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Belief makes us strong and triumph

"Difficulties scare you and me,  Uncertainties question our confidence,  Expectations make us doubt ourselves,  Belief makes us strong and triumph."  There sure is always a time when we all feel a little perplexed about the life we lead. In moments of silence we look back at life and wonder why wasn't it the way we dreamt it to be. In these moments of weakness we let into our minds a dangerous evil, self doubt. With that unknowingly we slowly get consumed by it. Many a times we know it's a dark alley that we are letting ourselves into but fail to stop ourselves. If we however dive in a little deeper within ourselves, we may realize that a lot of our actions are influenced by our surrounding in the formidable growing up years. Another perspective to look at this is, the surroundings might have been challenging but the responsibility of letting in creep in and influence our decisions was always ours. Difficulties and uncertainties are a given, it's ...

The muse, the artist and their journey

The journey of life is quite strange and uncertain at times too, There are people we meet, uncertain at times why the paths crossed. It sure sounds a little delusional and a few battles are fought against reality, But a few people don't let you forget the impact even after they are gone. I wasn't sure what was it about her, She never said anything about being my muse. Never asked her if she would be one to accept, In this conflict of emotions I had found something interesting in her. People around sure wouldn't understand what it meant, They had already got more than few names to stick a label. I sure didn't worry about it or I at least I think I didn't, But it sure was eating up some corner of my mind. How bad it could be to face the cynics and the critics, I found myself asking the other me within me. The reality of life could be different but not to me in that moment, It was time to stay clear of the opinions and just be me. - VJ Says ~ C...

Tune In And Surrender

I was sitting in the lobby waiting for my name to be called out. It was apparent that it's going to be sometime before it would be my turn. I looked around, it was a quiet space. I asked my self what's that I miss the most in my busy day. A meaningful conversation pat came the answer.  I looked to my left, I saw another me. A smiling face with glitter of excitement in the eyes. I asked him why are you smiling? What's the excitement for? He didn't answer any of my questions.  I looked away and wondered why am I hallucinating. I looked to my left again, he was still there, still smiling. "You been thinking a lot these days, most of which have led you nowhere", he said. "Isn't it about the lost smile?"   I protested and I said, "Oh common, what rubbish. I do smile, and I do so everyday." But deep within I knew, it was another feeble attempt of mine to accept reality. With that moment of acceptance the other me sitting alongside m...

A Victim No More

She didn't plan it, Probably she never dreamed it,  But it happened,  And it changed her forever.  It's not the bruises that I care,  It's her determination that I share.  She had made up her mind,  Not to give into forces of any kind.  She laughed her pains out loud,  Many confused it with humor.  She has triumphed her fear,  Path to glory in her mind is clear.  You have all met her,  She was there when you crossed the road.  Maybe the one who walked past you,  When you were busy passing lecherous smile.  She smiles at the world filled with diminutive mind,  The eyes which stare at her with lust and desire.  She thinks of you as an unfortunate soul,  One who carries tiny mind in their small pockets.  You haven't fought the battles she has,  You may never be worthy to walk her path.  She doesn't ask for your attention or sympathy,  She is too busy...

Bubble In Our Minds

We all live in this bubble in our minds,  Of complete acceptance of ourselves.  Behind some of those smiles,  Are disapprovals of your imaginations.  It was never meant to be, you will cry,  The way life is and the way you imagined it to be.  Sometimes we find it too hard and harsh,  To accept the reality as it exists. Be prepared for the unacceptable, You shall be hurt and bruised.  They will call you names,  You shall feel devalued and cursed.  But then life never ends with it,  Endurance of your mind will be tested.  You shall fail at times and be shattered, But then these are phases you can't escape.  You know it too well that you were born for a reason, Giving up was not one of the options you choose to live for. Just remember it's never over till you accept defeat,  But you shall always be reminded that the battles will be many.  One day at a time, one battle after another,...

Looking Inward On A Friday Night

They tell us to be happy, be in the now, be present. But what do you do when the now that you in is the source of unhappiness and the unpleasant. The need of getting away from the now then becomes imperative.  The need is known, the desire is strong yet you don't move. You stay stuck in the now, whining and complaining. You feel you are shackled and tied. Little do we realize and accept the inability to get away is our own doing. The shackles are in our mind.  Sounds silly at times that we become incapable in moments of low in life. It's okay  don't be too hard on yourself. It's nature of human life, there are moments of high and low.  It's these moments in life that challenge our beliefs, our preparedness, our abilities. Some of these instances reshape you as a person. It makes you question your choices. It makes you look inwards.   It's true that sometimes you need to go away from the now to get a better perspective. Although its hard when you figh...

Reality, Illusion and Life

I am still learning to accept realities of life. Realities that are unpleasant at times. Some of these might not be righteous. But who am I to question your versions of truth. I got to find some shelter, some shield, I can't let my individual beliefs be slaughter. Again I am not saying I am the only truth. It's just that I can't kill my beliefs, my version of morality. So how do I survive, for its not worthy to die silly, I take up shelter in what you call the cocoon of illusion. Illusion it is, unacceptable for you and acceptable to me, But then there is comfort, I can still find myself breath. I check my pulse and my heartbeat, They are a musical delight, beating in rhythm. And now I await for the long night to end, Tomorrow is another new day, another reality. - VJ says Cheers and Peace