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Illusion!

When sunsets down,
Her phone rings and
she leaves the house for some sessions
A routine she’d follow
Without fail or procastination.

There wasn’t enough time
For him to discuss his Sorrows
Or suspicions;
Illusive images of infidelity
Oh, Pierced his heart with
pins and needles of friction.
And inarticulated judgements
would fill to his thoughts of fiction,
Ants in his pants made him restless
To follow for investigation.

It was like sighting a misty mountain
ahead of him,
At the start of his mission
Covered with murky notions
About the presumptuous destination.

Panting with suffocation,Choked with dilemmas and futuristic decisions.
Sometime later, his blurred sight reaches closer to
a Clear destination.
Veil was put off to see that mountain fogged was his sombered assumptions.
an Illusion was struck hard with reality
As his Oh! dear wife was seen voluntarily serving needful patients.

Image by Outlook India

Some people put their lives on risks even when they know the risk is too high of losing their own relationship s(cause sometimes they go against their family’s assent) to save others or give service to them. Salute to these warriors and their family members who sacrifice equally when they see their loved ones going extra mile for humanity.

Inspired from Write photo prompt by Sue Vincent-Veiled https://scvincent.com/2020/06/04/thursday-photo-prompt-veiled-writephoto/

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I Said, You Heard!

When I said,
You heard.
But only
Silence muttered.

To me,
Your words
were like the
Lull of falling waters,
But this dead air
has become
a colossal storm
Of thoughts
whirling inside,
An endless surge,
hankering to hear.

Again When I said,
You heard,
But your sealed lips,
moved away with No words
I plead,
to now, let this voice
Be heard
And let it so loud,
That the thunders prevail
And rains of tears
fall from eyes
Of the monsters,
who mirthed.
Remember,
Your dearth of voice
Will fervour their ruth
But your roaring sound,
shall stab them through.

Now for once
Forgive yourself for
The plight you’re hurt.
Oh dear!
when I said this
I wish to hear from
your chords,
cause,
Years have passed.
Now,
I beg you to Converse.

There are a lot of people who don’t speak out against the atrocities they are going through. There can be many Reasons with which they convince themselves for not speaking out, but that only kill them inside and make the cruel more powerful. So I really hope that the one who is going through cruelties or have been through any tragic incident or attack should not confine it to oneself. It’s not meant to be that way, Let it out and give your self chance to forgive and forget what happened. Don’t die trying to delete it inside you, dare to discuss with any person you’re comfortable with. Focus on mental health. May be if you speak, another one is saved from sealing his/her lips.

Thanks for reading.

Inspired by VJ’s Weekly Challenge #98 – No words,

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Anger

समझ से पहले
भाव, जिनके मस्तिष्क में
करते है विस्फोट
ऐसे थरथराते शब्दों
का तांडव है यह क्रोध ।

तामसिक आहार की तमस
का बुखार है यह क्रोध।
प्रतिशोध से परिपूर्ण
आत्म युद्ध में
अपनी हार है यह क्रोध।

विकार का विमर्श से सस्ता
व्यापार है यह क्रोध।
बुद्धि को अंधकार में छिपाई
इन्द्रियों का बस अहंकार है यह क्रोध।।

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

It’s about anger that’s developed in a mind when emotions lose stablity and control. And it’s very important to learn to maintain this balance between our mind and intellect.

If mind wins, intellect loses in that situation, and when intellect is put in darkness, the soul is wounded and so does the impatient mind who craves for peace or healing(because untrained mind always runs to find solace outside but never settles with just it’s own self) gets angry and anger if remained unchannelised,Mind you, yes unchannelised anger becomes the cause of his suffering and branches of suffering shoots out really fast. And therefore More suffering.

It’s also dependent on the food we take, be it for our stomach to survive or for our thoughts. It’s believed in Ayurveda that We become, what we eat. So watching everytime what we take inside, puts us into the Law of attraction naturally. We take what’s better for us, we are in tranquil state. So Anger is just one part of our incapability of stopping our mind to hijack our intellect. And hence the loss happens. I remember a verse from Bhagwad Geeta(a Hindu Scripture) which has helped me many times to control the imbalance of my emotions and that is :

‘indriyani parany ahur
indriyebhyah param manah
manasas tu para buddhir
yo buddheh paratas tu sah’

TRANSLATION: The working senses are superior to dull matter; mind is higher than the senses; intelligence is still higher than the mind; and he [the soul] is even higher than the intelligence.

It’s our choice that We do a business with reaction which is mind’s natural tendency or response which is intellect’s light , See which’s profitable!

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No Deal!

Hey you all out there, Everyone of you.

You all have your own worth, Protect yourself from letting anyone burn your Essence!

Fight for your cause, reach out to the refinement you want to see in yourself and embrace the support you get from the Universe.!

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna