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Sunday, 26 July 2015

Sensitivity running out!

People have always been insensitive, and they will remain the same forever. They have no care for the disturbances that perturb another's mind. They show no respect, care or concern for any life other than theirs. All they know, is that they have their lives to be steered, and they are ready only for it. They are ready to reach their dream goal, hitting and disturbing the 'hindrances' lying on their path. They never understand the power of words, or the pain that abuse can inflict on others. Cant they make out how and what another mind might be thinking? Or is that they do not want to think that way? How good and meaningful would things be if one could help the other when needed. Still, why is this silence to one's miseries and exaggeration to one's own sorrows getting repeated?I don't get the concept at all!
All I understand is, never expect anything. But this head of mine never learns from the lessons it is taught, and still hopes for humanity, the missing miracle. I atleast sometimes, imagine a world with only the people I love, and need in my life. May be I am impractical, non-adjusting, and whatever the society would like to brand me. My mind comes out of this pit of drowning thoughts of people who are always selfish, when I think of the goodness that still remains in this planet, atleast to a small extent. That is the only way one can survive the blot of self-centeredness, wherein humanity is on the verge of extinction, and the demons of insensitivity are ruling unanimously!
Pic taken from google.

Pic taken from google.

Thursday, 23 July 2015

Sunday, 12 July 2015

Scribbling-An all-time favourite hobby!

I do not expect you to heal the wound of pain that time has created on me. 
I do not expect you to share my sorrows and console me with sweet, but false words.
I do not expect you to surprise me, to make me feel safe with false hopes.
Oh yes! I do have expectations.
All that I expect of you is that you be there sitting next to me, with your shoulders ready to help me lean on to you, and my mind listening to the words filled in your mind-'Right or wrong what you have done, I'll always be there for you, with you, the very same way I am there for you now'.
If you say this is too much to expect, then I go back to the age-old fact that expectations bring distress, and say to myself-'Right or wrong what I have done, I am always there with ME'!

Silent hour of night!

The darkest nights produce the brightest stars!