To the restless mind

To the restless mind,

Why do you keep wandering?

Why do you keep worrying?

Active, busy, hustle mind,

Be for you just a little kind!

You feel sad for losing so much,

You feel nothing for not feeling anything as such.

Bring some therapy to you,

Add some peace in you.

Like they say, just take a deep breathe,

And while you breathe out all your worries, be gentle.

Life comes just like the mega Indian thali,

It has different taste in every region of the country.

Food has different colours too,

And every dish do not taste the same, so shoo!

Sometimes it is hot,

Sometimes it not!

And there is a variety in sweets as well,

A rasmalai is not as same as sandwich malai.

So when the life is hot, spicy with a tint of sweetness,

Why not you learn to adapt and live with generousness?

Be calm, be compact,

Stop complaining that you don’t have that.

So, dear restless mind,

Get some peace in the warm blanket that’s in your favourite red.

Be happy, keep some peace,

That’s the only way you can enjoy the sweets.


About Runaway Lassie

Life is a box of chocolates. Sometimes it brings sugary sweetness and sometimes bitter, in the raw form of cocoa. Life takes different turns. Those turns and curves turnout to be the important turnovers of our lives. They form the foundation of major decision we take every day. Sometimes I worry too much about the 'what if' situation and over think what I do. But, most of the days I let go of those pointless 'what if' thoughts and talk to myself, "Listen! Being right or wrong doesn't really matter. So, just chill and be happy! Do and say everything you think you cannot say nor do it. Just let it out." It is easy for us to bottle our emotions up and hide it from the world. Years pass by and we earn the degree with a specialisation in the area of 'Pretention'. But, the real degree would be the 'Real Courage' of letting things out of the bottle. Let yourself be expressed in however way you find it is possible. Choose your medium; it could be art or writing. It is the best way you can get someone to understand you. Lassie was born in a small town in the North-Eastern corner of the foothills of Himalayas. People often mistake it by assuming it belongs to another state and Lassie never gets tired or irritated in repeating the same script to throw some light on her small heritage town that has player an important part in the history of Indian Independence. This blog is an effort to let myself open and share my thoughts out of the bottle. Most of the events and incidents recorded here are derived from real life experiences. Sometimes I vent out using the poetry tool when I ran out of long paragraphs.
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