Trick for life

I am happy to announce that I am happy. Yes, I think that should do…

Hello fellow mortal, playing the game of life. Happiness and Sadness, ups and downs, rights and wrongs are all taking their turns and making you jump the hoops, right?

That’s alright. Life is 10% events and 90% reactions to those events.

So while we cannot control 10%, we can definitely command the remaining 90% with the help of a Trick. A trick for life.

Good Morning to all, all the way from India!

Namaste 🙂

Trick

“Every action has an equal and opposite reaction”

A law of science which is absolute and true.

Also true is the law of ramification,

“Our actions which are reactions have consequences too”.

Most of our open eyed time,

Is spent on figuring out, what to do.

And while this is necessary and prime,

I see a trick for life clearly through.

Embracing events with positivity and smile,

Is the only simple trick we can do.

Being angry, sad, or even scared is not worthwhile,

Something amazing is always hidden from view.

Alvin, Simon, and Theodore

3 idiots, Harry Potter series, The Hangover, The three musketeers and many more. List can go on for a long time but I think you get the gist.

There is something about a trio. I too am a part of one such trio. Currently stationed far from each other and barely finding time to talk we all know the bond we have and the friendship we share… It’s immune to the decay of time

But why 3?!?

Because while 2 may be playing see-saw, the third one will always ensure that the to and fro continues in the group. Each keeps lifting the other.

The Trio

Three equally stupid but nice people,

From random parts of the world,

Fortunately crossed each other’s path.

What was complex became simple,

As the trio hurled,

Boarding different buses on the same path.

The Calm one is smart, short, and lazy,

But dependable and capable of wonders.

The loud one is confident and quite differently witty,

An army brat with techno thunders.

And the third one is I, your poet yet to prove,

Fortunate to have committed so many blunders.

One’s success motivates the rest,

One’s failure teaches best,

Learn from each other despite who writes the test,

Finding a good friend is the true contest.

Dried Ink

Coming back…

 

Ironic!

A live street in an iconic city,

Yet everything seems dull as a desert.

Pages are blank while the Pen is witty,

Ironically the writer is unable to assert.

 

Which brings into question the reason for this,

This void of thoughts in an ever thinking mind.

And as the writer seeks the miss,

He lost his eyes and turned blind.

 

Chair right in the front made a noise,

As if someone just came and sat.

And in a sound similar to mine, said

“It’s time for you to have a chat”

 

I listened as I narrated an old story,

Who, What, Why and When came back.

A poet who was in his prime and glory,

Is in need of a whole new track.

 

And no one else could tell me that,

For no one else knows me for I.

Yes, sometimes you need to put on the wise old hat,

And look for yourself with a blind eye.

 

The story he narrated is different for each of us,

And so is the struggle, so is the fuss.

Suddenly the voice muted and I could see,

A new path and an awaiting bus…

 

Paramount

What is the best we can do?

– Give our everything.

What is everything?

Heart, Hard work, Honesty, and Hope.

Let’s break this dilemma down for once and for all.

Heart:-

In order to achieve, first believe.

For without believe there is no hope.

Ensure your heart is ready to heave,

As it is a steep and long slope.

Hard-work:-

Everything comes for a price,

Dreams too, if you will.

Luck can simply roll the dice,

Hard-work is the greatest skill.

Honesty:-

Pursue only if you are sure,

Time is superior to money.

Honest aim is the trait of mature,

Otherwise you life is just funny.

Hope:-

Once the heart is ready and beating,

Once the mind is prepared to work,

And when honesty is doing your bidding,

Have hope, you will never be stuck.

Simple

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Let’s keep things simple shall we?

Often when we shoot for our goals we don’t always make it. Sometimes when we do, we are overwhelmed and filled with joy but when we do not we break down, doubt ourselves and go into a spiral.

You see, there is a cure for that. The cure is very Simple. 

What is the cure, you ask?

I already told you, it is simple.

So for the 121st time, Read to know…know to read

 

Simple

Simple is the solution that you seek,

Even though the times are hard.

I know you feel that your chances are bleak,

Trust me it is just one more yard.

So you had to wait a little while longer,

Or you lost after reaching till the end.

A weak one succeeded while you were stronger,

Or any other time when you weren’t contend.

You felt pain, you felt sorry,

You had doubts and acted folly.

Thinking of what winners might have done,

Simple as I told you already.

They tried again…

Privilege

Most of us are made the same,

But only a few leave a mark.

While we play, they design the game,

With signatures nothing less of a hallmark.

Irrelevant of their fields, irrelevant of their nations,

Irrelevant of their culture, language or even traditions,

Was their methods. Unique that they became success’s definition.

Every great being was his/her own competition.

So a fast one is late and a slow one is on time,

Or a strong one is fake and a lean one fights crime,

Or the orator brags while the silent rhymes,

Ordinary people walk but the greats climb.

Most of us were made the same,

But only they left their mark.

While we looked at others game,

To humanities privilege, they added their spark.

Reboot

A motivational note…

Do you know why our eyes release tears?

I’ll answer that at the very end.

For now let us not pretend,

Reboot, regroup and comprehend.

Every morning we get on with our work,

Trying to move a step ahead, scared to get stuck,

But it is not that simple, not that straight,

Life has it’s way of being a jerk.

So we try and try again till we can,

Soaring with our wide wingspan,

But eventually we run out of energy and plan,

And end up quitting what we began.

Every machine on this Earth,

Including humans for all their worth,

Need to reboot every now and then,

Answering the question which was stuck.

So take some time to stroll back,

Steal some peace and love for self,

Indulge in things and give yourself some slack,

A Soft temperament is impossible to crack.

Searching…

Did you find what you were looking for?

Something we ask other people quite often. But what about our own selves?

To find one must get lost,

For the thing you seek is lost too.

To learn one must forget,

Pretend there is nothing that you ever knew.

To understand what you do not,

Try something different and new,

To find peace and yourself,

Walk in the world’s shoe.

To do anything that you wish to,

First do what you never did.

To be anything you hope to be,

Life will only allow and not forbid.

Blanket

To most it was a blanket to curl in,

But for one it was a cape.

While the sleeping slept after their win,

The innocent one took on a hero’s shape.

Innocence makes the world so different,

For they see what anyone would do.

But their interpretations are invigorant,

Do you remember the last time you flew?

Powered with strength, powered with energy,

Power to spread laughter and joy,

The blanketed hero can avert any jeopardy,

As would any who knew evil can only toy.


Add some innocence to the seriousness

A conversation

I seek a conversation with me,

But I rarely can manage time.

So I asked, when will I be free?,

Some time during the rhyme.

Amidst all the hustle and bustle,

I found time for everything else,

Life presents opportunities only after tussle,

Opportunities encoded in the book we write for ourselves.

So take a walk and talk during the walk,

For at times you need to hear it from yourself.

Each solution that I need,

Is right next to me round the clock.