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This one's a MERGER of 2 of my pieces... 

There’s more to life than you ever think

There’s more to see than what you’ve seen

So many times you think it’s all you ever could

But sadly enough that’s really not true...

Less is what you experience

More is what is in store

It might all seem bizarre and unknown

But behind all this pandemonium lies it really

A problem is more like a bubble which can burst anytime

It’s frivolously dangerous, like it’s knowingly unknown.

Here yet not there

There but where

Where is it so near?

 There, its right here

Here yet not dear

Cheer you’re here

Fear all my dears

Queer?? all you mere

Just some times..

Isn't it just sometimes when you don't have any more words...
But the purpose of those words is what??

Isn't it just sometimes when you seek for so many answers...
But the questions are what??

Isn't it sometimes when you run away from noise...
But the running is for what??

Isn't it sometimes when you want to get away from everybody...
But then getting to what??

Isn't it sometimes when the journey never seems to end....
But your destination is what??

Isn't it sometimes when you get totally blank...
But then you are left with what??

Isn't is sometimes that the conclusions are too many...
But the problems are what??

Its probably those times when you just like Brutus are clouded..

Its probably those times when you just like Brutus have too much on your mind..

Its probably those times when you just like Brutus are fighting with your own thought..

Its probably those times when you just like Brutus don't know what to chose..

Times that you know..

Or times that you want to know..

Times that will occur..

Or times that might simply reoccur..

Times that you desire for..

Or times that you don't..

Times are time that will remain a time, will occur in time or have occurred in time!!

Hypocisy yet again...

Today morning while watching news which is a rarity in my case I got to know of something the various IPL (Indian Premier Leagues) imitations. And truly I was disgusted, because I experienced diplomacy / hypocrisy yet again.

As if IPL was not enough to divide us into states. We have now started state premiere leagues some of them being Jharkhand Premier League (JPL), Karnataka Premiere League (KPL), Orissa Premiere League(OPL), etc. Are we not ashamed of ourselves? Isn't this getting too much? Shouldn't we unite and talk about us as a country and not as states, religion, castes, colour, sex and many more.

We want to eradicate the division or bias from our system but we day by day keep adding more and more to the existing list. Is this EVER going to end? Will there be a day apart from winning the World Cup when we will unite as Indians?

In search of answers....

Harveen Narula 

A Day..

Someday..

Everyday..

Today..

Maybe the next day..

But a day..??

Only a day??

Among the days..

Something more than the day..

An unknown day..

Or maybe a known day..

A new day..

Or an old day..

A day to say

Or a day to listen..

Maybe to take..

Maybe to be given..

The day may come..

The day might have gone..

But its JUST a day!

Live the day..

Earn the day..

Smile today..

Smile everyday..

This is the day..your day.. yet my day..!!

Photo Courtesy: Ashish Chandra (first rays of the rising sun..A NEW DAY), for more please visit http://aasheeshchandra.blogspot.com/ 

ਇਕ ਫਰਿਆਦ....

Photo courtesy Google Images

ਜਦੋਂ ਵੇਖਿਆ ਤਾਂ ਦਿਸਦਾ ਨਹੀ 

ਜਦੋਂ ਪੁਛਿਆ ਤਾਂ ਦਸਿਆ ਨਹੀ

ਕਹਿੰਦੇ ਹੈ ਕੀ ਸਾਡੀ ਗਲਤੀ ਸਾਰੀ

ਮੰਨ ਕੇ ਵੀ ਮੰਨੀ ਨਹੀ ਤੂੰ ਗਲ ਸਾਡੀ 

ਬੈਠੇ ਹਾਨ ਤੇਰੀ ਰਾਹ ਤਕਦੇ

ਤੂੰ ਹੈ ਕੀ ਆਉਂਦਾ ਹੀ ਨਹੀ

ਇਨਾ ਨਾ ਤਰਸਾ ਸਾੰਨੂ

ਕੇ ਹੋ ਜਾਣ ਫੇਰ  ਰੋਣ ਰਾਕੇ

ਹੁਣ ਤਾਂ ਆਜਾ ਤੂ ਨੇੜੈ 

ਇਨ੍ਹੀ ਰੰਜਿਸ਼ਾਂ ਨਾ ਬਣਾ ਨਾਲ ਸਾਡੇ

ਮੇਰੀ ਵੀ ਸੁਨ ਲੈ ਇਹ ਫਰਿਆਦ 

ਨਾ ਤੁਰ ਆਈਏ ਫੇਰ ਮੀਲ ਹਜ਼ਾਰ 

..An incident..

While coming back from college we (me and Manali) found a dead puppy on the road, its face surrounded by its own pool of blood. It was lying dead in front of the new "katta" or hang out place called Golden Den, most likely hit by a vehicle. Must have been dead since one or half an hour and people were chatting and smoking at the "katta", obviously unaffected.

I got a torn polythene bag from the other side of the road, picked the puppy and kept it on the side. On doing so I started digging a hole to bury the poor little thing. In the meanwhile Akanksha (Jap) came and these 2 were watching me. Manali got salt to put on it. After I was finished the laborers on that side shouted from far and said:

"Isse yahan nahi gado wo wahan lejao jahan mitti padi hai, yahan kaam chal raha hai thakedar humme gussa karega"

I replied:  "Aap usse bol dena ki bachelog gad gaye hum kya karen"

He said: "Hum yahan par hi khana khate hain aur kaam karte hai isse idher nahi gado"

After that Manali and Jap tried to argue further but I said that it wasn't his fault either he is correct in saying what he did. So we took the puppy and buried it at the other spot. 

The incident made me think that what kind of a society are we living in really, 

1. A dead puppy lying immersed in its own blood does not bother us. In-spite of the fact that mostly people like to play with puppies as they are considered very cute.

2. Although guys are termed to be macho, etc etc. Yet while we were burying the animal (with the available tools which were stones), none of the 5-7 guys standing even bothered to ask, if we needed help.

3. What is the worth of human today? The laborer actually said that he eats food at the place where construction was going on, there was dust and garbage all around.

I wouldn't say that the incident changed my life but I would definitely say that it had a considerable impact on me.

Senseless and sensible..

Say what to say??

Think just something to think..

Wonder what to wonder??

Dream a cherished dream..

Pray what to pray??

Love just endless love..

Feel it know it..

Share it care for it..

Talk it out..

Let it out..

It shouldn't be left unsaid..

It shouldn't be left inside..

Tough it is tough..

But must be done..

A test to pass..

A task to be accomplished..

If unfinished, yearn how much ever

Its gone forever..