A Good Life

God created each and every being, He looks to see what they are doing, Good or bad, the deeds he's tracking, Well then, Who am I to be judging? In another I see only their wrong doing, In myself I see, only what's worth mentioning, With such a filter in my mind while looking, I wonder, Who am I to be judging? I see a man and how now he's functioning, Not knowing in life, through what he has been going, Without knowing the facts if i have been commenting, I say to myself, Who am I to be judging? I haven't been perfect, that's how I'm living, Right and wrong, both deeds I have been doing, When I do stuff that is worth questioning, I ask myself, Who am I to be judging? Friendships, relationships it has been destroying, To conclusions, I must, stop myself from jumping, Rather, I must develop care and understanding, Ask myself everyday, Who am I to be judging? Now I care not about how he's looking, How and what, I'm more into reason...

On the outskirts of a village there was an abandoned well. The well was deep yet there was only sludgy wet mud at the bottom, no water. The villagers believed the well to be cursed and stayed away. The village folklore had stories of men who wandered close to it and never returned. People of the village generally stayed away from the well. Vikram was a young boy, fourteen years old, who used to stay in the city with his uncle and aunty. Vikram's parents were aware that there wasn't much scope for him in the village so had sent him to live with his uncle in the city where he attended a good school and had access to quality education. During summer vacations Vikram would return to the village to spend time with his family. As always, Vikram had spent the vacation in the village. The vacation was due to come to an end and pre monsoon showers had cooled the village a little. One evening the boys were returning home after swimming in the river outside the village. Vikram was la...

Peter started early from his home one morning. He was heading to the base camp for a trek with his friends. Peter, normally a responsible guy, was known to be a bit lethargic in his preparations and would not pack well enough. Well, subconsciously expecting friends to cover up, should he end up short. Four other friends and Peter started their climb at dawn. A couple of hours into the trek and one of his friend, Alex, stopped. "Look, this path seems more scenic, let's explore this side", he said pointing in another direction. "No let's stick to our path", the others said in unison. "Well in that case let us part ways from here, adios amigos", he said and left the group. Peter was a little surprised that after deciding to stick together at the start, how soon had Alex decided to split. A couple more hours into the trek and they had climbed quiet high into the mountains. While resting under the shade of a tree, a splendid looking peak caught the...