A note to self - Part 1

Unless it is a life or death kind of a situation, there is no ‘real’ dilemma in life. As long as you know that there is a fair amount of foreseeable healthy life left in you, it’s all about the choices you make - hope versus despair, mind versus matter, logic versus instinct. It’s about the fact that most times you are so scared to remain stuck in your present and so uncertain about your future that you would rather go back into the past and try and find things that you could probably fix. What you forget is that the past is gone and that it’s never coming back. So the only chance that you have for a life is to let go and look forward into the future. And have faith. And live the life left in you. Because at the end of the day, the goal is not to lead an easy life, but that which is worth living.

Gum

Ab waapis mat bula ke is baar ghaav gehra hai,

Dard hai aur ye dard is baar thehra hai.

Badi mushkil se hosh sambhla hai aaj par,

Pukar ke mera naam, mujhe behisaab na kar.

Ab waapis mat bula ke is baar nahi aayenge,

Gumnami main hi kahin gum ho jayenge.

Find out.

Will she let your fingers trace her mouth,

Will her spine shudder at your touch,

Will she look at you like she has waited for years,

Will she say those words out loud.

Will you hold her like she’s made of feathers,

Will you soak her up in your eyes,

Will you sweep her away,

From her world into yours.

Will she know that you have missed her,

Will she know she belongs,

Will you know for sure, without a doubt,

Come on love, wont you just find out?

Lagged.

It’s a lag.

But perfectly correlated.

You run, I hide; you hide, I run.

And so we never find each other.

In a parallel universe,

Where the timing isn’t so perfect,

You will find me,

And we could both hide forever.