A Devil’s Action In My Life

It was a midnight of woe and pain

That life hit his heart in vain

Entitled by so many choices

He’d never taken in the past

A period of knowing rights and lessons

Bounded with the tricky, fakely rules

Written in the minds of everybody

Changed him from known to unknown

His life imagined to take a piece

Of time broken by a mysterious evil

Down in the aisle of that mountain

Where nobody lived, except the shadow

Of an evil’s tale and his duly actions

He left from everybody to seek for him

As he knew that this evil’s side

Had talked to him once before

In an absurd dream- an evil

Caught him, harmed him in a den

Truly mysterious, not a story from fantasies

There was no air, no sunlight, but full of darkness

When he was awake, his body had shivered, sweated

He had seen nobody, he stood up to see him alive

He called out loudly, he looked around

To seek for a clue from his life, a few minutes ago

The evil’s action was a mystery, he accepted

He walked out from the den, though he was upset

He pulled him out from the dream

He woke up, still with so many regrets

That life had given him yet another mystery

Where he acted for a cause to know that unknown

And now he’s counting his footsteps to know that known.

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He Is A Born Writer

A writer’s sin

Home rejects, right to write

Thoughts bleed, words read

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Anti- Historic Man

“He’s a mystery behind him! Everybody says so; I haven’t ever met him directly, although I also believe in what others believe.”

“I’d a photograph that I’ve taken together with him last year at Marais. I missed it somehow a month before…. He hugged me before he left. That made an uttermost peace in him that still shines since that day…..”

“He is a criminal with a loyal mind! The conspiracies he’s made to kill the rules of society are unbeatable… He’s done everything alone and that’s one of his rules of living in an hypocratic society”

“C’mon! Never keep on asking queries regarding him. He’s a white street-dog who always follows him. Of course, he knows that he’s a supreme power in him that nobody among have. Neither you nor I know it. But he is so special, indeed!”

“You could indubitably feel it while talking to him! I met him once so coincidentally while I was heading back to home after spending my wallet for some weekend’s FUN. He was on his bicycle, singing Gibson’s Only in My Dreams of 80’s. A black dog was also following him. I was a little drunk, too. I suppose, he noted me at a distance itself under the street light’s gleam. He stopped his bicycle right in front of me and asked to sit on the carrier so that he could drop me at my home which is merely 3 kms apart. I tried to depart for not revealing out my sanity; I shouted at him from the kick of what I’d. Eventually, he made me under his control through his singing. He rode the bicycle with my fatty ass on the back. Slowly, I’d given partial attention to him; that short-conversation changed everything. The way he talks… It kept me as an avid listener on the carrier behind him,  professing complete silence to know what he’d been telling… It changed me; it changed my life; I’m more happy than what I was. He is the man: miracle man with those mysterical attitude.”

“Don’t worry! You’re not gonna find him from anywhere out here soon. He’s insane; in case if you find him, keep on asking whatever questions you’ve in mind and be a brave heart to be one of his beloved follower. Even if you can’t, you’ll definitely become…. That’s him; a living God…”

“Okay! Don’t believe him. People simply praise for the good terms and conditions they’ve with this man. For me, he’s an immortal man with a lot of happiness and energy in him; it makes others happy as well. I don’t believe in anything more or less other than this about him.”

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Complete Their Stories

They can’t hide their choices and decisions for others. Every one among them are like me or you. Yes, they’re also human beings. If we can lead a life in the way we create, sometimes irrespective of caring others, and accomplish whatever we want in life till the day of retirement from this planet so-called earth, then why can’t they do the same too? Perhaps, they’ve disabilities which we don’t have! Unlike us, they can’t either talk or see or hear me or you properly. Most of us would consider them as the unlucky fellows in the society we’re living. We might say they’re useless! But… But is this all because of their ‘fate’ factor that they’re subjected to all these frustrations and desperate conditions in life?

If you’ve a precise answer to those queries I’ve asked above, and then I shall tell you that you’re the right person for whom I’ve been seeking since the age of 15. When I come across this video, “2 cameras, 2 kids and a very different city of dreams”, I thought it would be a usual motivational or money-making business stuff. But by the beginning of the story in the video clip itself has welcomed me into a new thing that I haven’t ever seen before. Like, a new vision of hopes and enlightenment entitled together with a very clever title. I loved the innovative concept behind the running of  Koshish School for the Deaf located in a quiet corner in a city that welcomes million dreams.The little kiddos who have been slowly weaving their day-to-day moments for a bright tomorrow, together with the helping hands of a group of peaceful minded people made my day! In fact, they’re the real and blessed human beings who have been enjoying their life with utmost care and happiness.

The Journey Of Doing Right speaks a lot to you about these people- the ones who were born as the luckiest blooms of our living planet. Keeping the penny we’ve in our pockets does make us rich by prestige and show off’s, but it only lasts till the day when our life ends here. Meanwhile, if we can help people like them at least through a half penny we earn and put a smile on their innocent faces, it’ll definitely lasts forever, uh?

PS: I’ve written this post for the #DoRight contest, conducting by Tata Capital in connection with Indiblogger.

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The God

I always wonder

When people praise

Their religious view- points,

By the name of god-

The creator of myself.

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Sometimes, they say,

God cares and loves you,

Like a parent,

Whenever,

And whatever be the circumstances are!

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At a certain time, I say,

God- an invisible power

Which can control the whole universe,

And a reliable source

Where I realize about myself.

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My Almighty! If you’re the creator

Of everything,

Then, why these religions

State that, this is your God?

But… Why….?

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They named me,

You’re a Hindu,

Neither a Christian,

Nor Muslim!

But I know, who I’m..!

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