Experiences, Feelings

Bridges and Walls

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To hold up the wall or build a bridge?

It could only be one of the two

The wall promised protection from everything that was yet to come

It had kept the scars of memories hidden for years

Gave a sense of security and comfort

Yet, it also stopped chance

Maybe this time if we chose differently

It would end up being right

A bridge.

The thought of building one brought hope.

Maybe it would connect us to something we were searching for all this while.

Friendship. Love. Adventure. Success.

A sense of purpose, a new goal.

The idea of endless possibilities made our hearts beat faster

But so did the slight fear

Of being disappointed by the same expectations.

But that’s when it struck me –

It wasn’t about building something new

Nor was it about holding up what already existed.

It was about destruction.

A bridge could be burned easily.

But a wall.

A wall could take a lifetime.

And a lifetime seemed scary.

Build a bridge, we finally said.

And ever since, we’ve never looked back.

The walls? We let them down.

And watching them fall was the best decision we ever made.


Feelings, Poetry

The Butterfly that Danced Under the Sun

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The butterfly was afraid to spread its wings for the first time,

For it had long forgotten what freedom felt like.

Wrapped in a cocoon and hanging for what seemed like forever.

Counting the days till it would be strong enough,

to break the walls that held it back.

From the world that was full of light.

But now that the time had come,

It thought twice about revealing its wings that were a royal blue.

Thinking about how it would be admired by all those that set their eyes on it.

Being held in different hands, even though

All that it really wanted to do,

is to sit on that one flower that had been its companion since the start.

When it looked nothing close to beautiful.

When it had nothing much to offer.

When all that it could do was crawl to places that were nearby.

Now, it had the power to fly.

It could go wherever it wished to.

Limits had been redefined.

A new life stood before it.

One that it had always dreamed of.

Yet, ironically, it was now in doubt.

Was that really what would lead it to happiness?

Time was limited, it knew.

And destiny worked in mysterious ways.

Even though it seemed so hard,

the butterfly knew that it must embrace this new beginning.

For it was always meant to be just this.

A magnificent little creature that fluttered around,

giving all its admirers a memory.

And in return, it knew that it wouldn’t get much.

But then, that was its purpose.

To spread joy. To dance under the sun. To make the world a beautiful place.

And so, it decided to take the leap.

All within the blink of an eye.

I saw it spread its giant wings and bravely choose to fly…


Are We Really Being Human?


Thousands of Syrian refuges being killed. A Saudi diplomat rapes his Nepali maids. Journalists being killed for exposing scams. Countries challenging each other for war. Animals being brutally slaughtered. Governments engaging in “dirty politics”.

Look at what the world has come to!

And yet, we say that we are doing so much to save the planet. Every single day, newspapers, magazines and social media cite examples of powerful and influential big shots of industries donating large amounts of money for supporting causes.

Although this is definitely a noble act on their part, does it guarantee that the world will become a better place?

Is feeding and educating the poor or running campaigns to spread awareness about something the actual solution to end this misery?

To some extent, all of these activities can make a little difference and improve the current situation, but think about it – Who should we really blame for the mess that we are in today?

“OURSELVES” – that is the harsh reality. Hard to believe? Take a minute to observe the people around you. The amount of anger in their hearts. The feeling of revenge. Never ending hatred for something that is now history. Chauvinistic attitude. High levels of insecurity. And to top it all off, excessive greed.

In fact, all of these are reasons for the plethora of devastation taking place today.

Why is it so hard for us to give shelter to people in our home land, despite knowing that they have no other place to live? Why is there no respect for women in our society? What about our right to freedom of speech? Why do we only value our own lives, when the planet was always a home to all other creatures? Where are the government’s promises?

It’s high time we realize that change can never take place unless we make a start individually, by reflecting upon our own thinking.

Let’s try to be more considerate towards all of God’s creations. Let’s be more generous and kindhearted towards the less fortunate. Try and give someone a shoulder to lean on when they have nobody else to look up to.

The power lies within you. Its time for you to decide.

Give them hope. Think better. Start a revolution.