Don’t Be Surprised!

Dear Me,


One fine day, someone might take your photograph, crop and edit a few things and share it saying you have a cancer asking people to like and comment. Don’t be surprised. Just like you liked a photo shopped snake with three heads, you will have to like this too!

One fine day, someone will start spreading all bad things about you. You might never know how they will convert one of your treasured memories to a rumor that will burn you right from heart to mind. Don’t be surprised. You will have to accept your story just like you believed and accepted someone else’s story.

One fine day, you will hear bad stories about your favorite hero. You might not easily trust them. You will start searching for things which say, that was not the truth. Sit back and think, was your behavior the same when you heard bad stories about someone whom you did not like. Don’t be surprised!

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One fine day, one who made you smile, will make you cry. Accept it the same way, the very same way you accepted the smile. Don’t be surprised. You are crying only because back then, you had smiled.


One fine day, you will feel alone. You will feel there is no one for you and you are on your own. All your thoughts get trapped. You will feel a few things have started making sense at the moment which once did not. Don’t be surprised. Everyone goes through this. But not everyone shares it. Intelligent ones know that it is a passing cloud.

One fine day, you will get humiliated. People, who used to laugh at your back, now laugh on your face. Though you show it out with smiling face, you heart sits inside like a questioned monkey. Don’t be surprised. Accept it. You have laughed once too.

One fine day, life will bring you realizations. You will understand what ‘mature’ means and the true essence of it.

One fine day, you will fall in love. Really! Accept with open arms.

Don’t be surprised!

Mind Your P’s and Q’s

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Its April of 2017 and Day 13 of A to Z Challenge. I am doing Idiom a day and 8 line poem for the idiom.

Idiom: Mind Your P’s and Q’s

Meaning: way of telling someone to be polite and behave well

Dear Mind,
Mind your p’s and q’s.
Why so impatient?
Why sturdy heartbeat?
Why the hurry?
Why the blurry?
Why all the rush?
It’s just your crush!

Note: All the challenge prompts can be found HERE.

Mind the Gap

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This post is written for the Discover Challenge: Mind the Gap. The distance between idea and execution can be a source of frustration — or of inspiration.


My Dear Discarded,

I have this idea of creating a mini world for myself where things of my wishes and will stay in it and superfluous stay far away from the boundaries. I have such a frontier that I can see the unwanted and even listen to them. But I am at a safer distance where I pretend to show my presence but cleverly avoid from spoiling my aura.

Sometimes they cross the boundaries and creep in. I stand looking at in disgust and not taking any action. I have taken action earlier and I have learnt that it has not helped in making things better. No matter what I say, my discarded takes the negative sense of it and beats the crap of my positive ideals. Now knowing that, I prefer to take the pain for few days silently than to argue against it. At times I am considered as weak because I take no action. That is also a pain which I need to bear for being calm.

My discarded just don’t allow me to create and live in my ideal world. I have been building my walls stronger.  At times I get tired of looking for positive in everything I see. It strains me. But I don’t lose my hopes that easy. I do my best and try to find even a tiny minuscule of positive energy in my Discarded.

Then I get reminded of one of the classical sociological theory. A society can prosper only and also because there are bullies in it. If you dirty my walls, I am going to clean it. Sometimes I feel I should paint my walls black. But with that I understand that I darken my environment as well. That makes me prefer white and a regular clean.

I know my ideal world is far far away in reality and by that I am not going to accept the defeat. I realize that sometimes I need to fight back. Keeping quite has lead to many creepers spread the wall. I do my fight and just can’t get away with it. I face the consequences. I make a mess out of myself. Then I don’t fail to see the beauty in it. I realize if the fight was worth, then there was nothing wrong in going for it.  Some fights are intellectual. They always yield better results and burn the Discarded the best way. My strive for that will always be affirmative. Peace.

Yours faithfully,
Faith with Common Sense.

Unwanted Gathering


In a meeting uncalled,
There were members uninvited,
Swirling up things,
Making up twigs,
And tangled twists.

Unwanted members,
Unwanted discussions,
Washes the brain,
Drains the vein,
Leaving messed up lane.

Like my head sticks a ‘wanted’ poster,
And a satisfying reward,
They rush in with speed,
Position some seed,
Which is only a weed.

You came in uninvited,
You will go away the same,
Get away from me,
I will set you all free,
Go; hunt a new home!