The Peace Warrior

The scars embedded were deep

Muddled were the thoughts

Often wondered, how she got in

Into this ruthless rot

Consumed by melancholy

Introspecting this unfathomable fall

Straying in a frenzy that was deep

What Razia did, was weep

For all that was held dear, was bid adieu

In an effort to start anew

Seeking harmony, counting sheep

Little old Razia fell asleep

As the days fled

What grew was distress

She traded all that she was

For this pricey prince called peace

The middle path was steep

Adorned with thorn-like-freaks

Keeping herself at bay

Seldom bothering about the other monster

Razia limped forward with dismay

She leaned towards this peculiar light

That set her mighty soul ablaze

Alas her inner fire uplifted her 
from this golden massacre 

Peace peace peace

That's all she wanted to seek

She traded off her gold

For a stone, deep down

As she was, the peace warrior

Thus marks the end of the silent protest

Her only hope now, was to see

The light at the end of the tunnel

An extension : 

Razia, the peace warrior is someone who fights for peace, not someone who fights peacefully. A concoction of a myriad of upheavals lies within Razia. Comprehended by none, Razias' was a solo fight, a soul that was in plight. 

a happy goodbye

Endless hours of chitter chatter

Sharing happiness and pain

Now, no hello, no hi, no how are you

Damn, has it all gone in vain?

What used to be, is not what's now

I feel so sad for us

My friend, now you have changed a lot

This is beginning to be torturous

If we were meant to drift apart

Why did we ever meet

I tried my best and gave it too

Nowadays, you don't even bother to greet :|

Its ok pal, this is life

Accepted and  established by all

And now by me too,

By letting you go

I'm setting myself free

Moving to a different dimension

With loads of positivity! 

This marks the end of our journey.

Ha!

If a person feels that he can control a person / a happening or a situation, he is, with due respects, a mighty fool!

This is sheer ignorance, perhaps a pure play of his ego as nothing is in anybody's control.

You may have an influence (good or bad) on a situation or a person, but can never control it, that's an illusion. 

That false feeling of gratification of soothing the ego makes people 'think' that they are 'in charge'. 

Heck, what's God for then? Has He allocated to you, a part of His work? 

So, to all the freaks around! Here's the bitter truth, you ain't in charge of anything!!!!! 

SO, stop bossing around.

Live & let live. It's simple. Get it?

In this world, we are just spectators of the events that happen in life. A wise man knows that and lives with that thought. Contribute to the situation, don't try to control it.

Well, some people just love all the false hype and illusion. What a pity!

I think its high time we popped that beautiful bubble of theirs! :P

What say, folks? 

Grin!

Who am I ?

Every now and then we all go through what they call an 'identity crisis'!

Is it our nativity, personality, qualification, relationships or interests that defines us?
If so, won't that be a limitation, after all?

Despite of countless hours of pondering on the same, I fail to associate myself to one category, as I'm many things in one. We all are! I have many roles to play. It is a mere role after all, why should just a role define me?

Perhaps, I am nobody.

And then I think, why do I need to define myself? Who asked for it and why do I owe anybody an answer. The answer lies within me and it is for me to know.

The truth is, I can be anybody I want to, as I have that infinite capacity of being so. We set our boundaries. We set limitations. We play many roles in this life of ours, they all are passing phases. What remains is 'you'. That constant thing makes you see and observe these things, and that introspects. But wait, this is the mind, isn't it? So what are you, the mind?
What is the body for then? Just flesh and bones?

This thinking goes on and on...

The fact is, it is for you to chose... be anything you want to be...

ANYTHING.

"God, you think, God you are! Dust, you think, dust you are!"

So watch your thoughts! It's your life, let it be your call!

Roadkill:

What now, amigo?

Rango:

No man can walk out on his own story. I'm goin' back.

Roadkill:

But why?

Rango:

Because that's who I am.

[from the movie: Rango]