I am here in Hauz Khas. I never thought that I will actually be able to visit it some day. I came here all by myself due to the preoccupation of my friend. The battery of my cell has exhausted. Fortunately, I know my way back to my parents’ home and wait…..let me check….yes, I do have enough money to return.
Let’s see how you will feel
now that I have turned the wheel.
I will no more initiate any sort of contact
and watch you become jealous as I relax.
Turn into a baby again.
Roll over your torso.
When did we grow up?
What was the need to do so?
Some people appear
to be sweet as sugar
but in real
are cold as ice. They trigger
you to say and do bitter
and only blame you later
for your behavior.
My father and brother never appreciate most of the work I do. My brother associates development with economy and father always wishes for the impossible. When it is about studies, he wishes I should score excellent marks in all the subjects. Being an above average student in academics, it’s not practically possible for my distracted mind and weak memory to concentrate equally and give the best results in everything I put my head into. I don’t possess academic but verbal or linguistic and musical or rhythmic intelligence among the ten types of intelligences explained by Howard Gardener.
They say, ‘Pursue your passion. The struggle would be less’, but that’s not true. The difference in the struggle would only be that you would willingly struggle for your aim and work, unlike a work you are pursuing that you are not passionate of. If you have to struggle anyways, why not struggle in something that consists a part of your soul?