My shoes, your shoes

I believe people can be divided into two types.

One is the type who can never come out of their position and look at things from others' point of view. These people will find it hard to relate to those who are not on the same wavelength as them. not to say they dont make good friends. just that they might not be the best person to talk to when you have a problem. they will also never be able to look at their own problems from another light. they will never be able to step back and look at their life from an outsider's point of view. when they cant do this they do not see the situation as it is but, instead, always allow their subjectivity to fog up their perception of their problems. this is when they continue to stay in their mucky situations and find it very difficult to find a solution and free themselves.

Then there is the second type. they are the ones who always put themselves in other people's shoes and truly feel how it is to be that other person. they are the ones who will understand others' problems effectively and hence help them efficiently. they will also be able to step out of their shells and see their own problems from an objective point of view. they will know to put aside all that they know about their life and see the problem as it is. and these people will be able to help others and also themselves.

The second type is obviously hard to find. Anything good is hard to find in this world lol

I love the rain

The little things in life are the most beautiful.

The rain in the most mind blowingly gorgeous creation of god. the smell of the wet sand. the hazy blurry vision. the beautiful little circles rain drops form when they touch a puddle of water. the light splatter of the drops when they hit the bare ground. the music the rain beats at your window.

I love it when it rains as im taking a bus ride. i love staring at the way the heavy water glides down on the glass sides of the bus. the wavey patterns they make. the world seems to just melt with the water flowing down.

The art of god on mankind is not to be critiqued or analysed. it has to be simply appreciated and absorbed. the mastery of the One above cannot be comprehended by us mere mortals. hence, let us just revel in the beauty and divinity of it all.

What bother in life could possibly hog your mind in the presence of such divine mastery? what else other than the serenity of the cool drops can you think about? what other sound than the rythm of the rain can you be hearing in your ears? its the time to forget the world and your life, the time rest your mind and soul.

The pain is also mine

What is this feeling that people call 'love'?
Why does this feeling drive people insane?
Why does it bring so much pain?
What about it makes people do crazy things and hurt each other?
Pain such as that can be felt by those close to them.

'I see you cry
i shed your tears from my eyes
blood seeps through your wounds in my heart
the pain of your hurt shoots through my mind'

Just me :)

Its not like what they think
its not all that complicated
im as simple as it can get
just see me as I am

I don’t close myself
I don’t have secrets
I am what I tell you I am
and I don’t play games

I like to laugh
And I don’t like to cry
I like to love
And I can let go but not forget

I will walk aside anyone
But I wont hold hands
I don’t like to hurt anyone
Id rather get hurt

I wont ever leave when im needed
Ill be the shoulder to lean on
I wont ever stay where im unwanted
i wont burden anyone

I have paved my path
I can take a detour anytime I want
But I chose this way
And I will not deter

This is not a poem
This is just me
Nothing more, nothing less
Just me