It’s a big misconception that only like minds get along well – Try fixing two pieces of the puzzle with the exact same cut, will it work?
Complimenting and Completion
always works when there’s a hint of difference.

Mendacity, in the guise of relativism, convenience and accommodation is one of the biggest roadblocks
to the discovery of the absolute truth.

Our life is given to us to be lived in a certain way.
If it is not being led in the way it should have been
then we struggle along the way. 

Self Belief may not make opportunities land up in your lap but it definitely arms you up with the capacity to foresee, evaluate, accommodate the opportunities from a long distance and channel them to your feet and propel you to the steering of your own destiny.

Unlearn to learn further.

Unburden to carry other’s burdens.

Silly, don’t Unlove but Fill your tank

with God’s Love to pour it out on others

 

LET ME MOVE BEYOND ME

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Let me move beyond me
And look at them
Whom no eyes seem to see
In the world’s din and mayhem.

My pain I thought was searing enough
Nothing could match my agony
Life and living were tough
I felt as if I would break into a spree of mindless felony

To endure betrayal isn’t a joke
The heart that has bared and shared its all
No one should prick and poke
Love sure needs respond to love’s strong call

Accepting I was wrong
Wasn’t just that easy
I knew I loved well all along
How then have I landed here, all drained out and queasy?

Trust begets trust
Love begets love
These pretty bubbles have now simply burst
And, I choose to lie quietly down as a dove

To pick up the reins
And gallop through liferoads again
Needs unshackling from deep depressive chains
Will I ever get up and traverse in pathways of gain?

My heartaches are known to me alone
The best of sympathizers
Cannot just my anxieties dethrone
With even the most effective tranquilizers

The earth beneath my foot
Has suffered a violent shake
My life now is covered with slimy dark soot
Oh what good of it can I ever make?

In what extent of time my heart would finally heal
I don’t know fully well
When would I the deep peace feel
I never really can tell

And thus my thoughts wandered off
To those far and near
Who face many an unwanted scoff
And shed many a hidden tear

And then I thought –

Let me move beyond me
And look at them
Whom no eyes seem to see
In the world’s din and mayhem.

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If you can’t keep your surroundings clean, you don’t love yourself.