Just a thought...

Happiness is indeed a choice! People will walk into your lives and people will walk out of it, either on their own or simply by fate. That should not stop you from being happy.You  can't simply base your life's happiness on this. Time changes and life changes and you might have to give up your most beloved possessions. Sometimes even if you will your life to stop, it won't. So happiness should be found from everything, the smallest of things. A kid smiling or an autumn leaf flying in the air or a simple gaze at an empty lane or a moment that made you tear in laughter or a time spent talking to your friend or a casual evening at your home laughing with you parents. Just about anything 'coz someday we might simply open our eyes and see that poofff!! all is gone and new things are in its stead. Not to be disheartened but that's the truth or so I have recently found. And most importantly strive to achieve and when you do, do it for yourself. In a plain straight and even way when you work hard towards something and eventually achieve it, there can be no better feeling to equate it with anything else. And sometimes it is good to do things for yourself. Not in a selfish way but simply to keep yourself happy!

And there comes those times you just have to endure..

...it was dark and the night was heavy.
 From the balcony of the second floor he looked down
and i looked up and felt those eyes, urging me to come back.
 I turned my back to him and walked out,
gulping back the tears that had formed in my eyes.
I didnt allow them to spill
and all i could say to myself was- "This is life,
has always been this way and shall always be".
One might think that they do not know but they know.
It was like a cold stone, no, a lot of cold stones dropping on my heart
and my heart went cold.

Caged

 From the window of the caged cell the forlorn eyes look up.

Through the bar it sees the wings that soar

the expanse of the blue skies.

The flutter of wind it can feel in its bones

though the feet are firmly planted on the grounds.

Through the shrouds of grey it sees high hopes

of days of smiles and laughter abound.

A fear of uncertainty clouds its vision

as the grim reality strikes.

Green are fields beyond the walls

which had once touched the feet,

yet now within these dark cold walls

barren have turned the earth beneath.