Blindfolded Life

... Sometimes life buries you underground so much that ...
... Either u live blindfolded or you die after a while of fighting with urself ...

... Life 's easy for those who are not in touch with reality ...
... Haunting for those who are in touch with their own conscience ...

... Is there a way where I can be reborn or stay as pure as a kid ...
... Why do we pain others by expecting something we need, but which can't be given by them ...

... Why do we keep ruining others by showing them dreams as reality and then whacking them at the point when it's least expected by them ...

... Why can't our most desired dream come into reality, when it had moved till the doorstep of reality and started walking back when the door was about to open ...

... Fearing the future, we end up making mistakes and suffering people involved in it...

... Is it that we should never have known to dream ...
... Or is it that we should never have encountered that dream if it was not destined ...

... We think there is nothing called destiny. It's what WE make.. But when we fail to make it the way we want, we start believing fate...

... Although, reality is that when my dream includes just ME, I can make it with my life-squeezing effort. The moment it includes one more, it turns out to be destiny...

... Walking alone is much better than waiting for hands to hold, and then cry when it discards and waves your hands off ...

... Why is it that being true is never noticed ...

... Why is it that we always fail to live the life which our inner voice asks us to follow ...

... Why do we end up preaching, not practising,
hurting, not realising, smiling, yet crying ...

... Sometimes life buries you underground so much that ...
... Either u live blindfolded or you die after a while of fighting with urself ..

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Dream, A ?

I dream all the eerie stuff in the world, once I go to deep sleep. I wondered, what exactly happened to me, that I get a whole mixture of fanatic dreams. There was a time when I used to dream all the good things in the world.
Do dreams really signify something?It is said so, that whatever runs in your mind is visualized in your dreams, in some or the other form of it. But it does not make any sense!! because I have some real weird dreams of my life. Let me pen down few examples. I bet u will be thinking that I am a psych.

I had seen Osama Bin Laden staying next to my old home in Mumbai Suburbs. And the funniest part is he stays with his entire family, and his kid and my kid are playing along the streets. (The next day morning, I thought “where in the world, my kid came into existence”!!!!!)


Some other day, I saw my only little sister stuck up in Tsunami. Me and my brother are searching her, with utmost throbbing pain on our last legs. And finally I found her from the debris. The weirdest part is, after getting veiled in the debris, she had her raw outfits intact without a smidgen of mud in it.. Before analyzing and understanding the scenario, I woke up and heaved a sigh of relief!!!

Snakes are the most commonly appeared creature in my dreams!! I saw a whole squad of snakes totally entwined, in some roofed house where I live. I had never seen such home ambiance ever. I dive and make a mere filmy fight with snakes and rescue my brother from the venom of these snakes.
Point to be noted is : I had never seen that guy (the brother of my dream) ever in my life, but in the dream I’m sure, he was my brother!! I slept so restlessly the whole night, I still can realize the stress level of mind when I was dreaming just to salvage an unknown brother!! Next day morning, I cursed myself to dream so weird and spoiling the peaceful sleep!!!


There are many such personal weird dreams, which I can’t globally share :D :D. But the question still remained unanswered to me as to “What significance does dreams play in our life” .. Is it somewhere related to the past life, or something that’s going to happen in the future, or is it just a fiction of imagination of the present!!! Or is it the so called Wandering Soul…!!!!



………Niveditha…………
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Little Fiction

There was an old man who had a little rose-plant with him at his backyard.

The man was very sad with his family. His wife was the only support for him these days. His daughters were both married and were busy in their own lives. His only son was abroad, sending money to his father, thinking money is the only expectation from an aged father.


Poor man, used to go for a walking at dawn and dusk, just to feel companionship. He searched a buddy, stepping out of the door, not realizing that someone inside the door also, needs his solidarity.
He got bored of his life and his wife. Both seemed irritating to him, day after day. Loss of interest in living brought down in the dumps of his life.


His wife had a passion of gardening. One day, the old man was walking along the streets with his roadside pal, when his friend gave him a tiny rose plant and said “Keep it with you… I’m leaving the place”.
Not knowing what to do with it, he brought it at home and planted it at his backyard.

Unknowingly, he brought his wife’s passion back into existence.

The old lady watered the plant every morning and evening without fail..
She used to smile at the rose every morning and say, "Hi... Rosy... You are looking beautiful today! Keep up with your beauty with this smile forever...”


Day after Day, the roses started blossoming quickly and his spouse used to say to the mating Roses...
“Hey Friends, U look cute together, stay this way happily"...

Soon, the rose plant turned into a rose-nursery. They bloomed like never before.


Looking at this, the old man started feeling blissful on the cultivation. He was amazed to see the roses flowering so soon.
But still, he was in his own life, bringing depressions on his own, thinking all the unconstructiveness of life.
The pretty old lady, however, was enthusiastic in building her own life in her own way.


She started loving the roses which responded to her love. She talked to them when she was happy; she talked to them, when she was left alone. The next day, she used to see the responsiveness of the roses.
She wondered how life exists in plants!


She is a warm soul, plowing cheer in herself all the time, but one fine day, she got upset on things which she kept in herself. She tried her best to be happy and cheer the roses, but in the process, she was dumping her sadness and loneliness. One day, she cried in front of her garden, talking to the roses about her plea. The next day, she found some roses withered, badly. There, she realized how her talks affected them, and how it would have impinged on herself.

Again she smiled and began patching.
The roses blossomed themselves all over again.


One gloomy day, the old lady died of her mental sickness. She was lonely, irrespective of her spouse’s living. Cynicism and distrust of the man with life and his wife, after prolonged years of living led the woman feel deceased. She smiled in front of the roses, just to give a real life to them. She saw their retort and lived her life, only when she was facing the pretty innocent roses!
One single petite plant was outlasted and raised into a rose-throng from a single rose bud, because of the love that the woman gave to them!!!


However, the woman couldn’t last long, since she had no one to understand her and bring smiles in her, the way she subsisted with her roses.


Nevertheless, the old man did one good thing to his wife. Albeit, he couldn’t love her, somewhere he was the source of her passion to live, by bringing rose plants at home…!!


P.S. Love is irreplaceable.

Try giving love and U will realize how life is beautiful for you as well as others. There can be people around you, who may live for you, and you may not be noticing them, for no reason.

You may not trust them for any reason. Not always, what you see or hear is true!! Feelings should be cultivated from within, and not to be imbibed based on what you see in someone.

You may never know what the other person is!! You may never know that a warm hug, a caring query, a loving kiss may make someone’s life root from its origin!!


Kindness is the heart of all bonding. Life is not as complicated as one may think!! Think broadly, Live it and Love it….

………Niveditha…………

To a person very special

You held my hands when I was scared and said "Don't worry, I'm there."

You hit me hard by your words for a silly mistake of mine and then when I

sat silent in one corner in front of you,

You came to me, kissed my forehead and said "Sorry", though it was not your

fault but mine.

I wonder how you catch my tiniest tear and know how to heal me!

There was a day when I was ill and you were there with me to take me to

doctor, soothe me with your warmth when I had just you around!!

Even if I am at the peak of my anger and stop talking to you, you never

hesitate to come back to me!!

You would fight with every one who hurt me and start dejecting them just

because you love me.

Your hands are the ones which would hold me tight when I am afraid.

Your shoulder is the only place which I would always rely to lean on and cry

without the fear of any hoax.

You made me so comfortable to you right from the times that I donot even

remember!

Whenever I tried to hide something from you, your eyes never failed to catch

me at that very moment.

I am so much at ease when I am with you dear,

I want to be with you and only YOU always !!

Please don't force me to leave the most comfortable place

where I have always been... Your LAP !!

I LOVE YOU, DEAR MOM!!!!

Wanted shackles

Many a times as we walk in the journey of life...
In a path that we choose ourselves...
We walk ahead with such a confidence...
Holding and taking someone along with us all the time..

Thinking that this someone will never leave you..
Probably coz your heart just melts at their every smile..
You know what you want ... and you know so much that its gonna be true..
Until you hear them say.. " I cannot do anything for you"

You can be anything and everything for them..
But you are not allowed to...
So you still walk along the same path..
With shackles this time to stay within the set boundaries..

You need to give space.. You need to give time...
You need to wait.. You need to be calm..
You can’t be you .. but you need to be you..
Your heart and mind at the peak of its conflicts..

Are you trying to grab something that isn’t yours?
Or you wanna care for something that will never be yours..
What path are you really walking on ..??
What are you choosing for yourself from here on...

Why does smile hide from me.
Is it not simpler to lead a life like you..
A shadow of hurt upon my eyes..
But still with a smile I can say..

YOU are everything to me

Sometimes they say, as you walk on such a path...
That as you walk ahead the path behind erases..
One you took along with you all this time..
Was not him but just his shadow....

Sometimes they say, as you walk on such a path...
That as you walk ahead the path behind erases..
You cannot return in anyway..
And probably it’s too late....