Your relations are not just for the purpose of filling your voids to attach with someone , but it comes with purpose of connecting your soul with the other self  
If you remember your father for money , Your mother for your work or lost belongings, your brother for the sake of his duty to be your shield or your sister in your emotional turbulence , your friends for the need of help or at last your girlfriend/boyfriend for your gratification
Then you really miss the point of having relations in your life and really lose your spiritual self, Relations are mirror of nature's miracle to connect all dots and give you life , just one dot lost and you will have imperfect life physically and in same case if you lost one relation you will have really imperfect life emotionally and spiritually ,
so what kind of life we really are having if it is imperfect emotionally and spiritually ?
Just establish connection of your soul in your relations and feel the joy , pain, love for others and it will really give you a perfect life as per its purpose !!
Still do we ?
Questions are always unanswered, but the day when we get the answer, say with pride, I am having purposeful and awesome life :)

Captain Pawan Kumar, 22, who died fighting terrorists on Sunday in Pampore in Kashmir valley is an elite Para commando. Incidentally, He is a Jat from Jind district in Haryana and a degree holder from Jawaharlal Nehru University (JNU) in Delhi.

First of all I salute the martyr who is seriously gifted to mankind from GOD

He must have opened the eyes of (ours) blind people who are cursing whole Jat community and Jnu students from past one week, he must have shown how blind we are , How we paint everyone with the same brush, we as mob stop thinking and just start following with our eyes shut close

We lack the thought process, we lack the sentiment, we lack the bond we have with each other in face of humanity ,he shown how divided we are

and look how we make our thoughts -

He is brahmin - he is seriously caste believer kind of person, who feels proud on his caste and dont respect other persons (in name of caste) - means brahmanvadi in the line of so called intellectuals

He is Sc/st - pakka yar qouta ki help se job leke baitha hoga (no one looks at those persons who seriously are oppressed and used this oppurtunity to fulfill their dreams)

He is from Jnu - Ohh tht anti national university where anti national sentiment on the rise (HE IS SLAP on those faces, few students who shouted anti national words doesnt give us right to defame whole university and it's students - arrest the culprits but spare other beautiful souls in JNU who love this land called mother india , who loves to build their thought process in name of debates but not on cost of our nation)

He is JAT - OHH those people who loves to call themselves backward and are violent ( few political leader plot for reservation for political gains and using violent actions doesnt make Every jat like this), there are large section of them like captain pawan kumar, virendra sehwag and randeep hoodda who loves to live on merit and amaze you with their heroics

I just mentioned our current thought process , as time goes by it changes with HINDU, MUSLIM , SIKH , DELHITE, UPian,punjabi, haryanvi, Bihari, NORTH EAST, TAMIL , ORIYA - I think I do not need to mention everyone in detail , just read the word and realise what kind of thought your thought process generated , how it painted everyone with the same brush, how it destroys our bond with each other and how you in face of mob forgot that you are human first and not a part of herd !!

REALISM OF THOUGHTS

Even in deep venture of inner harmonic conscience
in with abundance of plethora of own version of thoughts

It burst with fission of million of interlinking pattern of parallel view
some may never understand
but how span of thought convert into illusion-ism and form it's own world

Realism is nothing but our way of accepting the miracle of life
but parallel view need conscience desire for truth of  "is this is in real a life"?

HAPPY NEW YEAR

It's just kind of fresh air I get

Nothing turn here for me

but with new tyre in my old cart , bumpy rides comes with new zeal

& resolution mark the stature of what now I can feel.

AWAKEN SOUL

TOO deep when thought about color of soul,


looked faded black 


still shining white it take as parameter


unable to convert in itself it mark it as ideology of saint.


Whole journey looks for awakening of soul but with the 


concept of shortest path possible,it is always been a dream.

My dreams

In my shaded dreams...


I'll search for ma real life..


What I may hope to bring there


Not always authorized to go there by me,sometime subconscious senses prevails ma effort 


& I become puppet of ma luck.

Beneath silence

Even when I feel short of words,

My thought indicate version of silence,


But still at that moment,


My silence speak more than my words & wait for tide to turn away for me 


& volcano erupted after it cannot be blamed.