting clarity over that matter.

So we end up with a lot of time in our hands and we multitask to fill it up thus giving birth to unnecessary pressure and not to mention strange activities…. Like naked yoga. No hate but I mean really? Naked? In a group? Okay!

Our style of living life now a days is all about having a life-style. I think we went from not thinking for ourselves to thinking for everyone. For instance my way might not be the most original way so I must sprinkle some individuality over it as I run after someone else’s lifestyle while wanting others to follow. In my opinion this takes the focus from being or becoming this or that to trying to have this or that.

Having role models and imitating them is not wrong, but make it your own perhaps and not destroy the authenticity. Follow the person, the personality, the virtues, the values and not just their lifestyle. Style should be for life – your life.

I panicked.

A wide open grass land
Meets near horizon I see.
A blue clear sky and a breeze.
The warmth surrounds me.
The birds chirping, bees buzzing,
Flowers dancing,
It is one of those scenes.
Almost unreal.
So close I can touch it.
The fragrance I smell,
The sounds I can hear,
All of it is so near.
My spirits are lifted high.
Like being brought back to life.
Feels almost like reality.
But my heart starts to ache.
Now, the light is fading away.
Why the darkness? I ask.
How did it find its way?
I hid it deep inside.
Your memories that I hate.
From the warmth to
These burns I’m feeling.
The panic begins to creep in.
Why now? And how?
Perhaps… it is my fault.
I panicked. This wound.
It must be healed.
This love affair with pain.
Like us, must come to an end.

None taken.

Disagreements are pretty common and many people get over them easily. Some require a little more than a talk to get over things. Misunderstandings are a part and parcel of people with reactive attitudes. This does not mean that the entire blame lies on them. The one who misunderstood would get the gibe (most of the times), but an equal responsibility must be shared by the one who said the things that led to all this.

Ha! this is one of those really confusing situations but it totally depends on the kind of people you are dealing with. You know how sometimes things just come out wrong or in a way that you did not really intended them to sound. Nonetheless, the immediate realisation by the speaker hints that, they understand what they have said does not really sound correct (or as these days politically correct).

Well life is not meant to be politically correct all the time and it is alright to be conscious of this when in dialogue with strangers but mostly misunderstandings happen between two very close people. Ha! another of those funny but real-confusing realities of life.

Now, this does not mean that one speaks, the other gets hurt and that is the end of it all. Neither should it mean the one who “supposedly” got hurt unleashes a wrath on the speaker nor is it all meant to be ignored. But none should react,  its just a chain reaction; I say, you misunderstand, you react, I defend, you do not let go, I do not accept it, I react and we fight! So choose none, just be one.

Looking back, as kids nothing really mattered there were no misunderstandings because there were no preconceived notions, no hurts carried over from past experiences, nothing to really correlate one thing with the other and make a mess out of it. It was plain and simple. That is the only thing that changes as we grow up. We start believing we just know it all, and we do but unfortunately without much clarity.

From none to a ton. Tonnes of thoughts get processed and we like to read between the lines a little too often. Where ever the trust has gone? I feel like understanding the fact that not many people really give a second thought to things they say or do while others are exactly opposite, should bring  an acceptance of each others’ harmless comments.

So while the only truth is THE misunderstanding the problem takes a shape of “you never understand me” “well, how am I suppose to know that. I do not read mind” etc etc etc. It goes back and forth, and the egos would not let either just take the blame and move on. In the process neither would bend but won’t mind breaking each other. That is just sad.

So to save ourselves the pain let’s just handle this the way we do it with strangers, “no offence!” “Oh, none taken”.

Ctrl Alt Del.

Control it! Control that.
Control him. Control her.
Control them. Control this.
Control all that till you can.

One day we realise,
Where the true power lies.
Like many have said before,
Control yourself and be more.

Control your mind. Your emotions.
Your feelings and effects.
Control the situation. The outcome thereafter.
Control the controller. To be the best.

But to truly be able to Ctrl Alt Del.
All we need is one habit.
One only and that is…
To able to to not repeat.

Do not repeat patterns.
No need to relive the history.
Be a new tale. Do not go down as…
The same story.

Take a new leaf, fresh ink… write it.
One that was about being.
One that knew no control.
A story that is daring.

For I control what I want.
What I see as beneath me, must not be.
What I do not want around.
Must be down on the ground.

But when I let go. Not of my situations.
Not of my feelings or my notions.
But myself, is when I am in control.
For there is nothing really out of control.

 

Gray or Grey?

Shiny and clear, mostly blue.
A curtain of yellow.
And an orange-y hue.
Gets be brown and mellow.
With a little dust.
Have you seen?
It turn to red.
A shade of pink.
The painters in the air.
Covering it in a silver sheen.
A storm of black.
Clear white or simply gray.
When it sprays.
The sky is happy every way.
One colour less. One colour more.
Might just not be same anymore.

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I see more than just gray! 🙂

Every time like literally every time gray or grey, is the question. I used to think the “grey” matter in the brain is spelled “grey” and that gray is the colour gray. Just like color or colour? Gosh having learnt things one way, while the entire world wide web has a lack of ‘u’ and even replacing ‘e’ by ‘a’, is confusing just as writing this.

LOL or may be lol.

A friend can tickle,
Spots unknown to others.
Friends can act crazy,
Just for your laughter.
A small giggle a little smile.
We all shared them all the while,
In classes, in games,
In all the serious places it seems.
A joke, a wink, a smirk
Be it from miles away.
Still it works.
And A LOL
or a laugh out little.
But you know…
You want to burst.
So chuckle away!

Climbing

I am not sure.
Straight up or side ways?
In the middle,
I fear I might get stuck,
When I am climbing.

I do not want those situations.
Where I have to pay,
For my choices.
I fear I’d stumble,
As I climb and fumble.

I am unclear of the way.
But I am sure of the next step.
With courage, In time,
I will be on the top.
After all I am climbing.

Where and when,
That is beyond me.
Where is there?
That scares me.
For now, I will just climb.