Chessboard Of Life

-What you see is reality.What you dream is an illusion.To confuse the two, you'll find disaster.-
Just a saying I made up.

I hate it. When everything moves so swiftly, then, a wave sweeps everything you've spent your time on.The wave could be anything.Harsh words,sour faces,angry retorts, almost anything.That's when we plan to get back up and stop the wave in it's tracks.Dig traps such as a tree hole to fill and bury the anger and revenge stored up.To forgive and to forget.To sleep and dream of good things and wake up without a worry.

While on crutches,I realize that the world moves a chessboard.Success in life is winning a piece and heartaches and pains a loss.That everything is so perfectly executed, in wins or losses, everything falls into place.Sacrificing a rook for a queen.Losing your job only to find your true love on the train back home. So perfect and intricate is this chessboard of life that one move wrong and the precious scale of balance is lost.Thus, leading you to work harder to even the odds.

I observe people with an eager interest.From the labourer so unwilling to part with his money to the rich men with bodyguards on every side.To observe human behaviour, their faults and their strengths.It's so amazing.While in the hospital I wrote the following that I guess puts this whole post in summarizaton.


We are fine but then pushed down,
By waves of angry sounds,
But do not fret we'll rise again,
Ignoring all the minor pains

But lesson learnt we now prepare,
Of other waves that we despair,
To dig tree holes to trap them in,
Now they cry and now we grin,

But every move is replied by another,
From a friend,sister or brother,
Hate,love,birth and death,
Game conditions that have to be met,

We win some and lose some,
But there is still more to come,
Short, this game is not,
Haunt us till the day we rot,

But in the end we're all same,
All playing this twisted game,
Whether you win or lose'
It's not up to you to choose,

For above us all there He lies,
A Power unworthy of mortal eyes,
He sets the rules and keeps the time,
Every beat, rhythm, and rhyme,

Good luck my friend in your game,
I hope you wish me the same,
As I say we're all the same,
Here, playing this twisted game.