Visit my local voltage

Forget the girl who dreamt high or forget the girl who thought that there is everything for everyone. I am talking about one unknown character in my head whose story is similar to many other stories but there is particularly a missing hinge where she defines her multiple presence. I wish I had same powers like hers. She can switch on and off herself any given time. Her cruel mother lends her not so good times and yet she manages to catch fire, initiate club timings and also attends local meetings. Her head is not just a meaningless fellow it has got a shot. A thing where she makes her presence completely visible to herself.

She tries to manifest the greater secrets of life and sends invisible owls to places. Her dignity around is sophisticated and she turns no stone up to suitable 💎 .

She must know something that helps her deal with things unpleasant in taste and feeling. She roars and flies and settles for none.


Kiss by the window

You know a thorough happiness running through my veins

A skeptic happy 🌊 wave of solitaire and diamonds 💎 of different colours passing by

It’s definitely a true grace and strength of my peaceful self

I feel the overwhelming protection a true love ❤️ by my window

Where we first met by chance and a kiss happened

The glasses 👓 changed their appearance and there a lot had changed but when I come back home 🏡 you are always there


Happy story

The soothing night outside and waves clashing the shore. I am exactly on time for a week day view. The moon glowing outside and couples transmitting the love vibes and there are sticks hitting cemented cores of sea lashes.

I wonder how it feels to be someone. Like is it everlasting or do they know about the truth between them. I have seen people lie and fake to stay together.

That little adjustment is quite beyond the story of my books.

Well I read quite a lot, like people socialise I surround myself with those pages and characters. I think 💭 people call it madness but to be trusted ❤️ I don’t actually think about anything much now a days.

I am actually breathing 🐝 my life and it’s pretty 😎 cool to stay aware.

I have quite given up on impressing people or accepting living standards to attract few group of humanly bodies. It’s better from here.

The moon 🌙 never brighter, trees never 🌲 so fascinating, sometimes escaping from everything is a good 😊 experience.

The Guy-1

So this guy was working at a private firm, very good company as they maintained to say but trust him he was already in a trap. For the people who saw him it was a huge success and a reward for his mother’s prayer while he was facing an interview. To have a campus selection is a huge marking if you can bid to gather a good company. Exclude the mass recruitment, only few were selected in it. The fantastic 5 were all set for their first day and this guy has this very stupid feeling in his heart already. He was disturbed because I couldn’t think between his thoughts and what the machine was trying to say. There was a huge war in his head, he couldn’t sleep for days. Suddenly he was afraid of losing something. All these years, his 23 years of life he was very carefree, had enough bank balance to support his desires. Everything was so perfect unless a day when he thought that earning money was not an easy ass thing. He tried to manipulate his ideas and convey it to the table of meeting room. Many agreed but none showed any interest. It works like that. This whole drama of pathetic situation around this professionalism and corporate where fresh looking faces are already dying inside. These already dying people pull fresh looking interns and fresher to die with them. No one wants them to suffer less.

The process starts with a recruiting form and it grows with a typical introduction. When the recruiter asked him to introduce him in 5 seconds he was trying to collect which one should he speak first, his first catch at the field or his first love. He kept quiet for a few moments.

He was selected. No one knows how. Everyone appreciated but he knew deep inside his heart that he did not deserve this yet he took the job, went on first day. Tried wrong lift, went wrong floor and reached the office 15 minutes late.



To be continued…..


My friend’s father is acting terribly since few days. I was invited to her house for a warming party but trust me I have went there before. I personally do not like the way his dad thinks. He is very disappointed in something and it reflects very strongly when he comes near me. His whole thought process is very un-clever. He keeps mumbling like this whole world is a shitty place and people are cruel. I don’t wonder if he keeps meeting the same kind of thing. I am taken aback when one day he deliberately tells me that this whole world is behind him.

He has got a lovely family; my friend herself is very calm and composed. I love spending time with her but I am sure that every time she thinks of going back home her foot are taken aback. I can feel the dignity she is holding to keep her family safe. Her father is a nice guy I cannot deny it but he is naturally killing his ways and opportunities with this foul behaviour. If you go near him his mouth smells and it’s a sign that he has terrible feelings inside of him.

I suggested her few things to try with but since she has her own life it is causing her distress. I just want to make her life fulfilling again. Sometimes our natural belief do not help us in long run, her father was under some kind of bad influences and his group of friends from childhood including some of the closest relatives comes out to be really negative. So it was very natural for him to be like that.

I am sure it is very hard for him too. She tried telling him, yelling at him and doing everything to make him believe that our words and self-talk creates a huge difference in our lives. He would not take that in.

He is kind of enjoying his own behaviour, he thinks that to be good he the whole world will have to be bad; he is not trying enough to forgive.

It’s time that we choose between people; it’s hard for her to abandon him for obvious reasons.

To help her with this, I including few of my other friends who are involved in healing tried a bit of fun. We are trying to rewire him but since we are not very of the closest to his soul it is difficult.

Yet our prayers may help!

I heard someone’s love ❤️

While we are always destined but I found him on some unreal plane. I was traveling and those days flights were real fun, those were my first flight I guess at international and someone greeted my brother.

Oh yeah! That little boy with whom I shared a glass of milk when I was just a toddler.

‘Hi’ he for added the hands in between the conversation. We couldn’t recognise him but his parents.

I couldn’t forward my hands to him, I was too occupied in my protective environment to initiate a talk anyway.

We knew each other but 12 years is a long time and a lot must have changed. I remember how his mum would narrate us the story of the cow who gave us that milk. I was always the one who never said no to the good but talked very less or mostly jerked my head for the clarification.

So is it it? My heart gave a beat while shaking hands with him. My both hands went to touch his handshake. Strange because as soon as I forwarded my both hands he did it too and suddenly the voices in the background stopped and we heard ourselves laugh and listen to stories his mum always said, I heard him call my nick name very unfamiliar because I haven’t heard that one before but I knew that name very much close to my heart. Flashes of the moments we grew up with came and we smiled, we both stood there going into past and coming back again and revisiting them and suddenly someone said ‘let’s go we are getting late’.

I wonder so because I just met my life and my life just got started I think we were late but now universe knows how to take forward this love story.

Years passed and that same feeing between us remained. I found my best friend back and lucky to find my would-be in him. It’s weird but one of the best things that happened to me while I was born. It’s very strange that how powerful this love is and how often things fall into places and everything makes sense all of a sudden.

I wake up with this great feeling of having him forever , and chick talks doesn’t sound that creepy to me now, all I want is to listen to him and to stick with him even if that irritates him, or just stay around and stare him. It’s like the whole background noises are still fading away and all I could her is how we laugh when we are together. I don’t have words to explain why we laugh. I don’t know. I may never know!

Baba’s Divine Feet

Often than needed we are surrounded by questions of our own existence. It occurs to us that sometimes the supreme soul behaves in various ways. The same source energy comes in different forms. Sometimes that’s in our best friend or may be in any stranger being Angel to us. Sometimes it appears as someone we would not like to meet again but in everything that appears to us it is right that it’s our own part and parcel. We are all same appearing in different forms. A small dust from the stardust or a small fragment of this whole universe. We all are important to complete this circle. Good or bad or needed or unwanted. Thing is even if everything is unreal but there is something about our reality that doesn’t makes it un accountable.

Perspective changes everything.

All that we do goes somewhere, to me it goes to Baba’s feet. Our belief Thales us everywhere and if strong enough it can move unmovable things, create new destinies and heal the pain.

Our soul survive on a foot note , a feeling of everything that we do. Ultimately what we feel most of the times are the only result and cause for what we have always done. To do it onto others is like experimenting it before applying the same to ourselves.

We must not forget that EVERYTHING AROUND THE CORNER IS GIVEN TO US BY SOMEONE, let us be humble.

Gungunati un palko ne kabhi agar kuch pane ki chah ki ho to use toko mat Hasne ki agar had tyar ho chuki hai to bandishe apna rasta khud bana lengi unko roko mat Hoshiyari to sabki kaam ati hai jara dil ko bhi apana Rasta Banane do Jara najdikiyo se Gujar kar us dil ka guman karne doHauslo se ladne ki takat rakho aur sapno ko udan karne doWaqt ye na Tera na mera ye to khuda hai Rasta haiJara is bhi jindagi ki udaan bharne doAbhi abhi to sahi abhi na rakhe kadam is waqt ka Faisla bas yun na karde hum Jahan tumne kabhi koshisho ko pankh diye the Bas itna hi sath ho khubsurti ka Jeevan me Jahan un haste huye Titlio ke par uge the…

What to do with life?

We often come across this question and the answer varies with respect to the situation that we are focusing on . We ask ourselves these questions in the circumstances when we feel we are not feeding enough to ourselves either materialistic or spiritualistic. Our answers and visions changes with times and we might get multiple gestures and identify that our lives are dependent on how we look through it. Major part of our life is how we feel. As long as we feel good about it, it’s a good life.

The question when asked ‘🙄🤷🏼‍♀️🤣 what to do with life’ could be answered in the similar way as it is asked.

Like I have this question in my mind everyday after I come back from the office, have I not done enough? I went to my work, did coding, implemented changes, I am contributing. Is it not enough?

I visit temples and teach small kids who don’t understand how to read or write, am I not doing enough?

The answer is everything that we do when combined with the energy of life and heart contributes a little to or existence. That’s our part of business, every little things that we do decides our future. Every song le intention that we release comes back to us hundred folds. That’s our reward for having a life.

If you ask me about what to do with life I would say stop thinking much about it, stop ✋ doing serious things, let it be, let it be stupid and casual and let life show you it’s own value. We all have our kind of timing till then let it be the way it is and continue doing your small act of kindness towards the world and towards yourself.

Love love ❤️

Your stories are God ridden

In an exercise to find deeper meaning with meditation we are asked to greet our guide angels. The phase goes like this once we know that we are in contact with out guide angels we must ask them their names. I have three guide angels and their names are quite different to pronounce, I call them HerBecSee initials of their names. Two of them are female energy while one is a supreme energy. Supreme energy normally do not have distinguished energy palate they just appear with warm feelings.

In the next phase we are asked to keep the contact for as long as we could few people keep that for hours, it’s like we will have to be in that state of contact and stay in our normal life style. When these exercises are performed one do not leave normal life styles. I am working and I can not take leaves for so many days so these Modern approaches are built and designed that way. It was initially difficult but since I have done this before it came to me automatically and I was able to keep myself in that state.

After few more phases which are normally not shared to keep the knowledge within the group we are asked to question them, it could be anything from past to future or normal ones.

I normally talk everything to baba but since I had to ask them something I asked them why everything happens to us like they do.

They answered:

It’s all God ridden, you don’t decide you just choose and he drives your story. You are not responsible for the actions but if you choose to bear it you must also bear its fruit which may or may not be pleasing because you are not dealing with its original behaviour but the logical existence. It explains itself like when you are dealing with any person in any love affair you are dealing with your own concept about them not who they really are unless you decide not to bear its fruit. It’s called surrendering. If you surrender you are able to see through the logical existence of the substance and subsequently see the real nature of any human being it’s called as being in consciousness.