Don't worry about tomorrow, let tomorrow worry about itself.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Random Post #7

Hey you,
Let's dance under the sky so blue,
Till we have no clue,
 Of where the world is heading
And what people are expecting.
Let's run away
To a place of our own.
Let's wait, stay there,
Till we have grown,
Into something better
Than what we are,
Someone who can reach the stars.
Let's sing and laugh,
Till we can't breath.
Let's stay in this imaginary place,
Just you and me.
In this place where there are no expectations,
It is our nation,
We are the creators
And what ever we create our creation.
A place where we can start anew
Everything and every moment we wanted to.
A place where we can touch the moon.
Where we can fly high,
Touch the sky,
Sit on clouds ,
Like a dream of white.
Where we can laugh
Till we can't breath.
Where there is peace and harmony.
Hey you,
Let's dance all night
And run away,
When they dim the lights,
To a land in my dreams, far away.

Monday, January 19, 2015

Random Post#6

And the world moves in circles..



And the world moves in circles. It's all about relativity I think. While I am stationary to my brother, who's lying on the bed at the moment, I am moving as compared to the running world. Never stopping in between to wait for the other. That is what we have come to.

I fell a sense of pity when I see the fast paced society I live in. Overwhelmed by everyone and yet, also in awe of their somewhat determination. Their determination to fulfill what no one has ever fulfilled. Their determination to become someone or something in this world. I never had such a feeling to be honest. I knew that I couldn't catch up with the fast paced world no matter how hard i tried. So, all I did was lean in my recliner with a cup of coffee and a book in my hand, feet rested on the table upfront and I slowed down. That was the fun of it all, I guess. 

As the world speeded, I slowed down. Waited patiently and honestly, I still am. And somehow I feel it's better this way.


"In the sea of faces,
I try to find myself,
Trying to become like everyone else.
But all I see, is the running crowd
And even though of them I am proud,
When I find myself
I see I am elsewhere,
Sitting alone on a chair,
Without a care,
A book in hand,
A smile on my face,
And my mind somewhere."