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THE ART OF ACCEPTANCE..

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  LIFE SOMETIMES GETS SO HARD.... ACCEPTING THE THINGS IS ONLY WHAT YOU CAN DO AND IT IS THE ONLY WAY ONE CAN BE AT PEACE .. AS I MOVE FURTHER ON THE ROAD OF LIFE I ACCEPT THE FACT THAT THINGS NOT ALWAYS GO AS YOU PLAN THEM . SO ACCEPTING WHAT LIFE BRINGS TO YOU SEEMS NICE DECISION BUT WHAT IF YOU BECOME SO COMFORTABLE ACCEPTING THE FAILURES THAT YOU EVENTUALLY FORGET THE URGE INSIDE YOU TO WIN ... SO TO ME THE ART OF ACCEPTANCE SEEMS NICE AND NOT SO NICE TOO ... MAYBE IT HAS DUAL NATURE.. WHAT DO YOU THINK ? TELL ME IN COMMENTS... THE ART OF ACCEPTANCE...... The child inside me is no longer alive , maybe the soul has learnt how to survive..... Pink is no longer my favourite colour, Favourites have been lost in thunder.... The art to survive in bare minimum, Has made me change my life curriculum.... The things which were meant to happen, didn't even find the sojourn... The prodigious dreams are somewhere still alive, but the acceptance has taught soul how to survive... The innocenc...

ON THIS INDEPENDENCE DAY....

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 CELEBRATING 78th INDEPENDENCE DAY SEEMS IRRELEVANT. AND SHAME ON THIS SOCIETY TO THINK THAT INDEPENDENCE MEANS BEING FREE FROM DICTATORSHIP...WHAT ABOUT THE INDEPENDENCE TO FEEL SAFE IN YOUR OWN NATION? WHAT ABOUT FEELING SECURE IN YOUR WORKSPACE? I FEEL SHAME TO BE PART OF THIS SOCIETY WHERE THEY TEACH THIER DAUGHTERS TO MAKE SURE THEY ARE SAFE INSTEAD OF TEACHING THEIR SONS TO RESPECT WOMEN... FROM A NEW BORN BABY GIRL TO THE DEAD OLD LADY NO ONE FEELS SAFE. WHAT A SHAME THAT EVEN DEATH CANNOT MAKE YOU FREE ? LIKE SERIOUSLY?  "AAJ TIRANGA LEHRA RHI BACHI..  AAZADI KA JASHAN BNNA RHI BACHI..  KHUD KO AAZAD HINDUSTAN KA NAGRIK MAAN RHI BACHI..  KHUD KO SURAKSHIT SAMJHATI BACHI..  BATAYE USSE KOI AAZADI SIRF SCHOOL KE JASHAN TAK HI SACHI...  ISS DESH MAI AAJ BHI AAZAD NHI NARI.."   Mahira singh

IT WAS HER FAULT??

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  THE RECENT CASE IN WEST BENGAL IS SO HEARTBREAKING..NO ONE DESERVES THIS AND IN RETURN TO SERVE FOR THIS NATION?IN RETURN FOR HOPING TO SAVE LIVES? THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME.. WHY THE THINGS LIKE THESE HAVE NOT STOPPED TILL NOW... THE ACCUSED  DONOT EVEN DESERVED TO BE KILLED ON THE SAME LAND.. HOPEFULLY JUSTICE WILL PREVAIL.. IT WAS HER FAULT? IT WAS HER FAULT TO BELIEVE SHE WAS SAFE SOME PEOPLE SAY IT WAS HER FATE....? IT WAS HER FAULT TO STEP OUT OF HOME? IT WAS HER FAULT TO THINK OF FREEDOM? IT WAS HER FAULT TO HOPE FOR A SAFE LIFE? IT WAS HER FAULT TO THINK OF HELPING OTHERS? IT WAS HER FAULT THAT SHE WAS NOT PHYSICALLY STRONG TO PROTECT HERSELF? HE /THEY ARE NOT AT FAULT? MAYBE THEY WERE NEVER BEEN TAUGHT? AND IT WAS ALL HER FAULT ? THE ONLY FAULT I SEE IS BEING BORN IN THIS NATION WHERE ACCUSED ARE ROAMING FREE..                       - MAHIRA

JAANE KAB VOH LAHZA GUZAR GYA..

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I GUESS I AM SUCH AN OLD SCHOOL PERSON WHEN MY PARENTS TELL ME ABOUT THEIR TEEN LIFE OR COLLEGE TIMES OR THE OCCASIONS WITH FAMILY GATHERINGS  THAT SOUNDS SO FASCINATING.  I DO UNDERSTAND IN ORDER TO BECOME A DEVELOPED COUNTRY WE NEED TECHNOLOGY BUT IS IT IMPORTANT TO FORGET OUR ROOTS? IT IS SAID TH AT"THOUGH A TREE GROWS SO HIGH THE FALLING LEAVES RETURNS TO THE ROOTS"   so here is the piece of my writing where I tried to represent my thoughts about this situation..                                  JAANE KAB VOH LAHZA GUZAR GYA?..... JAANE KAB VOH LAHZA GUZAR GYA JO AAJ TASVEERO MAI REH GYA... JAANE KAB PATR MOBILE MESSAGES MAI BADAL GYE? JAANE KAB MAIDAN SMART PHONE MAI AA GYE? JAANE KAB VOH LAHZA GUZAR GYA... VIGYAN NE DUR BAITHE APNO KA DEEDAR TOH KARVA DIYA, MAGAR GHAR KE APNO SE MASAAFAT BHI BADHA DI.. VIGYAN NE  LOGON KA VAKT TOH BACHA LIYA, MAGAR ANGENAT KO BEGHAR BHI  K...

TO MY DREAMS...

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  AS A CHILD WE EXPLORE QUITE A LOT OF THINGS..AND AS A CHILD WE SEE THIS NOT SO SIMPLE WORLD AS NOT AT ALL COMPLICATED THING. WE FEEL WE ARE THE MAIN CHARACTER BUT AS GROWING OLD WE LEARN THAT EVERYTHING IS NOT ABOUT YOU.AND SOMETIMES ACCEPTING IT OR YOU CAN SAY THE TRANSFORMATION FROM THE DELUSIONAL WORLD TO THE REAL WORLD IS HARD. WHEN I WAS A CHILD I DREAMT OF MANY THINGS ABOUT THE LIFE I WANNA LIVE SO HERE IS TO ALL THE DREAMS THAT ONCE HAD OR MAYBE ALWAYS HAVE A PLACE IN MY HEART....  TO MY DREAMS I saw you when I was a child, I worked for you when I was a teen, I will live you when I will be an adult. SOME of you couldn't make it to my way, but I still will figure out somehow your stay. I may not be the perfect one to live you today, but I am worth to see you coming my way. AS A CHILD,  I saw many of you AS A TEEN, I worked for a few of you. AS AN ADULT, I may loose many of you. BUT TO ALL MY DREAMS I have not stop working for you, THE little girl in me still sees ...

DEAR 28 YEARS OLD ME...

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              JUST A PIECE OF WRITING FROM AN 18 YEARS OLD TO AN 28 YEARS OLD SELF..                                                             DEAR 28 YEARS OLD ME... I HOPE WE HAVE REACHED THERE.. HOPE THE WORLD IS STILL GREEN.. HOPE THE SKY STILL SEEMS BLUE.. HOPE THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE IS STILL THE SAME, THE CHILD INSIDE YOU STILL LIKES TO PLAY.. HOPE THE WORLD HAS BECAME A BETTER PLACE, THE DEVILS NO WHERE LIVE IN THAT PHASE.. HOPE DESTITUTES HAVE FOUND THE ROOF, EDUCATIONS IMPORTANCE HAS BEEN PROVED.. HOPE YOU ARE LIVING THE WAY YOU WANTED .. HOPE THE INNOCENCE HAS NOT LOST IN URGE WIN.. HOPE THE TOUGH TIMES YOU FACED NOT MADE YOU BURN, HOPE YOU STILL LIKE TO LEARN.. HOPE LIFE HAD NOT TAUGHT YOU THE LESSONS YOU WERE TOO YOUNG TO SING.. HOPE THE DEVELOPING COUNTRY HAS BEEN DEVELOPED, HOPE GIRLS...

IT CAME LIKE ..

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IT CAME LIKE... signifies the time of covid where many people lost someone very close to them.The absence of those who left us hurts. I tried to put all of this in this writing. Loosing someone very close to you is really painful. But maybe those who left us are watching us somewhere and its our duty to make them feel proud.. Or maybe this is the only way we can feel like they never left... IT CAME LIKE.. It came like storm and left nothing...                                                    Even if a little is left it is like a puzzle where major parts have gone missing... No one expected it and doubted its potential..                                            We were wrong , I was wrong.                ...

JEE LE ZARA ... KHUD SE PYAAR KARLE ZARA!

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  HEY READER👋                                        This piece of my writings is really close to my heart. I AM SURE everyone once in their life comes to the stage where they start hating themselves . And what could be the worst feeling then not to feel loved by yourself. I do feel self love is one of the important factors in order to have happily ever after I guess .SO this piece which I wrote in Hindi signifies how we forget to be ourselves in order to make others happy. I hope you like this :     JEE LEE ZARA... KHUD SE PYAAR KARLE ZARA.. AISA KYA HUA KI TUMNE KHUD KO KHO DIYA? AISA KYA HUA KI KHUD SE MUH PHEER LIYA? DUSRO KO KHUSH KARTE KARTE KHUD KI KHUSHI BHUL GYE.. DUNIYA KI RACE MAI BHAGTE BHAGTE APNE PEECHE CHOD AAYE.. SABHI KE LIYE WAQT NIKALTE NIKALTE,  KHUD KO WAQT DENA BHUL GYE... BADI BADI KHUSHIYON KE PEECHE BHAGTE BHAGTE , CHOTE CHOTE PAL KI KHUSHIYAN...

WHILE I THINK...

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WHILE I THINK... While I think,  I think of my achievements ,which may be are way less or way more depending on the way I see it.. I think of people who are or were in my life, with whom I  felt peace, love and warmth and then those whose expectations I couldn't  fulfill and here I am left with guilt and regrets... I think of others who had achieved a lot for my soul to bear.. but maybe not much for their souls to be glad.. I think of perfection, oh! I fail miserably here...BUT we had heard perfection doesn't exist then why they want me to be perfect? I think of success which has obviously different defination  for all  , for one it maybe to have an amazing life ahead with family and for one it may never be achieved because maybe you stop growing once you feel firm.. I think of things my younger self wanted , and here I am maybe disappointing that young girl who thought she could do it all ... BUT HEY YOU! I AM NOT GOING TO LOOSE HOPE ! MAHIRA SINGH😄

VOH KAB BADI HO GYI...

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  VOH KAB BADI HOGYI.... JIN AANKHON MAI KABHI SHARARAT HUA KARTI THI, AAJ UNME YEH AANSU KAISE? JO KABHI BEPARVAAH HUA KARTI THI, AAJ YEH HAR CHEEZ KI PARVAAH KAISI? JISNE KABHI ANDHERA NA DEKHA,  AAJ DHUNDHTI HAI ISS ANDHEERE MAI KHUSHI! JISNE KABHI AKELAPAN NA DEKHA, TOH AAJ ISS BHEED MAI AKELEPAN KI TALASH KAISI? KAISE GIRTE GIRTE SAMBHLNA VOH SEEKH GYI,  KAISE ROTE ROTE HASNA VOH SEEKH GYI!   PTA NA CHALA,     VOH KAB BADI HOGYI....           MAHIRA SINGH

MATURIY : SOMETHING WHICH DOESN'T COME WITH AGE

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      MATURITY Those laughs in sorrow  That smile in pain That pretend in sadness is what which made you mature, That acceptance in unwillingness  That silence in noise That drought in rain  is what made you mature  or may be a better human,   A BETTER HUMAN.....                                                                  MAHIRA SINGH

CHILDHOOD : WASN'T IT GOLDEN?

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  CHILDHOOD : WASN'T IT GOLDEN?                            Cloying like clown Gleam like diamond        felt like rain ,even if drought   felt like win ,even if lost felt ensure ,even if  insecure felt like to live in a storey ,even if it was a story. what was it? wasn't it golden? Those days of not being afraid of getting wet.. not being afraid of loosing.. not to care about doing the stupidest thing in the world. That unwillingness to end the game, that innocence of childhood. what was it? wasn't it golden? not to worry about anything , felt right on everything, THE ONLY REASON TO BE ALIVE WAS BEING HAPPY 😃 what was it? wasn't it golden?                                                                       ...

A GIRL FROM A SMALL CITY..

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                                        A GIRL FROM A SMALL CITY HOW was she back then? and what has she became now?                              A girl from a small city was not at all witty. JUST like everyone else she had came to achieve something... but she didn't know even though the sky and moon are same in both cities but the difference between both is unexplained . That was like the comfort place, with warmth ,the feeling of being safe, THE HOME NOT HOUSE. THOUGH  almost everything is same here but something is missing.... maybe it was the peace which was with her when she was all by herself... NOT to be pretending what others wanted her to be. AND yet everything is same  everyone here seems happy within themselves but inside all of them are may be broken . SHE who hasn't experienced thi...