Rebels with exuberance !

Those with light spirits, fly high.

Having been a part of social circle which appreciates and embarks upon logical learning, many of us are unable to promote emotional learning within ourselves. Revolving our lives around bragging about competent qualifications, we often are left with temporary excitement.

Materialism isn’t the Realism… This is what I experienced today, being among a group of some cheerful, chirpy spirits.

Though, I consider myself truly blessed, for having been born in a family with good socio- economic status, but being with these kids made me actually realize for how much more lucky these imperfect spirits are for being blessed with the power of imagination and courage to dream. Inspite of being born in the families, which are not financially too good, they’ve remarkable and inimitable desire to LEARN and LEAD.

Each one of these and many more like them, dare to dream of a different life and walk miles to acquire knowledge and skills. They do not entitle themselves only to academic success, but also life success. Not a single one from these zealous girls want to limit themselves to those narrow streets.

“I want to be a teacher…. Scientist… Engineer… Doctor….” were the words of those real Rebels. Not just words, these are the dreams and aspirastions of these girls.

‘ Those who retain a hope in their hearts and a spark in the spirits,

Are the rebellious ones. ‘

Support their dreams by making them realize that, they are loved and valued. That they too like everyone, can realize their dreams, if they remain unmoved by any force. Raise the humanity to another level.

Try and Be a part of their lives, for all of us need to learn from them : the art of living the dreams with exuberance.

Had a cherry day with these cheerful spirits.

To the Healing !

No one gets better overnight !

Neither those swollen eyes,
Nor those broken tiles,
Either fall from the sky,
Or rise above so high..
Twist your ankle to reach the height,
And loosen your arms to feel the flight..
Make a move to shine so bright,
For you can stand against the fight..
Grip your fingers and punch so tight,
For you can stand against the plight..
Take either left or turn towards right,
But be sure you use the torchlight.
Once you get hurt, cry for a night,
But be sure that next day you’re superlight.
Then head towards bragging the prizefight,
And soon turn up grabbing the spotlight..
Because we all are firelight,
And own the potential to turn into earthlight….

Time heals ….

A letter to Her !

There would be those days, when your spirit would grip your chest, forcing you to stay in bed. But, attending to those negative thoughts would be futile. So you’ll have to get up.

There would be those nights, when your worn out eyes will force you to shut off those doors. But, that cold moon outside your bedroom window will not let you sleep.

There would be those moments, when a knife would twist itself deep into your soul. But, the beating heart and the throbbing head, would keep you alive.

When you’d become a part of this world, your little eyes would sparkle just like those stars around the moon. Your soft hands would hold my finger and feet would step onto mine, while learning to walk. Your anklet would make sweet and melodic sound, when you will cling to my shadow…

And then you will grow up.

Maybe, I’d not be there to wipe off those tears. But the handkerchief bearing the embroidery of your name, would still be there.

Maybe, my tender arms would not be there to provide you warmth and comfort. But the blanket we’ve shared since you were a baby, would still be there.

Maybe, I’d not be able to answer your call or my voice won’t reach your ears. But, all the voice notes I’ve been recording since a long time, would be there in a folder on the desktop.

Maybe, when you will wear that white dress, I’d not be there to look at you. But, all those clothes we’ve bought together since you’ve become a part of my life, would be there in suitcase kept in my room.

Forgive me dear, if I’d get late from work on fewer occasions. But, the dinner would be there in the microwave and the CDs of our favourite movies would be there in the shelf.

No matter where you are, I’ll always be there to support and empower you. My love, you will never be alone.

A Note To Oneself !

Be rebellious, Not quiet,
Be bright, Not blind,
Be great, Not fate,
Be brave, Not a grave,
Do negotiate and do debate..
Be a clate, Not a mere hate,
Be a brait, Not a mate,
Be a light, Not a plight,
Be a knife, Not a strife,
Do get fail and do inhale..
Be a dream, Not a scheme,
Be a theme, Not a regime,
Be a fight, Not a flight, Be ignite, Not blight,
Do hike and do trike..

A little courage is what the unstoppable YOU needs.
Dedicate every act/deed to the immortal soul.
To all the fearless and heroic women, to all the innocent and darling girls and To all the daredevil females out there…
We all have the POWER to bring a change, to lead the game and to be a flame.
So rise up high, above all the chaos and live your dream!