Life Changing Quotes Quotes

“Conquer your past to shape your future”
― Rosy M.

“Yesterday's you is your greatest competition”
― Rosy M.

“Ignore the naysayers, chase your dreams”
― Rosy M.

“Dare to be different, dare to be great”
― Rosy M.

“Impossibilities vanish with faith”
― Rosy M.

“Doubt limits, belief liberates”
― Rosy M.

“Life is all about being your true Self (Atman) and realizing it in the Divine Consciousness (God).”
― Shiva Negi

“War and peace

Humanity has fought many wars,
But won none,
Because even in peace the victors carry its scars,
That they can share with no one,

Because when they saw their comrade fall,
They saw a friend die,
When they were smashed against the pitiless wall,
The human within them did die,

Resurrecting a beast from within,
That they try to leave behind, but it walks with them,
And becomes their penance for what was not their sin,
And then they spend a lifetime with this beast and with them,

Whom they lost in the war,
Their fellow comrades part of the same legion,
And even in times of peace, in dreams the demons of war chase them far,
There, where all emotions die, all sentiments sink, a death forsaken region,

Where they are cursed to live forever,
In the phantoms of war that chase them every day and every night,
Because they have seen their fellow comrades die forever,
And this aches their inward and memory invoked sight,

They maybe soldiers who are meant to kill,
But I wonder what they think when they see a fellow human on the other end,
The enemy who they shall kill even even at the cost of killing their own will,
Thus is born the beast within and for the human that it now feeds on, it is the end!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“War and peace

Humanity has fought many wars,
But won none,
Because even in peace the victors carry its scars,
That they can share with no one,

Because when they saw their comrade fall,
They saw a friend die,
When they were smashed against the pitiless wall,
The human within them did die,

Resurrecting a beast from within,
That they try to leave behind, but it walks with them,
And becomes their penance for what was not their sin,
And then they spend a lifetime with this beast and with them,

Whom they lost in the war,
Their fellow comrades part of the same legion,
And even in times of peace, in dreams the demons of war chase them far,
There, where all emotions die, all sentiments sink, a death forsaken region,

Where they are cursed to live forever,
In the phantoms of war that chase them every day and every night,
Because they have seen their fellow comrades die forever,
And this aches their inward and memory invoked sight,

They maybe soldiers who are meant to kill,
But I wonder what they think when they see a fellow human on the other end,
The enemy who they shall kill even at the cost of killing their own will,
Thus is born the beast within, and for the human that it now feeds on, it is the end!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“A bomb here and a bullet there

A bomb here and a bullet there,
A wall riddled with bullets everywhere,

A man dead, a woman crying,
A young child crying and for nobody’s sake dying,

A building collapsing somewhere,
Homes on fire everywhere,

A soldier scanning for enemies,
A civilian seeking innocence in these wary faces who too are born of fairies,

A state of emergency declared in the war torn regions,
It is a crisis of all sorts, for humans, for every life form, and for my once familiar flock of pigeons,

Feelings of nothingness and nowhere appear to dominate,
Because that is what happens to mind when you have nothing to share but only hate,

A bullet to kill someone you don't even know,
A bomb to destroy a home that for someone is all he/she could ever know,

All gone, all lost, all turned to ash,
And from the sky a plane falls, it appears to be a fateful crash,

Where someone will die soon,
And it will be missed by many, and ah the pain of the moon,

To not find him anywhere not even in the sky,
For when you crash in wars you do not die,

A part of you lies on Earth and a part of you hangs somewhere in the Sky,
Confusing the angel of death whether to claim the remains that lie on the Earth or the hopes that died in the Sky,

Wars do not end when bullets are not fired and bombs do not fall anymore,
Because those who lose their hopes to wars are in a state of war forever and its immortal pain is what their hearts cannot ignore,

For a few it is just about a bomb here and a bullet there,
Unable to see injured memories and dying hopes everywhere!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“One who lives in the past never creates his own future and ruins his present too...”
― Ahemad R Kazi, The Inheritance of Dreams

“If you want to get rid of all your problems and pain, then simply kill all your desire.”
― Param Agarwal

“Years ago I lay my head down to cry; I have not been up since.”
― Ken Poirot

“Traveling is an escape from the norm. It’s a suitcase full of surprises and new adventures. It’s an adjustment to new time zones and new cultures. It’s a refreshing treat that makes you see things clearer. Smell better. Taste better. Traveling opens new doors and sometimes closes old ones. It makes you begin to either value what you have back home or realize that
maybe life is better lived somewhere else, sometimes even with someone else,
or alone. Traveling is a little detour that may lead you to another path and pull you out of old habits, forcing you to experience life, and not simply live by routines and schedules that only limit you and trap you into a cycle. Traveling makes you remember the food you ate, the sight you saw, the man you met a long time ago. Traveling is about meeting people that may
change your life, or whose lives you may change. Traveling is a hop, a skip,
or a leap toward something or somewhere new. Traveling can change you.”
― Corey M.P., High

“Your life is going to change in a thousand different ways. It's okay to not love the way it is today. It's okay the work and hope for a better day.”
― Annie Chopra, Sayings For A Good Life

“People who can't accept the TRUTH start questioning the timing of the truth.”
― Garima Soni - words world

“Opinions of others shouldn't hold you back”
― Rosieinreallife

“Greatness comes from within, not external validation”
― Rosy M.

“You are the only one who can define your greatness”
― Rosy M.

“Belief is the catalyst for the impossible”
― Rosy M.

“The impossible becomes achievable with belief”
― Rosy M.

“The only way to discover the limits of the possible is to go beyond them into the impossible”
― Arthur C. Clarke

“He who is equanimous in all circumstances is wise indeed.”
― Shiva Negi

“He who is equanimous in all situations is wise indeed.”
― Shiva Negi

“Innocent girl!

There in the distance she walked,
She skipped, she frolicked and with a stranger she talked,
Just for a while, maybe a moment or two,
Still wondering what next to do,
Maybe keep talking or just keep walking,
Then the stranger left, but it was her innocence that he was stalking,
I followed the stranger, and he followed the young girl,
She was dressed decently with her each ear adorned with a pearl,
Then as she reached the edge of the park,
Where it is usually cold and dark,
The stranger stood before her,
And then he followed her, wherever she went it seemed he was with her,
The girl seemed worried and uncomfortable,
And desperately looked for means to feel a bit secure and comfortable,
The stranger was resolved to keep bothering her,
As I wondered what pleasure from this hideous act he might incur,
He was about to assault her dignity,
Without any remorse, any forethought and with no sign of pity,
The girl closed her eyes,
And I wonder in that moment what she felt about herself and about the inaction of the skies,
It was then I decided to come forward,
And I asked her if there was anything making her feel awkward,
"Yes, yes," she said hurriedly,
"It is him, he has been stalking me shamelessly,"
Then I turned toward this person,
And I asked him if to justify his behaviour he had any valid reason,
He shrugged his shoulders and walked away,


The innocence of the young girl was saved today,
But tomorrow when none of us is there,
What shall she do and who will offer her strength in her moments of fear,
Maybe it is time to change something forever,
If we cannot do it now, then we may never,
Today the stranger left,
But who shall compensate the young girl for the theft,
That robbed her of her freedom and innocence,
Well I guess nobody can, because whenever she will be on a street, she will always feel the stranger’s presence!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“War and ceasefire

There was a war followed by a ceasefire,
Swaths of land lay covered in ashes and dead men and women,
Beside them lay still unfilled dreams and many a desire,
Wherever one looked there appeared no end to them then,

Because a country defeated in war,
Enters into the state of passive spirit,
Where to the victor, spirited men and women of the defeated country appear too few and too far,
And they rush to assume this is it, their end, and the end of it!

Followed by two immediate actions,
Repatriation by the winning side,
And reparation by the losing side while dealing with endless sanctions,
And behind them their lost spirits hide,

But as years pass by and time grows older,
The defeated side realises the losses it suffered,
The men it lost, and the women who fought in ways bolder,
And the living ones, the paying ones, look at their spirits battered,

And they hear echoes from the past,
Few calling a mother, few a father, many a brother, a sister and a lost lover,
And then the ship of agony and pain hoists its broad mast,
And the left one, the still and forever paying one, is forced to become an avenger,

Because he/she misses the person to whom these echoes belong,
He/she struggles to deal with the past that haunts him/her in the present,
And to deal with this belligerent self, he/she hums the firebird’s song,
And finally with hatred and lament he/she is pregnant,

And when the feeling is born,
The defeated spirit rises from the ashes,
And begins to sew together the feelings that lie scattered on the ground, mutilated and torn,
With these feelings of hatred and vengeance now his/her spirit gushes,

The silent ground that had been the graveyard of dreams and desires,
Suddenly turns into a war zone once again,
So those who say peace can be brokered are cynical liars,
Because one who is dead can never be brought back again,

And thus the battle between revenge and avenging deaths enters a new phase,
Where the defeated side now fearlessly marches forth,
Because it has nothing to lose now it has no more ghosts to chase,
And thus is born the one who loves romancing the sun, the killer moth,

And it stings all alike, and it flies freely everywhere,
Until both sides accept defeat,
Then they begin to dig graves to bury a hope here, a wish there, and someone’s desire somewhere,
And somewhere lies the lover who his/her beloved could not meet,

And then is born the curse of unfulfilled wishes, desires, hopes and life’s darling affairs,
Now both sides lie in ruin because there is no ground left to bury the dead,
And the sound of echoes keeps growing and the ground turns wet with tears,
It is then the spirit forsakes them all, because genuine valour does not reside in places where courage on death is fed,

And as time grows older there are no more bold men and women left,
Because it is a diabolic ground where only echoes from the past haunt all,
Where all are victims of a different kind of theft,
That of humanity’s actual fall!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“War and ceasefire

There was a war followed by a ceasefire,
Land covered in ash, dead men and women,
Beside the dead were unfulfilled dreams and many a desire,
This is how it is now and this is how it was then,

Because a country defeated in war,
Enters into the state of passive spirit,
To the victor, spirited men and women of the defeated country appear too few and too far,
So, they rush to assume this is it, the end of it!

To be followed by two immediate actions,
Repatriation by the winning side,
And reparation by the losing side while dealing with endless sanctions,
Behind which their broken spirits hide,

But as years pass by and time grows older,
The defeated side realises the losses it suffered,
The men it lost, and the women who fought in ways bolder,
And the living ones, the paying ones, look at their spirits battered,

And they hear echoes from the past,
Few calling a mother, few a father, many a brother, a sister and someone a lost lover,
And then the ship of agony and pain hoists its broad mast,
And the left one, the still and forever paying one, is forced to become an avenger,

Because he/she misses the person to whom these echoes belong,
He/she struggles to deal with the past that haunts him/her in the present,
And to deal with this belligerent self, he/she hums the firebird’s song,
And finally with hatred and lament he/she is pregnant,

Finally when the feeling is born,
The defeated spirit rises from the ashes,
And begins to sew together the feelings that lie scattered on the ground, mutilated and torn,
With these feelings of hatred and vengeance now his/her spirit gushes,

The silent ground that had been the graveyard of dreams and desires,
Suddenly turns into a war zone once again,
So, those who say peace can be brokered are cynical liars,
Because one who is dead can never be brought back again,

And thus the battle between revenge and avenging deaths enters a new phase,
Where the defeated side now fearlessly marches forth,
Because it has nothing to lose and it has no more ghosts to chase,
And thus is born the one who loves romancing the sun, the killer moth,

It stings all, and it flies freely everywhere,
Until both sides accept defeat,
Then they begin to dig graves to bury a hope here, a wish there, and someone’s desire somewhere,
And somewhere lies the lover who his/her beloved could not meet,

And then is born the curse of unfulfilled wishes, desires, hopes and life’s darling affairs,
Now both sides lie in ruin because there is no ground left to bury the dead,
And the sound of echoes keeps getting louder and the ground turns wet with tears,
It is then the spirit forsakes them all, because genuine valour does not reside in places where courage on death is fed,

And as time grows older there are no more bold men and women left,
Because it is a diabolic ground where only echoes from the past haunt all,
Where all are victims of a different kind of theft,
That of humanity’s innocence that actually was the cause of great fall!”
― Javid Ahmad Tak, They Loved in 2075!

“We are not broken. We unintentionally create so many cuts in our thinking that we end up working against ourselves. The thoughts that appear in your mind do not require fixing; they only require understanding.”
― Christine Samuel

“The path of the heart is not about controlling or changing your mind. It is about cultivating a willingness to let go of false identification and returning to the simplicity and humility of empty-headedness and not knowing.”
― Christine Samuel

“La chance contre le destin, on n’y peut rien.”
― Keva Epale, Pensées (pas si) Volatiles: Le Petit Livre de Proverbes qui Éveille la Réflexion. Volume 1: Pensées inspirantes et positives pour tous.