Amorphous Creativity

A lot has been happening around us. And in some way, almost everything that makes it to the news these days, is a story of the victory of wrong over right. Truth over lies. Hatred over Lies and Insanity over Sanity. We watch the news. Our reactions range from the typical " Iss desh ka kuch nahi ho sakta" to "I want to change things but i don't know how." Our contribution ends there.  We make sure that nothing has happened to the ones we love.Make sure that our little world is alright. Then change the channel and the thought is out of our minds. This apathy is our biggest problem and not the crimes that happen because of it. The cause is our indifference and the effect is the increased rates of crimes. I realize this as many of you do too. So when   The Surf Excel Matic SoakNoMore Contest  page on Indiblogger asks "What do you think of when you hear the words Soak No more" ? This is what I feel. Lust prevails, dignity loses...

The cold metal is the only barrier that stops you from diving into the unknown. You grab hold of it as tightly as you can. You walk along the railing and clutch anything you can to not slip. Finally upon reaching the edge, you try having a look at the unknown. You are so fearful that you can't muster courage to see beyond the known. You fear losing the surety. You fear losing the familiarity. You fear losing the comfort. You fear the newness. You fear the permanency of change. You fear what you haven't seen yet. Standing on the edge, you can see the glimpses of what lies ahead if you take the fall. You like it too. It feels like fresh air. It feels like something you crave for. Suddenly, after holding on for too long, comes along a moment that makes you let go. Surprisingly, you immediately find out how it feels now. It feels like freedom!

Things are not going your way, Black is more evident in the gray, Not a smile on your face, Nothing gives you solace.. Everyone and everything appear distant, In favoring you, luck seems hesitant, You feel time is not on your side, and there is nothing you haven't tried. Just when you think it can't get worse, Something happens and life seems like a curse, You stop smiling and give it all up, Not half filled, its an empty cup. I am the same as you, Having felt this,in times old and new. But now when i look and ponder, It all makes perfect sense, i realize in wonder. The cup was always filled up to the half, I found no reason to not laugh, There are little joys around in every season, Always believe everything happens for a reason. Just when you think its difficult to cope, Look around, You will always find , Little packets of hope!