The Hidden Treasure of Happiness

Its been a long time i have been missing from the blog world,what could be better then resuming with a poem  on an emotion which is the most aspired one in the world- 'happiness'.Often when we ask people what they want in life, most of them including me would answer 'happiness' or things which ultimately would make us happy. But as we move ahead in life we realize that ultimately what we are trying to get we could never achieve!! Does that mean  we can never be happy ? 

Rather, lets try to understand this way- Is the approach what we have towards happiness a right one? Have we really understood happiness ? Many questions crowded my mind when i really thought of happiness, this short poem is finally the outcome !!  

In short, keep exploring the hidden treasure of happiness and stop not till you actually get it.The best thing is you have to search your treasure yourself, no one can search it for you.

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The door to happiness

is always ajar;

It is right there

never aloof or far;

All you need

Is to unleash the layers;

Search the hidden,

Find the forbidden;

Reach the center.

The center without limits,

Where love abundant

Always emanates;

The centre which is

Genuinely ‘you’;

You are happiness!!!

I realize...

They say knowledge and knowing may be two different words appearing the same but are not so. After a long contemplation, I understood what it really means.

Having knowledge about something and really knowing something are two different things.

Knowledge is inherent and knowing is more of a state.

U know something when you go through a situation, learn from it and it becomes an experience. That’s when you say “oh, I know it”. 

Till then it’s more superficial if it’s just knowledge without knowing.  

Knowledge after knowing is a strongest instrument to mold us into perfections.

That’s when we realize the depth of life.

This poem is my realisation of the truth after a long time in my life. Truth is harsh till we know it. After that it doesn’t matter, does it?

I fear not shame,

Nor crave for fame.

For all this is the same,

In the end of the game.

All these days,

I was lost in the glories,

And miseries of the world.

My chest heaved with the mention of praise;

Flying high on the clouds of gain,

Only to shower back on the earth with the rain.

These raindrops were my tears,

Tears rolled out of lasting name;

My eyes were lowered,

In the name of shame.

Shame which was not due to guilt or mistake,

It was a sheer way of insult,

And a massive pain.

Today I sit with a deep insight,

Thinking of my horrible plight;

 I realise it was all fake,

And all alike

I lived only for,

the yes and no’s ,

Good and bad,

Right and wrong.

All this while,

the little she in me

was growing by

only to overpower the ‘ I’.

The I

That feared for shame and craved for fame.

Is now in tame,

And no longer the same.

I fear not shame,

Nor crave for fame.

For all this is the same,

In the end of the game. 

- sahana pai

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To Appa - with love

I happened to come across a hoarding the other day which said-  "The most influential people in your life, stay the shortest in your life" - and the moment just froze for few seconds, how true !!!! these are angels who slowly enter your life and by the time you have realized, they would have commanded your hearts respectfully.

One such lovely being, came into my life and remoulded my entire existence into what i am supposed to be now.He came, conquered and swept away all my shortcomings leaving the sweetest moments ever...which i live with today...this poem is the most simple expression of all that he was to me, cant express in one single poem...

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One such night

When the moon was bright

I missed you

To the core of my heart.

You always said,

“I am not the reason

For us to be apart

But when u do miss me

Look at the sky

The glowing moon

Will always gaze

Over you like me”.

I always wondered

Would the moon share

the same warmth

you gave me?

Wipe all my fears and tears

With a mere gaze ?

Guide me when I falter ?

Reveal me the mysteries

Of the world ?

Could it make me

Sit on its lap

Just like the

Way you used to ?

Share all

My pains and sufferings

while making us smile?

Nothing and no one

Can replace you

Other then you and

The only YOU.

----sahana

The Wait..

Often we wait for something or the other in life, some we successfully surpass and some just unending... some waits are peaceful and some painful..But the process of waiting itself teaches us a lot of patience..so here are my words for such a wait which was both peaceful and painful.

I waited for u long,

With a breath taking silent song,               

But couldn’t see u far far away,

In a long lonely way.

The faith what I had,

Seems like fading eon’s away..

No hope to live without thee,

In this ruthless world to see

Lonely on this road,

I still hold my breath.

Waiting for the dawn

Of my life now.

Hope to see you

One last time on the pyre

Watching my frail, worn away

frame turn to ash forever.

Journey of a flower

So here's to start with, a poem which is an attempt to describe a girl's life with the help of a flower.I don't know how this sounds, but i just saw a beautiful example portrayed in the nature and thought it needs to be penned down.

 Journey of a flower 

A sweet little bud,

knows not to bloom,

comes in this world,

with quite a boom.

The world which appears free,

was not so as it appears to be;

many bees caught it's eyes,

which seemed to be nice.

With lots of difficulty,

it bloomed out in a frenzy;

seeing this blooming beauty,

the bees couldn't leave their duty.

With an attractive gait,

it sucked the honey;

the most beautiful scene,

seen forever in this whole journey.

The flower was happy and fresh,

as she was blessed;

her work for this journey got over;

with a new look,

she came again ! and again !

- Sahana pai

About Emoticons...

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Emoticons is all about the day to day emotions we go through and express. Be it love, hatred, jealousy, anger, smile, laughter, tears, anxiety, guilt etc.If u see life is actually nothing but a cycle of all these expressions, without expressions there is no life. Such a person is called dead.
So emoticons is my small effort to bring forth all my expressions, in short, my life in a nut shell.
This i will put forth in the form of poems or articles or any such medium which expresses emotions in a certain phase of my life.
I thank all those beautiful angels who have met me at some point of my life, without whom all these emotions would have never existed.