Skip to main content

In the shadow of Blue Sky

A few days ago I was traveling in the bus and I was at the window seat. Fallen deeply in my thoughts I was thinking about my life.

How everything suddenly turned out to be something that I never imagined it to be. "I was among the good students in the college. My degree was good enough. My knowledge was good enough. I didn't lack the confidence or passion. I am a good person, so why me. I am trying so hard yet I can't get what I want, Why God why me ?", this is all my mind was full of.

 It was time of winter, I think last of December somewhere near new year and the weather was misty. The bus was not passing by a small town, I was looking out side the window with unfocused eyes. And Suddenly I was wide awake.

 There were a few people, sleeping on the footpath near the road, may be they were some poor people, may be labors who work hard everyday to earn little amount of money so that they can eat and feed their family. Seeing this a few lines were created in my mind.

 Why you created this world oh lord ?,
if you did so, why were humans made ?
no matters how much we try,
can we never defeat the fate ?

 Are we not a part of your own self,
so why we have to undergo all this pain?,
everyone is trying hard to win,
is there anything they will gain ?

 oh god please bless every soul,
as it is a part of thee,
i know we are one,
just you and me.

 We often think we are unlucky, we did not have this and that, But do we ever think what we have, do we ever appreciate what we have got from the One Almighty, who dwell in every particle. We see and complain for what we don't have, Do we care for those who sleeps "In the shadow of Blue Sky".

All I did not got was a perfect job, a perfect life. But Think If I have a perfect life, so would I have any adventure left in my life. How would there be a new day, every morning. Would I ever care to understand what other feels like ?

This whole world is fighting for survival, but with my experience all I can say is, everyday is new, we loose and we gain every day.

If you feel bad about loosing anything, think about those who are never ever have got this.
If you have a roof to live under,
If you have food to eat,
If you have friends,
If you have family,
If you have faith in god,

If you want to complain, than complain about injustice around you, complain about hatred, complain if you don't love.

Remember that, you are one lucky person, Thank God for every new day in your life.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

World outside the window

  Sitting near the window of my hotel room, I could see the full moon shining bright in the cold mountain night. Must be around 10 or 11 degrees. I could feel the light breeze on my face. Just looking outside the window, it was beautiful, even in the night.  A silent full moon night high up in mountains could be so beautiful and soothing. I felt like my mind was empty of all thoughts. Like naturally meditating with eyes wide open and looking out into silhouette of huge mountains, like staring into wast spread of nothingness.  I could see tiny lights twinkling on small buildings spread across the small town near Shimla, India. Sometimes when i came to senses, a sudden flood of thoughts streaming through the brain. How much we(humans) have progressed. How much nature had paid for our actions. Constantly digging the heart of mountain to make clearings for agriculture and buildings. Yet, nature is forgiving and let us be in peace.  Peace, which is perhaps pet word of my ...
3 comments
Read more

Death is NOT the END

It wasn’t a fine day; in fact I think no day could be fine without her in my life. I was missing her so much. Since we separated, my life was nearly finished. I had no will left to live. Everything seemed so tough and harsh. All I was left with, was a broken heart full of hatred . I hated almost everything which seemed so beautiful when we were together. I was thinking about her as usual. Its been two full months since we stopped talking. I was dying to hear her voice to see her name on screen of my cell-phone. But it was   nothing but a waste. “How could you not stop thinking about her?” I said to myself. Because I was all alone without her, only she could understand me, only she knows me well. But now what? I was talking to myself in loneliness. Even this was not very usual. I used to keep away from everyone. I didn’t like to talk or laugh anymore. It all reminds me of time which I spent with her. “She wants you to be happy. Can’t you give yourself a break.”...
2 comments
Read more

a Big Life in a Small Room

In a small town in a small room a boy sitting in front of Computer. The the room is only 9 X 5'8 feet only, so small for even that boy so that if he try to sleep straight he could not because the height of the boy is 5'10 feet. In that small room there are so many things A computer on a small size table which is just sufficient for the monitor and CPU only, a sufficient size bed two chairs a table fan two small size table on two sides of the bed one in the west-south corner of the room on which the books are placed which he usually read. and the second on the opposite corner on which some water bottle and a small pen-box in which there are 8 to 10 pens but none of them is in working condition. Just in north of the south-east table the computer table is placed and in the continuous direction a book self on which some old books are placed on the top of that book-self a small glass-bottle with a water plant is placed. above all this on some 4 feet from the ground an old wi...
1 comment
Read more