My own sky….

choose your own sky,

feel like you are above the sky,

no matter, what comes to get,

no matter , make your eyes wet,

not with sprinkle of sadness,

pour it light of happiness,

choose your own sky,

feel like you are above the sky,
be like butterfly,

who know how to fly,

without fear,with only desire,

to whom beauty of sky admire,

dream to touch the rainbow colours,

bring your dreams with colours,

fill it up,create your own sky,

be a beauty of whole sky,

take your self above the sky.

Truth of Acting world….

​This acting world,

Makes fool to own world,

Increasing redness of lips through lipstick,

Decreasing sweetness becoming freak,

Decreasing dark tone of skin,

Putting truth in the bin,

Creating colourful hair,

Pouring black,which is unable to bear,

Showing smile,with lots of appraises,

If mirror put,it actually depresses,

Thousands of truthful promise,

Where every fakeness is promise,

In the race of showing best to world,

Depriving best from our own world,

In the race of going to 5star,

Lost from the list of star,

Let’s again join this list,

Let’s be last but not least,

Make proud to our own world,

Lets act according to our own world……

                    -stories of life

In those 15 minute’s…

​In those 15 minute’s..
While fighting with wind of thousands of thoughts,with noisy,memorable chattering of people in the train compartment.
I was traveling as per daily routine,there was nothing new in that day,like everyday,the hawkers were coming to sell numerous things,I just saw one of them,all of a sudden I just lost myself in facts about life,after that myself was filled with power of unlimited energy and enthusiasm,to change the meaning of happiness,view towards world,value of life.The person (me)who was complaining about various events,which was about past as well as with fear of future,got amazing transformation in   thoughts.
The 15 minutes,which took me away from ridiculous world,and brought me in this permanent lovely world,was because of that small child.
Due to circumstances,blessed child was forced to do work,at the age of growing like flower,he was shouting with his melodious voice and was trying to fill his stitched pockets,the beautiful thing which I observed was smile,and shine in his tiny little innocent eyes.
There was nothing new that blessed child was doing, in compartment almost everyone was running towards destination ,which was going to make their pockets filled with that aspiring voice of money.but in every same thing I found difference.
child tought how life smile’s back,when we smile,blessed child was not crying on circumstances,he was enjoying the breeze which was coming,he was awake with his Dreams,yes!he didn’t got opportunity to play in school ground,air-conditioned classroom,but he knew how to found happiness in train compartment,learning maths,learning language,which was helping him in school studies.

Be like child,be like flower,who don’t know how much time it will survive,but know how to grow to the fullest,smiling at everyone and bringing stars in the eyes in the form of hope. 

                                                    -stories of life