Back to Childhood!

Googled pic.

The age of sparkling innocence coupled with,
A zeal to dance to the hidden music of the world.
Restlessness, curiosity and a desire to explore,
To run and push the doors that clearly say PULL.

Sans constraints, life is so full of fun and gaiety,
Cherishing all those lively, lovely moments,
unaware of dangerous dangers and attributes,
Life is so very cheerful, meaningful and lively.

When surrounded by butterflies that fly high,
When rain seems an optimistic run-off,
when friends are treasured lifetime achievements,
Life becomes so very extra-ordinary and magnificent.

When flourishing is hindered by weeds,
When growing up seems a cumbersome task,
Wishing hopefully if childhood could be eternal,
After all, maturity is all about losing your innate innocence!!

MY GOD? Oh, that's Myself!

One kick-ass pic from google! 

I have always wanted to pen down my thoughts on 'God'-His existence and absence. I remember with a grin on my face of my past, wherein I used to fold my hands and pray before the 'models of exhibition' of God, pray as if He would descend and fulfil all my dreams and aspirations. Childhood was highly religious and father-accordingly for me. No blames to my father, as he was just insisting me to follow his thoughts. I take the blame on myself, for not using my intellect to identify the difference between me and my dad, or any other person for that matter, for not being able to demarcate myself from the rest of the world, for remaining asleep amd dormant to the thought process I was supposed to indulge in. But later, when there arises a period in my life wherein my wings of thoughts are set to flight, I realise that I had been an ignorant frog in a localised well. I realise slowly, for the transformation is difficult for an orthodox ME, that the control of my future lies in my hands,my good and bad actions, and not under the control of the so-called 'Supreme power'. 
      I have heard 'great' people say- the lack of strength of mind, gets expressed in their routine activities and the ritual of faith in someone else more than one's own self, is one such activity. People who always want themselves to be guided, who find themselves unfit to become free thinkers, find the necessity for someone else to think for them, to act for them, to constantly support and encourage them.
     As far as I have observed, there are four kinds of believing in 'God'. People who believe in God more than they do themselves, form the first and foremost category. They tend to ignore their inner spark and go in search of a spark that they feel would be effective than theirs, and live an idiotic life. 
People who believe in themselves and God equally, form the second demarcation. For them, God is a rectifier who would evaluate and rectify the inferences and conclusions drawn faithfully by themselves.
The third category consists of people who would love to, though unsuccessful at times, believe in themselves than any other entity. They always are in a state of dilemma, with a pull that pushes them to the first category. If they are successful in realising their true worth, they embark on the fourth and divine dimension of spirituality, the dimension of completeness of self. 
    God, God, God! Who is God? Discovering the goodness in you, defines God. So,stop performing meaningless rituals in the front and dishonouring your soul at the back with bundles of bad deeds, and start exploring your strengths to reach 'God', to reach YOU. And I tell you, that's one among the best feelings one can ever cherish for the future!