The art of Swimming...

I jumped in a river few months ago
Without knowing the art of swimming
But I tried…

I m still swimming
Without knowing my destination
Because I lost the corners

I lost my directions, I lost the light
But I m still swimming without knowing the art…

I reached the middle of the river
Where I can see myself and the light
Without the corners of my destinations
Whether left or right?

Sometimes I get confused in choosing
At times sunlight passes through
And at times darkness takes breath

In between I made a choice
To go towards the right
From where the sun rises

One day sun rises from left
And I stopped for a moment
Turned back and looked back the distance
I smiled at myself
And again stopped for a moment
I heard my feeling
I heard the music
I heard the silence of river
And I stopped again in the middle of the river

River is smart who knows the swimmer
Corners are still there…
But I m swimming very slow

I m still swimming but now I know the path
Lets see I reach the corner from where the sun rises…

Actually I m swimming in the river
Where heart gives the direction
And mind follows the instruction…
The name of river i m searching...
where i m swimming....

Time

Is time is waiting for you or you are waiting for the time, no idea? Who is waiting for whom?

Generally, what we think of doing in future sometimes things never happened just because of lack of planning. And then we give a hope to ourselves by saying that right time haven’t come still. And we start living in the world of hope. Is it? Let’s hope for the better and better try next time.

Life gives an experience to us within the period of time (timeline) which moves without asking from us, so why should one have to wait for the right time.

Recently from my past experience I got to learn that there is no right time to say right words what you feel about. Just say it at the moment what you feel because might be there is possibility that your mind never built that feeling again.

Just say it and then time will wait for you. Not you.

We are living in a busy city of busy people where no one has a time to listen your crap things what you feel about except you but you have to feel it means you have to say it not in front of wall, not in front of mirror but in front of the person for whom you feel about.

As a person if you have ability to give right answer to right question to someone then you are the best, you are caring, you are understandable and people start trusting you as you have this ability to show care and love to others. Is it? The life moves like this in between time.

Way of communication is a pattern which flows around you and words from mouth gives an impression how good are you in presenting things and saying it.

Few years back, I just came across the words “Vibes” we use it generally, while interacting to people in general life for e.g. (I don’t get vibes to tell you my secret). But later on after month we discuss it with same person whom we said this words that I don’t get a vibes to tell you my secret.

What we did in past? And what we are doing in present?

If I take deep look around these two happenings it gives me impression that we are confused in guessing the right choice baby. It happens a lot of time not to me but too many.

Some words we generally use in our general day-to-day life:
I don’t get a time to do that, I m busy no time for talk, etc. Time gives a value to you, gives an identity to you who are you, what you want, what is you desire.

From childhood, I m hearing the word respect a time. Be punctual. Be on time otherwise you will loose your path. I grew up within the period of same timeline. And I would like to say that life is beautiful which gives you a lot of experience to handle yourself in front of mirror while talking to yourself.

We are dancing on the rhyme of time, which have high nodes (up) and low nodes (down) sides of our life. And we will dance and dance till last breath of ours end…

Who is enjoying you, who likes you, who cares about and who knows you…no idea, don’t think it’s totally wastage.

Don’t think too much about others what they think about you, what they say about you specially when you are doing something great in your life or you have to achieve something good in your life. So start planning, don’t think on other side think about your plan, how to achieve it.
Planning need some time to think, so start planning of your dreams and then see time will welcome you with his open hand, because now you are smiling the vary reason that you have something to do in your life.

Few quotes

Just some quotations come up or words jumble out in mind so i have put it here...

My soul is lying next to your shadow; just have look, its saying something in silent mood.

Never let yourself down otherwise world seem like a hell in front of you.

If you ignore me I m not going to put my thoughts down trusts me.

People say I m in love, do you know about this.

I m ball in your hand God and you are throwing me wherever you like…

Loser + Experience x Life / Time = A Journey of Winner

Nothing harms in expressing your thoughts but know the facts & figures before expressing.

Your silence makes me to think about you everyday, every second before I take a glimpse over your eyes.

I never said what I feel about you but I request you to give me some space to express my feeling in front of you.

My mind follow what my heart say, but sometime my heart does not follow at all what my mind say because mind is logical and heart is emotional

No matters what happen at the end of the day but you must have to try your best to do it in own special your way…

What people say if you believe on that then it’s your wishes but I haven’t said anything till now trust me.

Feel it the way you want to feel but don’t put so much barrier what before you think.

Loves make a person poet, writer, musician and dreamer; I hope I have all this quality in myself too.

Just walk and talk whatever its takes.

I don’t know how I m breathings nowadays because from last few months my heart haven’t return in my body from his holiday vacation still waiting for him.

You have taken all happiness, what I just want to do I m unable to do, it’s just because of you I feel so lonely…

You are tube light and I m bulb in same room but on different corners, you blink but I don’t blink like you.

Everyday I brushes my teeth so that I feel fresh and do my work fresh.

We fill up the gaps between lines on white paper through words (which come from our heart) in same context we fill the gap of silence in life through talk.

Reading makes me rich in my thoughts and writing makes me comfortable with all.

Someone is throwing a stone on your face and you didn’t notice at all, let’s don’t do this again otherwise its going to hurt you a lot.

If you think before you sleep then let’s don’t do it again because from morning you are already in this process so sleep well.

Mood makes a form of colors with the thoughts of lights, Feels makes strokes of brushes and then hearts starts making a painting on white paper.

Sometime anger is good for body & mind; if you don’t have it then you already have a dead mind.

I share the things with whom I get a vibes to connect (who are open hearts)

I ride bike just because I feel like talking to air (means you).

copyright@mukeshmarwah
(if you have some then you also write)

हर पथ का एक कथन

हर पथ का एक कथन
हर पथ के अपनी दिशा

हर उस पथ मे है एक कहानी
उस पथ पे चाल के तू देखा तू

उस पथ का ही अपना माज
हर पथ मे सुख दुःख की बातें

हर सवान मे उजली होई है लाखोऊ बातें
चाल बस चाल येः है तेरा काम
चाल चाल की सीके गा तू अपनी विचालिती बातौ का ज्ञान

समय बलवान है साब से
समय समय पी मिलती है बातें

हर पथ की अपनी एक कहानी
हर समय की अपनी एक ज़ुबानी

एक है पथ है स्थिर सबसे
वह है तेरा मन का पथ

मन ही मन मे पथ की बातें
हर एक पथ मे छुपी है बातें

हर एक पथ की अपनी एक कहानी
हर पथ की अपनी एक रोहानी

हर पथ कुछ कहता है तेरे से
हर पथ का है अपना सा एक नाम

Doesn't matter

Doesn’t matter if
Words fall short
It’s your personal matter

I can see the light of your eyes
The movement
The feel
The words
I feel that your eyes are dealing with words

How long our eyes will communicate
There is lots of dust around
How long
The time will wait,
which move without permission

So, it’s better to say
What you feel
What you need
What makes you happier?

Doesn’t matter if
You fall shorten with words

It’s the feel, which is true
Feel with touch
Feel with words
Feel the heart, feel the mind
Feel yourself what you feel

Because I can see the light of your eyes
Which make me to think about you every night
Doesn’t matter if
You don't think,
You don't feel
And you don't realized
Because its your personal matter....

Two Sides

Two sides of coin
One is your & second is mine
Head is mine
Tail is your

It’s an empty head
Right is mine, Left is your

Taken a coin
Looking at her eyes
Having a dream
And having a smile

One coin with two different lives
Nearer the distance
With that single coin
So, taken a coin
To make a choice
What is your and what is mine

It’s the game of two sides
Like two corners of a river
One is left and
Second one having a right

So taken a deep breath
To make a choice

Throw up the coin
Looking up at skies
Fraction of seconds
And eyes having a smile

Till now
Coin is standing on soul of earth
One life is waiting on earth
One having smiling
Coin is still standing in middle of two sides
What is your and what is mine

Never

Change the mood before saying correct words
As someone standing in front of that door

Afraid of time, which is going to turn into life
As everyone say life is beautiful so have your chance

Never to mention before the steps will cover the shadow
It’s never happen till now so what will happen next

Speak with open heart, and other makes it a joke
Joke of self-shadow, which is going to turn into race

Race of whom, who loose the game once
Its now your turn to win it with your own thoughts
When it’s going to happen
You will never going to know your own name

Questioning to Silence

Questioning to silence
Why it’s in place

While rubbing eyes
Realized the pain

Turned into new Colour
Remain silence for a moment

It’s not easy to get the things
Which lies on your end

It’s the crowded place
Covering the distance of your eyes

Move in that direction
So your thoughts will question to silence
Want you need and what is the direction

Sense

In Voice, inside eyes
Its real

Feel it with unspoken words
It’s the eyes and its real

Sense it within words
Feel it and its real
Without saying, sense the world

World of self
Sense of self
But eyes were different
Its real

No one know it
It’s the sense of own
Where you are owner
And you are looser

At last only “God knows”

Even I don’t know
What the branded soul I kept inside

The soul without any Logo identity
But have lot of marks

In sleeping mode its twist like a balloon
And enjoy the futurist flash

At last only “God knows”
What the soul he gave to me inside

Life is beautiful
When multiply with dream worlds

Who knows what the next twist you make
Might you win or me will lose

365 days of year, and work goes on
Over a period realize there is nothing
Like personal versa professional

All wonder lies in corner of your heart
Who knows, even I don’t know
When is the next laugh?
And when will heavy drops cover
The frozen eye drop

Life is beautiful, which make a twist
It twist every second, every minute over and over again
Who knows, even I don’t know, you know
Its Timeline only God knows

Eraser

One box
One Pencil, one Sharpener
And one Eraser

Whatever lines come up
Will make the pattern of image

Some I erase with Eraser
Which goes forever
Next time, same paper
But same box with same Pencil & Sharpener
And again small cute Eraser

By mistake I draw the lines
Which are not expectable
So it’s better to erase them

I try to erase it
But this time thought twice
To erase that line from white paper

Its white paper, white in colour
Bold enough to take all lines and colour

So from next time
I throw the Eraser
So whatever lines I draw
Will be final and better…

Fetching

Days gone, memories fade out
But thoughts are fetching out somewhere else

Color changed, people changed
But thoughts are on same face

Getting back to work
Saying good morning to pace
Everyday is a day
And every night is that face

Reading, writing and listening
Taken a life insurance too
Comprise a lot but again fetching out to go

Future went to tense
Believe it’s totally past tense
Said nothing but looking upward
So my angle don’t move to another chapter

Lots of happenings, lots of dramas
Where everybody talks and nobody listen
To whom it may concern

Listening to music type of ghazals
Planning to have a drink but everybody is there
Hiding and smiling so no one can figure out a tears
And again fetching all memories together
For the sake of that ghazal

Tried a lot to forget all
Nothing happen because mind is not false
Read lots of book taken lots of experience
But no one has fetch that experience
No one taken its serious
Because days are gone
When eyes smiles and make others cry

Now year changed and the beauties changed
And all past tense coming again
Present is good but lots of hurdles
So again fetching out toward future

Doing whatever the mind says
And going out somewhere to change that race
Race is nothing buts it’s a words of saying
Where everyone is moving with dreams

No one has taken a glimpse
Everyone is busy with own race
No one have time
No one say me is right
What to do, what not to do
All confusion is coming to fetch out a goal
Given up all things to fetch out the aim
Now its turn of time to fetch out name

In Shackle

Considering we all are social animal who eat, drink, sleep and work according to time frame because “Time is Relative” to us.

We are doing what we like to do but on same time we say No just because we unable to do what we actually want to do just because of time frame as lot of restriction, lot of consideration and lots of responsibilities are moving around us which are given by us only.

And in shackle sometime we unable to express ourselves correctly. Of course, everyone of us see dreams and keep it in open eyes without saying much is it, why so? And why we are so engaged with everything, which are static and still because we are social animal who have boundaries.

The world is a prison and we are the prisoners;
Dig a hole in the prison and let yourself out!
- by Rumi Daylight

So where are you now exactly!
Feel it, think it and say it loudly
Because the world of prisoners is waiting for you to dig a hole on that prison and let them also out to take some fresh air, fresh water in between given time frame…

Subject Line

Kindly change the subject line
I asked wisely
But it’s again the same
I shouted loudly but it happen again

Why can’t you understand?
I made the mistake
Why you are doing the same

That is why I m shouting and shouting
So that it help you to change

Change the color, change the dress
Change your mood
Change the name
Change all the things, which lies on your hand
Because I don’t like your name…

I want to see you fresh with all fresh flowers in your hand
I have taken a bath and wash my hand

I closed my eyes
So that you can change the SUBJECT LINE….
I prefer new thoughts, new ideas on one side

Change your present with your future kindly
It’s on you to change the world around you happily

I have given that subject line
Why you are stick to that
Kindly change it
It’s on you to change my soul for a while

Me was sweating too much
And you had taken a long breath

It’s the season of winter
Why you are taking a rest

Sometime I don’t say too much
And your silence gives the answer

It’s a month of December and you are seating idle
Oh shameful thoughts coming here
Come on darling is the month of December

You forget that day
When I have given you the flower (Of course, Red one)

So kindly change the Subject line, me is getting older

Why you are the same
Me is burning on a flame

It’s a hundred miles far away
And I m still walking and walking on a highway

Me is sweating too much
And you are having a beer
I have photo of yours inside my purse

You remembered I closed my eyes on that day
I still believe on you
And changed myself according to you
I changed the colour of my dress
Can’t you?

Me is working somewhere
Having a lots of work
Of course I had a cup of coffee
Do you remember once we have taken together?

Yes you have a different view
And I have taken your views

And I m still walking and talking
With all given belongings of yours…

Me is doing my work
What about you
You still have a different view
Kindly change that Subject line
I m still waiting for you >>>> to be continue

On Platform

Same platform, same place

Far away but taken
A break
Make up a move, with packed bag and polished a shoes

On same platform
Watching the pace
It’s a pace of silence
Which is making a move.

Come on!
It’s a platform
Only 5 minutes here to wait

They come & go
It’s a platform where you have to take BREAK with all given cakes!

Child within us…

How old tree but new leaf comes to feel him little younger every season. In same context we all are same…how old we are but the child in us remain somewhere in corner, which we forgotten long since as busy with professional timing and schedule…but this child have good point to capture in between time, whether its fun, emotion, love and relations..

Happen often when I usually behave or talk like a child which I don’t know but the person in front can capture the expression of mine might be everyday or in few days, and when I come to hear u r just like a child then I pass beautiful smile and say no no….i m not a child or behave like a kid to put in backside of my professional life.. nevermind if its make better or put hundred of smile on other face then what is the harm in making other happy as everyone love child…me too like and love the child too much…but when they grew up then screwed the happiness …is it…like we do when we grew up..screwed the happiness of parents, boss, friends and colleagues by touching their sentiments….

Just today one heart breaking or shocking things happen to me, when I was on my way to home in evening from office and the road is blank means in service lane of home, no one is there out on that straight road, its totally dark near by home and lights are off too and I was just walking on my own tune of thinking…and just sudden, just sudden one man in half shot, half ganzee (means top half white shirt) around 40-50 plus (age group) wearing big thick white circle glass on eyes and from that glass eyes look more bigger like when u in zooming mode of any text on paper. As its dark can’t seen him earlier and suddenly that old man come in front of me with big stone in his hand, jumping, bending to his foot and behaving like he will beat me or break my head with that big stone and at that point of time I totally lost what to do and scared with shockable-breakable mind can’t able to think where should I have to move whether right, left or straight toward him and then I managed my bravery attitude means my own age lifestyle and manage to shout on the person and said areyee uncle ji aapp kya kar rahee hooooooo marro gaya kya…and then that old person suddenly come in his position in front of eyes and look around me and said ohh yaar I was just beating dog which in now on your back and running. And that person is just like my neighbor I can say as he leave just near to my house around 100 houses distance..

Trust me after that I have taken long breath of relief ohh and start walking again, yaar what the lovely incident after long time happen to me. One more story in mukesh buffer to describe to friend and same thing I have done after 5 min called the friend of mine, told them the whole incident and what I have to listen at the end mukesh please grow up soon…ohh shit then I immediately changed the topic no no…I was just telling you in way of laughing but trust me I know what I happen to my lovely heart at that point of time…


Second small incident very short: On way to office and just waiting for the boss car and when its come in go inside and there is one person also in back seat and suddenly I look down said whoz mobile is this…but dear that was not mobile that was big and big Laptop and what I think and just spell out with tongue and come with mobile and that incident put smile on the face on car…nevermind its happens…


This is mine little story of child within me what’s on your end if you have any incident happen to you guys then lets share it and enjoy the path of experience on this platform so we can take some experience…

Alter ego

Own reflection where you can’t able to touch yourself in front of mirror. And this reflection is not saying lie to you…as you are looking for the answer every time within you. Its changed as per the your need.

Sometime it’s very easy to judge the road of others and make point on others before looking at yourself who the hell you are, what is your standard, where you stand in queue?

Mirror is same from year to year, not changing with the customer need. Mirror only give reflection as per you need and give the direction where you should have to move, Right or wrong, but this kid behaving Alter ego come and make the changed in regular routine. Every time tried to stop this ego but come and come without knocking door of own room, where she live.

Is this I? Yes sometime this question arise where the actual reality of your own world tell you Who Are You? And then you might be able to know about yourself little bit who are you. And then you can able to touch the reflection inside mirror, which is changing as per your own need, and you can handle the situation as per your own need when your alter ego is the part of your soul.

IF

If Red is in Green
And blue make your dream

Changed the dress
So mine robe going to ring

Drinking water, which
Don’t belong to place where I …
But drinking and drinking for the sake of life

On open sky looking to the kites
Taking long breath and making the smiles

It’s a distance of 1 km
Which is making our life…

Purpose

Everything is in Purpose, and ofcourse we are all here for some purpose. Some don't show their purpose what they need or what they like or what they want the only thing they show is that they are good and good enough to remain good for everone...
But the things are not exactly the same what you thing.

Recently after long time of gap means understand the form of observation in talking to one object what i thought about the object is totally different, as i can't able to know the purpose in first stage as i got the image of good and i make the picture good without thinking what the world think about that one....

But just sudden click just sudden click make understand the depth of all talk and purpose behind the all conservation....where only thing visible is called fun.

Yes FUN, only FUN which complete their purpose to one goal to another and then next time pass object they need to solve their purpose......might be in any form time pass, laugh, relations, friendship, love, sex or career..things go on...and this type of object are ready to do anything in front of u and u need not to beg anything from that...they are complete naked in front u and its on u how u have to used them on ur machine part..Naked here means (They are totally characterless they don't hv their own identity but want to manage their own ideantity and personality they are good and want to know everything without showing they don't know).

Things are totally in different shape in front of u and visible to u as what the purpose behind all healthy conservation we don't know hopefully we are late in line to capture that object why and why they did to complete their own funny purpose without thinking about the object who is fully faithful to them..

And this is called observation from mind not from heart...when u realise you were wrong in first stage and now second stage start of tackling the situation from ur end how good u be let see what u learn from past to tackle that object need now to implement...and discover the complete purpose by clicking one click and stop the thing in front of u where u r used wastefully and make ur precious time and good mind to thing on wrong side..

Now time to view the thing from different angle from different variety and before speak think what the object want what the purpose behind it now... as it totally marketing....how good you showcase yourself will solve the purpose..

PURPOSE END WITH NOTHING BUT FINISH UR PASSION AT THE END

Way back

Turn the cover and letter form the new world. Turning to back cover the brief summarize the words, its the life with fiction and non-fiction drama, nothing special but concern matter...with little drama