A bag full of thoughts

Thoughts are yours till you express in words. One of these days on my evening walk, I realized while observing myself that there is so less I want to share with the outside world.

The reason being :

There are not many out there who are genuinely interested.

And very limited who care what I think.

Again the number is is even lesser who understand and respect my thoughts

Be selective in your audience

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Gratitude starts with…..

The first person who helped you to reach where you stand today

Not parents or sibblings or friends – they are the obvious ones

Remember him/her today. And if you have come so far that that one name is eluding you, what does it means ??? Upto you to INTROSPECT

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Where AM I ?

Pic courtesy Sanjay Dutta Manali

Each sunset brings a question What is that I am searching ❓ What is hidden deep inside❓ What am I seeking❓

Does the vast universe hold answers ❓ Does soul-searching really helps❓

I hope soon lluminating the horizon My journey in quest of myself May find the hidden treasure of TRUTH

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Unfortunately TRUE

It is said before, and being said today but are we listening ❔❓❔

Every time I see people paying rich tributes and sharing Memories of the loved ones /friends/acquaintances who have left the earth and moved on, it reminds me of a famous punjabi saying . It means that when people are alive you are not much bothered but the moment someone dies, he/she becomes focus of your existance.

When we are going through rough patch, the reality hits. Curtsey visit or offering help is almost obsolete in todays world as all of a sudden people act too busy. Even a phone call is a big favour and most of the time instead of asking welfare of the person, they would make you realise how busy they are.

Only few stand by and genuinely help you in your difficult times. These are the times to reflect and take a stand on who stays and who goes out. So that when we leave the earth, there may be few but they would be genuine grievers.

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Whispering thoughts

The secret is well hidden Why should I worry ? Someone would take away My treasures And leave me with nothing The hurt caused by betrayal The wounds that never heal Are the result of carelessness And the vulnerability let the thoughts whisper to you Not even the wind can listen The peaceful silence of friendship With self would stand till the end.

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Sunset-Sunrise and in between

Every Sunrise culminate into Sunset, then the Sun rises again

There is light, energy and power to guide us through the daytimes. But when Sun goes down and all is dark that is the difficult time.

If we are strong and grounded in our dark hours, that makes us a better person. And we appreciate the Sunrise again.

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