The Lasting Battle

They cheat, they lie.
They hurt, they kill.
We beg, we cry.
They cease not still.
No happy, no smile;
Them all, they seize.
The evils pile;
And yet, don't cease.
But nor do good
And nor do love,
With humanhood,
They ally dove.
They combat hate.
To rebel, they dare,
Choosing their fate;
To fight, hands bare. 
In them, there lives
A mighty power,
A power that kills
The evil hour.
The power of love,
The power of hope,
That stands above
All doubt and grope.
The power to care,
The power to cry.
A heart to share,
The courage to die.
They live to serve,
To save their kins.
They've got the nerve
To sweep all sins.
In them, there's heart
For every soul.
In them, there's hearth
For the world in whole.
Their hope paves way
To a life anew;
The ills don't stay,
Not even a few.
There's happy, there's smile,
And beauty, no bounds!
No trace of evil pile
No cry of sorrow sounds.

BORED !!

 Yesterday I made up my mind to wake up everyday at 6 am and study. And today I laugh at the very idea of it. It's not like the idea is far-fetched for I did get up, only to fall asleep on my table an hour later. How many times do we take such decisions with great determination after all? The excitement is often momentary. I'm sure there are plenty who can relate to being lazy bums like this, but mind you...there sure are people out there who do put their ideas into action!

When we're busy doing a lot of things we want free time. When we get free time we get bored. You could have a look at the status updates of a big portion of school students. On the first day of vacations they go "Yaay! Vacationz! " and 5 days later they're like, "Damn bored with the holidays." What's the most they do about it? Log on to all the social networking sites they're in, surf through the posts, maybe post a comment here and there, chat about completely unimportant things until they're bored enough to log out. Then they're bored again and log in.
          Since the time internet has joined in our 'daily essentials' list, we've lost hold of something called 'hobby'. I myself used to read a lot, but not anymore. I keep thinking I don't have time, but I too have fallen victim like the millions of others, who can't make do without a little bit of time-waste before the screen. But of course, internet is not only about social media and youtube videos. We all must have read and written essays in school about the pros and cons of internet enough times to get bored with that too.

 I wonder as I write, if blogging is of any use at all. Who would read these but my near and dear ones who know that I've made a page to pile up all the rubbish I write. Maybe I could call it a hobby. At a time when people are way too busy to read something irrelevant if it extends more than a paragraph, I here, am writing them. Photographs and quotes, short messages and jokes, they're the modern trend. Who would care for long stretches of a nobody's thoughts?

 There is so much going on in each one of our minds every moment! Except when you're in the middle of a meditation, your mind is probably constantly engaged with random thoughts. If you scrutinize your very thoughts, you'll figure out hidden wonders, however small that might be. I once made a small booklet called the 'Constitution of Dash', scripting my own laws related to school. A friend of mine told me that it was nothing but rubbish. Of course it was! But that is what made it enjoyable! I sometimes write philosophies, sometimes imaginary incidents, sometimes nonsense...and sometimes something that I cannot categorize anywhere. But each time, it is only after I put my thoughts into words that I notice that I had such things in mind. What maybe meaningless to the rest of the world, is a 'wow' factor to me, for these thoughts are mine and only mine.

 My mind never ceases to wander. In fact none of ours' do. Each writing brings me closer to myself, as if uncovering another small piece of what's within me. This very fact keeps me going, and if writing itself can help me wander, wander and enjoy, wander and go wow, then what better way could there be to spend time when bored! Well then, Kudos to writing! Goodbye boredom!

Saturation Point

No matter how hard you try, how determined you are, there is always a saturation point when it comes to exam preps. Its funny how brilliant ideas creep into your mind right when you need your whole attention for studies. And then you make up your mind to work on your brilliant plan once the exams get over with. But when it really does get over, you are too much in a mood for celebration that you suffer from the age old ailment of procrastination. The celebration unexpectedly gets prolonged until you are assigned with another big project that puts you back on a busy schedule. And so, the ideas diminish there. Why is it that there is no saturation point for fun? We forever crave to have light moments, to fall back and laugh our hearts out. We prefer to have the hash-tag 'keep it simple silly!' rather than indulging in complicated affairs of this unpredictable chaotic life.

Realization dawns at the most unexpected instances, the vision seems all hazy and perplexing. Can talents slow down, or is it that their growth is stunted. Can it make you take steps backward? Or could it be a recoil for a giant leap? The more you think you understand your crazy self, the farther you are from reality. Hypocrites, that we all are. This saturation point that we're talking about, is one that increases with every passing experience, for it is only apt to measure our wisdom through experience rather than age. For now, endurance is must, and we must strive to get hold of it.

It's All About Balance!

Man has made the world the way it is today. We have visions of the same world 50 years from now. Machinery inventions keep accelerating, giving us great comfort to sit back in our settee and relax. Would you still say that the balance of nature is further deteriorated? Why don't we see it in a different way? What if the balance does not get disrupted, and it only changes the rate of balance? nature shall set herself right if need be. We humans have the power to make the best of the resources at hand. But we also have the power to destroy it all. The both of them are in form today. The good and the bad are in a balance. it is not possible to change that balance. At times maybe the bad may exceed the good, but it would be purely transient. In the same way, the good may overpower the bad at times. But we shall never cease to struggle. The moment the good stop the better-fication of the world, or the moment the bad stop to worsen the world, the balance gets broken. Such a situation, so to speak, doesn't exist, and it never will.

Life and Fantasy

They claim that life isn't like the movies or the novels. It doesn't always turn out to be a close shave, an endearing adventure, a fascinating story. But I believe otherwise. In fact, I feel that life can be exactly like one of those movies or books. Only that you must know to look at it in the right way. Perception decides your life; if it's a boring period of time where you work to survive, or an adventure with a challenge before you to overcome.

A Decade Hence

A decade hence,
What am I to be?
When no more a teen, 
No more the now-me?

This smile will I wear,
My pals being other?
Will chores now vary,
My home being thither?

Will lanes now differ?
Will habits leave hold?
Will altered environs
Leave me less bold?

Will life get tougher,
Unfamiliar, and wild?
But come may whatever;
I'm set for the ride!

My mind and me

Our minds are a mystery. They are amazingly sharp and vivid at times, yet vague and confusing otherwise. My mind is the same. Right now, it is more of a mess. I write so I can make sense of my thoughts, so I can understand what it's trying to tell me. It's often tricky, and sometimes even hours of pondering gets me nowhere close to understanding. But the conversations with it, I always enjoy...that includes now. I'm presently undergoing teenage transiton, and I have all the worries that any normal teenager would have. My mind hardly prefers to settle down. Song lyrics, worries of future, curses, crushes, study tensions...any one of it constantly engages it. But the unsteady mind that people say we have at this age, is merely part of the fun!

And for now, I am just going to let it wander. And the wows that come along with my wandering mind, I shall express in here. :)