Realities

"THE WORLD WE OBSERVE DEPENDS ON THE VISIONS WE CREATE & HOW WE WANT OUR REVERIE TO DIVERT & AT WHICH ANGLES BECAUSE OUR NOTIONS ARE ELOQUENT."

OUR NOTIONS ARE ELOQUENT

Its how we wander about different realities,somewhere our own selves & everything that is happening around us.Many things and people that are the part of our stories' script can teach us biggest lessons.Our hobbies,likenesses or dis-likenesses,way of thinking and how we take things in our perspectives,visions,our style of speaking,words,the way we treat others,everything has some meaning and how all they came into existence is a matter of debate & how this all is in this way & why? the biggest query .While sitting on some comfortable sofa,reading a perfect knowledgeable book and a coffee cup having taste which might be unforgettable or standing near a window looking outside seeing splashing rain or somewhere appreciating nature thinking about how much little deeds and things are more.It influences me to think & see around and feel the silences which comes from nothingness,it makes me to wander somewhere else in my mind or just because my imaginations are more stronger than my reality I can easily figure out about whats happening actually,where I am standing on this life's track,where I am heading forward,what was written in the scripts,how many characters will join,with how many experiences,memories & moments they would be left us with to become just a part of some past pages of my dear diary,where everyone once sitting beside us laughing will go?how long it would take to be the best part of this peculiar stories,where it seems  standing in the middle and feeling like everything is now in its coherent line and at that point our thoughts would be consistent with no doubts and queries anymore.Too many questions and no answers.Wide open eyes towards the rainy sky and foggy coldness which only you can feel is the most scariest thing ever.It feels like i am here right now and no one is around.Every one is so much busy being judgmental about others that they have even no idea how much unprecedented they themselves are.So many things remain halt in the air asking for focus on.So many things are there when we want to see and feel.Why we are blaming others for our visions?I realize there is always somewhere lies a person inside,who knows what to do and when but who gonna listen.We all are relying on others' perceptions.Its very easy to move on with what we are doing & feels it okay that way.I used to think there were many people before me who might have experienced everything like me or may be worst or may be they never thought in this way or may be I am thinking again so much.The point of stitch is  why we are afraid of accepting our flaws & like it to throw our opinions in other's matters.Why we are so much judgmental of the sins which we are doing  for so long but are unaware may be.What makes us to hold on & see everyone doing their work and then try to focus on too but the thing is, are we trying to focus on important stuffs or trying to ignore the absurd thoughts we are in possession of.Its because our feelings of not to feel anything at all.We study to compete but not to learn.we eat,clothed,sleep and enjoy to live which no one can live but never thinks about how many people are living with out food,clothes and shelter but we are so much busy in the luxuries we are blessed of  but are never really happy with what we have.I was same,just same until and unless I met an 8th year balloon seller boy wandering in the alleys alone at market place with innocent eyes and hopes that he will make a lot of money today but no one actually looked at him even nor noticed.He was trying to spread happiness among other children by selling those glittery balloons but i didn't found any smile on his own.It aches my heart about that little angle because i was wishing that time he must be at school educating himself or achieving some purpose of his life or reading or learning or be the part of happiness of little moments not an earner.I got there & ask him to sit beside me and he did.He was quiet and shy.I smiled to let him feel little bit comfortable then after cracking a lame joke which was literally a lame I asked  many questions about himself,his family,where he lives,his name & what he wants to be in his life,what actually he wants to be,whether this all is his own choice or a necessity.Then i came to know that he was the eldest one among his siblings and nothing was his own choice.He wants to be on highest profession.He wants his parents to feel proud and wants to made them feel free of this strugglings. He told me nobody loves him actually because of now what he is doing but with every sunrise and every day he borne new hopes and he believes that one day everything will be change and he will not be same like this and everyone cares about him too and he told me he never felt ashamed of who he was and nor he care that no one notices him but he was happy like he was sure of it that everything would be different someday and that day is not so far when everyone knows him too and he will be the part of this society too everybody loves him too and he will laugh soon.He told me many things about him and his life which unleashed my flying thoughts and so his words which still jumbles my mind."one day that day will come":this one sentence from an 8th year old child changed my life a whole.I bought from him his all ten remaining balloons and asked him to go home with smiling face and tell your parents that you have made somebodies day.I was not aware how many stories everyone is hiding inside their smiles and then nothing was hidden.I was there sitting alone seeing people  in rush and violence realizing how many stories are in-front of me,a live stories.How many masks they had wear and shed so as how many times.A little boy changed everything all at once.I cant forget that smile and those words.I hope he is fine now somewhere but i don't know where he is.what he is doing but what i know is now i see everyone and everything differently.No one is responsible for the struggles we are being through and why we are blaming others for the things ourselves are responsible of.I stopped feeling the things once i thought was hurting because still their are many people who are suffering more but are still happy and before theirs our sadness is nothing.I started to hope again because then i came to know that there are more then this materialistic life and their are still those people who truly loves us poles apart those who don't and thinking about such stuffs that doesn't matters whether exist or not and every absurd desires we want to fulfill without any reason nor any purpose.what has written in our scripts is what we gonna decide.We hold grudges but never are aware of others' feelings and storm which is raging inside them.we are judging their pros and cons,so who we are really too?we know who else hurt us but we will never accept what we have done.How much hearts we broke daily or how much rude we behave somewhere,may be its the thing that never moved us.We know how to take revenge but never learn it to forgive and forget in true meaning but not just in words because we still thinks about and hold our devils till the right time.The horizons we have created are our self made,people we like or don't like is what we want to see them.Sometimes the way we think about a person isn't a way they actually are,people who look weird are somewhere the way most beautiful.why not to change our visions.why not to see some change.why not to care about things that truly matters and try to forget everything which has no reasons to carry on with and which we have described as hurting or why not to accept the realities and be optimistic about life just like that 8th year little angelic boy,who has no idea what he had done.Many people will come many leave it depends on us how to go along with different natures and how to put a wide smile on everyone else's face without any reason because we not gonna live forever.One day we will be no more and will be the part of some stories too or inked lines of some pages.Everything will be same the people,shops,traffic,tough life and  may  a person will born who will think in same way as i think or may be they write too in a same way and learn everything from everyone and feel everything so deep that could not resist them to speak.I don't know will some one think that way but what i know is,this time everything is real and i can feel this i am here to speak out my mind loud.Life goes on.nothing remains except our legacies.nothing remains except the smiles we had tried to put on everyone else's face and moments we'll leave to remember for everyone in good.I can see this now that everyone has their stories,so accept them with their flaws and forget everything what everyone has done and focus on what truly matters.It is we  who can do this.spread love and focus on everyone.their is no big nor small but human beings with full of flaws and no one is perfect and still everyone  else's imperfections has made them beautiful in their own way. Accept it & Be happy !

                              "ONE DAY THAT DAY WILL COME"