Dear Zindagi (Chapter 1)

Voicing your own thoughts to your own conscious will do wonders, just try it once..

Advertisements

“Life is so unfair sometimes you know” Ciara said to her conscience the moment she reached that one place where she can voice out all her worries.

“It never promised to be fair” retorted her inner voice.

“True but sometimes why things take drastic changes? Why can’t everything be as we want it to be” Ciara asked, her brows furrowed.

“If everything goes as we planned then what will be the fun of living life? At every juncture we will know what is store for us! There will be no mystery, no fun, no excitement. It will be like an open book” said her conscience.

“Yeah you are right, I don’t know why I even asked you all this” Ciara said realizing how stupid her questions were.

“Don’t insult yourself ever! If you will insult yourself then who will respect you and your questions weren’t stupid, you just voiced out what you wanted to which many people out there don’t have guts to” said her inner voice in a authoritative manner making her shiver.

“I am always here for you, even if the whole world is against you, I will still be there to solve all your problems. What you have to do is talk to me and answers will come from within you” said her conscience before she could say anything and then like a stroke of wind she was gone, leaving Ciara all alone yet she knew one thing she is not alone, may be physically she is but not mentally or emotionally.

With this thought she made her way towards her home but with a smile on her face…

To Be Continued…

 

DREAMSCAPE

Why are we so away from reality?

Why in our dreamscape we are so happy?

The simple answer is in our dreams we don’t judge,

We don’t expect,

Everything is so damn perfect there,

There is no kind of ambiguity there,

We smile without counting the flaws,

We experience what we want in our future,

All those things that we admire suddenly seem so close to us,

Even the moon looks unblemished,

Stars appear big and they twinkle with great amount of zest,

Only because it’s not real, we are living all these things in our dreamscape,

It is the bitter truth of our lives which is better to be accepted that being neglected…