ENIGMATIC

Life is but a scintillating, rugged appearing shell maybe,
Somewhere Rough, somewhere smooth, sometimes dark, sometimes equally bright,
What goes around does return back, because trust me 'Karma' hits back hard;
You don't know what's inside,
Because everyone has a secret self that nobody knows about,
Because no one ever tries to come out of their nutshell!
Life? Life is but a scintillating, rugged appearing shell?
Maybe.

PARADOX

It's not what you see, it's what they actually wanted you to show, 
This world is full of people hiding behind their own masks,
Pretending to be the one they want you to see themselves as,
But believe me, they are not the only one,
You too are one of them, Yes You!
A Paradox!
Beholding mysteries in your souls, in this fake mob,
Eyes seemingly shut, ears closed, and with 'influenced thoughts', walking into the unknown, 
We all are a part of this.
We all are a PARADOX!

THE SHOE

Oh a shoe! Or 'just' a shoe? We never know how a simple thing could hold a million little things within.
That day, as I was just checking across the school, my gaze stopped at this little black, feminine shoes kept outside the classroom. I don't know what made me stand still, a myriad thoughts held me back, I started thinking about the possible stories that the shoe could have been holding! How old was she? Was she good in academics? How come her shoes got so ruined? Meanwhile, the bell rang and all the students came out running from the classes, I stepped back a little so that all of them can leave, and my eyes still staring at the shoe, may be waiting for its owner. Suddenly a small girl with a cute, pink bag on her back emerged and ran as fast she could after putting on those shoes. I don't know why I couldn't resist myself from running after her. I followed her back to her house, hiding behind the bushes and vehicles all along the way fearing that she might identify me. I was finally standing beside her home after much hustle and bustle. It was a small house in a slum. I could see her handicapped father sitting inside the room, and her mother came and hugged her and smiled through the tears. The misery they were facing was easily seen and felt. How pure and hardworking souls her parents must be! Even after such extreme conditions they were doing everything they could for their little girl. Our orthodox society where even well off people do not consider girl child education as something important, people like this girl's parents prove them wrong. If people who are not able to meet with even the basic needs of daily life sometimes, can make girl education their priority, then why not us? Awake the sleeping human inside yourself!

"CAGED"

She is a bright glare, 
Beautiful to look at, difficult to be encaged!
You may suppress her, but can't stop her;
You may hold her within subtle enclosures, but can never confine her boundaries;
For the world has always saw her triumph over odds,
From Anne Frank to Malala Yusufzai, From Bachendri Pal to Mary Kom,
Be it acid attack victim Laxmi or Nirbhaya,
If you’ll stroll  down cliché lane for a bit, the cards were stacked against her, but they bet the farm and won,
Don't dare to doubt her strengths,
For she is a blazing radiance, capable of lightening her own path! 

In a society that has always seen women as the weaker and the second sex, here's a shoutout to all those who are trying to live the way they want to, no matter how crazy or rebellious.

Here's raising a toast to all the women who despite being throttled by societal norms regularly, are still preserving their individuality.

THE IRONICAL TRANSITION : FROM BLISS TO A BEAUTIFUL MESS

Last night, as I lay down on my bed after a tiring party, (which had banged my head out with such loud songs) a pinch of silence had struck all around the room. That’s when a soft voice whispered in my ear. "Hey! Are you listening”, the voice asked.

"It’s been a long time you haven't talked to yourself, it's been a long time you haven't spent a day in solitude, enjoyed your own company! Isn’t it? So, how have you been all these days?"

I was astonished! Like actually, am I the same girl I was, a year ago?  Lost in her own world of thoughts, books used to be her only companions during high school days. I didn't know what that voice was, where it had came from, but one thing was quite clear, it had made me realize, how much I was missing it all!

Before coming to college, maybe I didn't know what actually life is, what adventure actually meant, and how class nuisance, long chatter with friends, or aimless talks could be so much fun or maybe I did. This doesn't mean I didn't use to be happy during those days, I did. I was satisfied with all I had. I might use to get all such fun through books, through solitude, being with my own, or having a friend circle as small as three people (which included me too).

Back then, I couldn’t gulp up the fact like how people were able to find enjoyment and entertainment in hangouts, partying, going movie with a group of ten (like seriously! isn't that too much of human exposure.)

But this girl with almost no social circle had came a long way. Yes! College had finally transformed me from being a quiet, nerd kid to a socially active, adventure loving, and the one 'liked by all' kind of person with so many friends. From an introverted kid who used to hate gatherings, to being known as a 'party animal', from fearing to step out of the room (so that I didn't have to face people) to always being ready to accompany anyone for outing, from being a book worm to facing the realities of life practically, one year in college had changed everything.

But today when I ponder upon these 'so called' changes I've gone through, my mind forces me to think whether these changes were good or bad? Whether coming out of my nutshell in college really had a positive impact on my personality or not?

Sometimes being around with so many people is fun, those small talks, meeting and knowing other people, hanging around with the ones with whom you can be yourself, who understands you, cracking lame jokes, that stomach aching laughter for hours, late night parties or unending talks on stupid and random topics. But the worst part comes when after being so habitual of 'the others' being around you, you're left alone. There comes a time, when everyone in your great big social circle is busy and you cannot get that required 'energy' needed for your well working. And that's when you're forced to think upon your behavior, the changes which you've gone through (either by choice or voice.) Was it really worth to share everything with people? Was it really worth to expect so many things from others? Was it really even worth a 'change'? I don't know. It's always said that 'You should change for better'. But the question is 'better' for whom? 'Better' for this society (to become more acceptable to it) or 'better' for yourself? I guess the latter one goes with the flow.

You know change is good, but only when it is for yourself, it is quite cool to come out of your nutshell, but only when it sounds cool to you not to your friends or society. Because people expect, and their expectations flip as fast as any cricket match! Once they'll like you for who you are, and the other day they'll hate you for being the same. In fact there are so many groups of people with millions of conflicting ideas about how an ideal person should be! Then how many you'll care about? That would be terrible indeed. (Don’t even try!)

So just be yourself. If you like yourself then the world would too. Be quiet, be outspoken, nerd, introvert, ambivert, extrovert, creep, lazy, egoistic (even an asshole), be like anything you want to! But just be proud of who you are and the world will love you! <3

THE LOST LOVE

She -So I think it's over, we should move on now.

He - But why? Like I didn't want to end it like this.

She - Even I didn't want to. But there is nothing left with which we could stick to.

He - We can still be friends I guess?

She - I don't want to keep any kind of connection anymore. Sorry!

Deep down*

As she spoke those last words, with heavy heart and tears filled in her eyes, she didn't want him to agree like that, she wanted him to assuage her, she wanted him to know, it wasn't his fault, it was just an outbreak of emotions she was going through, detaching most of the loved ones from her life, she wanted him to scold her for not doing right as he always does, she wanted him to fight with her again (at least that would have resulted into some conversation) but no! There was silence, that awkward silence that no one hopes for. That moment was there, silence had spoken louder than words. May be he was drained out too. 

That feeling of being used, being disrespected, insecurity and innumerable stupid thoughts and reasons persuaded her to hate him (even if she didn't).

On a serious note, the point is, when we don't want to get involved in something anymore, we automatically find ways of escaping from it because that is the most easiest way it could have. No explanations, no drama,you just have to walk away like that (not mentioning the after effects as they could be unanimously tragic). And this isn't only with relationships or friendships. This could happen with anything; may be responsibilities, work or studies. We all deal with these kind of things every other day. Watching movies all day to escape from exam preparation, or loafing about some stupid social media and stuff like that. Same is the case with relationships as well and this is the reason, in most of the cases people cannot explain themselves as to why they want to get rid of it. Because actually, they don't want to. They don't want to get rid of the person but the responsibilities, the commitments attached with it.

And ending of relationships isn't always a two - way process! And if the person is really into you, he must understand that. Words do not always mean the way they are spoken. There may be hundreds of emotions buried inside that single 'NO' and you never know! that feeling could be killing the person deep down.