Hello August

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Hello August, you number eight the month of fall
Waiting to experience you in places with seasons
The orchestra of colors you bring out is fabulous
Many at home celebrate you in all sorts of ways

Hello August bring on the best you have for me
Give me something better than that from July
I will not speak of September but that’s in my heart
So come on make this month a memorable one
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The Rejection Game

“No” she said when she was conceived her your womb
“No” he said when he realized she was with child
The first glimpse of rejection you both introduced to her
But she forgives you both as that is something she must do
“You’re not able to do this”, “Don’t be silly you’ cant’
“Don’t”, “No”, “You can’t do that”, “Listen when we tell you”
These were the words you pushed down on her
She had no clue what life would unfold for her
Strict rules around the house with severe punishments 
She was so afraid of him, so much so, more than she should
She probably thought if he was like this God must be a tyrant
Fear was instilled even before she learn’t her A,B,C’s
Life went on this way until one fine day arrived someone new
A little baby boy - She looked at him and said “You’re my brother”
She adored him and loved him with every beat in her heart
Not knowing that she was on level 2 in the game of rejection
Time went by and the discrimination grew larger than life
“No, you can’t cos you are a girl”, “yes, he can. He’s a boy”
Bicycles were denied, Swimming lessons were denied
“Learn to play the piano” she was told so she did
Years kept going and she had no clue why her sexuality was a concern
She began to hate herself for being a girl & very soon a woman
Her mother never taught her anything about the ways of life
She did’t know whom to ask – She found things on her own
A few more years gone by and now she started questioning
They didn’t approve her questioning their authority
She was seen as a rebellious teenager- a difficult child
In her mind she was strong and loyal, a beautiful mind
She did everything she was asked to do and time flew by
Many things came and went by, in her colorful life
One day drew near when she had a revelation so true
All these memories of a miserable childhood she lived
The spirit within her rose up one fine day into new heights
All these questions she ever had about her life unraveled
In her heart she knew she was a lover, an adventurer, a dreamer
She had become that being - survival to fight rejection
The spirit within her told her after decades gone by
The secrets which was never told to her before
She knew at once she was not wanted or needed
By the ones that birthed her and gave her life
She was perhaps not the boy child they wanted
She was perhaps conceived when they were not ready
Yet the first rules out the latter as she learns
That even if she was the fifth she would still be rejected
She yearns to find out from her that gave her birth
But she has enough wisdom not to do so as she’d want
Rejection is such a powerful force in life she knows
She realized that rejection = hate and there is no way out
To all who have been rejected at some point in your life
Just know that one may reject you but another will love you
For who you are and what you are and what you have become
Love covers all and only love from the heart can make you whole
Forgive, Hard to forget its true but try and Move On
We have only one life to live here on earth so make it count
Game Over - Rejection!

I am not the only One!

I know I am not the only one in this world to feel the way I do

My mind is like a production house with all kinds of concepts floating

Be it baking, photography, writing or travel thoughts overloading

All the time, sometimes I just cannot seem to be sleeping.

I know I am not the only one in this world to have these thoughts

Of breaking in to a vault at a bank to discover special expensive items

Its not about stealing or anything, its just about the planning and execution

Its a harsh thought I know, but times are tough my friend.

I know I am not the only one in this world to do what I do

Wanting to show such compassion to even the most cruel being

You may call that your enemey but I’d like to do something

To see that life transformed into something splendid.

I am not the only one whose ridden with feelings, thoughts and deeds

I know there is another you out there – somehwhere

So if that is you reading this post – please leave me note

Hello Bright 2019!

At the beginning of 2018, on my post Hello2018, I was rambling about the need to blog more often and to write sensible things.

Well, I am rather pleased with myself for having written over 50 posts (Applauds) with somewhat variety.

I want to take time to thank every single person who took time to stop by read, like, comment and also follow my blog. You have really encouraged me to keep on writing despite the mood or circumstance I was faced with. I’ve read some brilliant posts over the last year which has really helped me overcome some of my own weaknesses to which I am very thankful for.

So, thank you very much to everyone for your encouragement in many ways. My life is more adventerous and beautiful with you in it.

I wish you all a very Bright and Brilliant 2019! So Let your Light shine forth!

Be Right = BRight !

Much love from Dew

Will you die for me?

I have been wondering if there is so much love left in this world where I could find just one person who would die for me? Not that I literately mean that but for the sake that they love me so much? I don’t think so!

Though I love the thought of someone willing for die for me simply because they love me, I also know that such kind of love does not exist anymore in this world.

There are many stories about friends and lovers taking place of thier friend of lover or died on behalf of thier friend or lover or even the whole world. Well, yes its a fact that Christ died for the entire humanity but that’s Christ.

Yes, there is a person I would die for in my life but just as much as I know that he would not die for me, I know I would question my sanity if I were to actually die for him. Is it really worth it? Then what will happen to me? Will I even be remembered for dying for this particular person? May be, just may be he would mourn and be sad about me dying for him but eventually life goes on. Like rest of the world he would move on too!

Sour Grapes

There are somethings in life despite being good too hard to achieve or own. Even with the purest of good intentions I wonder why some things in life just don’t come your way or have a happily ever after ending. Somewhere down that path you begin to sulk, you are drawn to memories of past that reminds you of things you did achieve or obtain, the moments of laughter that will remain with you forever. Then why is it now that things are just not activating the way they should have? If you have an answer to that please do leave me your comments. I’d really appreciate that!

There are desires of the heart that wanders away when the basics of life does not seem to tally with who you are and where you want to be. These desires are like wild sheep just wandering away without their shepherd. They need guidance and discipline. However, these desires are sometimes running wild simply because you are no longer the shepherd. The result of these may be that the interests you have had a few years ago in life may no longer be of the same interest. And one may ask you ” But, how come you are not into X,Y,Z?” and then you just calmly tell them ” Well, my interests have changed”. But for those who’ve known you well enough even for a short period of time may be alarmed at some of the change of interests in your life. They would question you further to find out the real reasons behind your loss of interest in the things which you we once so passionate of. To such people in your life, they know you too well to know that something is not quite right! And they may be concerned about you genuinley. It is only then you wonder, why you’ve let those desires wander away from you, irrespective of where you are at, in life right now.

So don’t let those grapes which you have desired for so long become sour. Let them be the sweet grapes which you had always imagined and desired it to be! Don’t let it become your sour grapes!

 

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