The world 'is' because 'I' feel it!

A moment with thyself, a moment to peep into one's soul; Is therapeutic and a want that indeed grows. A glass of wine in a lonely night, a quiet room and some space to gaze in the past. Relaxing and unwinding - to peep into the moments and reliving your life! Reminiscing the good old days- time spent with friends, contemplating with ones' self. The challenges you faced bravely- the battles you fought with fear.  Flashback of memories hovering in your mind, bringing to light the glimpses of your life. The hustle-bustle, the duties and responsibilities makes you miss some important facets. Just need sometime with myself to relive and cherish what I had! Being alone to think deeply and talk with myself, is a luxury which is long lost. A space to feel oneself, a moment to celebrate the life well spent. Cherishing and celebrating own self without the consent of others is something which is hard to cater to and just requires time with self and a space to cal

Sometimes you forget who you are and what you are made of. You forget what you have done and what motivates you. Lost within the contours of the worldly engagements, is the  faded voice which triggered you. With the broaden horizons and rolling time your inspiration gets lost and now who will inspire you? A light conversation with a dear one, helps resurrect the deeds you performed and things come  back to you. Those unexpected words of encouragements, galvanise the redundancy in you. You may have lost your sheen, but your deeds always speak for you. There are times when we forget what we have got, but have people who stand by you and make you remember what all can you do. Everyone has lows in life, but fortunate are the few who have pillars of strengths showing them the forgotten image of self, which defined YOU. This Friendships' Day I dedicate the poem to my closest pal Pallavi Mishra who helped me bring bring back my inspiration! 

When your inside is troubled, you just work on the superficial glow. Showing the good image, you just try to steal the show. Depicting whats not wrong, you try and please them all. Not figuring out what's wrong within, you just believe its all strong. Faking to your close ones, you just try and stop being true to yourself. The given image of the society engulfs you and you fear to take cognizance of what's going wrong. The shackles of denial possess you to curb and figure the things going wrong, you stop being yourself and confronting your fears- to just prove to others how happy you stand tall.

Lost in the new phase, you put on a new hat. Consumed in the work and new profile, you just forget the old times. The friends, the fights, the travels, the workload.... The adventures that you have undertaken, are something you have outgrown.   Craving to exercise the regime of the old times. You just think to figure out ways to do things that defined you well and fine. Stealing sometime you peep into your facebook profile and suddenly you find your whole world in front of your eyes. The beauty of your old friendships sparkling like the perfect wine. A trail of memories flashing before your eyes. You wait and hold your breath, reliving what has gone. Just can't thank enough for the alone time you get, to cherish it all!