Snippets of the mind by Gagansvaid

There are many ways of controlling the anger or situation. One could be through the practice of silence and by letting it be (to avoid arguments); the second, to speak up and clear your heart to not keep burdens for later. Interestingly, both these ways are for complete peace of the soul. Afterall, all of us need healing and there is no one else better than the person oneself to bring that healing, through any of the above two ways.

Funnel needs to be filled with water.  Funnel needs to be emptied and filled again.  The process can continue till life exists, there is no short-key or halt-key; just a pass-key makes sure, that you move forward & never look back. Times you're in a fix, the earth beneath you shifts, difficult to stand alone, but you still do. You wish there was a second chance, but there is none. If you have lost once, you shall be determined as a loser forever, as it shows up in your attitude, a PROBLEM. Where others weigh you down, they judge you to bits, and worry not, you're doing the same to people around you. You consider yourself to be super correct, while the other is not as equipped with  the understanding of life that you think you do. Life moves on, some relations strong while some relations left behind, and you are a joy to look at while sadness cannot be dismissed - that's a part of you.

The night when you wake up to a bad dream, your reality is shown to you, your fears are brought forward to help you see the real face of life. You are no longer alone in that moment because you are so much more than a soul. You're fear, hope, possession, attachment, and a wanderer above all that. Answerable to a million questions, stronger, sharper and wittier; you have to prove your strength from time to time.  That is when you understand that you have grown up. Life isn't just a spoonful of calories, there is the mention of fat in your stress report, the blood pressure goes through highs and lows after you meet people of different frequencies and have to tolerate them at the same time. You're wild, rough and open to any kinds of talks. The actor you had wanted to mimic all your life, you become that. The theatre scene of different tones and notes you had wanted to display, comes alive. And you wonder, all your fears were real, and in the end you have nothing more.. b...

Philosophies of life shall never die. We live all of them, one day at a time. Progressing through them, standing by them, we make them the irreplaceable part of ourselves. Simply a thought occurs to me that if this moment stops, what would happen to the consistent world of possibilities? Would it stop as well, or would the world stop only for me? In a moment, laughter could end up into pearls of tears. The sadness the next moment could create a crescendo of music, leaving it in the ears forever to ring. The sight of pain could remain, while another sunshine the next morning could bring meaning and composure never known earlier. We all wanderers come to this world thinking it to be a playground of toys, kisses and heartfelt joys. Only when the bubble world ends do we understand, the world we had been living in wasn't so real as at that very moment. Reality and imagination criss-cross; there is still a lot to breathe in and breathe out. More moments and times shall happen to y...

Smile, dear heart - for you have come, a long way. Flow, dear wanderer - be, who you have never been. Your majesty, you have a name; a riser, you shall never be the same. Realize, your potential, your world; the time is less, stay sane. -- Gagansvaid

How often does it happen, that life sings for you? From my point of view that happens when life is happy. Life and you, both! Happiness is that state of mind when you can be yourself. A person, as a whole; complete. When the meaning you had written for success comes as strings of visualization and realization. That is the time when life sings for me. When did it happen, and how? It might seem very childish, but then it is a childish thought only. I had planned this, with the conspiration of the forces of the world. "The day when I would be proud of myself on Holi, that day, would mean success to me," I had said to myself. Year after year I waited for Holi, at times I hated the concept of Holi, I didn't wanna go out, but that was only after I was an adult. Five years from then, today at 23, I am proud of myself; I can go out under the sun, and dance wholeheartedly. Today was that day, and I wanted to write about it so I remember that one of my dreams came true. ...