Battle

Morning sun peeks through the blinds
And the battle starts..
Battle with the mirror
concealing the scars,
a vain attempt to tame hair
“god why did u mess up, 
was it so difficult for you to create something pretty? ”
mirror: 1, me:0 ;
And the struggle is not yet over
Putting on a fake smile,
Not giving any signs of losing the previous battle,
trying to fit in, getting through another day without making a fool of mine
Still ending up in misery..
School:1, me:0;
Taking it all out on the only people who care
And then blaming them for not understanding..
Family:1, me:0;
Enough for the day! Cant fight anymore..
Lying on the bed , 
As they say it gets better down the road,
tomorrow is going to be a new day,
won’t lose tomorrow .
Sleep takes over
Sleep:1, me:0;
Sun peeks through the window and  it’s the same sun as it was yesterday..

Total no. of battles lost: 6799717973088856855
and still counting…

– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

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Chase

In chasing all the possible flowers for my garden,
I forgot to sniff any of their scents.

In chasing one milestone after another,
forgot to stop running and admire the beauty of the pathway.

In chasing all the moments of life,
forgot to savor that one moment.

In chasing those big things,
forgot to be grateful for little things.

That never ending chase!

In the chase to not miss anything, missed out on everything…

Chasing life, I remembered to inhale and exhale,

But, forgot  to breathe, just BREATHE. 

-Gir!gettingthrough!ife

Drowning..

Did you ever feel like you were drowning? 

That sinking feeling! 

It may not necessarily come when you are alone, 

It even haunts when you are surrounded by a bunch of people. 

Your head buzzing with all those noises,

But no voice brings you back to the SURFACE… 

Remote Control

How I wish life had a remote control..

Pausing and playing whenever I want,

Fast forwarding through bad times, 

Rewinding to correct mistakes made in the past,  

Recording the moments I want to relive again and again..

 Turning up the brightness when it is immersed in dark, 

Muting whenver the noises are too loud to hear,

And finally, to Power-off when it’s all too much to bear..

– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

Switch-off

I switched-off the button,
and all the feelings left.
They left as if they were never there.
They left without much fuss.
And I was proud,
I was proud to have such control over them.
They now reside in a grave deep buried,
Where there reach no daylight or soul of night.

Except for when they left, created a void in me,
Vacuum perhaps,
leaving me completely blank and numb.

Now everyone is either not good enough,
or too good.
Small or too tall.
Ugly or too handsome.
Imperfect or just too perfect.

Unwilling to move on.
Can’t bring the brain to switch-on the button again
But the heart, it still clinges onto you..

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– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

Changing equations..

The people around whom my whole world revolved once, are strangers today.
The people I once cried with, today even their smiles don’t reach their eyes.
The people who promised so much, forgot their vows.
The people who used to meet with warmth, seems so cold today..
Those with whom I used to see eye to eye on everything, today we can’t find any common grounds.

I guess this is how life is.. People are meant to change, equations are meant to differ.
Maybe I just wasn’t as ready as them, for this change and it took me some getting used to.
But what really surprised me was,

how surely they left, how effortlessly they adapted to it,
How easily they grew apart while i was still stuck finding the roots..

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– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

Forgotten feelings

I forgot the way it used to feel,
when rainbow glistened over the drops.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when wind blew over the mustard crops.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when dreams and reality were the same.
I forgot the way all this had an effect on me,
And I don’t even know who is to blame..

I forgot the way it used to feel,
when radio played my favorite song.
I forgot the way it used to feel ,
when nothing was too wrong.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when someone’s laughter made me smile,
I forgot the way these little things used to feel,
As if nothing did happen in a long while.

I forgot the way it used to feel,
when those stories in novel took shape in my mind.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when the bells from far melodiously chimed.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when the sensations actually could work.
I forgot the way it used to feel,
when i had in me some twist and quirk.

Those glimpses which used to drive the nerves cold,
the times when smile was difficult to hold.
I forgot it all!
It all now seems alien to me..

– Gir!gettingthrough!ife

Barbie doll

As a kid, she wanted to be like her barbie doll. Having long hair, pretty eyes and hourglass figure was her dream.
She wished someday she will also find her prince charming who would take her away to a magical land where there is only flowers and no sorrows..
She grew up beautifully to steal a few hearts,
Now they see her as an object, a walking robot which can not dream or fly,
And her heart is torn apart by some evil king.
Here she lies on the floor like a broken doll, there is no such thing as magic she thought, when she looked up her barbie staring back at her wide-eyed through the glass,
She wanted to be like her when she was small,
but she didn’t knew that she will also be played like a lifeless doll..

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– Gir!gettingthrough!ife