What would you choose? Being always right to make yourself happy or be wrong at times for the sake of someone else's happiness....

I’m sure most of us have found ourselves in situations which have put us into dilemma. Everyone wants to be right all the time and yet never be hurtful. This at times is not possible because being right involves a certain percentage of heartbreaks as well. We have come across people in our professional or personal lives who love to be ruthlessly right. For such people, it is only their point of view that matters. They refuse to acknowledge that others might be right as well. For them always being right is the key to their happiness. Any other proposition leaves them disoriented and unhappy.

We keep meeting men or women in our day-to-day lives who seem to be nice people. They have the most amazing personality, envious career graphs, and oodles of sophistication in them. But, if you have a closer look at their lives you would find that their personal and professional relationships are going haywire. Their employees or organizations always find some bone of contention. The crux of the problem is that these ‘nice ladies or gentlemen’ just cannot accept anyone else being right. If things go their way they are the most charming people but if you fail to adhere to their ‘sense of righteousness’ then you’re sure inviting trouble.

Now, let’s ask ourselves some questions.

Is it possible for us to allow someone else to be right sometimes even though it may make us unhappy?

Would we still prefer being right even though it’s costing us our relationships?

Do we always try to prove that the other person is wrong?

Are we able to appreciate people who do the jobs not according to our ways and yet be happy?

Do we always scream “This is our way, and we cannot even think of the other way?”

If answers to the above mentioned questions are “YES” then we definitely need help because we are inviting problems for life.  Life is not only about life and death, being successful or unsuccessful, or maintaining bank balances but it is also about how beautifully we maintain and grow in our relationships. If things don’t go our way we should learn to take them with a pinch of salt. Sometimes, handling disagreements also give us the same amount of pleasure if not more than always being ‘right’. Aggression and assertiveness are excellent attributes when used in moderation. Have you ever thought of having several vitamins at a time to make your body function perfectly instantly? No, that would spell disaster for your body. Similarly, an overdose of being always right can ruin relationships beyond repair.

We should all learn to sit back, chill, and enjoy being wrong at times. The happiness of seeing others doing their ‘bit of right’ can be as intoxicating if we just learn to get involved in their happiness.

The ball is in our court now. Do we want to remain happy alone or share our happiness with people who make our lives beautiful? Sometimes, being wrong for the right reasons keeps us happier than being right for all wrong reasons. Give it a thought my friends…

                                                                         

The Homecoming......

As the days, months, years pass by;

I find a deeper understanding in me grow

To rely on almighty’s wisdom

And let myself flow

In the river of love and light that is so pure.

As I sit today contemplating,

On the time I spent to know

The Me in Him and the Him in Me;

I realize it was a fruitful journey

Where I was the sailor

And HE was my navigator.

I took the leap of faith

Fearing I might have a bad fall

But He took me in his arms

And said,

“Welcome home my child.”

And now I wonder how I could have spent

So many days, months, and years

Away from my celestial home.

The Thoughtful U-Turn....of my thoughts.....................

 I am again at a loss of words,

Looking blankly at my notebook,

Thinking hard

For the thoughts that made me talk!

As I close my eyes to think,

I see an image flashing,

A fleet of thoughts racing

Away, away, and away

From me!

I am exasperated;

I close my eyes harder,

And run faster,

To catch up with my fleeing thoughts.

But

Alas! My friends,

I still find them

Moving away, away, and away,

From me!

Once again,

I close my eyes.

This time, I talk to my thoughts

And say,

“Oh! My thoughts

Please don’t run away from me.

Come back to me,

As you’re the only one,

I’ve now left with me!

The thoughts replied,

“Girl, we’re not forsaking you

But we need our space too.

We are on a vacation

On a short spree of rejuvenation,

We made you talk a lot

And now,

For a change we will talk

And you’ll be in our thoughts.

The thoughts continued,

‘Close your eyes not tightly but lightly,

Now,

Move away, away, and away

From us

But

Hear us as we talk

And remember all along

That you are now our thought.

Relax,

Let your soul hear us

Let your mental eyes see us

As we make merry rejuvenating

In the cosmic ocean

Rise from the physical plane

And join us.

Initially,

I was scared and confused

But then

I could hear my thoughts again,

“Come on join us,

It’s time you trust us,

Abandon your fears,

And float in the cosmic ocean,

As this is the ultimate bliss.

The thoughts continued,

“Our job is to guide you

To wait on you

To escort you to the next level of your journey!

And now,

Dear, it’s your turn

To move away, away, and away

From us!

As from now on

We will talk and you will be our thought!

The Irony of Common Dreams......

In the sunshine of my life

I found you at my side,

We shared many moments magical,

Ever happy, never cried.

Till came a time in our lives

When the Wind of Change blew fierce,

In the darkest winter blues you cast me off,

My heart abandoned, cruelly pierced.

We walked the road uphill,

Where we shared common dreams,

I left mine to make yours come true,

But you walked away without giving me a clue.

Soon you realized that your dreams belonged to you,

And you needed someone else to walk with you.

I was just a means to reach out to your dreams,

And now I am left alone wondering,

Were they at all our common dreams!

The Fairyland.....

This is a story of a little girl

With a granny who sang her a song

Of fairies in white gowns

Flying down to take her

To the magical world

Of shining wands.

She fluttered open her tiny wings

To dance and sing

With her fairy queens.

Time passed;

The little girl,

Now a young woman,

All set to create her own fairy land.

She donned her white gown,

To walk down the aisle of life,

Only to be greeted by elves,

With a crooked hat and a crooked smile.

She ran back to her granny

Now very old;

Looked at her,

With a pair of weak, shimmering eyes.

The young woman wept and cried

And said, “Granny I lost my fairies

And the fairyland,

Please tell me the way back to my lost paradise”

Granny gave a wide toothless grin

Before she replied,

“Dear, the fairies left the world,

As the men’s hearts turned cruel.

Now,

It’s your turn to recreate the lost paradise.

So,

Spread out your wings

And let the fairy in you fly

To create a land of wonder

Where dreams, visions, and hope

Sound the thunder.

And the day you welcome the showers of bliss,

I’m sure

Your fairies would be back

To bless your fairyland.”

The Unknown Voice......

The wind was playing with my hair

As I was staggering down the muddy lane,

Carelessly kicking the pebbles,

And watching the mud rise,

Suddenly, I heard a small voice asking me,

“Do you know me?

Have we met before?”

I stopped;

Silently,

The pebbles rolled to one corner;

The rising mud fleeted down,

To caress the lonely lane again.

But,

The wind still played with my hair,

And the small voice spoke again,

“Do we know each other?”

I was speechless as I looked around,

I could not see anyone far or near,

My breath was as silent as me,

But;

The wind still played with my hair,

And lo!

The small voice could be heard again.

It slowly whispered,

Hey, answer me!

I muttered, “Dear I don’t know you,

Nor can I see you,

But I can only hear you,

May I know who are you?”

There was stillness all around

But,

The wind still played with my hair

And the small voice could be heard again!

This time, the voice chuckled

I was dismayed.

It said, “I’ve known you all along

But you never tried to know me.”

I said,

“Dear that’s an unlikely proposition

As I’ve always cared for people I’ve known!”

The voice replied,

“You’re right sweetheart.

You’ve cared for people

You’ve cared for voices.

You’ve cared for everyone

But you’ve never cared for me!”

I replied,

“Ah! Common that can’t be true;

You say,

I’ve cared for everyone but you!”

The voice, was stern this time

And said, “Yes you heard it right

You cared for all but me!”

The voice continued,

“I was your all,

I was your dream

I was your being,

I was you and you were me,

Yes, I was your LIFE

But

You never cared for me!”

The wind still played with my hair,

As I continued walking down the muddy lane.

Now,

I kicked the pebbles harder;

Smiled at the rising mud,

And shouted loud and clear,

“Life, watch out for me!

Now it’s going to be

Just you and me!”

A Small Pack of Wishes....

Yeah…I’ve a small pack of wishes,

I’d like to share with one and all.

My wishes may look puny

But, they are enough

To make the flashes of my life

Worth watching!

I wish to have my share of rainbows

To always follow the clouds,

A few silver linings

Which reassure that every

Night is followed by a beautiful morn.

I wish for laughter to kiss my lips,

Even at times when my chips are down,

And when sadness intrudes,

I wish for innumerable smiles

To brighten up my days

And say

Yeah, we’re there for you.

I wish for beauty

That sooths the tired eyes

Warms the broken hearts

Lifts the spirits that sag,

Hugs the drooping shoulders;

And takes away the pain

From the lives

It touches.

I wish for undaunting faith,

To believe in myself;

To have courage to know,

And patience to accept the truth,

That life is much beyond

To what my eyes can meet.

And last but the not the least

I wish for the cup of love

To be always overflowing in my life

Along with the sparkles of everlasting friendships,

To see me through the sunset of my life!

Yes, I've Learnt to Say NO

When the going is rough,

The situations are tough,

And reason says enough,

I say, NO

I’ll never give up!

When I see a child without a school bag

All wrapped up in a rag

And growing up with a tag

That education is meant for a privileged few

I say, NO

This can’t be true

The child has a right

Just as you and me

To have the best in life!

When I see a woman

Being deprived of her rights

Beaten black and blue

By the ridiculous norms

I say, NO

I’ll never be one of them

As I prefer having my share of fights

But will never give up in fright!

When I see people

Running after materialistic gains

Forgetting to enjoy life

While bartering their gains for pains

I say, NO

To this mad marathon

As life to me is too true

And beautiful

To be spent in counting pennies earned!

Yes, I’ve learnt to say NO

The harder way

But then

It’s one of the best things

I’ve learnt so far!

An Ode to Humanity

                I would like to dedicate this to Mother Teresa on the occasion of her birth anniversary.

                                                                                    

My friends, you have the liberty to call me naïve

As I attempt to write an ode to humanity.

Humanity has fallen from its throne,

It’s been mercilessly strangulated by countless gory deeds.

It now wallows in the mud,

Crawls with the lowest animal;

Shrieking for mercy and praying for love.

It lies helplessly, watching with its glassy eyes;

Humans marching back

Toward the forgotten Darwinian age

That preached "Survival of the fittest!"

 “To be or not to be”

Is the burning question asked to us by humanity.

 If humans can feel,

Then why are they so cold?

If humans can listen

Then why don't they do as they're told?

If humans can speak,

Then why is there silence all around?

If humans can wait,

Then why is there impatience in their deeds?

If humans can really include,

Then why is there loneliness all around?

If humans can love,

Then why is there vicious hatred all around?

My dear friends

You can’t create heaven in hell!

This is all we got,

This planet is our heaven or hell.

It’s high time

That we get back to our basics.

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you”

Yes, we can retrace our steps;

As the clock is still ticking,

Reminding us that it’s still not too late

To continue with our noble responsibility

Of building a secular world

That believes in global religion of humanity!

My dear friends, let’s join our hands;

To create a new, beautiful world;

That believes in hard core humanity

And preaches the modern mantra

Of having a world

That is “One for all and all for one!”