Families of yore

I remember the first time I realized how difficult it was to keep running all the time. To be scared of being hunted. To fight against all odds and survival only meant delaying the inevitable. It was near a river when I, along with others, thought to set up a tent. Maybe, we could stop fighting among ourselves and find a way to settle down. No more running.

We started growing crops. We knew about fire. So cooking became easy. The river helped. The question then, became of having a civil code to keep settled. To grow. Naturally, passing on the DNA was part of the civility. So, I took a wife. It became a custom for all men. We would tie a thread to make it official. She started raising the kids. I would go out and sow seeds. She would cook. We were happy. The modern family was here to stay!

 

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I remember the first time I realized how difficult it was to balance work and relationships. Two headstrong people trying to make it work in the fast paced society. All around us stood the sad reality of dying relationships, failed marriages. We loved each other but were afraid of going through the same problems all were facing. It just wasn’t pragmatic anymore. People married just because their parents did. It was considered to be the right thing to do.

But was it? In a century where every voice matters, why can’t we change the lookout on age old customs that provide no answers? We decided not to marry. We were both capable of living our own lives and loving each other without the need of some age old customs that make it mandatory to do so. It worked. It started becoming a norm. We just moved in to make it official. We started raising the kids. We would go out and work for a living. I would cook. Because she’s terrible at it! We were happy. The modern family was here to stay!

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There Are Times

About This Poem: I was actually blank during my physics paper and suddenly some words popped into my head… This is just a better presentation of all those scrambled thoughts… Here goes…

There are times
When weak gets strengthened;
There are times
When fools get mentioned,

There are times
When big guns fear;
There are times
When even cowards do dare…

There are times
When nothing goes wrong;
There are times
When everything does…

Then why do people
Make such fuss
It’s life after all
It’s boon and it’s curse…

There are times
When mind goes dumb;
There are times
When heart goes deaf,

You can’t hear
You can’t speak
Then suddenly you see
Life turns overleaf…

There are times
When thoughts can’t be expressed,
There are times
When souls are depressed,

There are times
When you burst with tears;
There are times
When feelings are suppressed.
Such is this life
Live it or leave it
But before your decision
Listen to your voice
Like every human being
You have a choice

Choose to LEAVE
And you will regret
Choose to LIVE
And you’ll experience…
At times…
Life is great!