Sometimes, some people get a habit of Over-Thinking. Even if the situation is happy or sad, overthinking people overthinks. I am one of them. If i am happy, i expect a lot from happiness. A lot many things goes through my mind. I expect that this will happen, i will share it with my friends, i will keep smiling, etc etc etc. If the expected thing happens, it feels good. And it really becomes the reason for the happiness. But if the thing doesn't happen, that is the most unbearable situation. All the expectations fades away. All the excitement vanishes. And then consequently, we start up being gloomy. And then many problem arises like No any concentration in any stuffs, not in a mood for talking with others. Not having any interest in doing anything etc. And if someone ask me "Why are u sad?" My answer becomes... "i thought about something which didn't happen." This is where it all started. That overthinking, that over expectations was the main reason. It was my fault that i didn't lived in the present. I started dreaming about the future. So the fault does not lies in 'Why Didn't That Happen As Exactly As I Thought?' The fault lies in 'Why Did I Overthink About It?' This is the main problem. Overthinking leads to Over Expectations and Over Expectations leads to Hyper Excitement. And when that Hyper Excitement is lost. That is unbearable. So its better to always live in present by not overthinking about something. Whatever happens in future will be dealt in future. We don't have to think or worry about it now. Living In Present and Enjoying It Is Most Important...!!!
Quell the Quench of the Wildfire A poem addressing the wildfire to cool off
Dying embers surcease your flames Lone desolate land mourned for its own demise Yet your hungry falcon eyes craved to rekindle Respite, devouring wildfire, respite.
Sustained copse implored the nimbus for retribution The ashes were sweltering and spitting the rage of fumes with strong effluvium, But your voracious rage scavenges the residue Respite, annihilating wildfire, respite.
The nimbus clouds became dejected, in lieu of the wretched woodlands The cloud’s hopping madness divulged through the incessant downpour. Still your fervent rage scorns to succumb.
We had just been out for a stroll
Few steps down the busy road
I saw the sky being crowded by the blue black clouds
Probably not the best time to walk was my first thought
But when I turned around to see her
I could see how overjoyed she was to see those clouds
Slightly after that it started to drizzle.
I just wanted to run back home but she pulled me and asked
Can we please enjoy this rain
The way she asked me with those childish stare,
With a face which only wanted this one want to be fulfilled…
I could never deny her.
Shortly after that it started to pour down heavily.
I ran to the nearest spot with a roof
To cover my head
I saw her close her eyes and feel
Each and every drop gently caressing her soft skin
The drops began their journey from her forehead
And found their way down through her cheeks
and got merged with her wet kurti
There were wet strands of hair
on her face just adding to its beauty...
It had been years since our marriage
Yet she never fails to surprise me.
Those wet strands of hair,
That gorgeous smile, that carefree attitude
Gosh! she was beautiful.
And I fell in love with her,
All over again…
She opened her eyes and giggled at me.
That day, I saw the cutest smile in the world.
That day I saw the source of my happiness,
Smile at me…..