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Life is a tiring journey,

Sometimes we’ll be happy,

Sometimes we’ll be sad,

And then one day we all will be DEAD.


Don’t be afraid of me,

Just because you don’t know me,

Speak out your feelings,

Feel free.

I won’t judge you, trust me,

Because being empath suits me,

I know how you feel,

Believe me.

I know you want to feel light and free,

But you have to help me,

To help you,

So don’t be afraid, just speak.

It won’t be easy for you,

A feeling of helplessness builds strong wall’s,

But love is stronger than wall’s,

And there in lies my hope.

So don’t be afraid of me,

Loosen up,

And let yourself free,

Because you are unique.


Thankyou everyone out there for supporting my page in subtle ways, it is because of all of you out there, that I aspire to publish blogs and it still feels like I joined yesterday. This feeling is auspicious.

Thankyou very much.


The tree that never had to fight

For sun and sky and air and light

But stood out in the open plain

And always got its share of rain

Never became a forest king;

But lived and died a scrubby thing

Good timber does not grow with ease

The stronger winds, the stronger trees.



There’s a hole in my sidewalk



I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

I fall in.

I am lost…… I am helpless

It isn’t my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.


I walk down the same street

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

I pretend I don’t see it again

I fall in again

I can’t believe I am in the same place

But, it isn’t my fault

It still takes a long time to get out


I walk down the same street

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

I see it is there

I still fall in. It’s a habit.

My eyes are open

I know where I am

It is my fault. I get out immediately


I walk down the same street

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

I walk around it


I walk down another street.

We too can take the responsibility of our life in our hands and can break the dreadful cycle of behaving in the way others want us to behave and thus we can be proactive by working towards the life we want to live and thus we can strive for a bright future.

Merry Christmas!!!


When I was young and free and my imagination had no limits, I dreamed of changing the world;

As I grew older and wiser I relaized the world would not change.

And I decided to shorten my sights somewhat and change only my country. But it too seemed immovable.

As I entered my twilight years, in one last desperate attempt, I sought to change only my family, those closest to me, but alas they would have none of it.

And now here I lie on my death bed and realize(perhaps for the first time) that if only I’d changed myself first, then by example I may have influenced my family and with their encouragement and support I may have bettered my country, and who knows I may have changed the world.


Happy Diwali, to everyone who is reading this. May everyone’s hopes and aspirations come true and may everyone enjoy success in all their ventures. May Goddess Lakshmi provide you with abundant wealth and prosperity.

Happy Diwali!!!


Every time I sit down to read I travel to an another world. A world where everything seems perfect, everyone around me are at their full potential, the individuals around me envision and propagate positivity. This world seems like a place, which is the dream destination of every idealistic dreamer.

In this world problems seems diminished and like love, positivity is in the air. So such is the power of books. Whenever you read you are travelled to your idealistic world. Books have the ability to teleport your wretched soul to “YOUR” dreamland.

Thus, I love books and I am enlighted through my books. Are you?