Just thoughts...

  The crowd erupts in cheers as the runner crosses the finish line. The racer none other than the flying Sikh Milkha Singh. As the movie finishes with a cliche India vs Pakistan showdown, some thoughts run the laps of my mind. A race they say is either won or lost. Each one of us runs a race. The moment you take in the first whiff of Oxygen you are pushed of into a race. Everyone has their own hurdles on the way. There has been no one till date who hasn't stumbled at least once in this race of life. While we run this race there are laps when we walk hands in hands with our fellow brethren. Some laps where we simply sprint caring not a bit for the world. Some laps where we keep looking behind or even ahead at the front runner. But rarely do we find the one runner who runs his own race. Seldom are such people found in this race track.    We see many stumbling around this track of life because of their mistakes. Not an ounce of shame there. But sadly more than these man...

Cracking open the shell was quite a job for me  Pecking at it hard enough just the wide world to see And when the first ray of light hits out like a beam  I head out and step into the cosy nest easy it may seem Being fed by my mother when I was young and weak The mere wings and soft feathers were my home to speak  All was so hazy and lazy so don't quite remember it As I grew I could feel my wings raring to go bit by bit My mother egging me forward from the cliff to make the jump The first flight wobbly, scary, fairy and dreary with many a bump Looking down from the sky above Oh! it was really scary The wind under my wings pushing me ahead fun yet weary Time ran exploring the blue skies and chirping away Soon I had to leave my home for shelter night and day It was quite a task to find my lovely little soul mate But equal a joy it was when she and me went on a date Even those days slipped by and fast it was soon That I didn't  notice how ...

    The nature of light has been one of the most debated topics of the scientific community. Some call for its particle nature while some for its wave nature. But leaving the scientific face aside let us wear the mask of the lay for a while. There are innumerable myriad occurrings around us. One such thing that puzzles me is 'light'. What is life without this very phenomenon. Can you imagine living minus the sensation of this very light. For me it is excruciatingly impossible.      Even to think that I might have not had the sensation of light to my eyes is scary. Spare a silent thought for whom we call the 'blind'. A refined way to denote them is 'visually impaired '. But changing words hardly changes fact. The life they live. The steps they take. For us the opposite of light is dark. But for them what is dark? What do they actually see.? Is it completely blinding light or pitch black darkness? One wonders what is it exactly? Colours form such an integral par...

           Emotions well up sometimes finding no outlet in your heart. At times there are so many things which we feel like expressing but can hardly do so. Thoughts are so damn powerful. In fact according to me thoughts are the most underrated things out there in this world. The importance they carry is undeniable. But sadly as many a times we do not realise the importance of our thoughts. This is the real cause of all our troubles. How aware we ought to be when we think is never said about. All we hear is getting preached about morally right behaviour and ethics. The only thing the gen z hates is getting preached around by posers.         But the only thing that we need to know is that our thoughts do matter a lot. sometimes I wonder what are thoughts. In fact a thought is the biggest mystery to mankind. When we think what is it that we actually do? As human beings we posses the mysterious ability to think. And we ought to learn how t...

               Life is a myriad notebook of uneven pages. Some pages scribbled over while some typed to perfection. Some pages worth preserving for a lifetime, while some to be torn off in the earliest. This very notebook of our lives is dearly loved by one and all. The saying that "No one is perfect" applies to all even to the one who coined the saying. If everyone or even anyone was supposed to be perfect, there would have been no colour to lives. We commit many a mistakes in our lifetime. Most of the times we do not even realise that we are committing a mistake. Who is it that decides that we have committed a mistake. Some supernatural body?                 No, not at all. Mistakes are relative. A fault for a person may be a oblation for the other. So there is no perfect definition for a mistake. On an average we do something wrong every day. Sometimes more than one thing a day. We do realise our folly ...