People are beautiful..!

The amount of goodness in the world never ceases to amaze me. I’ve been binge watching a string of documentaries on Netflix. Documentaries on people’s passion for food, on how a little boy harnessed the electricity out of wind in the ruins of Africa, on how stoic heroism of few people has helped the human civilization evolve and many many more genres. One striking learning that I’ve received from all of this is that PEOPLE ARE BEAUTIFUL!

Everyone has a story to tell, everyone had a story which made them what they are today and everyone wants to create their own story for tomorrow. Now, we are in a society in which everyone is a judge of every other person around them. That is alright! It’s just a perspective. But, what’s not right is to judge a person without knowing what they have been through and what they actually are made of. Why can’t people take a pause, make a conversation and then judge the person based on facts and figures. I very well believe that this makes our environment much more pleasant that what it is.

People generally blast off sporting personalities for not living up to their expectations. Come on! you are mere audience and they are where they are because of a lot of hard work that they’ve put in. I’m no hero. I was un-apologetically trolling few athletes whenever they didn’t perform for a long time. But, I’ve changed. Changed after I got to know more about them and what kind of hardship, meticulous grit and courage they had to  put in to reach where they are. They play, they win and the fail. Yes, they are supposed to do so, not just because they are sportsmen/women but more importantly they are human too!

If an adult is out of job, if a woman is not married, if an adult male doesn’t know how to drive, why the fuck is it a point of gossip for people! If you can help them then please do. If you cannot then move along, You don’t get even an iota of a right to judge them and label them to be unfit for this society. I bet, the moment anyone does that they themselves become unfit, not only for the society but to be a human too! If you being a human can’t understand the pain and story of your fellow human, you can just move to mars and wait for the imaginary perfect martians to give you company.

We need to start appreciating the beauty around us. As long as a person doesn’t willingly hurt anyone, we should always consider the fact that this person is righteous, this person has a story and this person could be my friend. Let’s make this world a better place!

 

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No hurry at all!!

Alcohol kills slowly! But fuck yeah, who’s in a hurry? – an alcoholic!

I ain’t raising my glass!

Tonight I drink.

I drink until I forget,

I drink until I live.

Until the very last drop,

No I would not even consider to stop.

 

One glass at a time,

Maybe a bottle at once ?

Let my stomach drown in the bitterness,

Let my brain stop being mine,

Let the booze flow in my veins,

Tonight I forget.

 

I forget all the past,

I forget what the future holds,

Right now I drink.

I drink for myself,

Selfishly all to myself,

Oh, I deserve every bit of this.

 

The doc said not to,

My parents said not to,

Yet I want to.

This is what I want,

And for once I will take what I want.

 

Yes, I drink tonight,

Without any hint of the slightest fright,

Fuck my conscience! let it take its flight,

Tonight there wont be any light.

I’ll savor every bit of it,

Tonight I strengthen my grit.

 

I ain’t saying cheers,

I ain’t sharing with my peers,

This is all mine,

Let there be no boundary line.

Tonight I finish it all,

Let my soul take its deepest fall.

TONIGHT I DRINK!

 

 

 

The Swollen Vocal Chords

48 hours. It has been 48 effing hours that I spoke two full sentences. The problem – swollen vocal cords. I cannot utter a single word without going hoarse in the end. And what caused the problem ? Throat infection and of course my very bad drinking habits.

Absolute voice rest was suggested by my doctor and also a strict caution that I might loose my voice if I didn’t do so. But these 48 hours have been the most treacherous and yet at the same time the most well spent time that I had in a long time. 48 hours of self introspection, learning and of course with a few daily dosages of writhing pain deep in the heart ( not another medical condition though ).

The Cruel World..

In a world which cared for its own,

He cared for others, the selfish and the lone.

In a world which mauled the weak,

He brought strength and helped them speak.

But, was there any one to care for Him ?

Anyone to share his sorrows or his whim ?

A Curse!

 

Unspoken words and untraveled roads,

Fill my life,  with a grief worth loads.

Living through the day and weeping through the night,

I drank too much, Oh, not even that can save me from this plight.

The tiny little bird!

(image courtesy: Google)

There was a bird, so very little,

In its nest away from a world so very brittle.

It had its mother, it had its father,

No trouble, no fear, nothing to bother.