An ode to the Bluebird

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There’s a bluebird in my heart too
that doesn’t stay quiet.
and shows up
When I want it to stay inside
I do not pour whiskey, but wine,
but it shows anyway.

There’s a bluebird in my heart too
that keeps on shouting and screaming.
wanting to come out,
and I tell it that I am strong yet fragile,
that it should lay there inside
so I don’t look weak.

But my bluebird doesn’t wait for the night
it starts to sing,
(see we all are not so clever)
I know it makes me look weak
but if we all kept our bluebirds to us
how will this world be?

Also if my bluebird shows up first
does that give you power over me?
No.

That bluebird is enough to make a woman weep
and I weep,
don’t you?

A note to parents: Don’t cripple your children

“We shouldn’t always have what we want: it spoils the best of us, doesn’t it?”
― Anne Bronte

Convenience spoils people. It is an obstacle to being a better version of yourself. It gives pleasure, but it keeps you from brilliance.

Pampering is the word that separates us from people of previous generation or the less fortunate ones. Every parent wants the best for their child, the best school, a healthy environment, a good future, a risk-free life. Sometimes they want it because they did not get any of that. So they want their children to have the best things. Every possible convenience the child can have: school busses, ready-made food (breakfast, lunch and dinner), good toys, best school, fancy stationery, gifts on birthdays etc etc. The list is never ending.

What does the child learn in this process? He learns that he will always have enough resources and that he doesn’t need to own the responsibility for anything.

But if we were to think about that child, he suffers a lot of harm in this habit of getting pampered. This child will always be dependant on people for one or the other thing. He will need constant appreciation all his life, without that he will start to wither. You will need to hold his hand throughout his journey, he will be lost the moment you leave him. And seriously, when do you leave him? You probably leave him at the riskiest crossroad, when he turns 20 or 21. All of a sudden, you want your child to be responsible. He needs to do everything he hasn’t done before. He feels pressurised and broken.

Is it his fault? No. A child grows up and becomes a reflection of what he has seen and experienced. Not everyone is born with wisdom. They do not have greatness thrust upon them. By spoiling your kids, you fail their chance of even achieving it.

It is important to realise that sudden expectations from this “never really grown up” person will not help him. You have saved him all his life, you have protected him hard enough to not let even a drop of blood spill out from his body and now you ask him to fight his own battles. You want him to get through them. Will he? Most probably, he won’t. He will be scarred and may not heal. He will never be able to figure out what went wrong. He would try to stand up to what you have imposed on him and he will lose himself. Once he is scarred, it cannot be reversed.

What we fail to understand is that time is needed for change to occur. When you want change, you must allow room for it, where the person can breathe, he doesn’t suffocate. He will try to bring out the best in him and he may/may not succeed. But if you fail to appreciate his efforts, you will leave him in a mess. Love has harmed him. And love will continue to do so, because all his relationships will suffer. He will find himself trying to fulfil people’s expectation of him and will lose his own identity. And there is no love that can heal that. None.

When you are tired of being strong 

It was a long time ago
When she shielded her heart
Broken a little by her present
A little by her past
And she learned to act strong
In the face of adversity
So much that
She never lived fully
When the good days arrived
She doubted the bad it will bring
But in aridity
She learned to sing
One day someone left her again
Knowing that she was strong
So she could cope
Never did she feel so broken
Devoid of hope
Than when her strength finally broke her!

Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation

They planned their goodbyes
it was the time for departure
One was meant to stay
and one had to leave, for the sake of future
future that could not have her
but only his career
they parted ways
they could no longer be together
and they were fine
giving up on each other
but when the lover vanished from the eyes
in hearts, there was a strange commotion
love did not know its own depth
until the hour of separation.

Endings

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Fairytales astonish us
So do stories of magic
We believe in the stroke of luck
that no end will be tragic
Happy endings sell
misery drives us away
reflecting our inability
to say
or to accept
that our stories won’t be magical
people will come, they will leave
and endings will not be beautiful.

After all, can you really keep something
that doesn’t want to stay?

Stay

hands

The thread of time is getting short
with each day that goes
On one end of the string I am
with an urge to hold
this string tightly
so the grip is never loose
Wanting you to stay
but forced to choose
to hold onto it
with a little ease
so even if hearts break
fingers don’t bleed
because if they do
the scars will show
that we want to stay,
and never let go.