Fals Fantasy

Everything i have,which a common man would.Money,Status,Respect.......
You name it I have it.A big house...far away from home,i mean from my parents.The latest designer clothes, but a worn out bodyI afford to taste different Cuisines....but lack the affection of food.Everyday I meet new people, but then I long ceased to make a new friend.I am not worried out the things,what i realise i lost the innocence and fun in the life.You achive the goal,but you lost your persona. is that the rule of life...?You have to loose.....to gain....but what....Emotions, Innocence.....The couple of hundred bucks that u save for a long period just to ensure Future....and missing out Thousands of pleasure & Fun moments at present.But i know there is a comfort zone in living in a false fantasy.....Coz it gives you Status....Respect....Everything you Fantasies.

False Fantasy

Everything i have,which a common man would.Money,Status,Respect.......
You name it I have it.A big house...far away from home,i mean from my parents.The latest designer clothes, but a worn out bodyI afford to taste different Cuisines....but lack the affection of food.Everyday I meet new people, but then I long ceased to make a new friend.I am not worried out the things,what i realise i lost the innocence and fun in the life.You achive the goal,but you lost your persona. is that the rule of life...?You have to loose.....to gain....but what....Emotions, Innocence.....The couple of hundred bucks that u save for a long period just to ensure Future....and missing out Thousands of pleasure & Fun moments at present.But i know there is a comfort zone in living in a false fantasy.....Coz it gives you Status....Respect....Everything you Fantasies.

I,ME,MYSELF

I am not what others,
Think me to be,
But I am what I think,
Myself to be.

I am not what others,
Hear from me when I speak,
I am what I speak to myself,
In front of the mirror

I am not of the smile,
Visible on the face,
I am of the tears,
That never show a trace

I am not of the weakness,
That others see,
I am strength,
Known alone to me

I am not what,
Life destined me to be,
But I am what,
I desire life to be

I am not what,
Mere words describe,
But I am what,
Silence speaks aloud.

YET I,ME,MYSELF......
IS STILL A MYSTERY TO ME.

Inner Sense

A boy was constantly scratching his head. His father looked at him one day and said, “Son, why are you always scratching your head?”
“Well”, the boy responded, “I guess because I am the only one who knows it itches.”

This is inner sense! Only you know. Nobody else can know. It cannot be observed from the outside. When you have a headache, only you know – you cannot prove it.. When you are happy, only you know – you cannot prove it. You cannot put it on the table to be inspected by everybody, dissected, analyzed.
Inner sense has it own validity. But because of the scientific training, people have lost trust in their inner sense. They depend on others. You depend s much that if somebody says, “You are looking very happy,” you start feeling happy. If twenty people decide to make you unhappy, they can make you unhappy. They just have to repeat it the whole – day – whenever you come across them, they have to say to you, “you are looking very unhappy, very sad. What is the matter? Somebody died or something?” And you will start suspecting; so many people are saying that you are unhappy, you must be.
You depend on people’s opinions. You have depended on people’s opinions so much that you have lost all tract of inner sense. This inner sense has to be rediscovered, because all that is beautiful and all that is good and all that is divine can be felt only by the inner sense.