FaLL or HangOVEr

Drinking chilled beer, gets you high, also gets you a hangover.

But the morning cup of coffee gets you off it.

For one to wake up with a hangover and come over it, is easy...

How easy is it for one to wake up from a bad FaLL in life and come over with it?

How many cuppa coffee will help?

Sometimes a full mug and sometimes a sip gets you back in the mood.

A mug or a sip, what will work, DepEnDs on...?

Most of us would answer on how bad the FaLL was.

However, I have a question, how quick one would be OVEr the hangOVER depends on loads of tributaries like tense or relax drinking, food or no food with it, the company; then how come our bouncing back from a FaLL in life only depends on the intensity of the FaLL.

Things like strength within, lessons from past mistakes have no role to play? Only thing in consideration is the FaLL?

Once the focus from FaLL shifts to the tributaries, is when one really starts to enjoy drinking and stop dreading the hangOVEr...

So enjoy the FaLL, don’t dread it!!

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If I knew...

If I knew it’s the last time your eyes connect to me, I would gaze a littler deeper,

If I knew it’s the last time your arms comfort me, I would embrace a little harder,

If I knew it’s the last time my ears on your shoulders hearing the heart beat, I would listen more clearer,

If I knew it’s the last time your hands holding mine, I would hold a little tighter,

Photo By: Ashutosh Amin

If  knew it’s the last time I could express my love, I would never assume you know,

If I knew you were to go, I would surely tell you, you are the one – the one I always waited for...

Sound of Instincts

Nothing exists...

no logic, no understanding, explanation of well wishers, strength of the strong pillars you build around over the years

...when your instincts talk, all others sounds gradually become less clear until finally disappears, as if they do not exist.

The right place, the right time, right things to  do have no meaning; beyond the direction your instincts.

The words from the instincts have a language of their own, if one understands would never then misspell any move in life.

Those words are which need to be lived!

If one lets the language of instincts merge into its being there would be no expanse one can’t achieve.

If the words are gone, unheard, joy would then loose its brilliance and sadness would have no end.