Zest to Live Like You Mean It (Z on Day 26 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

That quiet voice inside your soul
Is the the most beautiful sound
A heart that beats for humanity
Can wipe the pains of berated ones

A few extraordinary smiles
Leave a lifelong impression
Moments uncontrollable laughter

Can erase many numb afflictions

It is when we let other be treated badly
It is when we forget to wipes a few tears
It is when we lose touch with humanity
We lose our zest to live a fulfilling life.

Zest is all I need to live
Live a life that is much beyond
Some moolah and a man
But some starry nights and rains

It is not what is on the face of it
It is about what we are inside
The times of nothingness
Are the times to cherish

Author's Note: To me life is meant for adventure and spreading happiness. It is to fight the bad and not to be the bad. It is about being the one who cares. Speak against the wrong, but if speaking does not work - silently act upon it.
Through these words I tried to narrate a mix of all - Our mind, the society and the quite men.

P.S.: Zest to Live Like You Mean It  for Z - April 30, 2015. My twenty sixth (last) post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Yes, being a Yes person! (Y on Day 25 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Be water, be fire, be air and be earth
Nurture everything with a smile
Stay wild, stay happy, stay awesome
Chase a butterfly
Follow your instincts
Make your own way
Travel and make new friends
Gaze midnight stars
And stand out in the cold
Love generously
Let go of what does not treat you right
Exude compassion, empathy and beauty
Be kind, it is the most beautiful trait!

Author's Note: Our wanderlust is our true affliction. But can we do anything without being who we truly are? Since I believe in YOLO, I would rather do a Marlin Monroe than to miss out on the fun.

I am a yes person, if something fascinates me , I will dive in without a second thought. Yes, it could be silly but what I find is sillier is a regret. I say yes to adventures, to treasure hunts, hopeless quests, to a lifetime of searching and most importantly a yes to myself (and people I love).

P.S.: Yes, being a Yes person for Y - April 29, 2015. My twenty fifth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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XOXO (X on Day 24 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

A few X
To those I love
And a few more to those who love me
Some O to the best people I know
And Some more O to those who count me as one of best persons
Muahh and Hugs.. XOXO

Author's Note: Just genuine hugs and real kisses are all it takes to express your admiration for someone.

P.S.: XOXO for X - April 28, 2015. My twenty fourth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Wanderer's Wonder (W on Day 23 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

When you travel, you are not tired, and in Himachal Pradesh I really traveled. Was it weed in the air or was it the weather that took me to wander in Manali?

Streams of hills emerge from flowing brown waters
A few trees squabble through the curves of concrete
Rest of them are standing tall on rich green mountains
With a few blossom flowers a lot of rich green weed
Sun beam falls on my specs as trees scream for attention
Trees tall and green and some of them slouch to strong wind
Not untouched my humankind I see towers and running wires
Through this a neatly arranged landscapes to be seen
Beautiful, isn't it?

Here is a photo collection of my wanderlust in Manali.

Music and view, just before carving my footprints in Manali

Outskirts of Manali

Sunbeam and tall trees in Manali

We Checked In

On our way to Jogini Falls, we discovered curves on hills and road! 

Resting after a little Trek at Jogini Falls

Harimba Temple
Here 18 Animals are slaughtered during Navratras

Day 2 we were on our way to Gulaba Valley and Salong Valley

After we made a snow man at Gulaba Valley

Glitters at Gurudwara Manikaran Sahib
And we received a splendid hospitality

Riverside at Kasol

Author's Note: I wandered and I wrote a poem. I walked long distances. Amidst quite a lot of hiccups, I heard drums, saw dance and weeds plantation. Not to forget recording here that I about to be attacked by 7 hungry dogs. Eeks!!

Last year I visited Udaipur during A to Z Challenge and this year it was Manali. Wonder what is up for next year ;p

P.S.: Wandrer's Wonder for W - April 27, 2015. My twenty third post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Very Special People (V on Day 22 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Of all the special people in your life, there are some very special people, and they are recipient of unconditional love from us. While there are people who take advantage of being considered special, to me treating someone special is not a bad thing.

Bad is when you take people for granted. Show that they are special, when you don't mean it. No matter how much a good person would love you, everyone has a threshold. They will slip away!



Even if you end up feeling cheated, the other one will end up feeling guilty, unless the other one is not a narcissist.

So do you really need to cry over a loss when you were someone to give your best?

P.S. Very Special People for V - April 25, 2015. My twenty second post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Utilitarian Me (U on Day 21 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Slip away in the lap of dreams.
Of red, orange and floral pinks.
Sit back with a pop corn bucket.
Watch the game plan and some fizz.
Walk on the shiny-sand beach.
Home to shells & coconut trees.
Out of a dark mysterious guilt.

Author's Note: Am on a travel.. This is a quick post.

P.S.: Utilitarian Me for U - April 24, 2015. My twenty first post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Taylor Swift Music - My Three Picks (T on Day 20 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

A to Z comes with me travelling. Last year I was in Udaipur and this time I am in ..... make a guess or you know already.

Yes I am travelling and will get back next week :)

Travel and Music are the best things in the world. Poof! I forgot Chocolate, Pizza, Movies and People who love you unconditionally!

Before I get and soak myself in the scenic beauty, leaving you with my top three picks of Taylor Swift. If you love music, you cannot fail to notice her.

Author's Note: Before packing my bags, I packed the Music. Taylor Swift is one of my favourite people.
Share your top picks by TS or anyone you adore.

P.S. Taylor Swift Music - My Three Picks for T - April 23, 2015.

My twentieth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

P.P.S.: Gary Lightbody is cute

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Splurging on a Sweet Mystery (S on Day 19 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

I splurge on
Things mysterious
Nothing normal
Tempts me

Except for
Polo tees
And basic jeans
What your you?
Were you basic or mysterious?
I splurged on you
I forgot the golden rule
That you were to be nurtured first
And then exploited to be spoiled
You made home in my mind
As a sweet mystery for a lifetime
I often visit those mysterious encounters
And I keep knocking on the entrance
Those doors never open
Basic or not, you have been classic
And I have been spoiled.
While splurging on a sweet mystery

Author's Note: Just think about when I say splurge, what do you think I am talking about?

We humans are complex - biologically, physically, psychologically, intellectually and philosophically. We splurge in love, or we are miser in Love. 

P.S.: Splurging on a Sweet Mystery for S - April 22, 2015. My nineteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Raw Rugged Rowdy (R on Day 18 of A to Z Challenge 2015)

Howdy,
Your worldly dreams
Are raw, rugged and rowdy
You fail to receive gracefully
Two words of sheer kindness
For those who care
They ignore your venom
Or let it seep into them
Because they don't want to cause you hurt

But you, my boy
You don't care, do you?
You keep spilling venom
And you are in love with it
Holding it close and
Scared to let go of it
As if two words of love
Will make you less of a King
As if empathy could make you less of a warrior

Let me tell you a story about a man who did just what you do. He was rude, rowdy and rugged. He started it when he was a child and no one stopped him. People called him a leader, a king in the making. But no one befriended him and everyone was scared of his wrath. Those who did not fear him, were brought to the terms to being scared of him. And he was surrounded by only those who accepted him. He never let anyone who would make himself question of mend his ways stand next to him.

In his mind he was a King, and he waited for someone who would accept him for what he is. He waited for love, but he could not wait the wait. So he let go of it, hurting those who would want to be with him. This only made him bitter, because his only accomplice is his anger. And now he was bored of his anger, he rarely smiled and those who came to his service were just boring yes-men. They were boring because their yeses were not out of love or care, they were out of fear. Fear of your anger.

Author's Note: Reminds me of Beauty and the Beast. Yes many of us let that bad thing, anger or guilt consume us. We don't care who we smash in the process of feeding onto our anger. We only end up losing those who truly cared. And in the end just carry a guilt, why did I fail to see? Why did I fail to mend? Was anger that precious than those precious moments?

P.S.: Raw Rugged Rowdy for R - April 21, 2015. My eighteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Quit, am Calling it Quit! (Q on Day 17 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

I have red hair, but I don't have blue eyes and hence you are in double minds to take this ahead. I do not fit into your ideal version of me. And I forgot to see if you do fit into my ideal version of me. All that while I had been working to get you to accept me for my black eyes. But your rock heart did not budge, you failed to see beyond the material beauty and you ended up breaking me.

I am calling it off. I dissociate with you because I have had it enough of ranting and chanting your concepts of when to wake up, when to sleep and when to eat. I have come to terms with the fact that conformity to your standards is below my dignity and sanity. It was lately that I realized the threshold of my tolerance, and it has been stupid of my and my folks to have been ranting and chanting your concepts. You started when I was a kid, and you still mess with my head.

Remember the times when I was hurt, you did not console me. You came up with your famous adage - I Told You So. You did not allow me to make my own mistakes and learn from them. You did lend me a listening ear, but you listened more to judge me than to empathize with me. You did not leave a chance to belittle me for innocent mistakes I made. Never did I intend to hurt you, but you miraculously made it sound like that. I started living for your approval, and forgot who am I in real.

You fit in my plan of a perfect life, but now I will trail the path without any plans. I am somebody who is bejeweled with my set of perfect imperfections. I look for no one who does not love my ornamentation. So rather than struggling everyday for your acceptance, I quit. I will survive without you because searching acceptance in your eyes everyday is getting killed in anticipation. So from today, stating just now, I quit, I am calling it quit. I quit allowing your double standards to mess with my mind.

Author's Note:
I quit deciding where to go. Have accepted not knowing where I am going.

"And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.” – C. Joybell

P.S.: Quit, am Calling it Quit! for Q - April 20, 2015. My seventeenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Paritoshika's - Lost in the Blurred Limelight of Night (P on Day 16 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

It's both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so deeply. 
                                 - Unknown

Some messages leave a strong impact on you, though I feel that I get too much into them. And too too much into bringing a meaning to something that appears quite normal to people. I know that I observe things, I observe how a bird struggles to fly on a windy day or an ant crosses a wet floor.

And I observed this perfect compilation by Paritoshika [the other celebrity on my blog ;)].

Author's Note: Watch it, if you feel things deeply you may want to watch it over and over.

Get lost in light when it is dark... 

Or reach for a calm in screeching lights

P. S.: Paritoshika's - Lost in the Blurred Limelight of Night for P - April 18, 2015. My sixteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Opaque Feelings (O on Day 15 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Bottled up,
stocked in,

bolted and

fermenting.

No way out

to vent it,

all ends here

at the circular

glass edges.

They do not
come out 

and keep 

moving in 

circles.

What was 

fresh, jubilant

and fragrant

is now
piling venom.

It is rotting 

and stinking
in paucity
of  love.

It is turning 

into piles of

abundant 

nothingness

and opacity.

Author's Note: When intense feelings are messed with they turn opaque. One who feels too much will end up growing opacity of feelings and one who messed it will keep looking for breaking past the opacity.

Don't know who messed more and who felt more - the one who loved or the one who could get distant.

P.S.: Opaque Feelings for O - April 17, 2015. My fifteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Nightmare It Is (N on Day 14 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

It was a stark dark road, and I stood still amidst tall buildings and no greens. A traffic signal faraway that flashed yellow, inviting me to walk towards it. As I started a voyage towards the light, everything was threatening to kill me. I encountered a huge man hole just five steps away from where I started and sound of barking dogs. So huge that it covered the entire street. A railing on the wall was all that seem to welcome me and I hopped on. Sticking on to it as I made tiny steps. Each of my tiny steps inversely impacted the diameter of the manhole. Inside that manhole were bears waiting for me to fall, howling at me to fall and be their feast for the night. My heart was pounding harder, I did not want to die like this.

I crossed the dreaded manhole only to find a huge wolf in front of me. I went numb and could not take a step. I was only waiting for the wolf to jump and feast on me. It seems better to have a grave inside one whole animal than be eaten by many. The wolf walked upto me and sniffed me and walked towards the manhole. I looked back and the manhole was gone. It was now a city with a bustling nightlife.

And a Chinese man on a bike, pulled brakes shouting get on the bike, they are coming for you?
Who is it?
Shut up and hop on, he shouted.
Why is someone coming for me?
And then someone missed a shot at me. Without a second thought I hopped on.
He sped into the woods and crashed his bike into a drain.

I was inside deep waters, struggling to breath and trying to swim out of it. Breathing hard but something chokes in my throat. Trying to move my hands but they do not move. I hear a siren somewhere. I wish someone see me and save me in this dark night.

It was then that the alarm rang, and my collars were draining sweat.

Author's Note: Come to think of how I want to die, perhaps in my sleep, while I win over demons that are housed in my head and pound my heart badly in real life.

Sleep paralysis is what I wanted to narrate via this short story.

P.S.: Nightmare It Is for N - April 16, 2015. My fourteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Magical Moments (M on Day 13 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Magical is when you call my name.
More magical is when you call me by the nick name you gave me.

Magical are moments when you smile at what I say.
And I don't see it, I magically sense it.

Magical are times when I miss you.
And you flash at me.

Magical is when you just knw what you have to say to calm a storm in me.
Or bring me to moments that have to be storming in me.

You are magical to me.



Author's Note: Love is magical, you cannot control it. So better get going with it.

And be with someone who feels you are magical! Someone who protects, preserves and makes you a better person.

P.S.: Magical Moments for M - April 15, 2015. My thirteenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Love Rests in Duality (L on Day 12 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

They say opposites attract. I still don't know if we are opposites or similar.

I totally find myself swayed by him. Sometimes being pulled towards him and sometimes being asked to drift away. It is not that I don't do this to him. I do the same, not with a revengeful intent. My conundrum of emotions and his debate of logic bring us to a middle ground. Our duality fit into each other's perfect imperfections. We are on the same sides and we are the warriors. Even when we are deeply in love, we are on a war.

And that's Love!

Love rests in duality and leaving you with this song:

Author's Note: This topic took me long, to form an idea and to bring together my thoughts. Don't really know why it happened, either I am exhausted with the challenge or I hold love too dear to be easily expressed through words. I failed at penning a story, I have my thoughts in place and it will appear on my blog soon. 

P.S.: Love Rests in Duality for L- April 14, 2015. My twelvth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Karnika's Top Books (K on Day 11 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Here is Karnika's list of top five books. For all of you wanting to know more about her, she is my celebrity.

And her reading list is important for me.

So here it is:

Book 5: Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Book 4: The Bell Jar

Book 3: Cat's Cradle 

Book 2: Perk of Being a Wall Flower

Book 1: Catcher in the Rye

At present I am reading The Old Man and The Sea. And with this I have a fresh bunch to read.

Author's Note: Any more suggestions worthy of consideration? 

I will be revealing the name of my other celebrity soon ;p

P.S.: Karnika's Top Books for K- April 13, 2015. My eleventh post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Just, Just Float (J on Day 10 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Just when I was to break away from the notorieties of life
Shedding  a zealous pursuit of chasing love
And things glorified

Just a look back and a quick walk through of my life
When I was tamed and famed in the name of love
And materialism galore

Just as I took a step to somewhere in vain
To break away from what they fame
And Just float

Author's Note: Stop the struggle, Just Float. Enjoy being a log on the waters while catch a wide view of night starry skies or cloudy daylight. 

The journey is worth it when you stop struggling to survive and enjoy the beauty of being in varied situations.

P.S.: Just, Just Float. for J - April 11, 2015. My tenth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

I, Who Am I?(I on Day 9 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

I am someone who cares.
I am a calm in storms.
I am a storm in tranquility.
I am streaming waters.

I am Contrasts, chaos and tranquility
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I am soothing flames.
I am wet muddy sand.
I am drenched drought.
I am a dry flood
I am someone who loves.
I am someone you hate.
I am idle moments.
I am maddening chaos.
I am a caressing touch.
I am lazy yawns.
I am sweaty palms.
I am a hard punch.
I am a road rage.
I am a a car chase.
I am an inspiration.
I am a halt.
I am contrasts.
I am also shades of grey.

I am a red head born on Friday the 13th, a full moon night!

Author's Note: I am someone who looks back. I look back for more than a normal person would. I think more than your imagination could run. 

Once I am done, I am done. I will not turn around no matter how many times you scream.

P.S.: I, Who Am I? for I - April 10, 2015.

My ninth post for the A to Z April Challenge.
Jeez :)

Happiness - Does That Change? (H on Day 8 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

What made me happy as a kid, 

Makes me happy even today.

Some Ice cream and some crazy rides.
Some laughs, some playing in the sand.
Staying up while being dead asleep.
Speeding a bicycle through a puddle.
Hide and seek, Balloons and fountains.
Swings, climbing trees and bruised knees.
Sunrise, sunsets and step out in summer heat.
Windy day, cold day and rainy day.
Chasing birds and butterflies.
And staring at fish inside a pond.
That's happiness to me.

Happiness is a state of mind!
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Does our idea of happiness ever change? I think, my idea of happiness never changed.

Author's Note: A quick post.. Trying to sail through the challenge with really tight schedule. 


Creativity runs in the blood.

P.S.: Happy for H - April 9, 2015. My eighth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

God - Why I Call It a Fiction (G on Day 7 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Everyone created God in its own image and likeliness - Now they are fighting over whose god is the best of all.

Who among these is more real?

Here is a phrase that was carved on the walls of a concentration camp cell during WWII by a Jewish prisoner. “If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness.”

If you Google the above phrase and search for image, you will find yourself in a heartbreaking scene. And if that does not break your heart, I am saying it out loud that you are an unkind person.

The two big mistakes were the belief in a sky god -- that there's a man in the sky with 10 things he doesn't want you to do and you'll burn for a long time if you do them -- and private property, which I think is at the core of our failure as a species. That's the source of my indignations, my dissatisfactions, however it comes out on the stage. I feel betrayed by the people I'm part of, these creatures, these magnificent creatures.

- George Carlin, Orange County Register, March 1997

To me God, mythologies, religious dictates are quite similar to Santa Clause, Mermaids, Unicorns and Flying horses. Those who claim to be messiah (messengers) were neurotics talking to an imaginary friend. They never grew up and wrote a book. Now people fight over one book and they are averse to the ideas of other books.

Because hello, for all the power that people vest within Gods - if he were real that world would not have been ugly. Most of the causes of violence are rooted in religion and beliefs.

If you tell me that God is a nice man, and you allow any kind of violence (or abstinence) in the way one leads one's life then I fail to see anything nice your gods. If your god created you and you support violence then you are not a good creation of God.

Author's Note: Sorry to offend all the religious people out there. I know you have high regards for your faith and I have high for mine.

People who claim that religion is an important element of humanity are to be reminded that religion does not make someone good or bad, it is moral that come with the kind of upbringing one receives.

P.S.: God - Why I Call It a Fiction for G - April 8, 2015. My seventh post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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Facebook Lessons (F on Day 6 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

Times of being busy
Being really really busy
Busy doing nothing
Busy killing time
Are the times to loathe.
So we make time to be on Facebook.

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Debating, fighting trolls, bullies, cyber harassers while attempting hard to make sense out of our point. Perhaps trying to make people understand our point.

That's when I learnt a few things through Facebook, and here they are:

1. Tolerance while facing disagreements from friends. No two people think alike, how can friends? It is important to respect each other's opinions, not to get into a trail of updates that faintly demean your friends.

2. Standing up-to cyber harassers and bullies. Well yes, this is big one and I did stand up to one quite recently.

3. Satire while dealing with the trolls. When logic does not make sense, satire does!

4. Understanding what I just do not want to be. I live and let live, so I do not want to be a bigot, extremist and someone with an orthodox mindset.

5. Clarifying when being misunderstood. Not everyone will read what you meant with your words, in-fact they will dissect each of your words and come up with conspiracy theories. Arghh moments they are.

Author's Note: With Facebook and social media interactions, our ideas of life, philosophies and the way we view world is out in the open. Some of us are against this concept, I am not. I can put myself out there with my thoughts and things I truly believe in.

And yes, from time to time I do feel that there is an overdoes. I switch off, thanks to the deactivate Facebook account option!

P.S. Facebook Lessons for F - April 7, 2015. My sixth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

Emoticon Magic (E on Day 5 of A to Z Challenge 2015).

To some it is a cute little gesture
To some it is gross exaggeration
To some it is perils of technology
To some it is a soothing touch on mobile screen
To some.......

You like them, hate them but you cannot ignore them. Because yes, they have the power of flashing a smile on your face when you are low, or make you go mad at a friend who purposely sent you one for making you go in rage with angst.

Allow me to reinvent the old adage - Emoticons speak louder than words.

People don't use words anymore. From Whatsapp, Viber, Skype to BBM the struggle for finding the best emoticon to fit into our emotional state is on.

Feeling feature on Facebook allows a user to add a feeling accompanying an emoticon. For feelings that are not auto-listed, a user can put them up as status and use a suitable emoticon to express one's feeling.

Here is one of those Facebook experiences:

Drop in the comment box your funny, serious, not-so-funny, naive, boring, ...... Emoticon Moment. 

Author's Note: While emoticons are creative way of expressing how one feels, sad faced emoticons get my blood boiling. Just the look of it, no matter who sends it.. Arghh!

P.S.: Emoticon Magic for E - April 6, 2015. My fifth post for the A to Z April Challenge.

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