At Sea

You may consider it as a Jaundiced Eye
But this fear is at heart.

A rough justice is not really enough to get a person evolved over time but if devaluation is consistently added on it, there arrives a time of no here and now. The space of thought demands only for what was faced yesterday.

I have no genesis for reservoir of my fear.
The fear whom I go through with everyday.

Doing anything, fear is present.
Pulling away fear is another fear building

I believe this is not the other side of my human,
But a circle of my presence.

Sometimes, talking about it is more fear
More often, then, silence gives more fear
Pronouning it is again a fear
Giving a pen to it is still a fear.

I believe I am at sea
Not in line with
But an end of the line and is what only exists.

Completely helpless.

However, I don’t want to lionise my fear. I want the world to stay away from this knowledge of my living. I see myself at a state where
I can’t merry with my life anymore.
I just can’t.

I am living with fear.

Fear borns in my closest breath.

All good I have is a count of inhale and exhale telling me I am still alive and convincing me deep inside for a belief that
I can’t merry with my life anymore!

Not a human

If you misemploy someone’s innocence
& hinder one’s harmony,
If you crush a flower &
Dry out its water
If you bring out hell out of everybody’s heaven and ask more to pay you and become a source of peace to you after all of the troubles and destruction one has faced by you, till the way,
Damn, who are you?
A Man? No. A wordless evil? Yes!

Content is not the King, but the Kingdom.

The time we are ready to contemplate a content, we always imagine of creating a good content on priority. And this is a thought process that is obvious to be seen in almost everyone. We aim to propose a perfect content in order to make it sound better, engaging and influencing.
However, sometimes, just delivering out a beautiful content is not enough. There are billions of people running out in the market for bringing astonishing writeups and it is genuinely true to justify that they’re really observed deliberating positive and remarkable series of content. Thus, no wonder if you just have a good written piece over any context. One needs to have an excellent strategy to spread out the content in such a manner that it goes in the head of the people. And there we realise how prominent is the role of us in executing content marketing. This relates to a fact that content is not something that rules upon its platform but it is something to be ruled upon by us and if we are not aware of an effective way of content marketing strategy, its implementation and evaluation, the kingdom may decline due to its lack of correct management by its content creator.

Nowadays, people wonder why do their corporate falls in terms of communication management. I believe, since we are masters of content delivery and we set our rules to shape on the corporate/organization communication practice, we would definitely be considered as a major factor for the whole system of public relations and corporate communications whether its internal or external.

Hence, we are the key masters to key up the content creation, its delivery and evaluation to constantly work upon the area of improvement also.

Moreover, for any person associated with a company, organization or even a space of his living, a key mantra is always there to work upon-

Don’t run along the edges.
Build a base to rise.

Spectacles

Oh, I remember them now!
Gazing at the sky through my naked eyes
To untangle my tangles,
And to boost up my strength
For getting kicked out of doldrums

Then and now have weirdly changed things and taught me paradigm.
I could see, but not effortlessly
More often, it feels my eyes don’t see but only my spectacles.
Sky is the same, yet no attractive to me now
Stars are no visible, they are all hassle filled now.

Perhaps, My Spectacles say two important things to me-
1. My eyes are no more independent now and
2. My eyes are ‘STILL ALIVE’

People are there who could not see at all, even with spectacles

Do they need to get low thinking and cursing their lives for what they lack in for any reason?

Or they should feel proud and be motivated for the intellect they possess within them for doing things so greatly.

For all those who are blaming their luck or destiny or fortunes, remember one thing-
Perspective would either make you fall or would lift you up and let you walk in life fearlessly.

Stay blessed

Stay empowered

Stay highly Enthusiastic

Stay You

Highway or byway

Ceiling up the room, a reservoir of chaos
Without rhyme and reason, a rough ride is to bother
The places I travel
By the wall to relieve
Escape is to face
And to get rid of trouble
From then and now,
I am rolled into one
Riot of colours,
I have seen within me
Like the grey picture and going incognito
Though I wonder, if I face myself now
What would be that wonder..

The escape or the thunder?

The two sides

Problems if minded specifically,
They strengthen a feelin’
Feelings of what we face everyday,
How they restrict us,
Over a jacket of hurdles inside.

The same if minded in a broader way,
Observing how people face
Sometimes, they all seem to have no place alike,


All they do is-
Generating an internal motivation,
To plague with the situation
And stand by the strong side
Just like
Like a regular side.

OFF THE POINT

In an era where we were taught not to remain quiet if we come to see or hear any wrong doings happening in our society,
We were also instructed to pocket our insults
Not for a while,
But forever.
And there I went “off the point”
But I did nothing except following them together.
Yes, Partially.
Pretty much biased fully.

We have been also taught to have loads of patience
So that we don’t react
Not because we were not wrong
But because it was about their respect and dignity.
And the respect which we held for ourselves
Had no face value
Which could ever be counted.

We live around the people who also tried to shape us by their philosophy that never matched with our thoughts or decisions
Yet we were tagged as liberals.

Sometimes, even small steps that we took just for the sake of somebody were the best source of destruction to our own self respect.

And when it was about the most nearest people around us who stopped us to voice our voice,
We were stuck and hence, it was the brutal birth given to injustice
Leaving us with masks on faces,
An empty decision

By which our living didn’t inspire
But our death spoke more than anything
May be till now
Or forever!

In the End

At the end of the day,
We will be happy!
Happy seeing anxieties we have had in past
And all scars would imprint heavyweight.
We will appreciate all wounds we had on us.
Not because we were left helpless, with no options or we liked being in sorrow & pain.
But because we faced all of it.
Being with someone, or even ultimately alone
All anxieties, utmost fear, screams & echoes.

Climbing on every stair of life dilemma,
We faced all of it!

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