Mirror

I was looking shallow onto my face,
I was smiling wildly,

Looked here and there,
I again smiled, same wildly again,

There was so much repetition,
in my action...
Mirror was true to its nature, but I wasn't...

Though Buried .... Still Alive.....!!!!!!

I buried my dreams, deep in my heart...
where no one can hear their voice, not even me....
Yet they make a flash , as of thunder lightening in my memory,
followed by heavy drops rolling down and some storms in my heart....

Days, Months, years have past....
still they are in the grave of my heart ....
Will they die before I close my eyes....?
would they be able to make their existence after me...?
what have I done to them...?
They would never forgive me....

One thing I can do....
I can transform my dreams, re-frame them,
and make them alive again....may in different form...
I hope they would understand me and forgive me....

I know some how they would come true.....
I know they can fight with me for their existence....
they would force me to change my priorities for them.....
BUT............
Now they have learned to adjust with my life...
They trust me so much that , they are still alive in the grave of darkness .....

I don't know about tomorrow....?
What if I fall asleep forever...?
Who would unbury them...?
who would wake them up.... ?
who would fight for them....?

I know... No one ... No one.... !!!!
It's only me ..... They are mine.... Only mine.....
I would never let them die buried ....
I will work for them and bring them back into my life again....
so What, though I had buried them...?
They are still alive.... They are still alive....

" Me Manasvi "

A letter to myself.....!!!!!

A letter to myself.....!!!!!

My dear-  My ownself.......

How is me ? How was I ? How I have been ?

I am really sorry, for not being in touch with myself. I know this is unforgivable, but only I can forgive myself...Right..?

I ignored my own voice in the midst of world... 
I pretended to be strong and never let my tears roll down...
I smiled though  I needed a shoulder to cry...
I laughed louder, to hide my whispering pain that I had...
I was feeling suffocated though in freedom...
I gave time to all,  except to my own-self... 
How rude I was with me, How rude...?


Now I am really fine... I am always with me...


As I am back to pavilion....
Yes, I have changed a bit...
Now I hear only my voice, I can't Ignore worldly matters,
but surely can pretend to be...
Now, I pamper myself though I don't have any pain...
I need not pretend to be strong, as I have accepted me unconditionally, the way I am, so no tears dare to roll down....
I am satisfied with myself, and I Can give shoulders to the needy...
Though I am not free, but I can experience freedom without suffocation...



I have learned one lesson- " Come what may, I would never loose myself. I can never satisfy others expectations, but can strive to satisfy my own. Though I may fail, but this failure will improve me each time. " 


I will always take care of myself, as the most precious person in my life is "ME".  when there is something in my pocket,  I can support others. My own pocket needs to be full of Love, Care, Respect, Gratitude, Unconditional Acceptance, Truth, Peace, Trust, Help for myself. Then only I can lend others.

I welcome myself again in my own-life. Now I would never let myself go away from me. Please accept me, though I have changed, this change is for better.


Lots of love , care and wishes to I, Me and Myself....

who am I .... ?

Everyday I feel that I need to recreate myself.... and I end with just as I was...!!!!!! But why do I feel to recreate myself... am I not satisfied with my beingness... ? Then I realised that  I want something more from me ... I have started expecting from myself to make me a better one each day...

I anticipated and participated in making myself ... I was feeling better... I listened to myself , my being, my own myself...oh my god I expect a lot from me... but all expectations were very right... as i know myself better that me..... And there were smiles all around...

soon I realised there are other forces acting as well in carving me... i looked upon ... again it was me only.... i looked more deeper in me ... OMG !!!! again I found it was me only...!!!! then why doubt ... 

selfdoubt is dangerous... right ... but self doubt also gives u an opportunity to make yourself more better than ever !!! My doubt was right .. I was making myself  not how I see myself ... I was making myself the way I want my love to see me... and here comes the climax in I, Me and myself....

I was looking up for my someone's expectations in making myself.... But I have not found yet my real mine , my own mine... may be i have met  myself  but has not recognised it or ignored it... and U know what who is my love----- its Me again.... !!!!!

what i am loving is now being happy with myself.... and i see my own self in someone who is me .. so the process of cariving will never end.. every day I will create my ownself for myself.... everyday I am becoming a new me... so that  In the end I will be just me ... just mine ...just myself .... !!!!!!

i still dont know who am i .... but for sure i can be none other than I , Me an Myself...!!!!!