His lazy hand rub his sticking eyelids and get over mobile to slide over several times to mute the disturbing morning alarm.
Earlier, this morning twenty minutes to nine after I got freshen up, dressed and collecting my notes for the days work, I made my way to my friends room to cook something to eat for the breakfast.There, he was like a piece of dead log, sweetly enjoying his sleep when I step into his room.
With ten minutes I got in my hand I rush as fast as cheetah for preparing breakfast and fortunately there was some packets of five instant cooking noodles saved which happily gave me plenty time from the limited. As soon as I begin making breakfast his alarm buzzed at the loudest pitch waking him. His lazy hand rub his sticking eyelid and later stretched to get over mobile and slide over to mute the alarm and there he cover the blanket head to toe gathering warmth and continued sleeping.
2 Minutes later, again his alarm buzzed as earlier and repeatedly he did the same getting over mobile and muting off. I was just laughing to myself catching a note on my hand with thoughts of my actions too, 'of repeated battle of alarm in lazy morning'.
5 minutes passed, I did my job well done cooking noodles as fast I expected and simultaneously my friend was busy sleeping and battling with alarm for the third time. It was naughty as nitrous oxide making me laugh.
I questioned him, If he was going to class following each alarm, but his sleep looked to me like it has even reach to every muscles and nerve sweetly; so much engrossed that even earthquake won't reach him. :)
By then, it was almost 9 am when I have my last spoon of noodles and finally when my friend successfully woke up after 4-5 ringing alarms.
following a minute later, I headed to my faculty wishing him a "good day" and playing with him saying 'you did a great job, and yeah alarm won a war against your sleep.' :)
P.S: Sangay, it was a good day to begin with laugh and so much fun watching you battle repeatedly with alarms. :)
(Who never did came across this battle?
I think, everyone of us must have been through this situation and sometime's it's crazy right? fighting over the alarm that we set ourselves. Actually I think our mind is the trade of everything.
Holding inside like the claws on something are gravitationally heavy and tiresome. The heavier as it turn, even the buoyancy finds difficult to keep float.
Wednesday, 2 March 2016
Tuesday, 1 March 2016
Unforeseeable
Yesterday, it was good.
Today, unpredictable worst flooded,
Even the air I inhale is suffocating,
And the beauty I always see is blurred.
The joy has been corrupted,
And the colors faded.
Eerie silence has begun their music of loudest anthem,
And even those nosiest cricket are deaden with those rhythm.
The silence, every minute is deepened,
And cold has sharpened.
All I could feel is pumping heart beat
And the wrestling thoughts.
Today, unpredictable worst flooded,
Even the air I inhale is suffocating,
And the beauty I always see is blurred.
The joy has been corrupted,
And the colors faded.
Eerie silence has begun their music of loudest anthem,
And even those nosiest cricket are deaden with those rhythm.
The silence, every minute is deepened,
And cold has sharpened.
All I could feel is pumping heart beat
And the wrestling thoughts.
Sunday, 28 February 2016
Only If I've Wings.
I am tired of living within the fences of limits,
And yet suffocated in-out in this sophisticated place.
I wonder how it’s like to have wings to fly.
I wonder how it’s like to have voice to roar.
Or is it a time that transform everything slowly?
Sometimes how I wish to photograph the lonely and naked night,
The only most part when you swim in the ocean of freedom.
Haven’t you wonder how it’s like to be a bird in a naked sky?
Or a free flowing stream down through the valley?
I share those open naked sky,
I share those open naked valley,
With those winged and formless.
But still I feel clothed.
And yet suffocated in-out in this sophisticated place.
I wonder how it’s like to have wings to fly.
I wonder how it’s like to have voice to roar.
Or is it a time that transform everything slowly?
Sometimes how I wish to photograph the lonely and naked night,
The only most part when you swim in the ocean of freedom.
Haven’t you wonder how it’s like to be a bird in a naked sky?
Or a free flowing stream down through the valley?
I share those open naked sky,
I share those open naked valley,
With those winged and formless.
But still I feel clothed.
Sunday, 21 February 2016
Season of life.
Young as early spring,
Born sweet and beautiful,
Thoughts pure and clean,
Such a neat birth.
Extraordinarily amazing he breath a life.
Challenges as new puzzles,
Life gave him the game.
His thoughts rumbled.
Such a breathless he felt,
A poisonous venom like struggle he face.
And through the gates of long road,
As he passes by;
Days were getting older,
Shoulder heavier.
and tides scarier,
Vast as ocean he feel the battle with all breath in mouth.
Until when he meets a free flying bird in the open sky,
His heavy head got freed.
Born sweet and beautiful,
Thoughts pure and clean,
Such a neat birth.
Extraordinarily amazing he breath a life.
Challenges as new puzzles,
Life gave him the game.
His thoughts rumbled.
Such a breathless he felt,
A poisonous venom like struggle he face.
And through the gates of long road,
As he passes by;
Days were getting older,
Shoulder heavier.
and tides scarier,
Vast as ocean he feel the battle with all breath in mouth.
Until when he meets a free flying bird in the open sky,
His heavy head got freed.
Monday, 15 February 2016
She found me.
She is new as the morning sunlight,
Green as the spring leaves,
Gentle as the evening breeze.
She put me on the float like dandelion in air.
Her whole flips thousand pages in my brain.
An enormous newness I feel in my heart,
Ripples in my blood sweet and magnetized.
Autumn fall is my love.
And Like those music that sooth,
Nature that steal infinite sight,
She stole all of me.
And I am here one howling wolf.
Friday, 12 February 2016
Harsh night.
Bed crushed, if crushable.
With average roll on double.
The wind bell like noise on loudest ring,
And those of rainfall thoughts like pendulum swung.
The paint of thought on the sky of my body,
Made my breath dirty.
With significant breath of air dose,
Endured along.
Resisting with eye closed.
Reserved optimum energy on red.
The warmth of body at peak,
With ocean of blood on rush.
Yet another season of harsh night on the row.
The tide has risen!
Friday, 5 February 2016
Life and Reality.
Naked feeling bloomed from the naked heart after couple of
days of experimentation with dose of daily activities that dug my head
sufficiently. The cloud in the sky of my head cleared handsomely after
thunderous and rumbling rainfall and only by then I attained to a thought;
Darkness can only make light glow brighter and beautiful.
Journey of life
In the course of this long journey, irrespective of anything
each and everybody of us is subjected to innumerable things either we can handle
or not and it comes to us manifested in various
forms. I am pretty sure; every individual would have a novel inside in his
brain and heart to narrate though different circumstances keep it hold within
oneself.
In the ocean of life, as it keep rolling over with the
strike of time we’re made to choose to live a life, a life where we search and
battle over to attain the basic needs and wants as it’s more or less the terms
and conditions given to us by the natural laws. Here is the simple question;
What do you do to battle to reach where you want to reach?
Simply, we are much conditioned to many of the things and
moreover, many of us are gifted with whole package of weapon to fight and we
could easily gain what we are searching for. But, do we value those that come
so easily? Extraordinarily rare, I guess. Now respect to much arid condition
when we face a higher level of challenges, few among us can only pass through
the level with all of the capacity that takes to battle and when luck is at the
peak.
Here is the interesting thing; those who fail to reach where
they want, undergo series of self challenges despite the challenges that he/she
faced already. Failure in human brain is mistook for ‘defeated and no choices
left’ sometime’s. So that’s the reason why many of us suffer undergoing a phase
of ‘sorrows’ in life. In the tree of
life, we succeeded to climb many branches that confront to us and that should
be a reason enough to cherish, energize oneself and stand tall to make a move
without giving a way to wrong ones, only by then you would see the brighter
side of where you always want to be. Life, as it’s born as a ‘series of
challenges’ we should accept and understand that there is always one way to get
through the storms. Why we should unnecessarily consume one, when there is huge
things to be happy.
Life is a continuous process of challenges and nobody would
like to be sad inflicted with sorrows, pains and miseries. But, why do we
complain so much in life when one challenge wins over us. Yeah, maybe the
answer is ‘we are human made of bones and flesh to feel the pain, heart and
brain to feel the disappointment over the negative vibes’ but aren’t we human,
that make mistakes, are we not the one who is responsible for all the things
that are made to happen. That’s why, there is always a way to mend and restart
correcting where it went wrong. You
know, we care less; we value less for those things that we get easily. That’s
why; we value more for what is involved with big challenge and that is not easy
with our normal functioning brain, hence we need to groom our thoughts in much broader way.
Let me share you the commonest story among all of us.
Sometime in a day, without having anything to do we get
bored easily and that’s not once, it come several time in different places in
different situation. Why? Each and every one would have one in the list to
reason out, but have you ever thought of what you’re going to do next time when
you’re bored. Don’t tell me ‘life sucks.’ the commonest thing that many would
have in the tip of their tongue to spit out.
Actually you know ‘life don’t sucks, we sucks.’ Because, how much better
and smoothly functioning in our daily routine would be, if we pay those times
to ourselves to experiment on various things. Seriously, have you ever given
yourself a sufficient time to experiment? I didn’t. I didn’t, either because I
am involve with series of activities or when I am bored, like many I would
waste my time sweetly. So the story is, be your judge yourself, listen to your
true emotion, it would make much easier in many terms and aspects.
The moon and the stars above you shine brighter when
darkness get much deeper, that’s why happiness after series of struggle is much
sweeter. Life is beautiful!!
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