Queen of Hearts

High she sits
Upon her throne
The queen of hearts
So much alone.
Without her King
To rule together
Voiceless tears
Cascade forever.

The Jack of spades
Will make his play
And slowly, surely
Fade away.

Once so very long ago
A second Queen
The first did know.
Her diamond-dusted
Preciousness
Was washed away
No more the bliss.

The foolish King
Of clubs did rule
Along her side
But was a fool.
A Joker quickly
was revealed
His shaky throne
He had to yield.

So still she sits
And waits for he
Wouldst rule beside her
--Faithfully.

The King of Hearts
Has lost his way
The queen awaits
--kingdom decays.

Two hearts were shuffled
Two lives undone
And still she waits
For King to come.

REVOLUTION . (Permanent pause)

The dictionary defines this term as

revolution - a drastic and far-reaching change in ways of thinking and behaving; "the industrial revolution was also a cultural revolution"

Ever perceived deep in this ideology !! I guess not, because we the people are so governed and control by the pre- set methodology that even such a strong theory is nothing but mere lingo or word to us.

When we call for change of action; that leaves us doing nothing but changing the path 'A' to path 'B'.

At this juncture, I question my self does mere change of path or course change my destiny or motive or goal. Then should such a change be termed as growth or creative ideation.

I believe what needs to be changed is our mind which is set inside a box of ideas .... and as expected a BOX is always a piece of rectangle or square.... and yet yes we think out of the cubicle!!!

They say genius is what genius does !!! BUT GENIUS NEVER SAID FOLLOW ME !!! Genius is the difference one creates out of the ordinary and not merely improving the path of ordinary... What needs to be changed is belief and expectations out of expertise .... Change the level to reach new destinies and Life becomes a creative revolution!!!

Lets sort life !

The risky climb

In the middle of a storm, a pilgrim reaches an inn and the owner asks where he is going.

“I’m going to the mountains,” he answers.

“Forget it,” says the innkeeper, “it’s a risky climb, and the weather is awful.”

“But I’m going up,” answers the pilgrim, “if my heart gets there first, it will be easy to follow it with my body.”

What’s the price?

“Is the price of living a dream much higher than the price of living without daring to dream?” asked the disciple.

The master took him to a clothes store. There, he asked him to try on a suit in exactly his size. The disciple obeyed, and was very amazed at the quality of the clothes.

Then the master asked him to try on the same suit – but this time a size much bigger than his own. The disciple did as he was asked.

“This one is no use. It’s too big.”

“How much are these suits?” the master asked the shop attendant.

“They both cost the same price. It’s just the size that is different.”

When leaving the store, the master told his disciple, “Living your dream or giving it up also costs the same price, which is usually very high. But the first lets us share the miracle of life, and the second is of no use to us.”