1+1 is not 2 much

Whenever I fear I tread alone, I look up and see him smile. It is true he loves me, and will not let me go so easily.
  I came across a beautiful lady some time back, who seemed to echo something which I had hidden behind my walls, it seemed to provide me solace. The one gift which left with me for a lifetime was this -

  "If you able to find just 1 person in this world, who understands what you do, that's just enough"

 The battle that we seem to subconsciously engage in usually is the one where we try to fight the world in a futile attempt to make them see what is so clearly visible to us. I myself was a warrior in that war before I met her, and it seemed that truce and truth were finally discovered. When everyone closes their doors for you, it seems like the last one will also shut down, which often led to a place called home. That is the time, when your world gets filled with lights so bright, and winds so pure that it seems like the entire universe is actually conspiring. It may seem that conspiracies lead to things a little dark, and treacheries unheard of, but sometimes they can happen, to conclude with a mere magical miracle. Sad endings are just 'sad', exactly why we need to carry on and transform this sadness to end things with a cheerful spirit and a peaceful note.
  We may not like to entertain a few questions, not because we don't know the answers ourselves, but because we don't want to go explore or dig deep, the fear of reaching dark places clouds our mind and the idea of building a fool's paradise seems much easier. Asking is hard, asking yourself is harder and that's where most people tend to get lost. Questioning the actions of others is not really difficult, analyzing and delving int your own pool of reality is where the drowning begins. Some survive, some swim to the shore, some give up and go down and some struggle for a while before they are left with no more energy.
 Times have become different and only the fittest survive today. There is a vast difference between surviving and living and whoever sees it and manages to acknowledge the beauty in it generally gets a fair shot at achieving happiness. Happiness today, is indeed an achievement, and if you do possess even a minimal amount, be sure to flaunt it before it gets stolen or encroached upon. I had a lot, but I idiotically and openly offered it to all who came to me, and alas, quite a lot was taken that time. Fortunately, I was able to get some of it back, and now am investing it to make it multiply, it seems efficient and effective till now, let's see if I reach my final goal or not. Till then, peace out !

Breathe

I finally found the address to Novelty.
Life is funny, beautiful and priceless. Each day, each moment, each passing hour is an amazing experience worth counting. Simplicity makes things easier and better, which is precisely why it is pristine and peerless. The more we try to beat around the bush, the more we shall run away from the center of what holds the very gravity of inner selves. The heart often forgets what the mind never fails to remember, which is where one usually reaches a junction of utmost confusion caused by mere and mischievous juxtaposing of thoughts and ideas. One tiny thought, simple and straight possesses unfathomable amounts of potential waiting to be set rolling by 'I'nitiative. We let our fears affect us and take control sometimes when the situation seems to go beyond anything we could have probably gauged, anticipated or imagined. Is the obvious, nothing but a mere fantasy or is complexity within sight a reason to smile?
 The answers to all questions lie within the depths our own heart and we need to dig in deep to see and realize. All of us alive today have a reason to smile and that is all that we need to make it work. The rest is being taken care of, by the usual team of efficient co workers- karma, faith and destiny.

Love Not(e)

From the 'Bold and Beautiful' , we have sure transpired into the 'Young and Restless' of the modern world today. As Old School is starting to be considered just the first half, with a negligent look towards the later part, our ideologies, methodologies and functioning patterns are changing. The very disturbed sounds of ill will which constantly occupy one's head can often take over all melodies, and quickly transform them into symphonies, mostly bitter and not sweet.
When it seems like the world has not even given you enough space to make the smallest of all decisions by yourself, independently, it's the right time to react to the stimulus which had been subconsciously triggered long back. If one shall talk, the other must listen, if one is leading, the other must follow, if one is running, the other must chase. Certain rules set out there seem to make no sense at times, to people who always had their boundaries very clearly defined since the very beginning. To the ones who began on a some what disoriented note, this tune seems to be in sync with their very vague and uncertain mentality. These people let the others define who they are, instead of actually bothering to do some soul searching which shall probably turn out to be not as happy as they thought it would be.
As people come and go, the pages of your little visual journal get filled with memoirs, both intricately woven and carefully adorned, worth cherishing for a lifetime. As old chapters conclude to give way to fresher ones, new stories are created and time moves on. Things were gradual in the olden days, and now it seems like the world is really pacing ahead in a pointless rat race. Where most people are striving for survival in this fight, it is a common bond of a certain raw competitive feeling that binds them together. Everyone, most people at least, are so desperate to win and seize the moment, that they forget their human nature, and unleash the animal within.
But if one is a Pied Piper, must the rest play Mice? And if it was about the 'roles' that we were always playing, then why turn the page now and change the game? Let's stick to what we always were, what we always have been and what we shall always seek and find within our own souls. Let's not reverse roles, let's not go back in time. Let's look ahead, and bravely move forward, for even though we may be slightly illiterate, we shall learn soon enough. One by one, step by step, we shall soon progress, learn and understand the ways of the new world.
If the world has changed, then who must question it, who is deserving enough to challenge it for a fair game? For if it has finally evolved into a sport for most, then let the teams begin, and fight till the end, for the match point is still left to be chased, and 'shewolf' is still in the ghetto.