Smile

Alongside fear, there is hope

Alongside reality,they are dreams.

There is often a difference between what we want to do and what we have to do,we often choose the latter under the cover that we will always have time to do what we would want.We have many paths to choose from and the journey of life is based on our realization of the choice of path that will be true to us.  Someday in the mist of time we look back and go through all those moments and experience desperation and elation,within a short time span.They are actually two sides of the same coin, you can only value joy after you have experienced sorrow.There is always a tinge of regret when we look back at certain memories of the past,the question 'What If.... keeps on lingering like a layer of dew on the leaf of those memories. What if that had happened,or What if that had not happened.They are certain questions to which we have no answer and through the realization of that we learn the process of letting go.That is something no one can teach you,It is something you learn as you mature with experience.People often relate maturity with the age of an individual,I believe maturity is related to the depth of emotion and experience a person has gone through.

What is it about the past that is so attractive that you often go back to it,and spend time in its vicinity,longing for the warmth you had got from a moment or trying to forget the pain another moment had given you.Even though a memory is painful you still go back to it,that is something i could never understand,why do I think about something that has caused me pain, Is it in a futile attempt to get over it or am I still in the hope that it did not happen.They are some rare memories which each of us keep in our Pandoras Box. Firmly shut and only for our eyes.

I have noticed that whenever I write as I progress a note of pessimism sneaks into my words,so to overturn that effect I would like to share this wonderful poem with you from the movie 'Udaan' .  Something about this poem just makes me smile. I hope you do to. Till next time....

 Chhoti-chhoti chhitrayi yaadein

Bichhi hui hain lamhon ki lawn par.

Nange pair unpar chalte-chalte

Itni door chale aaye

Ki ab bhool gaye hain –

Joote kahan utaare the.

Aedi komal thi, jab aaye the.

Thodi si naazuk hai abhi bhi.

Aur nazuk hi rahegi

In khatti-meethi yaadon ki shararat

Jab tak inhe gudgudati rahe.

Sach, bhool gaye hain

Ki joote kahan utaare the.

Par lagta hai,

Ab unki zaroorat nahin."