Moths and flowers

Lies have always been powerful, they tend to form thick layers of manipulated and alluring visions upon your fine, rational thought process. Lies are told with a forceful purpose to seduce the light that seeks truth in you, while 37 trillion cells in your body are yearning to learn what a lie fetches you, There's that 1 cell that will force you to not believe in the false. I urge you to discover it and listen to the voice of that 1 cell that speaks on the behalf of your intellect, The one cell that shields your wisdom from being corrupted, the one cell of intuition which speaks volume.

This might approach you as a piece of information that threatens the hope in you but trust me, that untouched faith needs to be threatened. Hold onto it until you finishes. It needs you. The hardest truth to swallow is that you can do all the right things that are there to do and still end up wrong. The universe has its own puzzling ways of doing things. It’s cold and unjust outside. You can go out of your way to help a stranger, why? Just because it feels humane and universe will send you someone who will rip you to shreds, why? Just because they like the sensation of it. You can go around healing every wound you come across, leaving your light in every soul you come in contact with and you will be sent a person who will extract the sparkle out of you. You can pour endless righteousness into them because you never run short of it and after pouring when you’ll look at them they will look you in the face and tell you pretty lies. You can mend as much as you feel like and t...

You want to speak your heart out but the nonexistence of their intentions to comprehend the theories of your heart makes you withhold every sentence dripping with sensations; sentiments that were craving the presence of a listening ear. You repress every expression, every phrase that needs to be told aloud, you do it every time because the person who's unable to lend a listening ear is the one who matters, you do it because you know your clauses can wait. Here's to you, it's not your requirement, it's about those words. They demand to be heard, right there regardless of the larger than life status that person holds for you. You suppressing the mighty expressions those have the potential of turning a life around for a person who is potentially capable of flipping his back, is a sad thing.

They crave for that sense of security. They want minimal struggle for their children. They want to save us, shield us, cover us. They want zero fingers pointing at us. They want to take pride in us, they want to raise their suppressed voice, look at the world right in the eye and claim 'Ye mera beta hai' Good grades, government jobs are just destructive demands to ensure something priceless. Their love is of the best breed there exists, but things like love and parenting are not supposed to be practiced like that.