Showing posts with label Romantic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romantic. Show all posts

Saturday, August 15, 2026

What True Independence Means


Flashback, 15 Aug. 2016  

"Independent is one who has an independent attitude." 

~ Sudhir Singh


On Independence Day, we celebrate freedom from rulers but are we free within?


True independence isn’t just about a flag or a date. It’s about an attitude.  


An independent attitude is thinking from your own perspective, even when media, people, community and society are trying to manipulate you. You are independent when you can see behind the curtain of the big play. You are independent when your opinions are your own, not the borrowed one. It’s saying “no” when something doesn’t align with your values, and “yes” when it scares you but you feel it's right.


Countries become independent when people develop independent attitude. A nation of dependent minds will always look for someone to lead, fix, or rescue them.  

A nation of independent attitudes builds, questions, creates their own ideas, develop their own perspectives and stands tall.


This 15th August, let’s go beyond parades.  

Let’s check one thing: Where in my life am I still waiting for permission?  


Because independence begins the day you decide: I will think, choose, and act for myself.





Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Lost........Self

किसने पाया किसने गवाया,
दुनिया तो है बस एक माया। 

न कुछ पाया,
न कुछ लाया,
फिर भी अहम क्यों कमाया,
इस संसार में क्यों तू आया। 

खूब खाया,
खूब कमाया,
खूब रुलाया,
खूब सुलाया,
माया ने क्या खेल रचाया। 

न अत्ति छाया,
न अत्ति माया,
न अत्ति अहम,
न अत्ति वहम,
करो कुछ खुद पर रहम।

Monday, December 15, 2014

I can see you with a smile though you don't know






There is a distance,
 a distance,
created by me,
Just to hide myself.

                          Showing as sick,
                          looking as stranger,
                          not giving attention,
                          though it seems,
                          you are smiling,
                          in the clouds.

I can see your face,
in the clouds,
your golden eyes.
Your brown hair.
Yes I can see you.

                         Though you are far from me,
                         still I can feel you,
                         in my breath.

Yes I can see your eternity.
You look like the Goddess 
holding weapon in your hands.

                         I can see you with a smile,
                         though you hide yourself 
                         but still I can see
                         the smile and love
                         you have for me.

Your golden eyes looks like the sun,
your brown hair looks like the clouds,
your fair face looks like the sky,

                        your angry face looks like the thunder,
                        thousands of people die
                        in Kedarnath because you are angry.

I want your shelter,
Oh! love of mine,
Don't forget me
because I still look at you,
with a distance
though you don't know
but I can see you
in the face of my mother,
in the face of every living things.
you are guiding me,
smiling and laughing.

                   I afraid because of your strange smile,
                   but you are looking towards me with a sweet smile,
                   though you are very far from me,
                   but still smiling in the clouds,
                   yes I can see you,
                   I can see you in every person
                   Who is doing good deeds.

I can see you in the form of helper of humanity,
I can see your smile, though you don't know.
I can see your eternity though you don't know.


Sunday, December 7, 2014

Door

Open the door,
She said.
Open the door.
                       What happen!
                       What happen!
She asked.
"Why are you crying?"
The girl enters the room.
Mother, Oh! Dear Mother.
I want to play,
but I don't have any friend.
                       The mother smiles.
                       Dear Oh! Dear.
                       Make a friend like you.
                       Make a friend like you.
The girl smiles.
Thank you Ma'ma.
But how to open the door 
of society. 
                     The mother don't have any answer.
                     She just look at her daughter with an empathy.



Friday, November 28, 2014

The Gift of Smile

I want to smile,
Yes I want,
but can't,
Really I can't.
                    Why it is so?
                    Because of lack of sociability,
                    yes lack of sociability.
Though I try to smile,
When people are passing,
In front of me,
they are smiling.
And they are accepting,
perhaps,
I will also return a smile to them.
                   But I can't,
                   though I try,
                   really I can't,
                   though I try.
I smile in loneliness,
I smile when I was alone.
I smile when I was at my home,
                    But I can't do so,
                    when I am in society.
                    Why I can't?
                    Don't know.
                    Really I don't know.
Thinking of the past and present,
correlating the past with present,
living like a watch,
which tells the time to everyone.
                     But can't smile;
                     Why it can't?
                      I don't know.
                      Really I don't know.
                      How can I know?

Sorrow & Happiness

I am sad,
Yes I am, 
But why?
            Why I am sad?
            Trying to find the answer,
            What is the cause?
            Why it is so?
            How I overcome it?
            And how to live the state of bliss?
I find the the answer now,
Yes I find,
It is very simple.
To live in present,
To avoid thinking of future.
To stop indulging in day-dreaming.
            Though it seems easy,
            but very difficult,
            but not impossible.
            Because every problem has a solution.
            Happiness is a state of mind,
            And mind is a store house of desires.
            To achieve the state of mind 
            of happiness is only possible
            if we have lack of desires.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Thoughts, I and You.

Thoughts are coming,
Thoughts are going,
But from where it comes,
and where it goes,
I don't know.
I don't know.
                    But now I know,
                    The thoughts are nothing,
                    it comes because of desires.
                    And it goes with sacrifice,
                    Love give us happiness,
                    And Happiness comes from heart.
                   So I feel proud to love someone.
Who is very close to my heart,
But very far from my materialistic self,
And now I feel she is in me,
And I am in her,
And we both are one.
And that one is everywhere...............