It was all foggy , Frozen . The warmth of by body escaped. And the soul inside? Drained , strained . And i sat there by . I ha...
Scars of the past Dreadful wrong choices And wary of the days to come. These are what he is moulded of deep inside but on the fa...
But giving up ain't in his pattern.Neither tears are .
The dreams disheveled for micro-moments in its way of being shattered are re-organised inside him with never cracking tenacity .
He gets back the other day to his usual self , seeks out solace within himself.
He, the one who dreams .
"2:33 p.m" This is what his watch read when he glanced towards. He strolled , Gazed at his surroundings. From stray cats t...
This is what his watch read when he glanced towards.
He strolled ,
Gazed at his surroundings.
From stray cats to the vendors , he assessed them all.
And placing himself by a stairs of some deserted temple , indulged himself in analysis .splurged . Some serious thinking.
He had walked out that very morning after the differences with her broadened , clouds of dissatisfaction widened. And for his dismay, growing daunting tensions .Scenarios developed in a way making him harder to adjust.As if love once that bloomed was desperate in search of ways to sneak out , conspiracy was declared on to break them off.
At times , he wanted to cut it off.To separate their ways. His and hers, for better or for worse.But every time such thoughts lured him , her image would pay him a visit .Her face appeared out of the blue .And It was times as those that made him realize his heart would go icy without her , beats were out of proportion .He promised himself he would never draw out , no matter what . Abandoning her and escaping from this tangle was in denial .For he believed , love had no excuses and where it did , it was no love.
He got on his feet just to pace towards home, where she would be . And she was there sitting by the window . Pale and Blue. As he pushed the door , the cracking sound broke the silence.Her eyes glanced at him. Her dark brown eyes almost frozen in fear of being abandoned.Those rich black hair snaked to her shoulder and those lips looked as if it was just getting ready to plead.
"In case , are you having thoughts of------------- " just as those lips uttered stuttering , he leaped towards her, wrapped her around in his arms . He approached slightly pressing his lips against hers. Words couldn't make their way out , but they made up.He knew she was the one for him .For her , he had always been.And as they embraced each other as the night was embracing the planet , each vowed silently .The vows , of eternity .
Lightening and t hunder, Declaration of short arrival of rain . Clouds bearing overwhelming weight are floating in the sky just to bur...
Declaration of short arrival of rain .
Clouds bearing overwhelming weight are floating in the sky just to burst out in moment , let go of the contained rain droplets and shower the city .
Though halfheartedly , monsoon has finally made its long awaited arrival . And i bet there's anyone out there in my rivalry as the immense pleasure due to this progress is concerned.
The greatest essence of monsoon.
Have you come across the situation where it downpours extremely the day u step out of your home without an umbrella? Ha ha. Happens to me all the time.Then there are peeps who love getting drenched in the rain .But no , i don't belong to the group. I am among those who places himself by the window with a bucket of snack accompanied by a hot drink and splurges time on gazing those droplets and their effects.
It started ! the downpour.
with its sudden roar, it is making its downfall .Those individual droplets when reached the ground unite, form relatively big mass and flow accordingly . Like how they swallow and wash away all the dirt and tiny stuffs lying on the surface , can it wash away all the traumatic memoirs and griefs?
If Yes , Please draw them all out . Was them all away .
And why don't you plead to get yours washed away too ?
Corpse, Identical to how i lay in my bed . Without any blinks , i have already taken off my journey to the vast land where my imagin...
Identical to how i lay in my bed .
Without any blinks , i have already taken off my journey to the vast land where my imagination blooms . Memoirs of the past disguise into shoots trying to bud ,attempting to develop. But i mercilessly chop them off forbidding them to prosper. This act has turned out to be much routine -based and repetitive that i no longer try to win against .Instead i wait. Wait till all these obnoxious thoughts get washed away , wait until my mind becomes the land of calm.
The clock with it ticking hands give an evidence of gradually maturing night .
With each decrease in sec until the night thrusts itself into dawn to get merged within , i decide to sleep.
I attempt to sleep .
I cover the lid of my eyes , hoping to get lost in nap's tight warm embrace. But every attempt of mine goes in vain and disappointment gets piled up. Anxiety rush towards me .Does it aim to ship me to the highest state of anxiety ?I wonder.
As if i am trying to sail across the vast ocean of angst ,those waves head forward with strong glare flaunting its high current of worrying thoughts only to submerge me.And at mere times like this , i succeed to float back to the surface from the deepest sink of the earth .But will they return? return with those mighty force as powerful enough to constrain me exerting the greatest deal of autonomy never letting go ? I can't be the subject of captivity.
Now i've made my mind.I need to sleep for i have had enough!
I don't have the slightest idea as when i will be blessed to pace in the land of nod, when the goddess of nap will be generous enough to hold me in her embrace,
But i try to sleep ,
i decide to sleep.
The sky which appeared as a strikingly blue canvas with subtle white imprints of the scattered clouds turned out to be somewhat dark ...
Urge, Urge inside me to wander, Wander to Never-land Never-land beyond those boundaries Boundaries that have so far constrained ...
this sudden drive to rove.
I get all worked up and explore my closet .
Throwing myself in what i feel like ,
have my tour set.
As per my expectation - a place of eternal spring
or turns out to be a storm of hail?
following those invisible trail.
"You are such a talker" This is what i got usually during my junior high days. Time changed by shattering , changing the dimen...
This is what i got usually during my junior high days.
Time changed by shattering , changing the dimensions and people claim so did i.Well , its obvious for it was then when i could express as i desired and interacted to a different level with my folks. And it is now where i can't utter words in front of people, especially the ones i meet for the very first time.The reason- being chained down in awkwardness followed by hyper consciousness prohibiting me to interface. Words emerge deep within but i tend to choke them back .And the words fail to fly out , never to reach out the other person.
Because of these ,people take me for someone either timid or proud overflowing with attitude. Once, i was supposed to meet a friend of mine who then brought his friend along. Since i didn't utter a word, he (friend's friend ) got all worked up pissing himself off to his face just because " i didn't utter a word " .This happens very once in a while and i have sort of gotten used as such.
But yesh ,on the brighter side, i do have a handful of people around me with whom i can be myself. I get all crazy flashing out all the words quitting THE worry about how they will take it.And among these comes a spicy , hot headed lady who puts me at ease every other time with an attempt to bring out the best of me.
For all your irritation and annoyance ,you will have to be by my side for the rest of your life and pay me up:P
And as far as the awkward silence which i am known creating for , i will make sure to deal with it in sometime .
Happy weekend guys ! : )
Hei guysssssssss!! How’ve u all been ? Hmph.. .I had a great time, splurging my time into fun poking stuffs and made an attemp...
Spring has finally made it long-awaited arrival scattering its enchanting colors all over .I see the colours around me , get mesme...
With my life acting as a canvas - i wish every signifying color to make its way and splash into the very canvas creating the ever panoramic art possible . As of now , i want to explore, explore the colors of life that i have been trying to avoid a face -off with . Now its time , time that i get in-carved with every bittersweet memories that comes along the lane.
And yes, i am ready :)
Hello mates ! How you all doing? These past couple of days were preety hectic . Astonishment , Denial , confusions and acce...
Too much of negatives- this is what i find myself dwelling in. As of now, i am...
Too much of negatives- this is what i find myself dwelling in. As of now, i am trying to
bid farewell to the pessimism i constrain myself in and am making a bold attempt to make a trip a
to the other corner of myself. It is then i realize there is still some brightness and hope oozing out ,
though this only covers the tiniest fraction of me , i reckon.
This very day , the sun tried to play hide and sneak with me behind those vast dense clouds,
clouds which appeared as if someone had brushed them off with white paint.Umm ...are happiness
the same ? Like the sun showered its rays on me and at times it would vanish away , do joys make
only a brief visit? I wonder.
Ah !! this bitter winter has shred all the leaves from these poor trees.
I can see them bare standing along the streets, the same trees that once flaunted the presence
of magnificent green leaves. But again , i become amused imagining how they are going to receive
their asset of greenery this spring . They would revive.
I guess this is how one tries to have optimism trying to find a reason of hope and holding onto
that even when the whole world resists against them, And when the world strikes against me ,
i want to mould myself- mould into the supple one to resist the disastrous hurricane, i wish :)
Ummmm Saturday !! Something missing though :/ As of now, i am trying to figure out if i am the only one who hangs onto memories? Yeah i kno...
As of now, i am trying to figure out if i am the only one who hangs onto memories? Yeah i know i need to move in life on my own , but then i am still taken back by stuffs, stuffs i am weak for.Whether its people or just a mere object :: i try to attach myself with it giving my best no to create a distance in between. Well i guess i need to work on things for i aware of the fact everything has its age and period . :)
I guess its suffi for now. Saturday stills doesn't seem to be the one it used to !
Well this is the first day here. I guess i will be around for the next decades or so :P Ummmm today was the day of excitement. T...
I guess i will be around for the next decades or so :P
Ummmm today was the day of excitement. The Daniel Radcliffe movie "Women In Black" Heated our blood like some scorching day in this bitter chilly winter. How ironic!! But the there seemed to be no show as we expected :(
But there's always a next time :D
And yeah , Life is beautiful :)