Playing with the wind
aloof and lost in herself.
Led by the drift,
now She is around you.
Smiling n twirling,
You know She brought you the warmth.
I could never understand how to resolve an argument. I have realized this that different people have different ways of resolving arguments. Whose way should you go when both the parties have opposite ways of solving those?
Some of my friends prefer talking about it immediately and resolve the issue. I am that way too. Hence, solving arguments with such people is the easiest. You put fwd
Some of them would just sulk , get angry at you and keep a grudge. They are the hardest ppl to solve
Then there is another sect of ppl. They will prefer not talking about the issue at all. They will just ignore the issue, they will ignore you. And this is their solution for the thing! Just run away from confronting the thing, the person. Then after taking their time, they will be fine with you. If u meet and talk to them after tht much ‘time’, they will be like normal with u. These ppl puzzle me….
So whn I have arguments with type#2 or type#3 ppl, I have no clue how I should react. Should I be going my way to resolve the issue or the other person’s? There r arguments when sometimes I go down a guilt trip and so I hv to confront the person and say sorry. At times it works, but sometimes it worsens the situation and thn you have to take another guilt trip. And why should I go the other persons way always….
Weird situations which I seriously hate. Thankfully I don’t have see thm tht often!
I sit in my deep maroon colored car
The one I have totally fallen for
The engine comes to life
The steering start turning
Somebody once told me to drive slowly
Slowly so that you enjoy the ride more.
I remind myself of the words again
And I take my foot off.
It’s a rough and dry road
But I like the way it hits me.
As always, the start is bouncy
But yea, that’s the pleasure of the ride!
My velvety maroon car
Its still cruising on the rough road
I keep going, whistling
The road seems to going on and on
Suddenly I realize,
My car has taken me to the clouds
the clouds are wine colored just as my car
I seem to let go of everything
And drown in them.
Euphoric, I wanna swim in those rich clouds
I know the buzz of the ride is getting in my head
Before I realize, the rides over
The clouds are gone
But I won’t worry,
Coz I know I would put in the keys again!
I saw the little girl sitting on the sidewalk
Tired and cheeks stained
I knew the reason
“are you tired my little girl?
“yes, I am ….I did not want to be here.
This is not what I thought it would be.”
“I brought you where u always wanted to be”
“now I want to go back…back again
Back to the innocent world.
It was warm and rosy
But I was curious
Was curious about this.
I was excited when you brought me here
But this is not what I was expecting it would be
Its too cruel.
How come those dreams are still dreams?
Or was it just a mirage?”
“ Oh! Mirage u say , my girl?
It is a mirage, but we had fun running behind it, dint we?
See those people are still running…”
“But I am tired, tired of this running
But I know I can’t ever go back
Can not go back to that sunshine
Can not go back to the warm womb”
I sit there on the sidewalk beside her,
My shoulders down
Deep inside, I know I am tired too
“I can take you back, may be”
But I know I am not complete without her.
She knows that too…
She ponderes and smiles
She kisses me on my cheek and says
“I wont leave you alone..
I wont go back and make you run thru the desert by urself
I know you cant make the mirage a reality sans me
Who is gonna bring smiles on
And stars in your eyes?”
I look at her
I know I am not complete without her.
She knows that too…
And there we go, with our eyes at the mirage!