Reena’s Exploration Challenge #94
‘ Life was like a box of chocolates. You never what you will get.’
From- Forrest Gump
Tag Archives: life
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #90
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #90
PROMPT FOR THIS WEEK
The word ‘compromise’ is just a theme. It need not appear in the piece. There is no harm if it does appear, or a synonym. The choice is yours.
मौत ने पूछा
ज़िंदगी एक छलावा है
एक झूट है
हर दिन हर पल तुम्हारा साथ छोड़ती जाती है
फिर भी तुम उसे प्यार करते हो
मैं एक सच्चाई हूँ अंत तक तुम्हारा साथ निभाती हूँ
पर फिर भी तुम मुझसे नफरत करते हो
मुझसे डरते हो
मुझसे समझौता कर लो
फिर कोई डर तुम्हें डरा न पायेगा
मैंने कहा
तुम सत्य हो शाश्वत हो
अनिवार्य हो
पर तुमसे कैसे समझौता करलूं
तुम्हारी टाइमिंग बहुत गलत होती है
तुम गलत समय पर गलत लोगों को ले जाती हो
तुम गलत समय पर गलत तरीके से आती हो
पूछो उन बदनसीब अभिवावकों से
जिन्होंने खोय अपने लाल असमय
पूछो उन से ,
जिन्होंने ने गवाए अपने परिजन
आतंकवादियों के हाथों
उम्र थी जान गवाने की
फिर जो मजबूर, पीड़ित , बीमार
मरने की प्रार्थना करते हैं
उन्हें तुम तड़पने को छोड़ देती हो
बच्चों ,जवानों को अपना शिकार बनाती हो
कैसे करलूं तुमसे समझौता
तुम कड़वा सच हो, अनिवार्य हो पर
न्यायसंगत नहीं
काम से काम मेरी नज़र में तो नहीं
ज़िन्दगी लाख छलावा सही
मीठा झूट सही
पर सुन्दर है जीने का,
लड़ने का हौसला देती है
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sometimes we look back
thinking
what if we hadn’t
made the compromises
life would have been different for
better
or for worse
but
there is no use cribbing now
life
any way is a
a mixed bag of
hopes and disappointments
dreams and realities
victories and defeats
triumphs and disasters
sometimes you win
sometimes you lose
sometimes you have to run against the tide
make compromises
hopes and disappointments
dreams and realities
victories and defeats
triumphs and disasters
sometimes you win
sometimes you lose
sometimes you have to run against the tide
make compromises
if need arises
just be sure it’s not alone you
who makes compromises
rules should be
the same for everyone
don’t lose your heart
don’t complain
count your blessings
be proud of whatever you have achieved
keep your composure
spine stretched
shoulders straight
heart full of gratitude
head held with pride
don’t lose your heart
don’t complain
count your blessings
be proud of whatever you have achieved
keep your composure
spine stretched
shoulders straight
heart full of gratitude
head held with pride
#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 14th- “Reflection.”
#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 14th
Reflection
Laughter is indeed
reflection of your wisdom
for few understand
the funnier side of life
most take it grimly
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 63
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 63
Prompt
Here is an intriguing picture shared by Harvey Kraft on LinkedIn.
The picture by itself can tell a thousand stories. But I am increasing the complexity a little. Here is a paragraph from another source.
So what exactly happened here? A woman felt powerless because she was unable to let go of a story she was holding onto which made her a victim. Even though she no longer saw this man, her former lover, she carried him within, and over and over again inside was keeping this version of the story alive.
TILL DEATH DO US APART
It seems there is no strength left in me.
I feel completely exhausted.
I can’t go on like this, I want to quit.
It has happened several times in my life.
Shamefull I accept that I had wanted to quit every time I felt exhauseted
Everytime my conscience nudged me
‘How could you quit, there is so much to do, everyone depends on you?’
I was young then so summoned my willpower and got up every time.
But now with age catching up, it seems an uphill task.
I’m lying on the floor, helpless, hoping to go…There comes an extending hand for help,
How could you be so desperate? Didn’t you promise, ‘ till death do us apart’?
Oh yes, I remembered.
Indeed how could I leave him in the middle of our journey?
He was always there to support me, never grumbled, criticized or belittled me.
What I was complaining about?
With a feeling of guilt, I grab the extended hand thankfully.
Indeed the show must go on ’till death do us apart.’
Didn’t once I advised everyone that’
When there is unrest or apprehension
When there is, in life a lot of tension
Take a break and retrospect.
When you overworked and very tired
When you are stuck in an old routine
Take a break and get good rest.
When dissatisfaction, and no fun in life
You think life is taking you for a ride
Take a break and meditate.
Nurturing thursday-“The only person we have the right or the power to forgive is ourselves. For everything else, there is the Art of Acceptance.” ― Rebecca O’Dwyer
“6 Ways To Give Your Mind A Break:
1. Stop stressing
2. Stop worrying
3. Give rest to the problems weighing you down
4. Lighten up
5. Forgive yourself
6. Forgive others”
―
Haiku -Dark
The dark side of life
Everyone hides from the world
Eyes feign innocence
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 44- Abstraction
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 44
The format can be a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections as usual.
Be straightforward friend
Don’t kill me with your sweetness
Scared of diabetes
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either you are happy
or sad
show it with full expression
suppression helps you not
only brings depression
you can’t live your life
with ideology alone
enjoy every bit of it
but
in moderation
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हवा में सीलापन सा क्यों है कहीं पे कोई रोया है क्या?
महलों में सब सुविधा पाकर कहीं कोई तो हँस ना पाए,
जूठन पाकर झोपड़ीवाला ख़ुशी के मारे रोया है क्या?
दिन भर खूब मजूरी की पर शाम को खाना घर न आया
बिलख बिलख कर रोते कोई भूख का मारा सोया है क्या ?
लालच में वृक्ष काट लिए, बीज कभी भी बोये नहीं
अब मौसम का रुख देखकर कहीं पर कोई रोया है क्या?
बेटियां कितनी बलि चढ़ा दी ,एक बेटे के लालच में ,
आज उसी बेटी की खातिर किसीका का दिल कहीं रोया है क्या?
सागर से मिलने वाली नदियों का जल जब सूख गया,
आस लगा कर बैठा सागर,बिलख बिलख कर रोया है क्या?
पापों का लेखा जोखा कर कहीं कोई ग़मगीन हुआ क्या
कहीं कोई शैतान ठिठक कर हँसते हँसते रोया है क्या?
यूं तो कारण बहुत मिले , रोज़ रोज़ हँसने गाने के
बहलाने को चेहरा छिपाकर, बार बार मुंह धोया है क्या
हवा में सीलापन सा क्यों है ?कही पे कोई रोया है क्या?
~इंदिरा
Translation in English
why breeze is so damp, has someone somewhere cried
some never smile even when they get all the comforts of the world
All the comforts at door, can’t make some smile
Has some poor laughed with a little more than expectation
has someone ever cried regretting no seed was ever sown
those who sacrificed girl fetus to get one son
has some mother ever shed tears remembering that girl
has some mother ever shed tears remembering that girl
has sea sometimes cried and longed for them
when the river water could not reach sea ’cause they dried with our negligence
has sea sometimes cried and longed for them
why breeze is so damp, has someone somewhere cried
Weekend Writing Prompt #61 – Quarantine
Weekend Writing Prompt #61 – Quarantine
Can
Someone
help me
find a way
to put
some files in my mind
to
Quarantine
which do not let me
forgive and forget
past
allow me to
live in the present
making my and others life
difficult
so
they cannot
corrupt my mind to
take control
over my brain
with its evil design
to disrupt
my present
allow me
to
live in peace
and enjoy
life
#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 102 – Experience & Life
#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 102 – Experience & Life
Tanka- Experience, and Life
when I look back at
life full experiences
where to go and share
everyone has its own
and if you are not famous
no one will pay any heed
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 42- Time
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 42
Time
the most intriguing part of life
the mute spectator
still being held for
whatever happens to us.
time is running slow
time is flying by
time is bad
time is good
time to born
time to die
time, the poor fellow is
always held responsible
ups and downs
in one’s life
but the beauty of time lies not in
giving too much of your time, or
giving less of your time
but
making a balance
on how you divide, manage and balance your time
otherwise
it can
can make or break your life
