Connecting with thoughts - My thoughts and Me

Gutted again Innocent lives Pursuing dreams Earning livelihood Meeting friends Celebrating life Seeking memories In a paradise Never meant to be Where a life's worth Was only realized In the ashes of ruins (Dedicated to all innocent lives lost due to fire in different places Mumbai city which ran without necessary permissions)

Despite all these years The bitterness still lingers Hovering over the walls Erected deep and high In the confines of the mind Built over the fault lines A few drawn by you A few drawn by me A few drawn by us Lost to the path Of togetherness We once treaded

ओठातले शब्द न सांगताही नयनांनी टिपतेस मनातल्या भावनाही न भेटता जाणतेस सहवासाच्या क्षणासाठी आसुसलेल्या दोन जिवांना दूर असूनही धाग्याविना प्रेमात घट्ट विणतेस

  Love they wrote Into sands ashore Believing it to be Etched on to their hearts Forever Unlikely to relent or buckle Under the realities of life That however fades into the oblivion When the waves come ashore

There are stories That need to be told Not because they are about Courage and valor Nor cause they speak of Heroic deeds But because they speak of Grit and determination Of lesser known people Near and around us Who turned a life less ordinary Into a extraordinary tale of If I did it, you can do it too

Everything seems to be going perfectly fine. Everything you touch turns gold. Your commitment and dedication is taking you places. You are setting new benchmarks, winning accolades. There is nothing that seems will ever go wrong. Why would it? When you seem to be striking gold. It seems magical. Until...... Until nothing you do seems to be working fine. Your ability to strike gold suddenly seems to be fading. The magical touch seems a distant past. Though your commitment and dedication remains the same, nothing seems to be going your way. People start wondering if you were just a flash in the pan. What transcends thereafter is stuff legends are made of. It's not a easy journey back. That journey needs you to redefine your purpose. It needs you to claw your way back on a path that you have never treaded before. Give up on everything that made you and start anew. This time it's tough, for the baggage of the past weighs heavily on you however much you want to shu...

Blinded to the world Running amok All over me I lay trapped In a heap of bodies Struggling for breath In the clutches of death Gripped by the fears Of life's worst nightmare All coming true In what seemed like eternity  Yet holding on to the same hope of life I was trampled for