Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

The Ugly Truth - Modern Relationships





Why are relationships so hard today? Why do we fail at love every time, despite trying so hard? Why have humans suddenly become so inept at making relationships last? Have we forgotten how to love? Or worse, forgotten what love is?
We’re not prepared. We’re not prepared for the sacrifices, for the compromises, for the unconditional love. We’re not ready to invest all that it takes to make a relationship work. We want everything easy. We’re quitters. All it takes is a single hurdle to make us crumble to our feet. We don’t let our love grow, we let go before time.
It’s not love we’re looking for, only excitement and thrill in life. We want someone to watch movies and party with, not someone who understands us even in our deepest silences. We spend time together, we don’t make memories. We don’t want the boring life. We don’t want a partner for life, just someone who can make us feel alive right now, this very instant. When the excitement fades, we discover nobody ever prepared us for the mundane. We don’t believe in the beauty of predictability because we’re too blinded by the thrill of adventure.
We immerse ourselves in the inconsequentials of the city life, leaving no space for love. We don’t have time to love, we don’t have the patience to deal with relationships. We’re busy people chasing materialistic dreams and there’s no scope to love. Relationships are nothing more than convenience.
We look for instant gratification in everything we do – the things we post online, the careers we choose, and the people we fall in love with. We want the maturity in a relationship that comes with time, the emotional connect that develops over years, that sense of belonging when we barely even know the other person. Apparently, nothing’s worth our time and patience – not even love.
We’d rather spend an hour each with a hundred people than spending a day with one. We believe in having ‘options’. We’re ‘social’ people. We believe more in meeting people than getting to know them. We’re greedy. We want to have everything. We get into relationships at the slightest attraction and step out, the moment we find someone better. We don’t want to bring out the best in that one person. We want them to be perfect. We date a lot of people but rarely give any of them a real chance. We’re disappointed in everyone.
Technology has brought us closer, so close that it’s impossible to breathe. Our physical presence has been replaced by texts, voice messages, snapchats and video calls. We don’t feel the need to spend time together anymore. We have too much of each other already. There’s nothing left to talk about.
We’re a generation of ‘wanderers’ who wouldn’t stay at one place for too long. Everyone is commitment phobic. We believe we’re not meant for relationships. We don’t want to settle down. Even the thought of it is scary. We cannot imagine being with one person for the rest of our lives. We walk away. We despise permanence like its some social evil. We like to believe we’re ‘different’ than the rest. We like to believe we don’t conform to social norms.
We’re a generation that calls itself ‘sexually liberated’. We can tell sex apart from love, or so we think. We’re the hook-up-break-up generation. We have sex first and then decide if we want to love someone. Sex comes easy, loyalty doesn’t. Getting laid has become the new getting drunk. You do it not because you love the other person, but because you want to feel good. It’s all the temporary fulfillment we need. Sex outside relationships isn’t a taboo anymore. Relationships aren’t that simple anymore. There are open relationships, friends with benefits, causal flings, one-night stands, no strings attached – we’ve left very little exclusivity for love in our lives.
We’re the practical generation who runs by logic alone. We don’t know how to love madly anymore. We wouldn’t take a flight to a far-off land just to see someone we love. We’d break up because, long distance. We’re too sensible for love. Too sensible for our own good.
We’re a scared generation – scared to fall in love, scared to commit, scared to fall, scared to get hurt, scared to get our hearts broken. We don’t allow anyone in, nor do we step out and love anyone unconditionally. We lurk from behind walls we’ve created ourselves, looking for love and running away the moment we really find it. We suddenly ‘cannot handle it’. We don’t want to be vulnerable. We don’t want to bare our soul to anyone. We’re too guarded.
We don’t even value relationships anymore. We let go of the most wonderful people for ‘the other fishes in the sea.’ We don’t consider them sacred anymore.
There’s nothing we couldn’t conquer in this world, and yet, here we are ham-fisted at the game of love – the most basic of human instincts. Evolution, they call it.

By Ankush Bahuguna

Thursday, November 12, 2015

A Conversation With God

Me: God, can I ask You a question?

God: Sure…

Me: Promise You won't get mad...

God: I promise.

Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?

God: What do u mean?

Me: Well, I woke up late.

God: Yes

Me: My car took forever to start.

God: Okay!

Me: At lunch they gave me the wrong sandwich & I had to wait.

God: Ahaan!

Me: On the way home, my phone DIED, just as I was going to pick up a call.

God: hmmmm!

Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home all I wanted to do was to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax, BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?

God: Let me see, the angel of death was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of My Angels to battle him for your life. So, I let you sleep through that.

Me (humbled): OH!

GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route who would have hit you if you were on the road.

Me: (ashamed): Ah!

God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work.

Me (embarrassed): Oh, okay!

God: the reason your phone went dead was because the person that was calling was going to give a false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them, so you would be covered.

Me (softly): I see…

God: Oh and that new foot massager you bought.

Me: Yes?
God:  It had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house. And I know you don’t like being in the dark.
 Me: I'm Sorry God.

God: Don't be sorry, just learn to Trust Me.... in all things, whether you considered them to be Good or Bad.

Me: I will trust You.

God: And don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.

Me: I won't God. And ummmm, all I can say is Thank You? Thank You for Everything you did today.

God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children...

Whispers of a Soul




“I love you”,

And

“Thank you” he said…

Grateful for every breath, as he lay every night in bed,

For once Lego blocks filled his heart with hope,

 There were days when it was just to cope.

Words unsaid, desires unfulfilled and feelings unexpressed,

“Why are we always in a rush”, never to say, but just a hush.

   13 Years had passed, he simply felt trapped.

“13 Years!” she shouted,

“Why can’t you just die”

“I love you”

And

“Thank you” he said, unable to cry.

With white walls and coats, he had spent his life.

Trapped inside his mind with strife.

It was time for them to say their goodbyes,

He wanted to tell, but only with his eyes.

“I love you”

And

“Thank you” he said….

For 13 Years they were mere whispers in his head. 
“A story straight  from a hospital bed”

Friday, October 2, 2015

Search For 'Self'






"And as the search for “self” continues, we look for answers everywhere, whether it be in nature, in God, in tiny tragedies that may never be understood. But still, we’re driven to it, single minded on one goal to find our purpose on this earth. No matter what the ramification, the friendships that may be hurt or the deals with the devil, we need to make……"~ Heroes

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

A Child is Born to Innocence






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"A Child is born to innocence, a child is drawn towards good, why then, do so many among us go so horribly wrong? What makes some walk the path of darkness, while others choose the light? Is it will? Is it destiny? Can we ever hope to truly understand the force that shapes the soul? To fight evil one must know evil. One must journey back through time and find that fork in the road. Where heroes turn one way and villains turn another" ~ Heroes

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

An Ode to Immortality ~ "Thou Art A Curse"



Oh how we humans wish to be immortal,
So we could roam through timeless portals
Why should not we die?
Why should not we dread death?
Why should we tell a lie?
Why should we long for an easy breath?
For the world is full of things unsettled
And the laws prove that man is mortaled.
Every man will live out his life,
Some in prison, some in exile and strife
The physician reduces each pulse with his scalpel knife.
So let us swear for just a while,
We put our faith in God, for there is no denial
We solemnly agree that we will love our freedom
‘The very gift of life’
Yet, we wait and ponder of over the day that we will be free.
Behold, the world has befriend the devil,
Oh and how these langur’s have perished to bring nations to level.
This world is an ‘inn’, discovered on the path of life’s travels,
So the ones He prepared, whether they be brave no matter what the perils,
Should thou take courage and open thy eyes
Only to see the bitterness of lies
And oh how the wonders have worked only to see, all those nations free.
With time itself winged, we watch the chariot smear its coldness
As the angel of death appears, standing there with much boldness.
Nevertheless, we the ‘hesitant's’ of ‘it’ take no heed,
As we see the martyrs of our land who since then have buried their seed.

Monday, January 6, 2014

Muhawaraa Maa Bain Khuda-o-Insan (Dialogue between God and Man) By Allama Iqbal


Man To God:
Ae Khuda, shikwah-e-arbaab-e-wafa bhi sun lay
Khoogar-e-hamd say thoda saa gilaa bhi sun lay’
“O God, listen to this remonstrance from your faithful
Listen to the lament of those who forever praise you”
God starts first, remarking to man:
‘Jahan raaz yak aab-o-gil aafridum
Tu Iran-o-tataar-o-zang aafridi
Man az khaak polaad naab aafridum
Tu shamsheer-o-teer-o-tafang aafridi
Tabar aafridi nihal-e-chaman ra
Qafas sakhtee tair-e-naghma zan ra’
“I created this world from the same water and earth
You created Iran, Tartaria and Nubia
I forged from dust, iron’s pristine ore
You fashioned the sword, arrow and gun
To fell the garden tree, you made the axe
You fashioned the cage to imprison the singing bird”
Man replies:
‘Tu shab aafridi, chiragh aafridum
Safaal aafridi, ayaagh aafridum
Bayabaan-o-kohsaar-o-raagh aafridi
Khayabaan-o-gulzar-o-bagh aafridum
Man aanam kay az sang aaina saazum
Man aanam kay az zehr noshinaa sazum’
“You created night, I the lamp
You created clay, and I the cup
You-desert, mountain peak and valley
I-flower bed, park and orchard
It is I who grind a mirror out of stone

And brew elixir from poison”

Sunday, January 5, 2014

The Day of My Death


Each morning when I open my eyes,
I would think to myself and say.
I, not events have the power to make me happy or unhappy today.
I can choose which it shall be, because I live my life with much sway.
Since yesterday is dead, and tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet.
I can truly say,
I lived a long time, here on this land
With its beauty and despair that go hand in hand.
I learned a lot, while I watched the hourglass tip its sand.
The highest wisdom that I shall own, freedom and life are earned by those alone.
I can laugh and say I still haven’t grown.
Even if it is a time to moan,
I can look towards the sky as the raindrops mix with the tears I cry.
Tears of joy I may imply.
As James Thurber once said,
“All men should strive to learn before they die, what they are running from, to and why”
There were times when I did not pray
And I simply said, “I could not stay”.
Now God has brought me to his garden to play.
So, the end is near.
I take my final bow, and face my final curtain.
To my family and friends,
I’ll state my case of which I am certain.
I will only say this once, so listen up I’ll surely be clear.
I lived a life that was completely full; I’ve travelled each and every highway,
And more, much more than this,

I did it MY WAY… 

Thursday, January 2, 2014

The Village Idiot


Chaim Soutine - The Village Idiot
In villages from which their childhood came,
Seeking necessity, they had been taught.
Necessity by nature is the same,
No matter how or by whom it may be sought.
It was perhaps others, who seemed to withdraw,
“Resented by robbers, who were outlawed by the law”.
But, it’s not comfort that I seek,
I live for danger, for sin, for goodness,
What I seek is the freedom of being selfless.
I pray for I have lived a life of sin,
I worship for I have lived a life of despair.
Pray for the pain that’s trapped in the heart,
But, if that very heart is the reason for your pain, then where should you start?
Courage is your only virtue,
Believe it so, with that every soulless part.
The village idiot told himself, there’s one in every town,
This poor soul had no clue, for he was bound by ridicule and frown.
Tears from weeping,
Lost in the silent streets.
Most passed him by without even a sigh!
He sat there dirt and all, with this thought,

Only to mumble the echoes of the wars he had fought.