Books to Life

In one of those inspiring classes at school,

Delving into the antonyms,

Amongst the hundreds that I learnt;

One was the pair

Love and Hatred,

And I believed it was true.

Today while sitting all by myself,

Reflecting over the essence of relations

I just had a doubt,

How can hatred be the opposite of love?

Love is a pious bond,

That makes someone really special,

You trust him,

Pour your heart out to him,

Hold his hand and

Help him cross all boundaries

Until he reaches the sacred place - your heart

And touches your soul.

It is true that

There are dark times,

When that special someone

Does not like this new place.

The silken threads of your love

Are mistaken as shackles

Which are hammered many a times

As he strives to break away.

Knowingly or unknowingly,

He hurts you in this act.

Even if this happens and

You are hurt,

Your heart is bleeding,

Sustaining your love

Has no meaning.

Still

You know...
However hard you try
However far you go;

You can only stop loving him,

But can never start hating him.

I wonder,

It took me all these years to figure out,

How meanings change from books to life.

Life and Kaleidoscope

I always wondered what is life,
Got many answers, but none so nice
As the one i just discovered.

Life is a kaleidoscope
Wonder how?

Kaleidoscope is colorful and so is life,
You rotate one to see various images and colors;
As the life unfolds, it spins you and shows you all.
Kaleidoscope is good to see and is bright,
But made of sharp glass and pebbles,
Which might hurt;
So are the rough patches in life where we get hurt.

The same glass that looks so nice
Might cut you and make you bleed.
Is it not the reality of life,
The ones who make you happy
Have the power to hurt and make your heart bleed?

Talk about the design principle
We say Kaleidoscope is based on Multiple Reflections.
Simply put - A ray of light being pushed away,
A ray that was not absorbed, not accepted, just shoved away
Many a times by many glass pieces.

This is the truth of life
It is designed in this way.
We are thrown away many a times by many people
For reasons good or bad.
We learn and improve ourselves, hoping we won't be kicked again.

But we forget,
There are as many reasons to be pushed,
As there are "angles" for a ray to be reflected.

Thus moves on the process,
We are pushed, we get hurt,
We see colors, we get happiness,
We remain captured in this circle of colors
Like a ray of light in the Kaleidoscope,
Until the Kaleidoscope falls and breaks.

Remember, it is brittle,
And so is life...