Compassion isn’t love.

Those who do not have well-developed personalities mostly mistake sympathy and compassion with love when they hit their lows.

Nope! Not the same thing.

Knowledge-A yardstick of utopianism.

You will move a mile

And think that you ran hundred

When you don’t have a yardstick to measure what you are doing.

People read and study a lot

Not for no reason,

It helps in knowing how much you know

How much you need to imbibe and learn

What you need to eliminate from your mind,

You can think that you have created something exceptional

Until you know that it’s already available, tested and dead;

Reading, studying and learning is so important

It eliminates the IGNORANCE dread.

(Getting the already existing knowledge, it’s opposition to test its veracity and the results that came out and the conclusions drawn is so important. People generally think a lot on their own and then feel that they know a lot, like they have found something exceptional, they keep those ideas with them for years, struggle to make them a reality, only to end up in knowing that the same ideas were carried out in the past and failed miserably. It’s not bad to carry on with the same or similar ideas again as there is still possibility of their success due to changed circumstances but thinking that they surely will end up in success, specially when the independent variables are uncontrollable, those ideas prove to be just utopian views. That’s why knowledge of what worked in the past and what did not is really very important, be it regarding any field or realm.)

HARD LESSON.

I have learnt one thing in life,

The real victim will always be dying for the truth to come out,

The culprits will always have a group to hide it behind.

FIRST MEETING..

Oh..Now I understand what I am feeling,

And why I am feeling it today,

Exactly an year ago we met for the first time,

I in red and you in black,

I was happy, really happy to see you

Quarter past five was the time,

Your first words were Pi Hi,

“Oh so rhythmic” I thought 😂

Trying to gulp my laughter in a nick of time,

And then that cute cuddly hug,

I loved your friendly way,

Not finding any place in the cafe, so crowded,

You found some other place to reach,

Driving oh so slow intently,

Gleefully n gay,

Trust me, I love high speed driving

I was getting irritated but it was too awkward to say 😂

But how you were doing it, loud music, slow pace, goggles on, I simply loved your swaggy way,

And then you started testing my knowledge,

I knew the answers,

You wanted me to speak up but I hardly had anything else to say,

Let me digest that we have finally met

One year four months after chit-chatting n flirting

“Really this long??” My mind got to sway.

You were really really sweet,

A bit testing, opinionated and sensible too,

Why so like me? I just don’t say things and you do.

You and your black coffee,

I read the disappointment on your face

When I didn’t exchange our different coffee to taste,

I did it on purpose,

I wanted to test how you handle a disappointment,

Pretty good in that too,

I got it you don’t behave in haste.

I know you thought I was nervous

More than I could infer,

Though I was not and never with you,

My thoughts were running around observing you silently,

I was liking you so much

And your talk

And your smile in between was a comfort.

Ah..Then came the time to say goodbye,

First you on purpose, then me on purpose,

Insisted you to drop me at my place 😂

Dirty thoughts in your mind on the way,

And lots of laughter due to that in my headspace 🤣

“Yay.. nothing’s gonna happen,

What’s up in store about it after this,”

Was what was ruling my mind,

“Let’s not get intimate so early,

I don’t want this relation of that kind.”

But when the time came to part ways,

Right in front of my door,

And you just hugged and kissed me

Sweetly yet out of a sudden;

Oh man, did you evoke something in me,

I can’t describe it, that fire,

First meeting, sweet beginning, turned into something hot and me rudden.

But you remained a gentleman all throughtout the meeting,

And I did have to behave like a lady,

Yeah.. We had to,

Because there was nothing else we could do, not that we could never,

We could but not that day,

That day I didn’t know

But I got something for you,

Something to stay with me forever. ❤