Sometimes you make one....

Sometimes you make one

Laugh

Cry

Smile

Sometimes you make one

Speak

Silent

Sometimes you make one

Love

Hate

Sometimes you make one 

Give

Receive

Sometimes you make one

Stay

Move

Sometimes you make one

Forget

Recall

Sometimes you make one

Let-Go

Hold-On

Sometimes you make one 

Create

Destroy

Sometimes you make one

Come

Go 

Sometimes you make one

Complete

Incomplete

Sometimes you make one

Forgive

Blame

Sometimes you make one 

Be the savior 

Be the victim

Sometimes you make one 

Be the cause 

Be the effect

Sometimes you make one 

Rise

Fall

Sometimes you make one 

Succeed

Fail

Sometimes you make one 

Be

Go beyond

Why?

How? 

Is this meant to be?

Rab Rakha!!!!!

Can you choose?

Can you choose

Between your love and your life? 

Can you choose

Between what you believe in and what you really desire?

Can you choose

Between your dreams and your fears?

Can you choose

Between your left hand and right hand?

Can you choose

Between your head and your heart?

Can you choose

Between bad and ugly?

Can you choose

Between being rude and being mean?

Can you choose

Between words and actions

Can you choose

Between your past and your future?

Can you choose

Between giving and receiving? 

Can you choose

Between your eyes and mouth?

Can you choose

Between YOU and THEM?

Can you choose

Between life and death?

Can you choose

Between BLACK and BLACK

Between WHITE and WHITE

Between RED and RED 

Between BEAUTY and BEAUTY

Between SELFLESSNESS and SELFLESSNESS 

Between THE BEAST and THE BEAST

Between SELFISHNESS and SELFISHNESS 

Can you choose?

yes! Sometimes you have to CHOOSE

Its tough..

but the choice HAS to be MADE

And then once you make the choice

The toughest part is living the choice

Every single day

Every single day

Every single day

Rab Rakha!!!!!

Relationships & Us...We & Relationships

In the voyage of life - You build, nurture and let-go of one / many relationships....

And in a pensive moment when you try to connect the dots of your life, you realize the many facets of relationships

Some make you love yourself

Some teach you to fall in love

Some coerce you to experience love

Some enable you to express your love

Some make you understand the meaning of life

Some make you define your priorities

Some enable you to choose your priorities

Some compel you to re-define your priorities

Some teach you 

Some make you teach 

Some are amazing

You are amazed at how some turn out

Some never cease to amaze you

Some inspire you

To some you are an inspiration

Some make you care

Some teach you to care

Some show you the way to care

And some make you realize that its not worth caring for

Some make you laugh

Some make you cry

Some make you hope

And some make you pine

Some make you forget yourself

Some make you forget the world

Some make you forget time

Some make you forget life

Some encompass you in a bubble

Some make you burst your bubbles

Some fill your life with bubbles of many kinds

Some are great

Some are good

Some are okay

Some are bad

Some are ugly

There are just so many kinds of relationships

And each one

Was meant to be

Is meant to be

To make you live

To make you learn

To make you love

To make you what you are

To mold you to what you should be

To eventually route you to the final destination.....

Rab Rakha!!!!!

The Crazy Writer In Me.....

Like a cat, I prefer sitting in the far corner of my place with my back against the wall, and spilling my thoughts....

Writers are crazy. The better the writer, the crazier she is. People develop a fascination with a writer they like. But you don't want to really get to know a writer. You can't really know a writer. Because a writer is not one person. She is so many people in one person. She'll love you and hurt you and break you. She has the itch you'll never be able to scratch. A craving you'll never be able to satisfy. You are better off knowing the writer only through her writings. 

She is alluring, and mysterious and fascinating, and you will find her sitting in a corner of the house,coffee shop, book shop or a library in a pretty dress writing in a vintage notebook, Ipad or a tiny laptop. She'll stare into the void with her lips sightly parted. She'll smile at the rain outside, then she'll start scribbling again. She may or may not be wearing glasses, depending on the kind of day she is having, but she'll always have her hair down until she is forced to tie them up. She likes to be free, you see.  She'll sip out of her coffee every now and then. She'll rarely hold the cup with the handle. She likes to try new ways. 

At this time, you'd probably want to go up and talk to her. She seems harmless. She is not. She wont be interested in you, no matter how handsome or smart or intelligent you are. She may be interested in the idea of you, but she won't be interested in you. Nothing that is vast in the universe enters into our lives without a curse. This one is her curse.  

If you still decide to talk to her, be warned. She will spell-bind you with her beautiful smile, and she'll impress you with her thoughts, because she can talk about anything in the world. She's well read and well traveled. She'll even make up stories if she doesn't have actual knowledge.You really can't win her.

Rab Rakha!!!!!