Inception.

I sat staring at the blank wall
Woven dreams, at my threshold

A pen in hand, hundred thoughts at work

As the life I knew, I give up.

The pen in your hand is what your dreams are.

The thoughts vying to cross that threshold and bloom into life.

The life that you just gave up.

Along the corridors I walk by,

Along the sands of time.

A leap of faith, a baby step,

As the life I knew, I give up.

The corridors hold the key to your memories.

The sands of time with our footsteps.

If you look you may not leap..

Leap into the life unknown.

Bound in the blind prisons of reality

My eyes reach out far seeking freedom

Repressed fantasies compel me to have trust

As the life I knew, I give up.

Take a step, find a key. A key to your reality.

Freedom is close, not that far.

Its an illusion of your  fantasy.

The fantasy of a life you just gave up.

And I drift away to yesterday

To a life I'd never have again.

For tomorrow, my past, I close shut

As the life I knew, I give up.

And the life I  knew, I give up.

Why drift into the past? You've lived it long enough.

Its a life that has lived you well enough.

Bask in the sunshine of today, not in the shadows of what could be.

Coz what will be, will be. Even if the life you knew, you give up.

Even if the life you knew, you give up.

Away from that place, called home.

Do I miss home? Do I miss my city? How have I adjusted so easily?
I am tired of answering these questions about a hundred times. Its obvious. Some people ask out of curiosity. Some people some ask out of concern. And some, simply out of awe.
Yes, they are surprised at how I have managed to move on so easily. Leave my home behind. Adjust.

The truth is, I haven't moved on. And that is what has helped me perfectly to adjust. To adjust to a  completely new environment. To a completely new life.
We only miss those things in life, which we leave behind.
I haven't left anything behind.

In a poetic way, I could say I have carried memories and thoughts along. This time, its that and much more.

Lessons learnt. With mistakes. Through experience. During arguments. Within problems. And solutions. I have carried every single lesson I have learnt in this short life I have lived so far. And, I continue to learn.

Relationships. Family. Friends. Crushes. Though that does not really qualify into a relationship!  Snapshots, mementos. And love.

Passions. Priorities. No, they haven't changed. I'm still a nerd. Or whatever you've judged me as. I am still growing up. The legacy of 'T'. Decisions have been altered. Goals have not.

Habits, I'm not gunna mention them. You know they are NEVER going to change. I might add few. But the ones I have, remains forever.

Finally, nature, I'm still a stubborn, mushy, spontaneous, stupidly smart, blunt at my sweetest, self-obsessed pacifist. I eat a lot. Talk a lot. And I'm impatient. Ironically, tolerant. And 'Diplomatic'. I am still the 'Pie'. To the wind. And many more. I can stare at the moon for hours. I still have butterfingers.

I'll change. In fact I am changing. Evolving. But carrying forward the good of my past to the future. Maybe some of the bad too. But do you care enough to know?

In spite of all these, you ask me if I miss home!
In simple words, I don't.  Because I carry it with me, wherever I go. The world, is my home. The reality, my life. The dreams, my vacations. And the ultimate best, my destination.

Looking forward to a fulfilling life in Delhi. Amen.

What's in a name

How much of difference does it take to be different? Everyone walks around proclaiming how 'different' they are, but if everyone is different, aren't everyone the same?

Each one of us want to fit in. Yet again, each one of us want to stand out. 

Mr/Ms. Different, you confuse me.

The truth is, each one of us are different. If you want to go out to the world and prove something, prove your worth. Prove your sense of reliability. Prove your sense of responsibility.

Prove your love, your friendship, your faith.

Sometimes you have to move against the flow of the world. Just being different wont help dude. You need to BE more. You need to DO more.

Be compassionate, not sympathetic. Be informal, but know formalities. Know where the line is, but take care not to cross the line.

Don't cross your limitations, try to overcome them. Do what you want to do. But also do things to help others. Be what you want to be. Life is too short to be some one else.

Love others. Help others. Only after you have helped yourself, loved yourself.

Don't be too selfish. Don't be too selfless. Don't be too balanced.

Don't be too positive. Don't be too negative. Be practical.

Don't be sentimental. Be emotional.

Lie or don't lie. But don't cover up once you are caught.

Lying and manipulating the truth is the same thing. It is better to Shut Up.

Confess. But to the right person.

Introspect. Only when it helps. 

Think. Only when required.

Be spontaneous, but look before you leap.

Compromise, Sacrifice. But do it willingly.

Don't regret.

Make mistakes. Learn from them.

If you haven't made mistakes, you haven't made anything.

Talk you heart out. But respect and keep secrets. Especially if they belong to others.

Enjoy the irony of life. Don't get involved in it.

Be different to different people but same to each one.

Don't have double standards.

Create your own path. If you can't, there is no fault in following another one.

Sometimes it is not about creating your own. It also helps if you repair someone else's.

Giving up is not so bad. But never give in.

Dream. Fantasize. Imagine. But live in the real world. 

Don't get confused about past, present and future. They are equally important for our existence. Remember yesterday, Live today and Think tomorrow.

Listen to other's advice. Follow your heart (or your mind, whichever you choose).

Smile. And spread the smile.

Laugh all the time. It helps heal.

Cry your heart out. It helps heal faster.

Live life King Size.

But remember, the king has had problems too. :P

Blabber

I'm still wondering about all the reasons that has kept me away from writing for the past few days.
Work, No I've had no huge workload. But I don't find time enough.
Environment, I have had days bustling with activity, surrounded by young cousins, attending a wedding.
Stress, College. I reached the highest Ph level of stress waiting for college lists to come out.
No access to internet. For a long time.

Mindset. Go figure.

I have written before in spite a huge workload, amidst a bigger wedding, in my diary if I have had no access to the blog and under extreme cases of stress. It is my mindset which has kept me away.

What induced this mindset, I'm yet to find out. A mental block, a writer's block is the last thing I want to be suffering from. But, nothing that I write seems to come to an end.

After endless torn papers and incomplete compositions, I have decided that I have had ENOUGH.

Its time to start exploring again.Its  time to wage a war against my mind. Its time to break the conflict.
No matter how it turns out to be, I'm not going to take a break and I'm going to start writing again.

I've blabbered enough. It's time to rise again.
Its time, to live again.