SOMETHING BORROWED

Days in and days out,

A swarm of mob that can make you pout.

A desire to close your eyes to be in your oasis ,

But as you open them back ,the life is back to crisis .

You take a deep breath but even that fails your peace,

You rest your head back and shrink your crease.

Friends, almost everyone of us  has been in a state of mind where we feel alone in the middle of a big crowd  and all we want to do is to get away just to feel a little comfort. The extreme of this feeling is something really hard to explain but if you have ever seen a few months old baby going through physical pain but feeble enuff to cry his lungs out , and if you offer him a little warmth of your palm, you will notice that the poor kid will involuntarily try to shrink in your palm just to feel the comfort of being there. 

We all have been in a stage where whenever we feel down we  look upto the person who can make it go away be it be a friend or a family but that is as i said what we chose on our own , that is what is voluntary . 

Being completely in a stage of self awareness , a stage where we exactly know what we want to keep us happy we actually are losing the kid in us who can still feel the undemanded comfort from unexpected or even at times from unwelcomed people  only because we can not see it anymore. Being self righteous all the tym we myt end up getting what we want but it myt not be what we need at that time.

So, next time when you find yourself in a place full of unwanted people when all you want to be is to get away from any person known let alone unknown , 

Open your ears and open your eyes,

Hear them chat louder and don't consider it noise.

Look at them smile and laugh and look at them fight,

There wil b so much to observe that you will laugh and u will be in for a surprise.

When a bright smile of a stranger takes you away from yourself,

The giggles and jokes of a group of people make you feel like you are still twelve.

The self  in you is forgotten and still an incredulous smile is followed,

Then you know that is not you, that is something on you that is borrowed.

Such happiness is small and at times stupid and meaningless . It might just be a weak moment of a very strong self dependent person . Its ok to be weak or to let your uncontrolled involuntary side take over you at times because after all it's as they say a little rain to make the pain go away is enough.

For years and years of being an individual i have learnt  that no wonder those are the best times when  happiness knocks at your doorstep but for others ,Friends , you have to reach out for it.

Dedicated to all my friends and all those people who believe:-

The richest of all is the one who tries,

Because Happiness is nothing but just a CHOICE.

Signing off

Neha Chauhan

Talk about life talk about its crust and as you watch  all the importants rust, 

the life goes on with a single emotion and you walk down straight forgetting all your firsts..

A road to living but not to life,

 you chose it because it has minimum strife..

It's a single road , the road to living,

The road to motion the one that keeps you going..

You choose it you move it you walk in its light,

And that how it's done,  thats Your goal set right..

You forget about the right you forget about the wrong,

the only thing you remember is that you want to move on..

Marking a halt taking a detour,

that is not really a luxury of poor..

It takes some courage it takes some time,

 but more than that it takes the ability to rebel from one’s mind..

So you look at the world and keep up the steps,

Because they are again the better judge..

For all the practical reasons you live in your own plight,

And yeahh that’s how you live without a speck of life .

Signing off

Neha Chauhan

Oh Rain !! The Rain !!

As the drip drop starts and the tires splash,

People run for hideouts as they clash,

I take a halt and let it flow,

 Oh RAIN the RAIN, come and let me soak.

As the wind that sharpens like an edgy knife,

People crimp their shoulders and gather children and wife,

I let the body loose and take a breath so deep,

and in an instant I know its an embrace to keep.

The body shudders and shivers in joy,

 and all I know , it’s the Nature’s way to say “HI” ,

A greeting acknowledged by every single bone,

 Oh RAIN the RAIN come and let me loan.

Come and let me loan a moment of life,

A moment filled with freshness and youth so bright.

A moment of joy, a moment of fun,

A moment filled with laughter and  the one filled with pun.

A moment that reminds of a dense forest from an uphill sliding curtains,

A distant cry of joy in some serene misty mountains.

 A moment where one lives the juvenility of life with splashing  water and  paper boats,

 Jumping in water unless one completely soaks.

Moments so minor, moments so lost,

Moments forgotten at all the cost,

Oh RAIN the RAIN come and let me please,

And let me feel as you wash all my tussles with ease.

And as you drop on the leveled ground, with a rhythmic yet so prominent pounce,

Let that be a melody so pronounced that it deafens me from all my inner sounds.

So RAIN oh RAIN come and let me see,

 Absolute nothingness in my moment of peace.