Fear
23:18 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments

“Fear is a question: What are you afraid of, and why? Just as the seed of health is illness, because illness contains information, your fears are a treasure house of self-knowledge if you explore them.”
-Marilyn Ferguson



There are a thousand things we are afraid of in life. Fear of change, failure, fear of losing someone, rejection, death, life, taking decisions and the worst, fear of the unknown. I feel we are our worst enemies when it comes to fear. These fears if not checked at the right time can destroy our lives. Small fears we face in our daily lives tend to become too big with time.

Some fears may appear to be very small and unsubstantial, but they add up eventually and we don’t realize what mess we create of ourselves. These surely need to be checked. We all are afraid of something or the other, sometime we face it and sometimes we find ways to run from it. Every fear we cultivate within ourselves actually takes from us the joy of living. Why can’t we take them one by one? Big or small.

-          - The best thing we can do is to first define our fears and look for the source of their origin.

-         -  We can introspect, how life would have been, had we not fear something; I am sure life would seem way better.

-         - Trusting yourself is the best way to overcome any fear. Keep moving forward and never lose patience.

-         - We many a times fail to enjoy the smallest of our successes. We need to find a reason to be happy, to celebrate, to feel inspired and motivated and feel positive about ourselves.

-         - The best thing that can help one feel better and strong is by lending a helping hand to someone in need. This is something that can add up to one’s confidence in a great way.
     
      Fears should never be kept into dark and should never be left unchecked or untouched. It can really be killing from inside living with a fear each day and each moment. So better try to work through it. Be brave, be fearless.

“I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.”
- Frank Herbert



Ek Rishta
19:07 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 0 comments








Ek rishta kuch aisa,
Andekha anjana sa

Ansuna par fir bhi pehchana sa,
Begana sa hote hue bhi lagta kuch apna sa.

Patjhad me bhi hari pattiyo ko talashta hua,
Anjaani in rahon me apne hi nishan banata hua

Duniya ki bheed me, Parchhaiyo k jahan me,
Apne wajood ko tarashta hua.

Har mushkil sehta hua, har gum baant ta hua,
Duniya ki har buri nazar se khud ko bachata hua.

Anjam se bekhabar,aant se anjaan,
Dil ke kisi kone me chupke se panapta hua.

Na kisi ke apnane ki fikar,
Na kisi ke thukrane ka dar,
Apni hi dhun me khoya sa muskata hua.

Ek rishta kuch aisa,
Andekha anjana sa


New Year
17:09 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 2 comments















Time flies, as they say. Another year nears its dawn. 2012, will never be able to forget this one, even if I wish to. I am not a believer in New Year, new hopes, new beginning and all that blah blah blah kind of stuff, nor do I believe in resolutions.

2012 has made me a stronger and a better person and all I can wish for the coming year is to improve as a person and try and spread happiness around. I know problems, troubles and pains are an inevitable part of each one of our lives, but how we face them and come out of them as a better person is all what matters.
I wish everyone to be blessed with love, happiness, strength, dreams, will, self confidence and fun. 'The world believes in people who believe in themselves.'

Wishing everyone a blessed New Year. Be strong, stay happy and yes, never forget me J

 Sharing a beautiful poem by Lord Alfred Tennyson, hope you all enjoy and love it just as I do:

 Ring Out, Wild Bells

 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
   The flying cloud, the frosty light;
   The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
   Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
   The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
   For those that here we see no more,
   Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,
   And ancient forms of party strife;
   Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care the sin,
   The faithless coldness of the times;
   Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,
   The civic slander and the spite;
   Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
   Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
   Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
   The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
   Ring out the darkenss of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.





I Need You
18:54 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments













I need you with me;
To fill the void I have been feeling in my heart for years,
To end the loneliness that I feel day in and day out,
To get back the lost smile on my face.

I need you with me;
To comfort my soul with your touch,
And
To walk the unknown territories of this endless universe.

I need you with me;
To have a reason to breathe
And
To fall in love each day with your smile. 


Another Slap on the Country’s Face
15:55 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments



I am falling short of words to write about what happened in Delhi recently. A 23 year old girl being brutally raped by 6 psychos (I wanted to use all the slangs and abusive words available in the language) and her male friend being beaten up badly in a moving bus. It shattered me from inside when I read that news. More disturbing was the fact that people didn't even care to attend to them and they were lying for one hour on the road, this is the extent of insensitivity we have developed. And to add insult to injury, the ones who have committed the act are not even ashamed of what they have done.

I don’t want to say what could have been done and what should be the future course of action (I leave it all for the politicians and the media and the Bollywood and other attention seeking institutions, because they are good at that and it is their job).  Being a girl is becoming difficult with each passing day in this country. All this protest will die in a few days and people will again be back to their normal lives and will wake up again when any such act takes place in future. That is what we have become accustomed to, living with eyes shut. We discuss, we give verdicts, and it all dies out. This is the one that has come to light and there are 1000 others that are not even noticed.

This is an act of the lowest degree. Being a girl I can understand what the millions like me have to go through every day. When I go out, I know I will be stared at; will be touched intentionally in a crowded bus or place and yes, even temples. That is what girls in India are used to, as this is a part and parcel of our daily lives and “side effect” of being a girl.

I know the orthodox ones will come out with the logics like; rapes happen due to the provoking clothes of girls or may be girls should not go out after 8 or 9 pm. Oh yes, and the Khaap Panchayat logic, that rapes happen due to the increasing intake of Chinese food (then I guess, China should have been a country of rapists).

Do we really expect our politicians to do something big about it and pass a strict law? I am afraid. I saw a pic in the newspaper this morning of Mr. Rajeev Shukla smiling when all this was being discussed in the Parliament. If Lalu can shout at the top of his voice against corruption even after being a prime accused in the fodder scam, when A Raja and others can be out of jail after serving a few months imprisonment, when Kalmadi can dream of again being in power even after the CWG debacle, shaming the country on a world platform, I don’t have much to expect from the people in power.

All I can do is just pray for the girl and his friend and for many others like them who bear such acts silently. The physical injuries can be healed, but not the mental ones. And hoping against the hope I wish our judiciary system and the Government open their eyes and do something to make this country safer for girls and women. Talking and discussing will not take us anywhere, but acting surely will. 


Silence
20:32 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments






The silence
Hidden behind the flowing words
The emptiness
Dancing behind the happy eyes
The soul crushed inside the moving body
And
The pain
Trying to free itself from every piece of the broken heart.



01:57 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 5 comments



The silence of the night

The loneliness of the heart

The restlessness of the mind

The void of some or the other kind

Are all things life has endlessly and unceasingly endowed with

Is it true that some people are born to suffer? I feel it is. After toiling all through their lives, all they get is nothing. The more pain they take, the more life gives them. And it is just a lame thing to say that God gives trouble only to people He feels can bear them, problems only make you stronger and all these kinds of psychologically satisfying words. I read this somewhere-”People cry not because they are weak, it’s because they have been strong for too long.”

Hoping against the hope for things to fall in place.