Inevitable Accidents, Accrued Pains, but Hapiness paid in full..

Yeah! thinking of beginning with 'end' in mind - Stephen R Covey, 7 habits of highly effective people.. does he realise that many in this world actually born with an 'end' attached to them? probably not.. sucking on silver spoon the moment they came in contact into this world does not give them the privilege to scrutinize one who born with virtually nothing, even into the tender loving hands of 'parents'.

Many still holding on to the 'happily ever after' dream created by those who didnt live to it.. how big can a sin be, giving hope for something we truly know that it will never happen? wouldn't it be better if the pain is bestowed in the beginning, so that, in every step the child makes and manages to lease the pain, the child can be truly happy? isn't that what real happiness is about?

may it not be for many of whom i know, for even silver spoons are a sign of disgust for them whereas me..

countless nights of pain and turmoil, of which most have already been divided among two greatest of beings i ever known - my parents.. growing up feeling the pinch of latter life at early days taught me many things, things that made me of what i am now - partly not human i guess ;-)

Alas! do i bother for whom who dont bother of life? and its splendour? nay! forgiving is not my nature, revenge is not my purpose, but lesson must be taught..

of all the souls i have crossed paths, it is always the most unexpected souls that vibrates so much that it could shake the very foundation of my belief..

one taught me the meaning of bravery and chivalry..
another taught me the meaning of deceive and treachery..
yet another taught me the meaning of selfless love..
and now, i've met a soul who taught me the meaning of being pure, at times of great pain..

God, has sent them across this Cursed Earth,
so that whomsoever believes in Him,
would, at least, find a way to salvation..

for the one soul whom i have felt by heart but never met..
life's great, its just shying away from you when you do the same..
wheel of life always turns, moments you realize you're at most bottom, remember..
the Wheel has already moving to pull you up again!

Bravo!
Kill the "Kill"

Self sacrifices, silent protests, painful journeys..

They may not understand the reason of my silence,
For they may not realize that they are the reason of my silence.

Accused of being silence,
Silence, witnessing their crimes,
Silence, when asked for witness,
Silence, when there are no witness,
Except me..

Shall i kept my silence,
Even when i'm accused for the same crime?
When i am helpless to betray myself, if not others?
when i'm condemned and stripped off my dignity, for sin of others?

Silence is golden, for some,
Silence is a killer, some would say,
Silence is,
my prerogative..
my asylum..
my secret sanctuary..
the sound of my soul, screaming to be set free!

Silence turns to my prosecutors,
Moving towards them, creeping in their very souls..

Silence, its your turn,
show them your might,
bring them down to their knees,
for you are silence..

I may won this battle,
For silence is my greatest weapon,
my closest companion,
my bravest comrade..

As i continued my journey,
I looked around for my friends,
realization is mush painful than this endless journey,
for my friends are all but,
Silence it is..

Silence i am,
Silence in me,
Silence surrounds me,
as i walk into,
Silence it self..


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Kill the "Kill"