Unlived Life

The screaming quiet
The chaos within
The joyless smile
The clock ticking

The springless steps
The tuneless song
The purposeless morning
The days are long

The faithless prayer
The lonely crowd
The wandering eyes
The nagging doubt

The meaningless hello
The heartless goodbye
The unlived life
The time to die.


Little Miracles


Ever had one of those days when even the things that are going right don’t feel that way? When the humdrum of routine life becomes too much to bear? When the presence or absence of all material benefits or loved ones doesn’t seem to matter?

And then suddenly when you’d least expect, the tiniest of things that you would otherwise ignore, would make you feel so exuberant and full of joy that it’d become impossible for you to contain that feeling. These tiny things are what we call ‘Little Miracles‘.

We pray and wish for miracles to happen; miracles that’ll change the course of our lives, make our troubles disappear and help us lead the idyllic lives we’ve always dreamt of. But while waiting for these gigantic and fate altering miracles, we often overlook the million tiny ones that grace our lives everyday. Like a cute smile on a baby’s face that fills up your heart, finding the exact thing you’ve been craving to eat all day without even realising it, coming home to a smiling and loving partner after a hard day at work, having someone come out to help you out of nowhere when you were just about to give up.

What we call happy coincidences were miracles waiting to happen on the sidelines. Our lives are made up of these tiny miracles that we either tend to overlook or take for granted as we grow up. But the more you start noticing them, the more you’ll notice them happening. Watch out for them and watch them watching out for you.


Magic In Mundane


I see my goals in the distance
Taunting me to dare if I might
I exasperate, as they seem farther
Than where they were last night

Everyday is a battle I try to win
Preparing myself for what lies ahead
Living through the mundane life
Knowing tomorrow’d be the same as I get to bed

But today, today is a bit different
I feel exuberant without knowing why
Despite my To Do list full and day packed ahead
I feel happy and calm inside

Today I don’t care whether I win or lose
My exacting goals suddenly cease to matter
Happiness fills my whole being
Elation consumes me with its incessant chatter

Today even the mundane feels like magic
Making me feel jubilant just to be alive
The ordinary is a disguised blessing
Atleast I have worthy goals for which to strive


100% Perfect Lovers


While reading yet another book by Haruki MurakamiThe Elephant Vanishes, a collection of short stories; I stumbled onto a simple yet intriguing story that goes like this:

Once upon a time, there lived a boy and a girl. The boy was eighteen and the girl sixteen. He was not unusually handsome, and she was not especially beautiful. They were just an ordinary lonely boy and an ordinary lonely girl, like all the others. But they believed with their whole hearts that somewhere in the world there lived the 100% perfect boy and a 100% perfect girl for them. Yes, they believed in a miracle. And that miracle actually happened.

One day the two came upon each other on the corner of a street.

“This is amazing,” he said. “I’ve been looking for you all my life. You may not believe this, but you’re the 100% perfect girl for me.

“And you,” she said to him, “are the 100% perfect boy for me, exactly as I’d pictured you in every detail. It’s like a dream.”

They sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found by their 100% perfect other. It was a miracle, a cosmic miracle.

As they sat and talked, however, a tiny, tiny sliver of doubt took root in their hearts: was it really alright for one’s dreams to come true so easily?

And so, when there came a momentary lull in their conversation, the boy said to the girl, “Let’s test ourselves – just once. If we really are each other’s 100% perfect lovers, then sometime, somewhere, we will meet again without fail. And when that happens, and we know that we are the 100% perfect ones, we’ll marry then and there. What do you think?”

“Yes,” she said, “that is exactly what we should do.”

And so they parted, she to the east, and he to the west.

The test they had agreed upon, however was utterly unnecessary. They should never have undertaken it, because they really and truly were each other’s 100% perfect lovers, and it was a miracle that they had ever met. But it was impossible for them to know this, young as they were. The cold, indifferent waves of fate proceeded to toss them unmercifully.

One winter, both the boy and the girl came down with the season’s terrible influenza, and after drifting for weeks between life and death, they lost all memory of their earlier years. When they awoke, their heads were as empty as the young D. H. Lawrence’s piggy bank.

They were two bright, determined young people, however, and through their unremitting efforts they were able to acquire once again the knowledge and feeling that qualified them to return as full-fledged members of society. Heaven be praised, they became truly upstanding citizens who knew how to transfer from one subway line to another, who were fully capable of sending a special delivery letter at the post office. Indeed, they even experienced love again, sometimes as much as 75% or even 80% love.

Time passed with shocking swiftness, and soon the boy was thirty-two, the girl thirty.

One beautiful April morning, in search of a cup of coffee to start the day, the boy was walking from west to east, while the girl, intending to send the special delivery letter, was walking from east to west, both along the same narrow street in the Harajuku neighborhood of Tokyo. They passed each other in the very center of the street. The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts. Each felt a rumbling in the chest. And they knew:

She is the 100% perfect girl for me.

He is the 100% perfect boy for me.

But the glow of their memories was far too weak, and their thoughts no longer had the clarity of fourteen years earlier. Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. Forever.

Aren’t we all the same? Don’t we all think we don’t deserve good things? We’re forever praying and hoping for a miracle to grace our lives and when it actually does, we can’t believe our luck and try to look for the loopholes. Why is it so bloody difficult for us to accept that we can be happy, that we can actually get what we want, that we can have our cake and eat it too?

This story isn’t just a tell-tale sign of our love lives. It holds equally true for other spheres of our lives.

We reject many things thinking them results of our rose tinted glasses of youth and the naivete that comes along with it; all the while forgetting, we might not get lucky with a second chance.

Maybe we ought to believe in ourselves, have faith in the cosmic power and keep our arms open and embrace the good things that happen to us, no questions asked. THAT, I guess, what happiness is all about.

Don’t you agree?

Maybe Optimism’s Overrated


Since the beginning of time, we’ve been taught to always hope for the best, to always view the glass as half full, to always be optimistic. But is optimism all that it’s hyped to be? Well, probably not!

No matter how much we’d like to believe otherwise, we’re all dark and pessimistic within. Maybe that’s how God intended for us to be. And maybe that is why we are naturally inclined to always notice and absorb the negatives before our mind even rationalizes and registers the positives.

We try to please our moral selves by putting on the brave mask of eternal sunshine. But truth be told, nothing satisfies and soothes us more than wallowing in self-pity. Oh the pleasure of feeling sorry for ourselves, wondering why we’re the favorite recipients of bad luck and deducing that God’s always unfair to us, is utterly fulfilling. We take pride in spending hours thinking about how perfect our past was, what a shamble our present is and how dismal our future would be.

We’ve been running around trying to catch that elusive thing called happiness; a sham created by self-help books and motivational speakers; all the while forgetting that as human beings, maybe our real happiness lies in being unhappy.

What If?

What if

What if you never got your heart-broken
Never had to experience the pain unspoken

What if success was all that you knew
Failures weren’t even far-in-between or few

What if you never experienced any sorrow
Always lived like there was no tomorrow

What if you never had a run-in with bad luck
Made a fortune even when recession struck

Surely, you think things would be so much better
Your hunky dory life would never shatter
But life’s a roller coaster ride with its ups & downs
It isn’t complete without its share of frowns

These little failures teach us how to live
We receive only when we learn to give
You need darkness to really appreciate light
Only through wrongs, will you learn what’s right


How To Live Life Doggie Style

A situation you messed up? A result you didn’t expect? Something from your past you wish never happened? Well, kick some grass over that shit and move on.


Someone you like but can't confess your feelings to them? Wag your tail and let it show. And if they do not respond, move on to the next one yo!Someone you like but can’t confess your feelings to them? Wag your tail and let it show. And if they do not respond, move on to the next one.

 polls_PuppyDogEyes_5408_380597_poll_xlargeScrewed up real bad? Scared to face the music? Easy. Put on the puppy dog eyes and keep looking at the floor until the music fades.

 dog,funny,postcard,ian,cool,crazy-95be9b05d91e1840c7c0ed6f88435244_hFeeling blue? Life’s too mundane? Get in a car, put your face out and let the wind wash off your worries.

 DaschundDiggingAlways run out of money at the end of the month? Your financial future looks bleak? Dig a hole and save up half of what you get.

 200358462-001Got a difficult interview coming up? Dread the whole grind? Learn a few tricks and repeat them over and over to keep the bosses happy.

 dog-irish-setter-hand-sniffFeel you’re always surrounded by negative people? Sniff and examine thoroughly before you let anyone enter your life.

 d35d5b883ae9923e5af46bd81779585eFeel your life’s a mess? Everything a chaotic distress? Set a routine in place and chaos will run out the window.

 dog-sniffs-grassAngry with someone? Wanna scream your head off? Sniff thoroughly before deciding who deserves your shit.

 dog-enjoying-the-sun-on-the-grass-with-shadesWonder how your life turned out the way it did? Wish to change it for the better? Love unconditionally, live joyfully and it’ll be glorious in no time.