Crossroad and the dilemma of choosing correct path!

On a highway when one face a crossroad with no sign on it, the first instinct is to choose a road which is broader because one get this illusion that other one is 'the road less travelled'. However, one never actually think how many of them make it to their final destination choosing the presumably better path.We human do get influenced and illusioned  by what we see in-front and never think what is on hindsight.A broader and smooth road may seems like an easy ride but we don't give the less perfect road a second thought. 

In life we faces many such cross road without any indication as to which will take us to our destination. And our rational thinking make us choose the broader road. Though it is an equally uninformed decision that of choosing other one but we still presume we have chosen the correct one.

Restless feeling !

Restless feeling! what are you?
unspoken wish or desire suppressed
a dream unshaped or hope not met

Confused I am, a string attached?
is it the reason or conflicts there are
difficult to understand, whatever it is

Thoughts abound, though tough to utter
heart stirred deep, but yet unfurled
like a pebble just thrown, in water still

Restless feeling! what are you?
how to bury the intruder unknown
show a way out, or reveal yourself.

Alive and kicking

If we start reflecting on our experiences and retrospect in light of what happened , what we missed , and what we learned to make things better, sailing through the journey called "life" will be much easier. A hurdles as big as a rock can appear like a stone if we overcome it with perseverance and zeal to live.
                                                                                                                  - alive and kicking !
                                                                                                                     amit
 

phir kya hoga uske baad

Life’s rat race can really leave you wondering about the very purpose of it. One evening, sharing the same sentiments, a close friend and I went for an evening walk to get some fresh air. That’s our boy way of getting relived from a mounting tension or a bad day. In due course of our long chat we both became a little philosophical about the life. Various stages of life or whatever we have done or doing or will be doing and the very purpose behind it.  It seemed that we are betraying ourselves with the way we have chosen our directions in life. We realize that our passion is different from our bread and butter, but may be what we curse liabilities or responsibilities for, could have been lack of choices in early stages.    

However, monthly package and luxurious life could be an illusion initially, but you can’t keep bribing your soul forever. Sooner or later it just takes few emotionally weak moments to make you realize that what you are doing with your life. Was this you always wanted for yourself? Or does whatever you do makes you happy? Or where does this all ends? It not only about work, but also about fulfilling expectation and obligations throughout our lives.  What makes mind volatile is the fact that we don’t even know where it ends? On the same note my friend recalled a Kavita (Hindi poem) we have read in our school days. We couldn’t recall the exact lines but we knew it was very relevant to our situation in life today. I made it a point to search the same old poem. Sharing the same poem in next few lines, which was beautifully written by Balkrishna Rao. In this poem, an anxious boy is asking his mom about life and what it holds for him.

Utsuk ho kar shishu ne puchha,
'Maa, kya hoga uske baad ?'

Ravi se ujjval, shashi se sundar,
nav-kislay dal se komaltar
vadhu tumhare ghar aayegi
us vivaah utsav ke baad

Pal bhar mukh par smiti rekha
khel gayi phir maa ne dekha
vadhu tumhare ghar aayegi
us vivaah utsav ke baad

Phir nabh se nakshatra manohar
swarg lok se utar utar kar
tere shishu banne ko mere
ghar aayenge uske baad

Mere naye khiloune lekar
chale na jaayein ve apne ghar
chintit ho kar uthha, kintu phir
puchha shishu ne uske baad ?

Ab maa ka jee oob chuka thha
harsh shranti mein doob chuka thha
boli phir mai boodhi ho kar
mar jaoongi uske baad

Ye sun kar bhar aaye lochan
kintu ponchh kar unhein usi kshan
sahaj kautuhal se phir shishu ne puchha,
maa kya hoga uske baad

Kavi ko balak ne sikhlaya
sukh dukh hai pal bhar ki maya
hai anant tatwa ka prashna ye
phir kya hoga uske baad?