..pertaining to one..." Genuine"..

..what is more pertaining in life...One Genuinely happy or one one deliberately sad,
genuinely happy i shall say always.. One genuinely good or one deliberately bad,

Genuinely good i shall say always.. One genuinely sensible or one deliberately mad,
genuinely sensible i shall say always.. One genuinely expressive or one deliberately bragged,

Genuinely expressive i shall say always.. One genuinely systematic or one deliberately quarreling quad,
genuinely systematic i shall say always.. One deliberately sneezy snider or one genuinely glad,

genuinely glad i shall always.. and then as matter of nature when i firmly began to believe in these,
then deliberately some sycophants had entered some where.. to shackle the faith of me.. maybe to please,

the fake and fickle..anyway.. i tried to let to this know in my words.. and i know at that times these were outbursting,
still anyway.. fake and fakes succeeded in their motives.. i was thrown out.. and in search i found one pertaining trusting,

the real genuine.. whooofs i said.. how bigger the price i had paid for working on those highs days and nights,
where my passion did not matter.. all mattered was the false sense of  pride and prejudice.. and with false rights,

but maybe the splendid sense to have pleasure in those a fews may have had eloped or gone,
nevertheless.. thats how these kept and keep interfering so brazenly.. these known unknown knowns....

 
 
     

...Greedy's greed...

greed is what.. 
greed is about storing wealth as idle assets in one's trunks and else wheres,

where..
no one except him or her can see.. or find.. since its an unaccounted wealth lying there,

in vaults.. in cupboards.. in any form.. but all unproductive.. and that all happens owing to some greedys greed,
for whom.. stashing money is the only motive... the greedy shall never be able to tell.. why is there so much of need,

where the greedy thinks of none else.. even of his or her own kids.. and all other nears and dears,
bus hai paisa.. hai paisa.. aa jaye kahin sey bhi.. aray should any be so blood pressed up.. with no fears,

that he or she does not feel at all.. and all addiction is about seeing the stashed money the moment he or she gets up,
in the morning or else... just to see.. or just to make space for one more layer of what else.. to necks cups,

no one can understand the greed of greedy and no one can stop any such from stashing so much of money,
ironically all the stashed money shall never be used to enjoy or consume by him or her own.. and thts much funny,

or the most interesting fact known to each and every reasonable enjoyer of good health and wealth,
that earning money and spending money of course on own establishment's and family's growth is good stealth,

that is open to each who know them so nicely.. who know that in no ways these enjoyers are greedy,
all that is know about them.. is just simple.. that these are real rich.. who earn.. who spend.. i say..QED......


 

 

 

 

..better..

..alright a few good are on the ways Tobe better or rather they always were and are,
in attempt to know all these.. i came to know.. these all just are near by.. living in heart.. never so far,

i said better.. i say better.. i shall keep saying better.. oh.. the better where has your something special gone,
no no i am not talking about this or it.. you know i m nt rd.. what i intend to say.. the simple zing to enjoy here upon,

yaar its the festive time.. the one majestic festival.. of hopes and aspirations.. of enjoying as beings better enough,
alright.. to be bad is such an enticing trait kya.. if yes then be.. but then.. suffocation is what.. what is really tough,

tough is to be good.. suffocation s can be spread any coz to be bad is the easiest way to get attentions,
just thoda.. ya destroy.. ya zaroorat sey zyada tung kiya... what may have eloped from one self.. good tensions,

yes those tensions.. yeah those tensions.. that any gets when blood gets circulated to that particular part of the body,
to feel good enough.. to feel kind enough.. to feel better.. but maybe some are hell bent Tobe bad and shoddy,

and destructive and abusive.. and of extremely provocative... inflammatory minds,
whose work.. destroy.. divide.. abuse.. be bad enough to the fullest... may be to be better is for them a lose of all kinds..

                   ............ except the real profits that better always earn...

                                
  

..for once..

..yeah for once i thought i should go.. call.. see and try talking with a friend who misunderstood,
and i went.. i called.. unanswered.. i called again.. unanswered.. may be the ego of that just did or could,

do nothing except being at ease.. to feel.. oh how big i have become hence its not good to be a friend of one such,
ordinary.. though a survivor against many a odds.. well after a deep thought i said.. alright let go.. adore have no gruch,

or any sort of ill will.. thats life you know.. many a times things like these for once or for all the times happen,
in practical terms.. they did say.. cant you see we dont have the time.. fine.. yeah.. dont have some thing.. called the weapon,

or the emotions.. or those things or the memories.. that in being egoists you dont want to recall or nourish,
alright your choice.. i let go.. shall never call you again ever.. hum chotay admi hai.. may be i am a bit borish,

for once.. and for ever i came to certain conclusions that i am sure are good enough to remember in life,
be able to rise... be able to survive.. be able to be of some sort of value.. make own gussa a weapon to rise above.. to ease each strife...
 

... Triumph...

...triumph over the evil and evils.. the boastful high headed the one demon king.. Raaavan,
attained by the one.. the most specific and glorious.. Sri Ram.. saga sung by each and every one,

of triumphs.. of victory.. of tales.. of the specific and virtuous glory.. of the one.. strong and hard from inside,
Ram... Ram... Ram.. i utter in each phrase...  in each beginning.. in each word.. since i feel Ram is besides,

always always.. in heart.. in veins.. in breaths.. in blood.. in sweats.. in transitions.. in each work that i do,
kahan sampooran hoga mera kaam Ram kay bina.. never ever.. hai Ram ka saath toh kyon mein kissi bhi dukh say darro,

even in moments of comforts.. happiness.. and what else good that i may get in this life,
Ram kaa saath.. is the one.. the most precious.. the most comforting.. to ease out any kind of strife,

Said.. unsaid.. quotes.. unquotes.. done.. undones..  seen.. unseen.. heard.. unheard.. met and unmet,
thats what life had been to me.. of me.. and for me.. cud not snatch away.. the faith in one.. sublime sublet,

the precious or rather the most precious property or asset that i can and i could ever have,
true physical comforts i do not have many.. yet Ram.. Ram. shall always be my faith as strong as architrave.... 

.... You Are the One... Jai Maa..

you are the one.. you are the only one... the most beautiful.. serene.. majestic.. and complete,
you aura.. your triumphs over demons... your kinder ed glow your elegance and your fleet,


of believers.. in the systems.. that somehow work and never get diverted from the ways to achieve the mission,

 
to attain supremacy through skills and development sagas.. the ultimate tales that be sung by generations to come,
over the decades and centuries.. by each in comings.. that here in the country systems got initiated by one or some.. The Ones,

.. maybe you are the one or the ones.. one lateral army.. full of beliefs and peculiar agendas that are now on the anvil,
One Shakti Punj.. The Mother Divine be always blessful to all these..... let the Mother reside in eyes through pupils....


                                Jai Maa... Jai Maa...
 
 

.. dictionary of elements...

..of course as ever.. this time too.. am trying again to write some lines that ought tobe of some genuine elements,
but how.. and again.. how.. that streak to imagine should come into mind.. that will say.. oh.. to these i am pertinent,

alright.. the appropriate.. come in.. abhi khabar letay hai teri.. these i guess had in the minds of those surprising fews,
i anticipated the versatile things.. hence i went prepared.. mugging the dictionary of elements.. i said i am hindu not the jew,

no castesim.. no racial pluralities.. no differentiations being made here.. announced they.. on the basis of colors of skins,
or faiths on religions.. or any such thing.. any way.. tell us in simple words.. about you.. about your grins,

oh...not again... please do not ask these again.. there are stories of pains.. that i always hide behind these arced smiles,
else is here any real reason to smile for me.. nahi... hence i keep being positive positive always just to save me from exile,

to those weepy itty bitty.. spheres.. where the job from the morning.. mourn with sad breaths.. over actually nothings,
when actually these have so much of wealth.. never know when shall they begin to enjoy these lavishness of everything,

literally in these dictionary of elements.. from the word A.. to the alphabet.. Z.. each niceties they have in their life,
when to enjoy these ought to be their right.. but a few let it go.. kyon bhai udaas rehna aadat hai kya.. to be under strife,

all the times.. without any real reasons.. when the dictionary of life or rather of your life.. says.. live with the full,
flow and glow.. pulls and pushes.. zaroorat kya udhas honay kee without any reason.. among you or with you there is one special jewel...


                     ............. splash the special with your own special elements.. from A to Z...:)