Childhood and all that jazz

When I was a child (age wise) I never had a friend like Hobbes so it was not that epic but yes it was beautiful and now I am an adult and a bit of childhood has survived despite constant attempts of career to molest my inner child. And sometimes here and there this inner child in me comes out, I think he is claustrophobic or may be he is just annoying child who keep on prancing around and wont settle at one place. To be honest that seldom I am, it's a bit difficult to handle my inner child and that's exactly why I am looking for a hot young baby sitter for him (If interested, please contact). Coming to childhood days, I was a very stupid kid. I always wanted to be a bus conductor till class 5th, thinking it is a coolest job, you see, you travel all day in bus and get lots of coins to play with but then it was me. Young and foolish. I keep on revisiting my childhood not because they were so glorious or colorful but because there was some innocence that gone hung somewhere in the thread of time. When adulthood not only hit us but slaps on the face hard the first victim are our childhood dreams. We grow up, abandon our childhood dreams, start calling ourselves practical and live a mundane life. That's not how I thought I'ill live. Not that I wanted some 7 figure pay cheque but through out my simple life I wanted to be somebody and I am still not THAT somebody and not even close to being THAT somebody any time soon. I was just sitting and smiling on life while opportunities were passing by me, even begging me to drop a glance. But then it was me. Young and foolish. Today when I look back I wonder who drugged me, I swear somebody must have slipped some white powder in my food. Anyway, it's never too late to improve, quit or die. Or just write a blogpost  and carry on with your sorry life.

P.S: 22 years and still I dont know what THAT is. Maybe THAT is THIS. *cruel laugh* 

"Earthquake? We will sit on couch and wait"

I asked two 8 year old kids to write few lines on "What will you do during an earthquake" and I got brilliant answers. 

"First I will try to balance myself. After that I will be calm and sit at one place close my eyes and think about any another thing like some funny jokes or the thing like magic and all. Then I will take a long breath and open eyes after a little time so when I open my eyes I should not feel the earthquake."
~ Bhavya 

"If an earthquake will come, I will keep my all the things safe, so it cant be brocken or torn. I will sit on the sofa and hold it tightly. I will also say to my family to sit with me"~ Vedanshi

Once in a while we should encounter the unexpected  wisdom of children to keep the sanity in us alive between chaos and panic. 

The fault in your words

He wanted to look into those cute eyes. He wanted to touch those soft little hands. He had understood the meaning of true bliss when they kissed for the first time. Here, Sigh! here she was standing with him tonight. There was no moon in the sky, but here was she, holding the night sky with her innocence. She smiled while rubbing her eyes and arranging her curls wide as a heart, stopping his heart short for a while. 

"It's a beautiful sky tonight" She broke the spell.
"Thanks to you" he said.
"And why so?" She asked.
"Each time you lie to me your words penetrate my heart, escapes this world and get pinned in the sky. The bigger the lie, the brighter they twinkle. You saw that brightest star? the one close to moon?" he said pointing at the vast infinity in the sky.
"Yes" she said without any sign of dejection. 
"That's your 'I love you'' he was still looking somewhere in the sky. 
"No matter what you say, no matter how much you try to irritate me, it won't work tonight. I won't let you ruin this beautiful night." she smiled and hugged him gently. 

"I love you" she added and the star close to the moon twinkled a bit more brightly like it got a slimmer of a white light in it.

Nib is fist clenched in anger.

Forget for a minute all those freaking motivational quotes that tell you to control your freaking anger. Anger is the most powerful & purest emotion a man has. Understand it, unlesh it. Dont supress. Anger is something which prevent your inner silkworm's cocoon to become this freaking world's cloak. This freaking anger makes you butterfly. It unleashes you to fly. Amitabh's anger in Zanjeer and Deewar is what made him freaking awesome. Do you think he would have been any popular trying those freaking mushy roles? Do you think freaking Hulk would have been so freaking loved had he gone for anger management? NO.

We all want to be freaking more than what we are- which means we freaking hate ourselves the way we are. No wonder there's so much anger in us. Anger is precious emotion, dont freaking waste it too much on others, because this world is freaking cruel, they will always remember the words that you said in anger, and not those you said in freaking love. Stay away from those kind of freaking people by showing what you are, let them go if your self repel them. Anger is what keeps you human, that venting keeps your machinery cool. Let yourself heart be out of those freaking (rib)cages for a minute, don't restrain. Strip your soul off your freaking body for a minute. Destroy yourself for a minute. Let there be a flash of anger, let there be feeling of emptiness. Damage is done. Good. Now filter relationships. Now collect yourself. Now rebuild. Now go.