Author: thefinertasteoflife

Was it a theme the sky conspired or was it the star who betrayed ?
The burning of a star and the onset of sunrise,
A game well played.
Weighing the rewards by the rules of the constellation,
It’s only the love that stayed.

When you don’t have anything to call your own
Or a place you could call home
Because home is so far away…

The guys you chilled out with last evening,
New Friends ? Yeah maybe but who knows…
The Old…are too far away
You miss your home, your room,
Your family…

That place which is always yours
The place where you can always be yourself,
That blanket of security
Beneath which absolutely nothing can go wrong

Then,
Why are we so far away from the only things that really matter
The only things that count
Maybe we know, may be we don’t
But someday we definitely will..

Not the reason we are away
But find ourself and know for sure,
Not for them or the world
But for ourself
If it’s worth it or not.

A day off from work, a lot of time alone. Quiet for the entire day, the only person I could talk to was obviously me, that too without any verbal communication (for obvious reasons). All that I could do was to speak to myself and it would echo within for as long as it wanted to.

With a variety of options to explore, I spent majority of my time watching the shows I loved to watch as a teen, spoiling myself with cakes and coffee, some time meditating and the other listening to music, lying down and staring at the roof without even realizing that I was doing so until this one feeling caught me off guard. At the time of sunset, in my cozy bed, with my favorite coffee..alone !

At the end of this very fulfilling day, I was sad. Obviously the kid we call ‘mind’ was busy sliding down the slide of memories, drawing images and moments I love, all in front of me. Having no other option, I too sat on the top of the slide, glided through those memories with a mild breeze of love and nostalgia passing through my hair and when I fell off on the sand, I was lonely again. Knowing that, it was over, it’s done. If that was all, what’s next ?

Picked up my cell phone, dialed those numbers that once had a regular appearance in my call log and I didn’t know that just a phone call and I was on the top of the slide again. This time not only reliving what I once cherished but also creating something very beautiful, that someday I would slide over again.

With a time and a life like ours,when we have less time for whom we love and more for building better lives for them and then someday we are there asking the same people, some space for our self. The next time we ask for that ‘space’, we need to know that it should not just be for crying over the miseries of our busy life but also for them, the people we love. If we need time to love someone, we also need some time to remind our self that we do so, to cherish the very few reasons we actually live for. So that we know we don’t love them out of habit, but consciously. With that one decision every day, that we would want to make, over and over again. That we know that we love, that we know that we have this little flower called love, we actually need to take care of everyday, help it grow and not expect it grow all by itself.

From this very moment, let your love breath !

Even if it’s distant it’s a dream
It’s not for a certain combination of numbers you celebrate
Or for a celestial organisation in wake
An event or for an account which may not even be true

You celebrate wen you have a reason
You celebrate when you want to
You celebrate bcz
Even if it’s distant..it is a dream !

You come home bcz she awaits you
You light up your home bcz she wants you to..
You imagine, she would smile looking at the firecrackers dazzle
The once-in-a-year joy in her eyes..

The colours she spreads on the floor
The blush she carries on herself when you hold her hand to help..
The taste of those sweets she loves
the shine in her eyes when you can’t get your eyes off her..
The smell of fresh flowers,
Her rising breath when you hold her while she’s decorating your house and your soul..

You celebrate when you have a reason
You celebrate when it’s true
You celebrate bcz it doesn’t matter
if it’s distant..it still is a dream
It’s a dream that was once ur reality..
A reality that craves eternity

You celebrate bcz it’s time..
You celebrate bcz you suffer,
She celebrates bcz she loves to
You celebrate bcz you love her..

You’ll come home late
And I’ll welcome you with a smile
You’ll forget calling me
I would never pay mind
I won’t complain,
And it would become a habit
And someday when we won’t realise,
distance will become our lifestyle.

So I complain, I cry
I fall apart when you fail to reply
It’s not the response that matters
It’s if you care enough what matters

My naive attempts to be a part of your busy life
My never dying efforts
To be atleast one half of your smile,
Is what defines my love for you

Do not restrain that I complain
Do not doubt if I’ll stay
I’am not angry cz my part of the attention is lost
I’am sad cz our part of love has went missing

The next time, when you come home
And you find me crying
Smile because I love you
Hold me so that I know you won’t leave
Stay, so that I know I still have something to believe

And when tears roll down your cheeks too
Knowing, that m hurt
Believe me, the reason was never you
It’s just that,
I love you…

Not as many articles or quotes refer to it and not even as you ordinarily think of it to be, but just enough. Don’t just love yourself only to cheat a day from the diet plan or skip the work or maybe go shopping.

Love yourself enough to listen to your needs, to understand yourself. Love yourself to know, know that you are not just ‘procrastinating’ and then curse yourself for that but to know that you didn’t abandon it without any reason, there is something that stops you.

Take for example, a book you are struggling to complete since a long time and you feel shameful for not having even touched it ever since. Maybe that book doesn’t interest you so much, it really doesn’t have as much to offer as you have, your time and sole attention.

Going late for work ? insincere ? doesn’t value time ? No ! but maybe you don’t really have a better reason to do so or maybe the reason is not compelling enough.

It’s not like you should not change your toxic habits and continue with whatever feels fine even if that’s not right for you but just for a moment, stop, breath and ask yourself..WHY ? Why in the world do you want to do something and why the hell not ? Don’t wake up every morning just to carry the weight of your helplessness all through the day and hate yourself at the end of it. I agree a few situations have no escape but if you are have to do it anyway, at least accept it.

Because your mind is that stakeholder of your business who won’t back out as you appear to be losing but the one who always supports you but gets helpless on the decisions that are not supported by reason, the truthful and valid one.

Coming to terms with ‘adulting’, the one thing that hit me really hard was that ‘adulting’ is no joke ! Duh ! not really…this is something we all know and have already hyped a lot. But not again, rather I have something very simple to drive your attention upon.

So often everyday we keep deciding on things, events and sometimes even on the decision of deciding itself. That I’m gonna do this someday or one fine day on so and so time and from from then on everything will fall into place. But honestly, it won’t.

Because they somehow are the changes happening now, every moment and you got to be in sync with it. By making the changes exactly when it hits you because life doesn’t get better altogether, it gets beautiful bit by bit.

I by no means want to justify the ever cited quote of acting then and there, now or never. Take your time, as much as you want but when you feel like “I need flowers for my balcony, I’ll also light up my reading corner and oh yes the book shelf too but oh no..this place is not good enough to start with a better life, let’s think of shifting to a better place first”. This..caution not ! because this is probably what keeps us from enjoying this day and believing that it could actually be the last. That flower doesn’t really mind blooming in your not so spacious balcony, it will, regardless and so should you. Thinking of joining the music class..go for it, photography workshop, yep definitely !

And when you are done lighting up your world, lift it up and shift, to a place higher, to a dream higher but with a sleep that’s warm enough to nourish your dream, with a wish to conquer a little more of this world but never with a regret of having tried too less.

“Because the finer taste of life is not the one that is beautiful, but the one that has been experienced well.”

Do not postpone your happiness for the sake of convenience, it’s a price too big to be paid in exchange for a comfort that is temporary.

The air smells of change

The sky speaks of happiness,

Enough of a death every moment

It’s time to live,

Live like this is the last of any life that’s ever going to exist..

It’s time to let go,

It’s time to break free

All the limits around

Or any boundary within..