Behind all closed doors,
there are some open spaces,
Behind all Happy souls,
There are some sad faces.
Behind all eyes,
Is a story, it visually narrates.
Behind all worries and strifes,
There's a wierd, soothing solace.
Behind silence,
There's always a loud voice, that whispers, percieves and waits.
Behind all Smiles,
Is a mysterious story, with words at stake.
Behind all lies,
There's truth, that knows no haste
Behind this rapid,
lively, yet  lifeless life,
There still a life, that knows patience viz never a waste!

Behind us beings,
There's a something,
There's an energy,
An eternal someone,
Watching, gazing, beholding,
At what it has made,
And still makes,
Knowing, hoping, percieving
That it will once realise
Life's always about good choices,
Good efforts, Good companions, Good thoughts and great tastes!
Behind us masked people,
There's a Godly sage.

Weird though it may seem, but some people who seem to be unpleasant or rash sometimes  are actually the most pleasant and kind ones, and it is instead the ones whom you've known  to be the most pleasent and kind ones, turn out to be the opposite of it.

It is hence you ought to be both persevering, patient and adaptable with life, always.  You never know your next moment, your next situation, nor how long and how exactly might it affect you,  nor does the other person. But then, acting right  at right point of time and at the right situation is what is still a responsibilty that you should spare yourself from.!Respecting people and being kind to them is good, but then ya never outaa be so kind and good enough to them, that it gives them the liberty to take you for granted, and disrespect and be unkind to you at any cost.

There's so much into so little sometimes, that, that 'little' does'nt remain little anymore but an immense epitome of deep grandness to the very eyes that are persevering and empathetic enough!

You may know, yet you've to pretend like you don't.
You may see, yet you've to behave like you haven't.
You may not feel comfortable, but you have to feel like you are.
You may not wish to smile, yet you have to.
You may wish to sleep more, yet you won't always get to.
You may feel like leaving everything,
everyone aside, and sob off
that pestering hell,
yet you've to stick around, and behave like all is well .
You may yearn to be truly you,
Yet you can no more be your old, original self.