Me vs Myself!

No matter what or who I become in front of others, unintentionally or otherwise, the one time I get to know myself, is when I’m alone, with my guard down, that is the one time when I’m not wearing the mask of the role that I’m expected to play. It is then when I‘m standing face to face with myself and there is no veil to shield my faults, and no modesty to underplay my strengths

I believe that I’m a part of a larger whole, which would be incomplete without me, and this is what motivates me. The awareness that my life is infinitely important and my mission is to showcase my individuality in my own unique way, in my own sphere of activities. I strive to pursue a path ever upward and onward…Please don’t get me wrong, m not all about serious ‘philosophy’... I’m very human; I’m Complex, inscrutable, enigmatic, and indifferent. I’m predictable, unpredictable, logical, illogical... can be irrepressibly naive and terribly wise at the same time. I refuse to live unconsciously. Almost everything is a well thought of, conscious decision (barring a few times ;) ).

I'm too people oriented to sit by idle.. I'm genuine (when I want to be) and sugar sweet (if I have to be)... till then expect anything. I can viciously hate a few things and when "moved" I could curdle milk with one of my sour stares (my friends tell me so). In moods like these I don’t know what i really like.. but I think i like to hate most of the things.. Which is so funny, and I eventually end up laughing to myself.I love to perpetually have myself glued to either a sofa at coffee shop sipping overpriced chocolate espressos with 2 or 3 friends that I absolutely adore, or in front of my laptop doing no real constructive work.

I sometimes get very random with my thoughts.. to illustrate:

Shveta is

A food lover…...

highly optimistic ,

the thinker..

the art lover..

chocolate addict.....

music lover…

nature lover...

the poetess..(this one I’d like to be)

wonderful advice giver...

sports woman...

Popular for sense of humor….

clothes obsessor..

fiercely loyal...

thoughtful...

patient...

letter writer...

romantic…

Formerly the outstanding student’..
And Miss Talented(I think I have lost it now)…..

also the life of parties...(hehe)( That’s what all my friends have to say to me!!)
and now the almost 34 something corporate slave!

So what is Shveta Sharma about…………..

Shveta, a smart woman. A simple bundle of contradictions and complexities. Very plain to see. A study in silence. Seldom sesquipedalian. Shveta………………………………

Light up!

We all want perfect lives, no one wants to be alone

There are times when life gets so lonely, 

we turn to people unknown    

Seeking affection, we sway the way we get blown.

All I see is darkness,

something like a huge black hole,

Evil thoughts with full force,

ready to take control.

Determined I stand,

to not let darkness ruin my soul.

I face it strong, I face it bold...

Until, I see the light, an awakening that made me glow.

We all need to face our dark side

that is where we have passion and energy galore!

Do not fear it , direct it, embrace it.

That's when you become whole.

You are the darkness, you are the light.

You are the lighthouse of your life!

                             ~ Shveta Sharma

                                27th Jan'14

The Leaf of Life...

I came into this world fragile and innocent
Looking for water and sunshine to grow.

I blossomed into a beautiful green leaf,
fresh and vibrant, 
enthusiasm that made me glow.

Dancing in the wind, playing in the rain
Life was fun there was no pain.

Then one day, a gush of air...
Departed from the branch and I was blown.
With so much glee, I gently floated without sound
I traveled far, I traveled slow 
Before I touched the ground so low.

I lay there confident smiling and bold
Ready to take on the world that was beautiful
as I had known.

At times I wildly flew, 
twisting and turning through the air
Exhausted, drop to earth below.

Time flew and so did I until one day I felt huge pain
A feeling so terribly new that drove me insane
Tremendous pressure crippling me down,
Crushed, I lay on the ground.

I just lay there slowly turning brown, each breath was a pain
With each gush of air I tried to reach the branch, my home, but in vain.

As days pass, I fray a little more, it pains a little more
and I learn about life a lot more.

Every time I rise with the wind...my hopes soar high
But gently I fall again without a sound and hopes again defy.

                                                       ~ Shveta Sharma
                                                          19th Jan 2014.