Books

Books

Pick up a book and start to read
The first page is where you begin your first step
Your mind will walk on those words
And your heart will feel their beat

Your steady eye balls and your paused body
Your straight spine and your bend neck
Your silent mouth and your loud brain
Your usual you and your new you

Books are the house of treasures and souls
You will be in adventure and stories
It opens a way to reach the Deadman's voice
And hear the whispering wisdom to live wiser

Shakespeare is writing somewhere in your library
Einstein is thinking somewhere in your library
Socrates is discussing somewhere in your library
Where are you still wondering?

Do you feel like laughing and you can't?
Do you feel like winning and you can't?
Do you want to make money and you can't?
Do you want to change the world and you can't?

Books are orchestras that can play our emotions and feelings
Books are full of secrets that are left by champions
Books are simply the treasures that are ignored by fools
Books are the true master that will answer your questions
Books are the only compass that will locate your direction

Between these pages you will lost
Between these pages you will find
You will no longer be you after you read
You are more than you

This is life

This is life

First I was loved by everyone
As I am too cute and innocent
I am free to cry or shit on the street
All my mistakes are accepted
Then I joined school as I am bit grown up
I met many playmates of my age
I was loved by family and few others
Some older people started teaching me
Telling this is correct and that is incorrect
They wanted to see the correct me
I became less happy and more correct
But everyone around me were appreciating
Because I was good at being correct
Even my family was so proud of me
Years passed away with same story
I grew up taller and smarter
I started disobeying elders
As they sound too boring to me
I began breaking the rules
Where I met more friends of my age
They all surrounded me like a honey
I felt that life will go on with them
We shared jokes and fucked the question papers
Elders started to dislike me
I suddenly realize that there is love
I jumped all my interest on girls
My talents became tools of attraction
And stories grew more interesting
Sometimes I pictured those girls as everything
But turns out that all those fairytales are fake
And I felt deeply regretted and wanted to change
I realized that I am lost in this world
My family was there to give me a second chance
Honestly it has been so hard to push myself back
Sometimes there while sometimes here, it swings
I kept seeing different dramas as I move
This world became an unexplored mystery to me
So many people are telling me different things
I don't understand whom to listen
Even there are more than hundred different religions
I don't understand my beginning and my own ending
Is it for money, power, love or more than that?
The purpose of life is unknown and will always be
I became a man now and it is time to prove who I am
I have to choose a path that will write rest of the story
Will it turn out to be one of the best story ever as I dreamed?
It is fact that everyone see themselves as genius
Big or small but dream is what we all share in common
Only few are willing to risk everything to see the best of themselves
I am an honest young loving man when I first took a step
Sharing happiness with sincere motivation as my mom advised
And always feeling the need to change this world
Somehow I understood why this world is as it is
Because everyone applies their intelligence on each other
First I thought it is just a mistake but it never was
People understand that smiling is necessary to win
They fool your soul to feed them more
When I can't satisfy their need then
I will be ignored or even misinterpreted
Who truly cares about my dream?
Slowly, I am learning how to live a life
Just because you are pure and honest
Will never work out in the way you believe
People compete likes and followers on Instagram
Knowing that in real life they are alone
Girls you once thought cool are different
Their pics on social media will tell a different story
Hi and bye with your friends isn't normal
Love also became a bedroom game
This sucks the beauty of life that once exist
It will be a shame to marry one of them
But remember that this is life
You can't change everything
Nobody is wrong and never blame
This is why only few people are on top
Because you must get through them
To truly define that you are a tough dude
Remember that this is life
Everyone is having this same thought at some level
You just keep moving because you are not wrong
You are unique and know this
I and you are one of those crazy people
One day we will meet when we toast our success
Be a game changer and remember that
THIS IS LIFE

Telling the hidden stories

I kindly take this leisure time to put a voice and give light to those dying stories under the hidden shadow of this ignorant world. Let us remind to ourselves that each cunning minute is silently sweeping away their painful stories and making us feel picture perfect in our own realities. They could be us or our families and our dear friends but we never push ourselves harder until it comes to attack on us. Let this be an eye opening for those of us who have no sympathy and love to those left behind souls by our mistreatment and our isolation. I don’t know how powerful it can be and how much this simple dry words will be able to shed the blood they bleed or substitute the countless sufferings they are enduring. I wish their thoughts will find space to move between my lines and wish their feelings will reach beyond themselves through this simple piece of writing that I am doing in their names.

I don’t know which the perfect word is to begin with and I have no clue how I can narrate such an important stories with this weak language skill but my heart is purely beating on their feelings and so here it flows through my pen from different souls pushing out different stories.

It is me who you look down as a slum kid and hitting with one rupee coin with different murmurings but it is not my mistake to be in this situation because I was born this way. My mother don’t have milk to feed me as she barely gets her daily meal and I have no cloth to wear or a place to call home. The sun is smoking on my soft skin and the wind is ripping off my pale skin as if I am a tree with leaves. I look like Sharukh Khan when I was born but now I can’t recognize who I am. I am a human too but I can feel that some dogs are feeling prouder than I am with their protective hairy skin and their skillful tails to try their luck or their sniffing nose hearing the call of distant food. These dogs are capable of sleeping where I can’t and it makes my eyes fill with tears. I learned different skills on the street and I am sure that I am bright enough to become engineer or doctor but I have no school bag or got no future in this life because nobody is ready to listen what I am willing to do. I will eat what you throw and pick up what you throw and I live in your throw and I am a throw away child of God. I wish you could hear my prayer and at least smile to me next time when you see me. I don’t deserve such things for I have not sinned in this life. I will die too early because I eat your garbage and breathe your toxic gas near my slum place. I only think about surviving and I have no big dreams. In my dream, I am in a big house and eating KFC chicken and I don’t wish to open my eyes as it feels so real. One day I wish this will all be a bad dream and start a new beginning for me. I am a forsaken child of God and I wish he will accept me back in his arm. Please show me love.

I am bitch as they named it and I am no less than toy. I was born to a poor farmer in Nepal. 20 years ago our crops failed due to monsoon wind where we lost our livelihood and my father sold me to one of our villagers without my mother’s permission. Our village aunty told my family that I will work for a rich family and told me about city life but as soon as I arrived New Delhi then I am nothing but a sold out kid for sex slave. I lost my virginity at the age of 12 from a man of 80 years old without my knowledge as I am not being obedient to them and they drugged me in my juice to knock me out unconscious. For the first one month, I have no rest and if I don’t listen then they put red chilly in my vagina. I spent my day in dark room and I am only activated at night. They were other young girls but none of them are courageous enough to speak up. I found out why as those who rebel them will face death or worse in some case. They dug a hole at the back of our garden to bury those dead ones without our knowledge. We are not given sex education and we are checked secretly once a month. I came to know that I am AIDS patient soon and they kicked me out. I lost my hope and all I know is to shout out to man’s face that I am good but I am losing my beauty and becoming a dead meat. I am standing up to fight for those whose fate still lies in the hand of society and I hope you won’t treat us as animal because none of us are here willingly. I am sure my mother will commit suicide if she knows that I faced such assaults. I have done living my life as whore but I consider myself as victim of social inhumane. I want to fall in love and have a baby but I can’t. I want to go out for a date but all are not real. They give me call for only one reason. Millions of girls are trading every year for sex labour. You can safe them and please next time speak up for them. When you become a parent then don’t sell your kid or don’t let your kid fall on this path.

Hi dude,

I am a drug addict who lives in an animal cage but my story has a different beginning. I look super cool and I am known as lady killer in school. I have all the things I need including many friends but things turned upside down since the day I came in contact with drugs for the first time in my life. I am favorite kid from our whole family and I misused my pocket money to buy some drugs after school with friends I met in toilet. It was not so long ago when I gained the habit of smoking cigarrate and I think it was in class seven but soon I was introduced to marijuana by my bad friends for more pleasure. I started tasting once a week then to twice and thrice then soon I started to realize that I have no control over myself but only could remind myself that this will be the last time while there isn’t have any last time. You show me your friends and I will show you your future. I was caught several times by teachers but I try to hide this from my family. I live in school hostel and one day I was caught by our head master where they held a meeting and warned me but I can’t stop it that easily by their few kind words. I ran out of money and use to steal, cheat or even beat kids for more drugs. I have no friends in real life. I started to fail in exams and I am no longer the favorite one in home. I look slim and ugly and girls started to show demand on me. When I was in class nine, I was suspended for few months from school. My parents were shocked and cried a lot. I told to myself that this time I am going to stop but as soon as I started spending more time with new friends in outside world then I don’t feel like returning back to school. I met few stronger drugs and drinking alcohol became a new additional habit to me. My family send me back to school after few months hoping that I can control better as they lost hope on me. They felt that I no longer deserve their love but they can’t stop loving me. The first week was bit hard on me but I imitated my best to show that I am changed but my true color appeared slowly as time pass by. My situation became out of control and school has no option but to send me back to home or for treatment. It is when my parents agreed to send me to a rehab center but truthfully speaking it was living hell there as I was put in a small room with people challenging my condition. So sometimes I acted dead or sometimes I scream for help but seems like no one hears me. They only feed me and teach me some lessons. I started to hear other stories too. Many of these people present here have lost their social status and dignity, even lost some of their dearest souls in the process. I felt myself useful again while we are sharing our thoughts. We started to build our will power and inner strength is our only medicine to cure this disease. I call my addiction a disease but society treat us like criminal. If they saw us on the street then they will bully us for no reasons. I don’t feel ready to go back to join in society again. I fear my discrimination and even the government can’t solve our problem though all it takes for them is to change their policy. Young people are ruining their lives due to addiction. I spent 3 years till my complete recovery but this had never been an easy journey. I still carry that disease within me and it is ready to attack me if I let it rule my mind. I am living sober but I can’t close my eyes as if nothing has happened. I fear that others might know my past or sometimes I fear I might get back into that old unwanted life. I need social support to put myself back again and I want my family to feel that I am worthy of every single love they are giving to me. I just need a second chance. Some of my friends died in front of my eyes and some of their parents went insane after knowing the reality that is facing by their only child. It can all have a better ending if we accept to love them instead of isolating them. I am not saying that I am a good boy but I am no less than you. My mother died few months back due to heart attack and it is all my fault. My father is angry with me but I am convincing him to love me. I am making new friends but sometimes when I feel like I am not accepting back by society that is when I feel like worshiping drugs or feel like committing suicide. I sincerely wish you to show pity on drug addicted people because they too want to quit but this disease is killing them inside. Your support will bring them back to life. 

Half of each other

Touch thy feet of love onto my heart

Dance with the music I kept singing inside

Kiss every feeling of pleasure I produce there

And forget every mistake I made in past

Unleash thy soul and grab my hand

Let us travel among sweet stars of night

Be our honeymoon witness by other planets

And give heaven a show of our love tonight

We will leave a scar in the sky

And our kiss will stick there forever

Our mortal body is nothing but a tragedy

But only our naked soul will hide nothing

I will gaze into your soul and you in mine

Will find our place clear enough to trust

Between us there should be no doubt

We will define true love to this world

I am in you and you are in me

We are combined soul in divided bodies

Heaven rejoice when we are in one

For we are half of each other