Lovers Are Strangers

I’ve no idea why I’m writing this post. NO I’m not suffering from any heartbreak… It’s just that I miss my school sweetheart. He was my first friend when I got transferred to a new school. My class teacher asked him to sit next to me and from that day on wards he never left my side for the past six years. He was more than I could have ever asked for. He was smart, intelligent, cute, funny and handsome. He accepted me  the way I am. He knew all my dark and bright sides. He handled me with love, care and affection. He would stammer whenever he was asked to call out my name. He was there for me during my highs and lows. Oh! I really miss our visits to the galleries and malls.  He was a bit of old school so we were always accompanied by some friends or so. We used to cram history dates together and compete who can out shine whom on the dates data base. He would help me with maths problems and in return I would help him with chemistry reaction conversions. He never left my side I mean, he even accompanied me in the late comers crowd. He gave me strength and inspired me to study.

It would appear to you people like we were really close. Yes, I can say that we were close but our closeness was parted by the distance which sprung between us. We both moved to different cities for further studies. The innocence and sweetness of our relationship was killed by the distance. Although this all happened three-year back but I still can’t forget and forgive him. I can’t forgive him for leaving such a big void in my heart which no one will ever be able to fill it. I hate him for knowing me so well and then leaving me on such a short notice. I hate him for agreeing with my stupid decision of parting ways. I hate him because I’m not able to picture his face all I can recall his voice calling out my name and asking me to stop crying.

The memories of the time which I’ve spent with him is all fading away but the void still remains the same. It’s funny how can a close one becomes a complete stranger in no time.


You get what you give

Reincarnation: do you believe in it?

Reincarnation is the religious or philosophical concept that the soul or spirit, after biological death, begins a new life in a new body that may be human, animal or spiritual depending on the moral quality of the previous life’s actions.

As you guys can see it’s connected with karma.

Karma is  “action” or “deed”, understood as that which causes the entire cycle of cause and effect. 

I believe in karma but I totally don’t believe in reincarnation.

Seeing is believing.

No one has seen an afterlife then how can we say that reincarnation exists. I believe on what I see and feel not on what I hear. This kind of stuff looks cool in movies and television series but reality is very different from it. My faith on this subject is a bit distorted; I’m spiritual that’s why I will not completely deny the sense of reincarnation. People often say that the soul never dies but I feel the soul dies with the body it’s their memories and deeds, which keeps that person alive in our hearts. Have you ever heard or seen people like Mahatma Gandhi, Buddha, Mother Teresa and Karl Marx taking birth again?

Their karma; their selfless service to the world keeps them alive in our hearts, mind and body. They are present in our values, belief and life.  The law of physics, “Every action has it’s equal and opposite reaction” works here too.

When someone walks on path shown by them, people say that he’s the reincarnated soul of them but according to me; he has kept them alive in his heart and completing their task which was left unfinished.

Many people come and go and in the same way their souls too. What leads to their reincarnation in our hearts, life and this world? The answer is simple it’s their karma.