About Life!

Life full of content of thesaurus. Different dialects, qualities, attitudes, flavors of different perspective of people. When one is fanatic, some are just fancy towards it, while others are hatred of the same. Different things of different gesture align themselves and come along, falling on a same plane. Over populated plane meets some known, familiar and also unfamiliar. No one can make every task accomplished.someway; no one can become righteously familiar to everyone in the crew. Also, can’t avoid they themselves becoming prey to hostile mouths. Because if everything is right in its path and are predetermined, life loses its trench. No soul is contrary to sin-doer; rather they are put to situations forcing to commit it. People are the major victims pulled and pushed accordingly to the fate favorites. If not we all are gifted with self-control, everybody would have been sailed hard. Few try to preserve and nurture it while other few leave it uncured that leads to deterred aspirations. Ultimately purity of blue turns into grey ashes!!!

Struck it hard for the rest to be Glossy!

Every day I lean against the wall,

And mark a line, just above my head’s buoyancy;

with lot of expectations.

In a manner to note how fast am I growing?;

With an inclination to stop.

Today, I jumped up to the joy

 of noticing that it was the same as yesterday.

Suddenly I lit myself and shun brightly,

For understanding the change that favored me.

My common sense urged its desire subtly to remain dissident, however.

Next day was that…

Where I gave room for my gloom

This time I marked an above line again. 

I was heart-broken.

I heard someone giggling and said,

“If you had scratched your brains instead,

You would have been assimilated

With perpetual happiness, which is missing in you now.”

Bluntly, I tried that too…

It engulfed its vision later.

I found myself out of grey shade, all of a sudden.

I knew, I saw nothing unusual.

In fact, I witnessed a different wavelength in my thoughts

And I stood like a kid who feels proud for the first time.

I wanted to prance proud In front of you (:brain)
To settle contrary to your giggle.

But you slammed me once again.

What was it this time?
 You asked,

“If It was not me, how well would you have budged to the path of this mirth?”

Everything now aligned right in my row.

I made my utterance meekly,

“I didn't find that happiness anymore but I cleared my dazed-vision to see the same.

 And in the long way, I saw you.

At the same, I yearned to know where you were always found

 as I wanted to stay away from odds like this forever.

There you stand!

To settle contrary attempts and deluges of life.

For scraping my thing in etiquette ever".

And that’s human nature.

Precisely, I wasn't exceptional too.