Dil Se...!

I just got finished with watching a beautiful movie, the feelings that were portrayed in it were asking the human being to feel being human. It reminded me to live, to eat, to laugh, to cry, to sense, to love, to be loved, to be jealous, to express, to breathe, to hope, to believe, to have faith, to think. Being human is a gift that I think is not being cherished by many of us.

Nature wants us to make mistakes, but also to believe in ourselves, do what our heart wants us to do, even if it is wrong, do conversations that are irrational or in understandable language human conversation. Thinking and then working ends in appropriate and accurate results, but thoughtful works are seeded through our hearts. Our beautiful little gift that beats, in my opinion, gives us rights of being called human.

Backlogs...!

Past, present and future are so much inter-related, one gets to know this fact after getting a taste of their cruelty. If you do not want to screw things up in your future the present has to be perfect and your present takes its existence from your doings and un-doings of the past.

In this quest of self-churning and self-exploration I have found a very week but crucial aspect of my attributes – The Backlogs. I kept them pending and never bothered to give them completion. I never thought of them attacking me with their full power at the point of my pursuit where I just can’t afford to get trouncing, where I just had to nail even the slightest of my enemies. I have also moved off from the track where I was supposed to be heading, reasons being unavoidable.

The only being that I can blame is myself. Re-constructing me is what my next task is, for which also, I do not have time left. Only my determination can help me out. I need a motivation rather self-motivation.

I am a firm believer of Omens and they are the one who made me think of my present situation. Even the bruises that are given by the massive armed forces of the surfeits are telling me to focus on my obligation.

Tough times are getting tougher. I don’t want; in fact I can’t meet the expense of a future with more of these accumulations.

Oh myself, please help me!