LIFE a day at a time

(I intend to write everyday but fail to conjure up topics that I feel to talk about. So I had an idea, I've always wanted to elaborate and explain what my poetry implies. I guess we'll be doing that somedays now. ;) ) " I see all around me, hassled parents Running around their kids Making them lunches and bringing cakes Taking them out and yelling them in. Parents going around their kids ." It's so natural and expected of parents to have the superior hand in the realm of immmeasurable love. They're loving, taking care, tolerating and teaching all at the same time to this life that they've generated. I'm sure they must feel like we're a magic. Something like the fire at the end of the snap of the magician. " And I go into the world, in a group of circles Everyone doing jobs, getting As, ticking rows And calling back home to validate Like a timestamp, but in your life A hello kitty sticker on your page Every kid is running behind their parent&qu

 I find people very confusing sometimes. I've had 25 years of experience to feel that before you question me. It's so strange how we all go ahead and attach ourselves to a million things and then find it painful when we tug and the string pulls. It's like we've found comfort in this Limbo. We don't want life, we want limbo. We have equalised our happiness with validation, only when a million different pople- coming from different places with completely different mindsets- will stamp on our life, will we allow ourselves to feel good. We've gone ahead and given people control of various aspects of our life and then we feel like life is either out of our control or worse uncontrollable. It's like being a puppet, but with the consciousness of being one. Who wants that? We all suffer from "Society, friends and strangers". We suffer from their opinion on us. If we could've one power, we would want it to be the power to make everyone fall in love with