Tag: love

It’s starts from small things…

When people say “Shurvat chote se karo, success zaroor milega” they are somewhere true. As I have said many a time, everyone wants to be successful, be settle, build a bright future, but before building a future we need to build our own self and building yourself is not like a Lego game which will be done within few hours or it’s not gonna happen over a night.

It will happen slowly and gradually, it will happen when we focus on small things first, like unwrapping the tangled mess of your hair, picking up the brush and getting rid of one knot at a time. It may sound crazy but I swear if you pay attention on these small things you will feel change in yourself. Like smiling at your reflection in mirror and getting dressed each morning, even if you are not stepping out. Or maybe even to get some fresh air and coffee. Or maybe changing your look, a look in which you feel good. It’s about the tiny things that you do each day that bring you closer to feeling warm again.


It’s about being a person who care, who makes the effort for becoming a person who loves without hesitation. Be the person who bares it all, the person who never shies away from the depth of their feeling or intensity of their hope. Be the person who believe in the softness of the world, on the goodness of other people believing their are good people too. Be a person who take chance who refuse to hide. Trust me when I say be a person who care! Because the world doesn’t need more carelessness anymore disregard because there is nothing stronger than someone who continue to stay soft in the world that hasn’t always been kind to them. 🙂

War

It was a peace out there, but my mind wasn’t peaceful. How many more days this would last? How many tremor are going to pass through my body? Is it fair to fight one another? Love has no bounds like even war has none. Victory is achieved over thousand of death. Death… who have their own family, children, relatives. This is not human at all. If this is so, then it’s cruel. Life’s neither fair to a German or Jew nor to a Indian or to Pakistani. Do you know why war take place?

It take place to have peace in one’s country but make it hell for another. Decades after decades the meaning of war has kept on changing and now it come to the point of two people. A love is been compared to war, like war the meaning of love is changed. Nowadays we either Argue or go silent about it. But what we forgot is that we are fighting to get a solution and not destruction. It’s not a war of love that just because you don’t want to be lonely you love the other. That’s not love.

Its about that one moment.. that you feel something from inside, Questioning what is this? The moment you hold someone’s hand and don’t want to leave and wait to touch his soul then you are somewhere near love. When you share laughter, fun, happiness and you call it love then you is not on right path… but when he tells you he is afraid of loosing you, that he never wants to loose you the fear that both have is something called as love. If she solves your problem and you call it love then you are somewhere near to it… but when you choose to be with someone who won’t solve your problem but will make sure that you forget what the problem was, that she is putting her efforts to make it right that’s love. And when you don’t give up on her you know somewhere it’s alive and when she comes back that realization is something called love.

The answer for this is never ending with different perspective and with different thoughts.. with difference experience. Recently while walking I had a thought about this which made me write about love and war I m trying to understand this conflict. A conflict can either come to understanding or can destroy everything that you have. And I chose to understand it.                           Â