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Okay... I'm ready to reveal myself... but is this world graceful enough to welcome an insane.......................

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Yes, I'm bold enough to accept my shortcomings... but who is bold enough to define shortcomings for me...
:/

Food for thought....

The Great Door

As you sit on the hillside, 
or lie prone under the trees of the forest,
or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, 
the great door, 
that does not look like a door, 
opens.

Stephen Graham

British Travel Writer and Novelist

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"If you care about what other people think, you will always be their prisoner"

- James Frey

Grass on the other side..

Looking at the green patch from the opposite side of the road, I kept wondering how would it feel if I could actually take a stroll on it; could smell the fragrance emitted by the colorful flowers of the garden; could suck some juice from the ripe strawberries growing there! I could actually see the red bell like cherries hanging there. The swings were as if hanging down the arms of the clouds. What a pleasure it would be if I could actually rest on it, surrounded by maybe fairies & gnomes, blowing the winds now and then to pat me at my back and singing lullabies to add to the glamour of the ambiance.

I said to myself ~~ what a magical would must be flourishing there, even got jealous of the people who are actually enjoying their life over there.

And then, I settled on the favorite side of my bed and started doing what I'm best at -- complaining! I didn't even realized what an unsatisfied, all the more complaining creature I am becoming.. I know I hate myself for it but can't help it.

The outcome of the stubbornness in me led me to find a place for myself on that green patch! Voila! Complaining still works for me..!

Now that I was, where I wanted to be; the joy in me knew no bounds. I closed my eyes just to get a sneak preview of the world, I had imagined and wanted to be a part of. Then slowly I opened my eyes. The first view was quite the same as I had imagined, but slowly as I went closer and closer, I realized that the place was not actually that big a deal I had imagined it to be. The flowers and trees were almost the same as the normal ones! My senses had just exaggerated everything about here.

Is this something I was craving for so much//? I mean, its not that mundane, but its not that magical either. When I stepped in, all those fake embellishments vanished. Quite amusing!

Know what, this time when I was resigning for the day on my bed, I realized something. An old saying resonated my senses -- 'The grass on the other side is always green!' Well said, and now I have a reason to agree.

The grass is just a metaphor. Something similar to this has actually touched my heart.
And guess what, I still can't stop complaining, hate myself for it!!
(*Am I lookin forward to something else!:)

Teary & Teara

In the ocean of emotions
flows a couple - Teary & Teara!
The ocean is of love, the ocean is of faith..
but at times also of hate, sometimes of betray!

Coagulated in these emotions,
Teara & Teary keep swinging along
at times hiding, at times seeking..
clinging, jumping, at times just strolling..

Usually they lye undisturbed
dissolved, dissipated, cocooned,
sleeping peacefully in each others arms..

But suddenly, with a jerk;
Teara opens his eyes startled
and collects his parts
to become a whole..
Teara is in grief, can't handle
this pain anymore,
& tries to find a vent
through the edges of the shore..
He slowly reaches the edge,
And finally tumbles down..

Later on, Teary wakes up from her dreams,
beautiful she looks, magnificently beheld!
She takes a few rounds inside the caves,
and tries to figure out, where is her mate..?

She comes to know, about his suicide
from his fellow roommates...!
and the clouds of sorrow
now invade her thought webs..

But Teary is a Bravo!
not a helpless, swordless reek
She is a positive angel,
and knows how to turn the winds!

Teary can't forsake Teara
Teary can't bring back Teara
wonders, the only thing she can do..
is herself go to Teara..

So now Teary is drenched in
the fluids of emotions..
running in her veins is the
love of her mate..

In such a state, Teary calls up occult powers
and so the mystic comes for her rescue..!

The ambience is now,
all of happiness and gay;
And so Teary can now
release herself..

To meet her master,
she turned sorrows into joy
and rolling-rolling she turns
the knob of the gate...
And so now, Teary to meet Teara
excitedly tumbles down!!

Teary follows Teara
and in heaven they meet
But on earth, their magic follows
giving way to the wheel of happiness and sorrow..!

*Teary- Tear of happiness
*Teara- Tear of sorrow