Just like you, I’m here for a purpose. I’m just an ordinary human being. But…
But I’m one among you who can make a big difference. I can bring about a change that you have never thought about. I can open up new avenues that you were aspiring for. I can make you believe in yourself beyond anything on this universe. I can make you cry and smile in a few seconds. I can invoke emotions that you were hiding inside your heart. I can change the world. I can make you a human being with emotions. I can inspire you.
But how is that all possible?
Well, you have the answer now. You have read something now. Yes, these are my words. My words are the footprints that I’m creating as a writer to make all this possible.
I believe in my words that I create as they contain emotions in them. My words are the diverse emotions of millions of human beings. I’m writing these words for you, for me and for us. It’s for a collective growth and evolution.
To make a better world. To inspire the world. To make the world smile. To bring in a better change. Yes, I’m a writer and I love being a writer. I love writing for people. I love it when people in different corners of the world can feel the significance of words. That is the biggest satisfaction I get as a writer.
I’m pouring out my words through my fingers, as my words are my footprints for the world.
This magical wall attracts me like never before,
Undressing the dreamy child in me,
The magical wall smiles at me,
Invoking millions of colourful memories in me.
This magical wall excites me like never before,
Whistling at me like my menacing childhood friend,
The magical wall hugs me to my delight,
Pulling me to its scintillating beauty.
This magical wall makes me crave for my childhood,
Narrating its own story in lyrical style,
The magical wall touches my heart poetically,
Syncing like a rainbow of silent paintings and talkative poems.
This magical wall amazes me about its soulful tree,
Treasuring countless memories of photographs,
The magical wall holds the fallen leaves close to its heart,
Making the birds and the child in me to fly…
“It ain’t about how hard you hit; it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. It’s about how much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done.’
It seems as though every single writer at some point in their life attempts to describe their process through the analogy of boxing. I’m a fighter they say. I’ve been knocked to the ground and picked myself back up again just to get where I am! Oftentimes their stories are inspiring and can in some way be loosely tied into the boxing metaphor, but after a while they can all start to gel together and fall into a state of forget-ability. It’s a great analogy; don’t get me wrong. But ultimately it’s a terrible cliché that we creative folk have forever tarnished. Even as I wrote out the epigraph at the top of…
Have you ever entered into the world of ‘Creative‘ people? Have you ever thought how these creative people think? Well, I’ll take you for a walk into the world of creative people…
STATUTORY WARNING: This is not for those lazy bums who don’t enjoy and appreciate fun, madness and creativity. This is also not for those serious faces who don’t enjoy nature. This is also not for those people who follow the herd blindly.
If you have the patience and sensibility to think like a human being, then read on….
‘Creativity’ is a special talent or skill through which something new, unique and refreshing is created. It’s not blind copying but an art of creating something that is worth enough to talk about!
An enchanting music or song, a haunting poem or painting, a unique photo, a reverberating speech or idea, or anything unique is a wonderful creation by the rare breed called creative minds. These creative minds need a fuel, mood, or an environment to trigger creativity. The catalyst for these creative minds is sheer ‘Madness‘.
Creative people love madness. They love to explore the unknown horizons that others fear to attempt. They break the conventional rules and they are unorthodox. A fluid called ‘Madness‘ runs through their veins to make them different from others.
Creative people view a crazy world through ‘Madness‘. They are able to think out-of-the-box and create magic through their works.
Here are a few quotes about madness and creativity:
“No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.” ― Aristotle
“Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.” ― William Shakespeare, Hamlet
“The creative person is both more primitive and more cultivated, more destructive, a lot madder and a lot saner, than the average person.” — Frank Barron
“It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed” ― Thomas Moore
“Madness is the acme of intelligence.” – Naguib Mahfouz
“Madness need not be all breakdown. It may also be break-through.” — R. D. Laing
“If at first the idea is not totally absurd then there is no hope for it.” — Albert Einstein
“The extreme limit of wisdom–that is what the public calls madness.” — Jean Cocteau
“A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free.” — Nikos Kazantzakis
“Madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.” — The Joker — The Dark Knight
This is the sheer brilliance of madness – it makes an ordinary person ‘Creative‘.
Gathering the chunks of time together from the ground,
Placing the broken chunks on our hands,
Sighed we! Just then,
Blew the villainous wind over the pieces of time,
The fallen victims were the time, you and me,
As the time drifted away from us..
Lying down scattered in distant corners were the time, you and me,
Searching for the broken chunks of time were you and me,
Cried we! Just then,
Struck the cold-blooded lightning on the battered pieces of time,
Broken were the time, you and me,
As the time drifted away from us…
Every child is like a butterfly by heart. Children are the most blissful creation of nature.
And these butterflies are super sensitive like delicate rose petals. If you hold these tiny tots firmly, they will be crushed into broken pieces of painful memories. But if you touch them like a butterfly, they will fly like vibrant butterflies to the colourful meadows of earth.
Childhood days are the nest for these butterflies to flourish. They evolve through various stages of life and finally become the flying butterflies. For their evolution, they need to be fed with pure love, care and goodness.
A mother’s love is equivalent to a mother’s milk. There’s no replacement for this ultra goodness in life. All the proper mentoring and attention given to kids play a vital role in their evolution as a sensible human being.
The actions noticed by kids in their early days are deeply imprinted in their subconscious brain. A fear or agony encountered by children during these days will haunt them throughout their lives. So as parents, we are cautioned! We must raise and touch our children like a butterfly.
Straight down from my heart, To the shaken world and to the aching hearts, To the haunting cries heard from far away, To the sorrowful faces that I haven’t seen, To the broken places where my physical body couldn’t reach, To the needy hands that I couldn’t touch, To the shaken world and to the aching hearts,
Trying to describe the moment of despair felt by two people, Living in two different corners of the world, Trying to describe the silence between the two people, Carrying the burden of shattered memories, Those unsaid words, those broken words…
Trying to visualize the meeting between two people, Looking into their eyes for one last time, Trying to feel the emotions communicated between the two people, Holding their hands for one last time, Those final words, those broken words…
This time, Agatha Christie uses a new approach to reveal the mystery in her 1939 classic ‘The ABC Murders‘. The author makes readers to think differently unlike her other creations.
The logic and methodological deduction technique is put to test here. The final revelation of the murderer surprises the readers. It’s Christie and Poirot who have the last laugh when the novel concludes. The murderer gives Hercule Poirot a hard time testing the detective’s grey cells.
The ABC Murders – fresh and completely out of the box! A new twist to cold-blooded serial killings. Mystery readers will love it. Grab your copy now!
Misery can’t be this worse,
Holding her hands with a feeble touch,
Waiting to hear her trembling voice,
Wiping her tears with no hope of a sunrise,
Waiting to hear her final words,
We saw her taking her last breath,
Left she with those unsaid words…
It takes a lot of courage and immense courage to be different from others. Being different is not only difficult but thinking differently is another hard thing to do. It’s not for the weak-hearted souls.
When you stop following the crowd, it’s the beginning of the change. The change is a welcome freshness to your life. But you have to sustain that change and carry it forward. It’s because there will always be people everywhere to pinpoint your mistakes and demotivate you. And the common crowd think that you are uncool and crazy.
This is where your character is put to test. Let the common crowd speak their mind, you just have to hold on to what you believe in. But if you are shaky here, then all your efforts are fruitless.
Ignore the negative comments and grab the essential ones. Just keep doing what you believe in. It doesn’t matter how long it takes to reach the destination.
Just keep doing what you believe in.
If all the likeminded minds thought the same way, then the world will be a darn boring place to live. All great inventions and extraordinary changes are due to the the people who thought and lived differently.
Dare to be different. Think differently and follow your heart consistently. This is the coolest thing you can do.
In my early 20’s I was sure I had my life all mapped out. By the age of 30 I was going to have made my way to the top of the Alfred Hospital’s Dietetic Department, be well and truly married and about to pop out a baby or two. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that nearing 30 (OK so I am 29 this year) I would be single, unemployed and homeless with all my worldly belongings consolidated to a few boxes here and there scattered across Melbourne. If I had of known I was to become nothing more than a transient wandering the earth I think I would have just put myself out of my misery right there and then. But that is the beauty of life, it takes on you wild adventures you could never have dreamed you would want.
Years before the advent of social networking platforms, we were humble human beings who sent our wishes through the simple POSTCARDS to the people who mattered. These postcards hardly costed a penny. It’s not about the money. But the heart to make the people happy through our words.
I still remember when I was a five-year old, I wrote to my grandma how I missed her and I inquired about her. It made her really happy. When I stopped writing to my grandma, she used to complain to me that why I stopped writing to her. I realized then and even now how much she missed my small postcards of wishes.
Now, coming to our times, postcards are a rarity. But what’s the scarcity in offering the people near us with few positive words. You don’t have to offer them your fortune or materialistic things. But few positive words will serve as the helping hands.
Man is a social animal. You need people and people need you. That’s how the universe works. When you give your ten minutes of your time to someone who needs it badly, it can work wonders for that person.
Few positive words, that’s all you got to give them. You are making someone happy. They will be grateful to you.
Always remember, “Man is a social animal. You need people and people need you”.
As human beings, we tend to be polite to the people in our lives. We tend to make everyone happy. We say ‘Yes’ to most of the things in our life, even though we don’t like a few things.
This is where people go wrong. Even you have your own life, priorities and personal things. When you don’t like something and you are not okay with that. Then if your heart doesn’t allow you to do that thing you dislike, be firm. You can’t make everyone happy and you don’t have to.
Say that you are not okay with this!
Saying ‘No’ is actually a good thing when it matters. So be confident in signalling a ‘No’ when it matters. It actually saves you from a hell of crap!
Listen to your heart! And never allow people to take you for granted! At the same time, stay humble and polite wherever it is required.
I’m humbly sorry for not posting any articles in the last month. During this hibernation, I was spending my time reading other blogs and books, and interacting with people. It was a good time though but I did MISS MY WRITING.
I badly missed my writing. I always love writing. In the last month, I knew how much I missed writing.
I took one month of reading and learning curve that I desperately needed for my writing. I’m happy that I’m back.
So, I’m back again to weave magic with my writings…
I’m feeling happy that my blog is reaching readers. I’m happy that people are able to connect with my writings. I’m happy that I’m trying hard to write more and better. I’m happy that I will create more magic through my writings.
Thank you everyone for your kind support and believing in me and my writing. I will write better in 2015 and the years ahead.
“There are too many of us and we are all too far apart.” ― Kurt Vonnegut
I’m writing these words knowing that people from all over the world are going to read them. People of all ages, ethnic and cultural backgrounds, of different religious beliefs. Most of them, I’ll never get a chance to meet. Most of them, I don’t know how they look like, what’s the thing they want most in this world, or what is it that they’re afraid of… most of them are perfect strangers to me.
Yet, simply by writing these words with these strangers in my mind, having the certainty that my words will reach them, they become a little bit more than strangers. They become human beings, just like myself, and that is one of life’s greatest achievements.
‘Mother‘ – A dictionary is not enough to explain the meaning of this word. Even I’m not the right person to explain the meaning of the word ‘Mother’.
But there are a few who can provide the best description for ‘Mother’. And they are none other than:
the ones who haven’t seen their mother,
the ones who haven’t spoke to their mother,
the ones who have never opened their heart to their mother.
I was touched when I read it somewhere that a little girl who hasn’t seen her mother ever, drew a picture of a mother and slept on the picture. She consoled herself by thinking that the lady in the picture is her mother. That’s how the girl slept.
There are a few feelings that cannot be explained that easily. One of those feelings is the ‘Mother’.
Her voice resonates like a buzzing bee,
Her voice reaches my ears and plays with its lullaby,
Her voice makes me smile as she hums those enchanting words,
And I’m living a dream as she speaks like a lifting breeze…
Came the rain drizzling into our lives, Stood we, drenching in the rain of our lives, Holding ours hands, we listened to the heartbeats of the raindrops, Stood we, looking at our eyes through the melting raindrops…
I’m writing this post for the people who are stuck up and screwed up with their lives. This article could be of some help for these people who are clueless about their feelings and decisions. If you are one of them, please read on…
I’m just a stranger, I’m just a well-wisher and I’m just a friend who could help you in finding your solution, at least a path to your problems. The problem is with your mindset.
The fix for your problem is there in your head. Just take a leap of breath and open your eyes with a hope.
For the people who are hiding their feelings for someone and hesitant to open up. The only solution for this problem is to open up and speak out your mind. Go, ping, call, whistle, knock the door, text or do whatever you want. Just tell them what you really want to tell them. It doesn’t matter what the outcome is! If something is bothering you for so long, just let them know what it is. It is the only way you can deal with it. Don’t stop! Go ahead…
For the people who don’t know what to do with their career. If one profession is not providing you the money or happiness that you want, despite your efforts. Just think differently. Stop what you have been doing. Do it the other way. Find your other skill set or passion that will be the route to your happiness and success. It is in you. You were looking for it in the wrong places. Just have a reanalysis of your brain and heart. You have the answer inside you. Don’t stop! Go ahead…
For the people who are stuck up with a fear of losing or fear of fate. If you are worried about the fear of failure and fate, just dump the fear. The fear will take you nowhere. The only solution for this fear is to kill the fear by doing the things that you fear to do. Never care about what will be the outcome. If you feel you need to do this, just do it. Don’t stop! Go ahead…
Gazing at the walls of time like a tireless dreamer,
Hanging on the ropes of silence without winking,
Staring at the changing shades of clouds like a restless observer,
Looking at the teasing moon in uncertainty,
The chains of the long wait dragged itself sprinkling silence…
There are people who hide their love within and speak through silence and their eyes. And there are people who share their bedtime love stories and fights on Facebook and Twitter to flood social media.
There are also people who share a slice of bread happily and live their life in harmony. And there are also people who help the helpless and live their life unconditionally.
Yet life balances this parallel world of materialism and humanity. Life goes on…
This world a wave pushing me
In and out
Riptide tugging here then there
I float to escape into the horizon
To chart the course
The sun shines like razors
Flashing into eyes
Reflected off of life
And into the soul
I reach out for land
Hands and knees pulling myself towards higher ground
Need to see the whole of it all
Not just one grain of sand
Under my nail.
The perfect shell tumbles along
Caught in the froth of a wave,
Gifts from the sea rolling
Come, see about me it calls
As legs move it along just out of reach.
I follow along the tiny prints digging into earth
Leaving zigzag marks as it skitters along,
It leads me to the grass
And I climb the dune to battered fences
And there before me a hundred perfect shells, Shades…
When you hold the masterpiece of Agatha Christie‘s And Then There Were None, you feel the thrill and suspense at its peak. ‘And Then There Were None‘ is unarguably the world’s best-selling mystery novel with 100 million sales recorded so far.
Christie has pulled this off in style, where the identity of the murderer is the toughest foil to crack. Clean narration and writing brings the story come alive in the most unexpected way.
If you haven’t yet read ‘And Then There Were None‘, grab the book from the stores immediately.
Agatha Christie rolls the dice in her own trademark style of suspense and twists. A compelling read!