Black dog

He shows up in my bed on a night of utter despair…

Making me stay with him for days till I finally begin to repair…

Music is not the healer anymore, food I can hardly chew..

The skies begin to turn dark and everything else is blue..

He feeds on all my attention, making it hard to concentrate..

Concealing it under the mask of humor I tell people; “life’s great”..

They’ll judge me if they see him, consumed by the fear of shame..

A glass breaks thousands of miles away, he tells me “You’re the one to blame..”

He keeps me up at night, barking the loudest he can..

It’s harder to get out of bed and go to work, lookin’ like cavemen..

Pushing me far away from my friends, hitting me with the strongest wave..

My depression isn’t my pet anymore, now I’m his only slave..

If only I can seek help and someone to hold my hand,..

I’ll train my black dog again without needing a magic wand…

P.S. Depression shouldn’t be allowed to grow darker and bigger making easier for it to control us. There’s no shame in asking for help and sharing your true emotions with people close to you. But it’s a shame when we see someone around us suffering and fail to ask “Are you okay, bud?”

-®Hira Chaudhry

©Image courtesy: The scream, Edvard Munch

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Elastic hearts

They walk around the streets,

Wearing perfume on their sleeves..

Looking to share everything but trust,

Laughing for hours but crying first..

Holding hands but shadows apart,

With bodies of stone and elastic hearts..

©Hira Chaudhry

© Image courtesy: Fine art America

Segregated

Born with lips so beautiful, but couldn’t utter a word..

Sitting for hours at the window watching the one-legged bird..

Bullied at the school for being so eccentric..

Abused by father for always being a skeptic..

On a mid summer holiday, escaping from the sun..

In grandma’s little cottage, he found a red violin..

They pushed him to the corners for his words were inapprehensible..

The more his fingers and the strings became inseparable..

A boy once running in circles for hours..

Found peace in his violin and the blooming of flowers..

They couldn’t understand him so he was segregated…

Not leaving him alone, now that his music was appreciated..

Closing all the doors behind, shutting out the universe..

All he wanted was the love he felt in singing a verse…

P.S. To all those young beautiful minds suffering from childhood Psychological disorders and the Autism spectrum.. Let’s try to stretch a hand towards them, before they lose faith in humanity and isolate themselves from a world full of opportunities.. Every child deserves to be loved and appreciated the way he is.

©Hira Chaudhry

Image courtesy: Wandalin Strzałecki – The Violinist

Monkey-master!

When I was a kid I saw a man in my street every day, they called him the “monkey master”.

He’ll tell his little monkey friend and he’ll dance and walk and laugh and clap. And all the kids will laugh with him..

As my childhood disappeared, so did the monkey master.. I kept wondering where did he go, what happened to him?

Years later I saw him, in an interview by a local reporter. Showing him gradually dying of poverty, as people don’t watch the monkey shows anymore. Some find it dangerous, some think it’s cruel, some say it’s unacceptable to have animals dancing around the streets. Crowds and gatherings need special permissions due to possibility of terrorist activities, etc.

They asked him, if he can do something else to make money..

He said, ” I learnt some woodwork and became a carpenter but couldn’t make as much of a living, because that’s not where my heart lies.

My monkey was my little baby, my best friend. We ate together, danced together, cried together. Every night I fell asleep thinking of all the new things we’ll learn to do together..

People don’t like to watch shows like that anymore, but that’s what I am good at. That’s all I know.. That’s what I did all my life. I don’t know how to be otherwise, be someone else.”

I realized I feel the same.. people don’t love these days, some find the term eternal love as unacceptable and preposterous. Some think it’s dangerous and even overrated, but that’s all I know. I can’t do otherwise whether someone wants it or not.. All I have is “love” to give and share.. I am like the monkey master, will I die suffering too? Just like him…

Borders

They say they created borders, to divide the land..

To make it secure..

Ironic, they ended up dividing the people..

Making love obscure..

1+1=11?

You might be wondering by now what does the title have to do with The Awesome Blogger Award? Ever since I started this journey for a soul-tribe search, I’ve learnt to connect with fellow bloggers, mesmerizing poets, supportive readers and inspiring writers.. Some of them gracefully nominated me for several awards, for which I am humbled but I never actually followed an acknowledgement until now.

Which leads to the second question, so why now? But I haven’t answered the first one either, yet! 😀 Being a sceptical person, I took a long time weighing in the good and bad about awards and eventually realized it is, in fact, an awesome opportunity to connect more openly with all the people who’ve been with me through this journey. And by doing this acknowledgement I’m going to answer a few “Getting to know me” questions as well as nominate 5 other Awesome Bloggers that I’ve discovered so far (honestly I came across at least a 100 other awesome bloggers but got to stick to the rules). So I’m doing this award in hopes of getting to know my readers more closely and nominating others hoping to create 1+1=11, not just 2. I hope it’s a chain that’s started and it keeps growing into more love, happiness and compassion for everyone.

So first and foremost I’d really like to thank God for this epiphany and giving me the ability to write and connect with all sorts of amazing people. Secondly, I’d like to thank Gail from gaillovesgod for nominating me for this award. She herself is an exceptional writer and every single post on her blog is a ray of hope and sunshine, so I’ll definitely recommend to check it out.

About the Award creator:

Created by Maggie at Dreaming of Guatemala, stating:

‘This is an award for the absolutely wonderful writers all across the blogging world. They have beautiful blogs, are kind and lovely, and always find a way to add happiness and laughter to the lives of their readers. That is what truly defines an awesome blogger.”

Rules:

  • Thank the person who nominated you
  • Tag it under #awesomebloggeraward in the Reader
  • Answer the questions your nominator gave you
  • Nominate at least 5 awesome bloggers
  • Give your nominees 10 new questions to answer
  • Let your nominees know that they’ve been nominated

My Questions:

If you could travel anywhere, where would it be?

I actually love to travel and would like to see every mapped and unmapped country, but if I have to name a few, it would be Italy.. Particularly fascinating Venice, Florence, Rome and Tuscany. Or Slovenia for its countless number of historical and cultural sites.

What is your biggest accomplishment?

A couple of years back I, along with a couple of colleagues started an international medical students organization, which has since then provided many free of cost seminars, medical training and workshops to upcoming doctors hoping to serve the community better.

What is the most amazing blog you’ve ever come across?

Well, this is a tough one and took hours of consideration, still, I have to choose one.. It’s recollectionsatfall.wordpress.com by Veena. She’s an exquisite writer and her blog reeks of optimism, mythology, love and a beautiful soul.

Chocolate or Lollies?

Chocolates! Without a second thought..

What’s the best advice anyone ever gave you?

“Every difficulty you’re going through or have been through is shaping you into the person you’re required to be in the future.. leading you to what you asked for..”

What is your dream job?

I have always wanted to work for the MSF or commonly known as Doctors Without Borders, to be able to serve the displaced communities and refugees.. I’m already on the path and hope to acquire this dream job one day…

What’s your favourite flavour of ice cream?

Blueberry and chocolate fudge.

My Nominees:

Kanika of MYSTIC LAND

Claudia of Between the lines

Enigma of LOST IN THE ECHO.

Sarah of lymexists

Candy of Fantastical Murmurs

Congratulations to all the nominees, and I just wish to let you know that you’re awesome and I love reading your words weaving into beautiful stories..

Questions for you:

If you wish you can answer the same questions as mine or any 5 questions you feel comfortable talking about with your readers.

I wish you all good luck and more questions are welcomed from the readers too 🙂