Time is running with its indecent pace, leaving all behind – the memories, happiness, regrets and sorrows. Only things have not changed in your mind; you still waiting in that particular moment, with hope and fear in your heart.
The moment has passed, the totem has stopped, and it’s left with the dust on your floor of your mind. Just wipe it off with a hard feeling and keep your mind clean. Let this dawn come up with new beginning and new happening.
Everything is planned here, and we are just part of this drama. In this drama of life, artists have to be really artificial, only viewers get a chance to choose.
Choose that someday you don’t feel like, you have not lived your life fully. You haven’t done what you supposed to do – “Why this mirror is telling so whitening truth? How does he know all my denial facts? “
Too much contemplation over life has started reflecting in my writing as well…!!!
The moment has passed, the totem has stopped, and it’s left with the dust on your floor of your mind. Just wipe it off with a hard feeling and keep your mind clean. Let this dawn come up with new beginning and new happening.
Everything is planned here, and we are just part of this drama. In this drama of life, artists have to be really artificial, only viewers get a chance to choose.
Choose that someday you don’t feel like, you have not lived your life fully. You haven’t done what you supposed to do – “Why this mirror is telling so whitening truth? How does he know all my denial facts? “
Too much contemplation over life has started reflecting in my writing as well…!!!
9 comments:
True...let not your present be a slave to your past. And let your future flourish in abounding joy!
Good luck.
Obviously your writing would reflect your current state of mind.
Get over it, you got to be wrong sometimes to know whats right.
Whatever the state of mind and whatever is being written... it reads beautifully..
Thanks Zeba. Sometime its difficult to print the state of mind...!! :)
Juz Came across this:
It's only the beginning now..
a pathway yet unknown
At times the sound of other steps..
sometimes we walk alone,
The best beginnings of our lives
May sometimes end in sorrow
But even on our darkest days
The sun will shine tomorrow.
So we must do our very best
Whatever life may bring
And look beyond the winter chill
To smell the breath of spring.
Into each life will always come
A time to start anew
A new beginning for each heart
As fresh as morning dew.
Although the cares of life are great
And hands are bowed so low
The storms of life will leave behind
The wonder of a rainbow.
The years will never take away
Our chance to start anew
It's only the beginning now
So dreams can still come true.
Hey Mansi,
Welcome to my page. Thanks for sharing this. It's inspiring and helpful.
WHy have you not updated your blog?;-) we are waiting!
@stuti: surely, will come up with something. Thanks for visiting.
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