Its a mind game

My ever disputed mind always takes me to places I never been.....

If you can practice art of living in a prison then I think you can do anything.
Viktor E. Frankl's words from his incredibly wonderful book- Man's search for meaning
"A man's suffering is similar to the behavior of a gas. If a certain quantity of gas is pumped into an empty chamber, it will fill the chamber completely and evenly, no matter how big the chamber is.
Thus suffering completely fills the human soul and conscious mind, no matter whether the suffering is great or little. Therefore the "size" of human suffering is absolutely relative."

I don't know whether its the overdose of pharmacokinetics or its just that his words are thought provoking. But somehow I just found out a similarity between human suffering and apparent volume of distribution of a drug.
"Apparent volume of distribution is the total space which should apparently be available on the body to contain the known amount  of the drug"
Somehow both the terms are interlinked. 

Everything depends on your mind and how you relate to things! I remember the stories and the thoughts provoked pertaining to an incidence!

I make my own stories.... Its time you make yours as well.

A

Yours
Hazards of being a Pharmacologist

Ankahee baatein

Iittala to use kiya jata hai
Jiski koi khabar ho

Guzarish to unse ki jati hai
Jiski sulajhne ki koi gunzaish ho

Kya karein agar yeh dil-e-nadan
Rootha hai humse

Kya karein yeh aapka khayal hi to hai
Jo kambakkht saath nahi chodta 

Kya karein yeh aap hi to hai
Jo hamein tanha nahi chodte

Kabhi lagta hai mano tum yahin ho
Kabhi lagta hai mano tum nahi ho

Kabhi apni soch pe tha guroor  mujhko
Kabhi apni chaahat pe tha yakeen mujhko

Woh sapne kuch anmol se the
Woh lamhe kuch najook se the
Woh mod kuch ajeeb se the

Kuch baatein aaj bhi khalaqti hai mujhe
Kuch yaddein aji bhi chubhti hai mujhe

Aabhas to aaj bhi hota hai tumhara
Zindegi to aaj bhi haseen hai meri
Pal to aaj bhi sunhare hai mere

Bas kahin jaise kisi kone mein
Ek pal sa kho gaya hai
Ek moti sa bikhar gaya hai
Ek andhere sa bujh  gaya hai
Ek phool sa murjha gaya hai


Tumhari

Hum un aatishon  se hain, jo mit te nahi
Hum un angaro se hain,  jo bujhte hain
Hum us aag ki tarah hain,
Jo sulagta bhi hai aur jalata bhi hai

Cling on

I have always loved stories
I have always loved stories that narrates through series
I love it when it lingers in my thoughts
Probably the reason I cling on to things
Apparently I can't let go of things 

Clinging on to something
Throwing away something
Looking for sweet nothings

Is what humans do!
Ain't no other reason!

Your's
Jiski khabar tumko bhi hai
Jiski Khabar mujhko bhi hai
Yeh jaane kaisa raaz hai


  

Everything's SHINY

Endurance- the ability to endure an unpleasant or difficult process or situation without giving away
Blitz- an intensive or sudden military attack

These are the exact words that came into my mind today while posting a simple photograph.
I don't know what captivates me or for that matter whether I am the captive??

I have hated you. I have loved you.
I have endured you. I have resisted you.

Why is that it is so difficult to reconcile with "you"?
"You" have been a constant companion of my subconscious.
Why haven't my quest ended?
Or is it that it NEVER actually ends!

Most of the time I feel its "YOU" who can end an act. Not somebody. Not religion. Not god. Not love. Not hatred. Not revenge. Not anger. 

How difficult is it to forgive?
I always feel, in fact I have always felt that it is very tricky to forgive your own soul than awarding forgiveness to others. 
I don't how it works though. It definitely smirks at me. 

Yours
Between the blazing sun
Between the fierce fire

Without the shining moon
Without the stinging ice

Everything's SHINY( If you know what I mean, Mal!)

Vows are forever!

How often do you take a vow?

How often do you keep it?

How often do you linger with it?

Every time I take a vow

It rests my ever disputed mind

It quenches my heart's thirst

It drenches my soul

But the very next month

Something stirs inside

Shaking my soul 

Awakening all the senses

Then there is that! You never leave me!

Will you not leave?

Why won't you leave me alone?

Is it what they say, it stays forever?

or I am just plain mad !

Yours

Cause your presence still lingers here

It won't leave me alone