Sunday, October 26, 2014

Absence.

When I cross you,
A thousand memories cross my mind.
Being just a few steps
You're but miles apart.
The more I try to come near,
Further apart you rush.
I turn around and
Memories gush.

Why do you not abandon
My memories too?
Why give me tears when
I think of you?

Leave my life once and for all.
Away you should go
Take my heart.
For it is not mine to keep.
I can live without you.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Identity.


To be or not to be.

I keep on thinking who am I?

As a kid, I remember, a sudden realisation would dawn upon me that I exist. My decisions are my own, and I have utter control over things..over myself.

I can raise my hand.
I can lift my foot.
Oh yes! God does not control me..no one does..I do whatever I feel like.

Sounds funny right?
To me too..

But now when I think about do I really control myself?
The answer comes to me as a disappointing no.

How often do we take decisions keeping only ourselves in mind?
As we grow, we assume a social disguise and go by the norms of the community we live in. But who defines normal?
What might be normal to one may be a disaster to another!

We all have got an amazing but complicated conscious mind which makes us aware of our existence and surroundings. It helps us frame what we want from our lives, but this does not happen exclusive of the society.
Also, there is a huge influence of our loved ones on us even if we fail to realise it readily.
It is not wrong to keep others in mind while taking decisions, but it is important to be yourself when you do so.

We are unique individuals, so unique that even in billions we wont find an exact copy of ourselves. Each of us have our own set of qualities. We have got a rationale behind every thought. What helps us develop our identity is our decision to choose which qualities we want to enhance, and set forth to the world; and what we choose to think, and attribute utmost priority too.

So if we are so unique, why not celebrate it?

Yes I am not perfect. But nor are you.

So I should feel happy about myself, isn't it?
I am perfect in my own sense. Hence I should sit back and relax?

No. 
I should feel happy about who I am, but that is not it.

I am not the optimum self I could be. There is always room for more! 
I am what I think and do, not how I am expected to be. That defines me. I am how I present myself but my identity is not determined by my skin or how I look.

Be the self you want to be. Be confident. Don't feel bad if you are not there yet because life is all about striving to be who you are. Be what you aspire to be.