#Review The Guy at TT table

So, I was sucking at sport as always and this time particularly at table tennis and making an ass out of myself, until I met this short but affable guy, who was playing with his friends at the adjacent table, with a bunch of non-players like me. For every serve he plays and there goes the opponent’s bat right up the sky as if they were replicating the shots of MSD from world cup finale, and there was this chimpanzee jumping around the table as if it is not table tennis but ‘who wins the Super-Mario crown’, the other star fish girl, she is a real limelight stealer. It has been weeks since we used to play at our games arena post lunch and it has become my habit to observe these characters every day. and on one fine day I noticed improvement in each one of them. I mean come on, this society can’t straighten up a dog’s tail but something has surely taught these chimpanzees and star fish to play table tennis.

Then I remembered, it wasn’t much of a miracle because I recall hearing the phrases during our play, nice, awesome, what a shot, it will go – it will go, keep on, now that is called a shot and let me remind you these words of wisdom weren’t the ones, I heard post miracle. but those were the words of encouragement which has made the transformation during their naivety. Sometimes it happened so that, I have seen others play a normal pass and heard him praising and brimming each one of them with the confidence they needed to be in the field, to not give up because of some silly shots or because someone might be watching or laughing. because the aura that he was scintillating around that table, was sort of a shield to fight both the inner doubts and the outer prejudices to keep these at bay and lure them to just play with their full focus on the table.
And then I look back and ponder over my sport interests and see that bucket completely unused, and wishing to had someone like this ‘guy at the TT table’ at my early days of sporting. I guess we all have encountered this lack of support at different stages of our life, which could have made a huge impact on our lives to become what we all have always dreamt of. may be a supporting father for a salsa dancer, a supporting friend to win an argument, a supporting mother for a women cricket player, a good mentor to get you through the bridge and all it takes is the simplest words of encouragement in its purest form. Imagine the power of this composition of sound and vibrations which can be as transient as a real person’s effort, which can really help someone to jump from bad to good, good to better and to the best.

Wonder what a society would have been if we had so many like this ‘guy at the TT table’, around us, if we could just try to be like him once in a day. I believe we all can make a difference and make someone good at something with just two words of encouragement. I have mine, do you have yours?

Love is fine,
Love is shine,
Love is everything for mine...!!

Love is feeling,
Love is pain,
Love is every situation in medicine...!!

- Akash

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Oh dude, do you see
In me -- the kindled spree
The joyous and lovely me
In times when you set me free

Sristi

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"Sociopath"


Thirsty mind filled with bloody dreams,
Cold heart covered in war screams,
Hungry eyes eagerly wanting to make scenes,
And killer hands tasting the human meats..



Dark side isn't leaving god to deal with reality,
This inside demon never had any fantasy,
With hopes to change the living mentality,
Waking the maniac to show world true insanity..


"The mind you create today, is the way you gonna walk tommorow"

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Walk like you own the world ,
Talk like you own the words ,
But Rule like you own nothing ,
Be a real Queen.
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We both plying strangers
When you know that its me and I also know that its you but we both choose to play strangers
We have mastered this art in these passing years
When you try to get worst out of me, I also want quite low to see your dirty side
You stigmatize it as my desperation, i take it as your immaturity
We both know that if we need it we can have it, neither you nor i am accountable to anyone or each other
That might be worthless piece of meat for her but for you henceforth a proven bitch
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The Day you Left me in the middle of our Voyage,

With my sinking ship,
Somehow I managed to reach the Shore of nowhere.

Standing Alone, Numb and Clueless, Trying to Sync with this environs of Blues
Looking at the Sky of Blurry Hopes.

Hoping, waiting , you will come again, gather me like before
and Drag me to our World of Ecstasy.
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Voice With No Name

Do you remember anything about me?
The time I and you knew how hard anyone could feel,
We shaded all with care,
Letting everybody know how to be fair.

Remember, when words were infused inside,
Making us fear it's the hardest rhyme,
We pushed and pull,
Still, perched on each other untill the moon turned full.

The time she felt so lonely,
I turned you into a friend more than a family,
You embraced her instead of pushing away,
Letting the world know how to spread love and stay.

Do you remember when me and you had our worst fight?
When you started taking me so light,
The way you resisted to think about me,
Raising anger in your eyes towards,
How could I always focus on good things?

You explained and asked me to change my faith,
Telling me this place is not for me and I need to rage,
Well! You were the controller,
And I did as you say.

I turned you into a breaking news,
As you raped a woman walking on the dark way,
What could hurt anyone the most?
You became the enemy of your own.

People started calling you illiterate,
A person numb and frustrate,
Now you cry and cribble behind the rods,
Praying to be back in the world before, I was draught.

So, you think now you know me?
For I tell you your turning story,
Yes! I'm the one who focused always on good things,
I'm the good voice in you who feels for you sorry.

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No mom, we are not separating
There she stands,on the fifth floor,
my mother, erect and still,
a small faced woman and
Even smaller now
Bidding farewell on the balcony and
mseems an inch long wearing her
red dotted slippers
and a pony long-stretched
A most comic person though quite alike now
Pale and face more faded than ever
Tears mock at her but
She be still hides them swabing her hand
Tough for others, Tougher for herself
Her eyes red and deepened and
beneath a smile wrinkled, dried and
liked by all
I moved a four but she didn't but
her head
She dumb, numb and dead as a doornail
All sorts of pain resides in her and
she couldn't show, she couldn't weep,
She couldn't speak
as this would make her child weak
And as customary flared her hand at me,
erect still, she felt me separating
And she stared me for long
and for long stared the way I went.
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I Need to keep Enduring!!!

Flying over the pit of hell.
Toward a door that is near.
A journey, by means of time
with no stress in falling down

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#Poetry

dear me too,
I believe in you
as there is a part of me in you
I believe in survivors
ahh!sorry fighter
sexually assaulted,
mentally broken,
still standing,
standing firm,
brunt in crimson flames of hopes
still, then you healed
you rediscovered yourself
even if it was tough to survive


dear me too,
you are a warrior, a brave soul
the soul that can undergo tearing out of the spirit
yet rise again to fight back
you are like that bop bags, that rise up high how hard they fall,
yet you thrive and strive
every day, every moment with confidence and dignity alive

dear me too,
you have tales to shares and lessons to be passed on
you are born to touch the forgotten stars
to dismiss the lures, to be countless
you are born to fly up high
your wings were chopped off, even then you crawled to success
challenging the fate that underestimated you
as you accepted your weakness your strength embraced you like sun embraces the sky

dear me too,
I believe in you
as there is a part of me in you
I believe in you.

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Endure!!!

Coming in through
the door of birth.
to fly over
a pit of hell. where
falling requires
no effort at all.
While approaching
the door of death.

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#Poetry

THOUGHTS
I grieve I dream
I applaud to the ones I ream
They render they wander
At time oozing out of the sender
THOUGHTS

Somewhere cruising between time and date
That
I happen to attend by my fate
The one that stood behind
and
The one I am waiting to bind
THOUGHTS .,

They bruise
They use
They abuse
They laugh
They play
Yet
When they stay
make me choose
My cup of cake
THOUGHTS.,
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(1) It's raining outside,
And also in my heart...
I like rain drops,
But I hate tears...

(2) Enjoy the season
With rain of love,
Don't cry,
Don't hide your tears in rain...
Roar like thunder,
And tell them,
How much you love him/her...

-✍️ Suvesh Shukla
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When leaves fall,
It means a new leave starts a new journey...
When a leaf Falls it doesn't mean her journey ends...
She starts a new journey as a fertilizer as a fossil...
A journey never ends...
-✍️ Suvesh Shukla

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I saw the picture from your point of view
All the designs sketched there to see
There's nothing more, I sadly belived
But a tear in the canvas became a light in the darkness
I guess it's true then, there may be beauty in the chaos

#Ibee #everyone

A malevolent artist

You never know when it will appear, but it will. It roams the stillness of your mind like a prowler, lurking in the corners. And hit you when it finds you most vulnerable.

You can't escape it. It targets everybody at some point in their lives. While some tackle it, others destroy themselves. It has a menacing smile, which shines whenever it obliterates another victim. First it robs you of your beliefs and then it makes you plunge into the deep waters of diffidence. When you become a muse of its malevolent artistry, it paints you in the shades of melancholy.  

From the outside, world will see you as vibrant and fiery. But the venomous colors with which it painted you, will gradually dissolve the remaining life left in you.

It's more vicious than it appears when you read it.

Yes, this is what DEPRESSION is!

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I want you to kiss me
In all the places,
no one else has before.
And surrender everything
before the sun comes up.

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If you want to kiss me
Don't kiss my lips,
Where everyone wanted to go.
Kiss my bones,
Kiss my elbow,
Kiss the place under my knees,
And my earth traveling toes.
Kiss the parts of me,
Only you will be able to know.

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THE PAINTED BLINDSPOT

Life on the other side was not what you painted it to be.
But I blindly saw the picture from your point of view.
There's nothing more, I sadly believed.
Only, lies don't stand the test of time.
The truth tore away at your designs.
Creating a hole in the canvas.
The resulting scar became a light in the darkness.
Like a caterpillar, the picture evolved before my eyes.
From a dull perspective to a vibrant looking-glass.

It is very much alive as am I.
The brave New world you tried to hide.
I can clearly see as the door is open wide.
The highs and lows you plainly leveled.
There's something beyond the blue border far ahead.
There is something more than land and sky.
There is sound and silence.
Many tears and laughter.
But apart from all that there is what you failed to see.
The beauty in the chaos
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(A/N: I developed some more on my first attempt. Thoughts?)

InsightInsight

Some think, "no other after this"
then this door won't have exist
for they signify existence behind
So, beyond death won't be blind
As there was life after birth

See through it
and study where it leads
The first was not judged
As the eyes could not see.

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