Privileged

Some people just don’t know how privileged they are with good health, supporting parents, financial help, and potential. It is indeed true – you value things when you don’t have them. Some people have talent; they don’t know how to work hard. Some people have no talent but they can work hard. Some people have both and they are just sitting and doing nothing.

They are waiting for the “right time”. That’s the funny thing about time it is always right once you know how to use it. Nothing comes easy, one always has to explore and hustle.

So you, who took time to read this, if you are okay, in good health, have a good amount of time and support – Work towards something big. Not everyone is privileged. If you are, be grateful.

You must be thinking why such strong, forcing message? Why do I care?
Well, I am one of those not so privileged people. I want every minute of my day to count, I am passionate about my work, I dream big, I just lack one thing – Good health. I thrive every day to just feel better, I pray to God that hopefully today I will be able to give my hundred percent. I struggle every minute with my health yet I try to work as much possible as my health allows me to. I have big dreams and I do work for them, even though when something big is holding me back every day. So, I value the time I have here in this world, and I do everything to make it meaningful and awesome.


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A Letter to Self

The poem is an attempt to blend creativity with a message. Very few know the importance of balancing life between routine and adventure, tradition and modernity, and of course choosing the right people and right deeds.”A letter to self” is a reminder that only you hold the power to shape your life. It is a reminder to ‘know’ what you are and what you can become as a person.

Please share your views in the Comments section. Happy reading!

Dear Me,
the past, the present & the future.
What are you?
What made you?
What you will be?
Are all but questions
whose answers you plea.

“Know when to change, know when to speak
& know when to fill the blank with a *beep*
Judge through the mirror of self
not through those who are mentally dumb & deaf.
Know what to learn,
Know what to let go & what to keep.
Keep those who ‘do’ rather just speak.
Gather strength, gather focus & will,
skip the routine and grill the thrill.
Know whom to love, know not to hate.
Walk, not alone, but lead all on the success you pave.
Know whom to respect,
respect know no age,
release the mind off, of the conventional cage.
Know nothing but virtues,
know the good & the right.
Life is a journey,
not a single destination flight.”

What you are?
What you will be?
the past, the present, the future Me
Dream large & deep like the sea,
you are & were meant to be,
A spirit left to wander
loose & free!

Work of a Writer

Quill pen and ink well resting on blank parchment paper with cop

Every piece you come across,
every word and line formed,
taken right from the core part of their hearts,
drawn from the deepest emotions,
each sentence carved with brilliant artistry,
hours worth thinking, re-writing & editing,
reaching the zenith of their soul,
inked the paper with calligraphic blood & sweat,
like a personal diary meant to be read.

A diary not to keep to oneself, but
to transcend the people from natural to the supernatural
to fill the world with the magic lying in their hands
to just make the earth a beautiful place.

 

 

*A writer’s work is a never ending journal. good, bad, best and extraordinary. Written to bring something nice to the earth.