REBIRTH

What lies beneath, none can fathom

Deep within this heart rests my gold

Made up of a few memories moist

And a few secrets untold

A treasure of bitter and sweet tales,

And a few candid details

That I always wished to recite

Though could never gather that might

Lost under wraps are some faded figures too

And some names half forgotten

All lie shut and frozen,

Refusing to see the light

In a spirit dormant and brazen

But tables have turned; the tide has come,

To swallow this latent soul

To awake it from this deep sloom

To destroy the battered walls of gloom

Can’t stop this ebb at all

That got me into a bottomless hole

It is like a rebirth of my dead soul

Going inside never to come out

Or to grow again like a new born sprout

I see no darkness but only light

Of all lost hopes burning bright

Ah! I stumbled upon old ambitions also

These have accorded to sing in rhyme!

This is my world, my terrene

The holy abode of all once orphaned dreams

What am I without these yearnings?

That burn day and night

To give me light and to flicker forever

To pave my paths always and ever.

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MATURITY

Today while carrying on with the mundane things of my life, I was pondering over what is meant by maturity. What is the real maturity? It’s common for people specially colleagues to brand each other immature or kiddish. But how do we define maturity? Dictionary defines maturity as “fully developed; ripe; adult” but I feel there are two things rather two very commonly misused words behind the entire confusion- ‘childish’ and ‘childlike’. Lets checkout how does the dictionary defines them- childlike means “like a child, as in innocence, frankness, etc.; can be confused with childish” and it defines childish as “puerile; weak; silly; therefore refers to characteristics that are undesirable and unpleasant: childish selfishness, outbursts of temper.” Most of the time people use them as synonyms.

For most, maturity or ripeness directly means sitting and brooding in a somber state, or to be lost in a pensive mood. People who enjoy life, who cheer at the first rain of the season or simply who are extroverts are often tagged immature by the society.

 

But my views differ here, I feel maturity is not just indicating everyone that you dislike being in a cheerful mood or gloom is your favorite emotion of all the seasons; the real maturity is reflected in the decisions one takes and in the time management skills of a person. If one is joyous and puckish but manages to pull on his life well without having pettish problems to bother him, if he makes thoughtful decisions and has the courage and dexterity to make gains out of calculated risks, if he remains unperturbed under pressure then I feel such a person is really mature.

Being mature is definitely not about somberness and gloom; it’s not about being serious always and to sneer on the cheerful people. Being childlike and being childish is poles apart.