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20 Minutes...

The talk with a 18 yr old for twenty minutes old, was quite an adventure..
that girl was repeatedly telling she has no need of a goal and end in her life..
when i asked her why was it so, she immediately replied..
"there is no guarantee for life so why live it with a goal"
The fact is if we have a goal we cant deviate...
If we have a goal it will give her pressure..
The thought of having a goal depresses her...
While she sleeps each night she says she still does dream..
When i asked her what she dreams about
she said "THE WORLD",
wow, man..look at her replies..
But little did that imaginative little grasshopper realise,
That not all that looks green is grass,
Sometimes the layer of green may also be moss,
Her speed might overthrow her,
The blurred vision might rule her out,
The agility of her heart and thought,
But sometimes make her regret a little,
Told, her all what i could,
And yet realise that "she also has to face it all alone"
Now equipping her with all the skills needed to face it was the solution,
which have done and she comes back telling...
Why did we not meet before..???
So many of my battles are easier, my questions answered..
FOR I FOUND MYSELF
We are all different and yet it needs to be loners battle...

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-From the day one..
she becomes apple of her father’s eyes…

Her silent tears do wonders..
and Dad agrees to do on what he said a big 'No' earlier..! :)

-She can walk in style all day long without looking tired... :D

-She burns her hand....while learning cooking for you..but never complains... :(

-She can cry all night, but the next morning when her eyes are red..
its just because mascara hit her eyes..:)

-She Likes to be called "Angel" or"Princess" or "Baby"…

-She will drop a lot of hints to tell yout hat she Loves you But she won’t come say it directly..

-When a guy says something really sentimental, She will remember it forever.. :)

-When a girl cooks for you.. You know..?
You mean a lot to her..

-She feels Honored.. when You ask her Advice.. :)

-She feels Shy.. when you look at her Silently.. :)

-She feels Protective when she is dependent on you..

-she is expected to seal her Words … to crush her emotions… to stop her tears.. and to have a big smile on her face.. no matter she is crying hard inside..:'(

-She is one.. who is treated as a Princess in her Parent's House, when she gets Married.. She leaves every thing behind..her Parents, their Love.. her Room..

she adopts your family Values.. even your family name..

She calls your mother "Mum"... and your father "Dad" :)

love her..... because so many love her but she chooses to love you... J

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LIFE”S BEAUTY

It feels lovely when we see at the beauty of life.. 

But we are so beautifully human that we see only the negative and remember negatives only that the positives are in a back seat..

 Its our nature if we say and let go is that the solution?? 

But when we actually make an effort like the rose does, 

where the thorns are beneath and the beautiful bud on the top. 

Also means when we do all the hard work life will blossom like the rose bud and its fragrance.

 Even when the coconut water or its tender coconut has to be eaten then we need to put in effort to open it up. Same way look within for what ur the real u, the real colours of what ur as a human... 

When in a situation to choose, we choose one thing and reject the other, 

also feel bad and regret at times down the lane...

 A bunch of regrets on the final show day wont make it worth the effort, 

but each day lives makes life like a star studded sky..      -Maya

I AM A WOMAN IS THAT MY MISTAKE???

I was born with no idea of who I was,

All I did was crying when hungry and smiling when lifted by momma,

When i began growing momma made me wear a frock,

I asked her why can’t I wear shirt and trousers,

It was then that she told me that I was a girl,

Later when I reached school we wore pinafores and they wore shorts,

We played indoors and less risky games,

Where as they played all the games,

When i attained puberty rules were being laid down,

They were left free with neither rules nor regulations,

We were reprimanded, chided, and told not to do this not to do that,

Where as they were just asked why they did this and that,

From 9 months in the mother’s womb, to 21 years of being with parents,

Only to be passed onto being under someone again,

U gave me this to eat, that to wear & marriage vows to swear,

Ever asked me whether i wanted it, did u even care?,

When i started stepping out to work, u started to complain,

While i was wanting to rise, u were out there to suppress,

Being there for u in every way as a sister, daughter, wife etc,

Still u never learnt to respect where as i learnt resilience and tolerance,

Having got the freedom who has misused it u or me??

I have a life to live, choices to choose, u say my dress provokes,

Without me u can’t even more a stroke,

All my trust, faith, happiness u by ur beastly act have broke,

Nothing but my own tears into my clothes they soak,

Not even once deep down in your heart does it not poke,

That u used me, ripped me apart and killed me but,

Ur eyes never go moist, neither does ur throat choke? right?

My soul laments in pain for ur cruelty and i have just one question to ask

“I AM A WOMAN IS THAT MY MISTAKE????”

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UnCover

Each day U change ur dresses with ease,

But why U so attached to this body which is just another dress,

Impermamamce is the naked truth,

None of us are permanent house holders here,

All of us are temporary visitors,

Change is seen everyday,

4r which Metamorphosis is the only way,

Acceptance of all this is quite difficult,

For into emotions and relations we easily melt,

Holding onto the I, me, and myself,

While trying to detach we all need help,

We all have to leave someday,

Why fear it and not live each moment each day,

The objectivity of life is quite sound,

But remember what goes around comes around,

Holding onto the mundane existence,

We end up and live life in a menace,

Each ball of wool may remain tangled or untangled,

Allowing each thread to be cut and solved,

We will make sure each person each emotion is attended,

All the ends are not bended,

But eventually all will be with love mended 

                                                    -Maya...celebrating life..

                                                           (from the collection of Synthesis...)

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