Paper Planes

We all love to call ourselves perfect citizens of this nation. Think about it! Are we really perfect? Do we really put in any efforts to be  perfect citizens? Are we all mature enough to take this responsibility of calling ourselves perfect citizens??? Guess No! Anyways, I believe the first step towards being the perfect citizen is to be considerate towards other citizens ! So, today I really want to write about something where we tend to lose our tolenrence for each other completely! And that thing is Driving! Why is it so that while driving, alomost all of us become aggressive, we all just refuse to treat each other amicably? Why it so that while controlling a machine, we stop controlling our minds? Why do we allow our mind to reject every idea of driving peacefully and become considerate towards other drivers, vehicles people on roads! Anyways, I just want put down 10 unsaid and tacit traffic rules which we all sh...

At times I see people commenting or making fun of a person’s looks and outer appearance! I feel strange! I mean isn’t that so ridiculous? I just feel weird about it… and there is a reason to it… I agree we (all the people) come from different backgrounds, our upbringings are different, our nature, our personalities are also different but then there is one thing that is so common in all of us, and it is beyond our social status, our outer looks etc… and thats the thing with which we all (without exception) are made of: the bones, the blood and the flesh! Even the color of these things within all of us is same! And they all work on the same modus operandi for all of us. So when our internal systems are same, why do we so much bother about the external ones? When the color of our bones, blood and flesh is same then why are we so much obsessed about the change in the color of skin that covers them all??? Its all same inside, then why the outside things matter ...

Here is one of my fav quotes. Its simple, crisp and yet, so clear! Dolly Parton has given such a wonderful message in just few words! Hope you love it:

Sometimes, I wonder what is the definition of right and wrong in our society? Where does that thin line lies between appropriate and in appropriate acc to our society? I mean what so ever you do, this society which we live in will always judge you and criticize you! Even if they appreciate you on your face, they are definitely going to mock you at your back! This happens specially with women… Strange but that’s the reality of the society we breathe in! And we can't help it because we belong to a very closely knitted society! I have faced this many times: at school, at work everywhere! People are ready to judge you, to condemn you. At times, you feel like they are just in gaze of attacking you with criticism like a vulture and even if you don’t give them reasons, they have amazing abilities to find them! They can judge you (without your permission, mind it!) on the basis of your looks, your dressing sense, your way of walking, your way of talking, the kind of friends you have...

If you have read my previous posts, you would surely know how passionate I feel about this one word called "Friendship"! I believe, it is one of the most beautiful relationship on earth and you are lucky and blessed if you get a chance to say that "I have many best friends!"... And I am amongst those lucky ones!!! Yayyyyyy… <drumroll plzzzzz....> They say I am super emotional when it comes to my friends! Yes, I admit I am! I love all of them and I can do any damn thing to make them smile:) Here goes a small note to my gang: Cheers to: All the crap that we together love to do, The world would call us insane if they knew... All the shit that we love to talk, All the laughs that we can’t stop... All the gossip that we share, The fun we have together is so rare... All our stupid inside jokes, Feel bad for those about whom we mock... All the tears that we shed together, All the pain that we bear for each other... Its hard to de...

How true is the below quote!!! and how beautifully and effortlessly, John Lennon has put down the meaning and truth of life in one sentence! What do you think?

So there is this boy I love so much, Who makes my heart go up and down with a touch... It definitely was the love at first sight, That first look gave my heart the flight of a kite... I still remember his very first smile, In my stomach, it gave me so many butterflies... I still remember our very first meet, Blazing our hearts with such a tremendous heat... Even after six years of love and bliss together, You make me fall in for you every day, every month and every year... You have blessed my life with so much happiness and joy, How can you always create this magic O boy!... You have given a meaning to my life, I am really blessed to be your wife... I only and only have one single wish that we always remain together, Even death wouldn’t have the power to part us from each other... I want to live every single moment of my life with you, I want to grow old with you, I want to live with you and want to die with you... I love you!

Why do nights seem to be so desperate to get wet these days, The clouds come thundering playfully with a faze... Copying the night, even days become frantic to get drenched, Why is it so that their thirst never seems to be quenched... Looks like the clouds love to pour water on the earth, Does not want to leave even an inch of land in dearth... Nights start dancing as it hears the rumbling of the clouds, Days cannot stop tapping by seeing the hazy and murky crowd... Mist and fog covers the sky completely, Playing with the clouds and rain so discreetly... How much I wish this pouring to stop, The bright sun to appear and absorb all the water drops... I feel like the clouds tease me by veiling the sun, ‘Coz They know I love its brightness and for me, that’s the fun... Why do nights and days seem to be so desperate to get wet these days, And the clouds naughtily covering the sky and blocking the rays... Keep Smiling and stay blessed:)

I beg my soul to drag me into the ocean of dreams, Where there are only love fountains and streams... How strong and sturdy sometimes I get this feeling now, I have no idea who is going to help me, when, where and how! My heart asks someone to drag me into the sea of dreams, I have no idea about the reason of these weird feelings... Is it that I am fed up of the realty of this cruel and selfish world?, Is it that I feel in dreams my tensions will get curled... Is it my soul which doesn’t want to remain wake up now?, Is it my heart that doesn’t like the world’s reality anymore?... What is it that is pulling me far away into the sea of dreams?, Is it that it is more beautiful than our real world’s gleams?... What is it that is pulling me far away into the ocean of dreams?, Is it the fact that I can live my life there on my own regimes?... How strong and sturdy sometimes I get this feeling now, I have no idea who is going to help me, when, where and how!.....

Do you remember your first bicycle?, Did it have a bell that used to jiggle?... A pink beautiful bicycle, I used to own, Decorated with flowers and ribbons with matching tone... It meant to me more than anything, For me it was the only source of escaping... It bought me freedom and independence, Without license, I used to escape to the silence... Silence of woods, trees and gardens, After school, they used to be my warden... How much I used to adore my little bike, It used to take me beyond my home’s dike... I had the most beautiful cycle in the neighborhood, With so much pride I used to ride it in my childhood... It was almost like a best friend to me then, I felt it had heart, soul, feelings and compassion... I still miss that beautiful small pink bike of mine, The symbol of independence, freedom, love and so divine...

Another day would pass in a wink, In few hrs, in the night it would sink... And then a new day will come, With new hopes and optimism... In between lies the beautiful night, For few, it’s a reason of fright... Same is with our troubles in life, Which comes and goes like these nights... But one hope can keep you going in this race, However dark is a night, it has a new day to face... A day clear, amazing, dazzling and bright, The new hope fills it with all the colors of light... So ever again when you feel surrounded with problem, A phase where all you see is trouble, difficulty and loads of glum... Stand, Smile and confidently tell yourself, A new day will definitely be bought by an elf... Because after every night, how so ever dark or light, A new day has to come with full of colors so bright!

I look up at the sky and think, How old it would have been… Smiling like a teenager up there, At it’s girlfriend, being in affair… The sky is flirting with his love, Earth feeling shy seeing him above… When sky feels romantic, everything turns bright, With glowing sun in the day and sparkling moon in the night... It starts raining when the sky is sad, Rain being the tears of this lad… Winters arrive when the sky is enraged, In form of Snow, it shows its outrage… Autumn comes when he miss her madly, Trees shed their leaves when earth sings sadly… What a divine love, they both share, Being miles apart, still they care… They know they can never meet, Still devoted to each other in this discrete… I feel they are absolutely in love, They share a relationship that can never be shove… Wish all the lovers learn from them, To treat each other like a precious Gem… Keep Smiling Alwazzzz:)

Have you ever stared at the stars, Wish to fill all of them in some jars… Looks like so many eyes blinking so high, Of Gods observing the world from the sky… Then swiftly I get another thought, As if they are lamps lightened by lord… Then I feel they are dots on a beautiful blanket, That covers and keep safe everyone on our planet… And again my notion suddenly gets changed, From God to kids it gets exchanged… Now I feel they are blocks of a kid, Creating different shape is the looker’s bid… At times I feel they are dancers performing gracefully, On the stage of the sky they move and blink beautifully... Don't they look like a painting at times, Tinted by few artists in the pastimes… Sometimes their blinking looks like talking, With each other, about the world they are mocking… Blinking being their language to express, Even without words, so much they profess… Whatever is the truth behind these stars, I just feel like filling them in my jars...