LiLttlE JeM WriTeS

   From wiping my tears when Amma leaves for office, to saying "best wishes and be brave papa" half heartely when I left my hometown for the first time for office; From narrating all the fantasy stories of kings, thief's, merchants, farmers you came across in your life grid, to hearing all my stupid stories so patiently with that awe in your eyes like a kid; From feeding me food in the moon light on the terrace, to giving company in moon gazing and listening all my ups and downs of the day with the single cup of chai in the haze; From teaching me how to write alphabets, to being the only listener of all my poems in the drafts; From breaking the groundnut chocolate for me with your strong teeth, to sharing your grained rice soup With the artificial tooth set; From buying all my favourite chocolates and cookies from shops, to saving all the chocolates for me that guests bought in your medicine box; From plaiting my hair with the crisp black ribbons, to myself making your sa...

  My dreams are delight to my soul So I could chase them even when I go old; They can call me crazy Because my dreams are not so easy; I gonna overcome the storm That would gonna make me strong; Though I have committed wrongs That won't take of the harmony in my songs; I cannot be broken Because God made me unshaken; Nothing can cut me down Because I am running behind the dawn; They can slay me with their words But I can rise up like a bird; When they start to crumble I won't let my soul to get tremble; When I go through simulations and humiliation I'll turn my sorrows into jubilation; I made my smile as the shield So that my scars could be healed; My desires are the apple of my eye Waiting for the moment when I could fly across the sky; I had wrote them in my heart With hope as my sword; I could steal the starts from the night lights To shine and burn on spotlight's; I won't settle on my field Until my dream world is filled; I'll go happily to bed Because I gon...

   //A Random rainy day// The first stranger you made friends with in a new city, The first flower from the rose plant you nurtured, The first sip of coffee with your best friend, The first dish you prepared in your life , The first rain drop that fell on your eye lash on a sunny day, The first day of college, The first gift that you gave Amma from your salary, The first bus ticket saved in the locker, The first bike ride, The first coin that your saved on your piggy bank, The first toy that appa bought for you in your childhood, The first PT period of the academic year, The first page of your Diary, The first wish your received on your birthday, The first day you left your home town, The first day of summer vacation The first Woollen sweater that granny made for you, The first award, The first movie that you watched with friends, The first day you travelled alone, The first person in your slam book, The first pen you used in the third grade A random rainy day just flashed all...

  //I grow with you everyday// When the warmth of the night sky was only the reason for me to stay alive, You came as a dusky, dark and stardust seed craved to thrive; I replanted myself besides planting you, So that you and me will start to germinate new; I was worried that we were buried, In the genesis of battle; As I slowly build foundation strong with love and patience, and started visionizing two rays of hope in you that was time and persistence; I guarded you with the fence, as like I guard my heart from negative sense; You taught me what comes later is the fruit of the foundation and fencing, And now you have grown bigger than something meaningful that made me dancing; You gifted me your first flower, Finally I saw my ownself into yours; Am grateful for you all-day , for growing with you everyday! . . . ©little_jem❤️

Is a single bar of chocolate is enough to regain you? Are you the one who believes that listening songs will repair your messed up cells? Did you believe that a single cup of coffee or a comic series will sort out the distortion in you? Does a trip or a movie day help you to completely erase all the bitterness and reasonless anger you have towards your life? Definitely not! These things will help just to pass the phase of the tragedy that catches your throat and not bring out the solution for the anxiety that your cells die with. Here is the tiny magic to be held in the midst of the heart to analyze really what's going inside you. Yes, the " TORCH ". The torch symbolizes the set of interrogations that you have for yourself to redefine you or to remind you "What makes your cells burn now?, Is this necessary?, Who you are?, What is the purpose of your life?, What you actually want or need in life?, What puts you down now? ,  For whom do you run? , Are you on the right ...

Ever had a dream that makes you feel edgy or tetchy? The only dream that put us in trauma is "dreaming about death". Did you believe that death could be someone's dream? A beautiful saying by Walt Whitman "Nothing can happen more beautiful than death".Every comrade-in-arms of our nation feels glorious to die for their motherland in the frontline and they appraise that would be the most dazzling dream that they ever dreamt of. They dream not just for themselves but for their motherland and the myriad of the land. The Love of our freedom fighters towards our nation and the people of the nation makes it possible to make India as an Independent Country. The selfsame Love and patriotism of every Indian soldier in the frontline apropos their motherland model our border guarded. There is none other magic than " Love " to make our nation a better place to Live in. Its the responsibility of all the citizens of India to Love their motherland for all the goodness...

Have you ever felt that your efforts and hard work go unnoticed? Do you have the confusion of why your growth stocked in the same phase? Have you ever felt like you are sucked by somebody? Are you the one who pauses a second and feel like oh that's me when you came across the phrase "The Life sucks"? Are you the one who tired of being everything to everyone? At some point do you feel like your actions went meaningless? These sets of interrogations will rise up when you let somebody suck you and not your own self or when you fail to say no to the things which really deserves no in your life. Here is the tiny magic to be filled within the fragile 175 pounds of weight which reminds you every second that you are a celebration to the mother earth. Yes, the ..... SELF LOVE ! Have you ever adored yourself? When is the last time you have made thumbs up to yourself? When is the last time you took the time to appreciate your run to come this far? Have you ever celebrated yourself?...

Have you ever felt like having a lump in your throat and used your smile as a shield for hiding it? Are you still weeping for the things that left you? At some point, have you ever felt that your life seems to be meaningless or boring or an empty cup? Have you ever felt that there is no one to love you in this world? Are you frustrated with the unexpected results? When millions and millions of unanswered questions encircling within you start to fight with your brain and heart and create a cold war with powerful thoughts as the sword. This battle will end up in a volcanic eruption by decimating some portions of your heart with the void and left you with lava from your eyes. This eruption will be overflown when you try to fill the void with creations and not with the creator or rushing for things that need its own pace to grow. Have you ever picturised and felt gratitude in your heart for the creator for creating you as a fearfully wonderfully made masterpiece? Remember this void is the ...

If you are the one who experiences the expression of love, solitude, inspiration, heartbreak and reality by just listening to a song or the one who relates to a real or the imaginary character which you have seen in the movies or in your day to day life?  Are you a quixotic or practical dreamer who cannot make yourself to sleep with million shades of dreams that make you awake all the time? Are you a dreamer who quit to quench the thirst of your dreams because of the failures you faced?  Did some situations force you to stop chasing? Did the repetitive criticisms stop you from running towards your dreams? Here is the a tiny magic embedded with the words and chords to revert you back to quench your thirst and to trigger your spirit to chase your dreams! Yes , the dream song ! The thing is simple as that but has the highest potential to trigger you up.Connect your dream to a song and whatever the dream can be .Though you may forget to chase your dreams but, the song you connecte...