when i be me i am told to watch my words lest i hurt someone (with the truth) dilute my passion lest i burn someone (with my actions) curb my freedom lest i fall off the cliff (with my unawareness). maybe the world is just there it's my soul no no it's my mind disguised as my soul afraid to let the soul bare. turning an innocuous remark into an insult. but you realise the power (importance) of truth only when you hurt others and yourself. the reach of actions only when you take them. the freedom of freedom only when you fall. so be the fire the storm the innocent smile move ahead without fear because the pain of burning is the price you pay to know the difference between fire & warm water. and burn you will many a times in same fire you mistook as water. and one day you will identify the fire correctly, effortlessly. wear the scar until you stop burning until it becomes your badge of honour. so stop feeling sorry idiotic messy unforgiving angry stupid powerless weak ashamed no one cares and nor should you after extracting honey from bee’s sting. for if you are present in the moment just before burning, its the moment when you are truly alive. walking from the kitchen to the living room without spilling the tea cup is a 5 year old's thrill is his ticket, devotion, focus to presence to be in the moment. oh the mystery of life to do exciting things without loosing your presence. as you grow the tea cup turns into a hedge fund and burns are signs that you are alive pushing the boundaries trying & failing & truly being in each moment. oh but life is short so kiss her twice when she’s angry... if that's you for that's your true, bare, love and get burnt when she leaves... and know that's it was better to be burnt & live than to not be alive at all. the world is scared when i be me.
हम बने थे तबाह होने को
आप का इश्क़ तो बहाना था
—अमीर रज़ा मजहरी