Me & my Life

WHO I M


I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. 
I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living 2 open me, 2 make me less afraid, more accessible, 2 loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. 
I choose 2 risk my significance; 2 live so that which comes 2 me as seed goes 2 the next as blossom and that which comes 2 me as blossom, goes on as fruit.
I would rather b ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should b stifled by dry rot.
I would rather b a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy & permanent planet. 
The proper function of man is 2 live, not 2 exist. I shall not waste my days in trying 2 prolong them. 
I shall use my time. I will fight. I will strive hard 4 my dreams. 
One day I can Call myself by my Name proudly. Yes here I m & I lived it 2 my full potential.
Who I m????? I m just a Happiest man named "MAHESH.".......

A faint picture of her

Last night I saw a dream. A dream which I can never forget. 
          It was a pleasant autumn evening with lots of colorful flowers around me, birds were chirping on the tree, autumn leaves on the ground and no crowd around me. I was alone at that place. I had a sketch book with me sitting under the shade of the tree trying to capture the moment of the sunset. The autumn leaves were moving in slow motion, the birds were playing & the cold breeze made me feel that i am sitting in heaven.
          Suddenly, I heard light sound of bangles. I looked here and there and I saw " A FAINT PICTURE OF A GIRL" totally white dressed, standing far away from me looking at the sunset. That faint picture takes my heart and soul. I ran towards her to see her clearly, who is she, what is her name???
          But as i reached to that point, she diminished from there. I searched her desperately. At last I found her sitting near the edge of a moutain. She was singing a beautiful song " Kyu nayi lag rahi hai yeh dharti yeh gagan. Maine puccha to boli yeh pagli pawan, Pyaar hua chupke se, yeh kya hua chupke se". Her beautiful soulful voice stopped me over there. I got intoxicated by her voice. As soon as she stopped singing, I moved slowly towards her and put my palm over her shoulder and asked her " Who are you? What is your name?" As she turned to show her face to me, My mom woke me up.
          I didn't saw her face but " The faint picture of her" will always be in my mind forever and ever.