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Thursday, April 19, 2012

You


If you are the moon,
Then let me be the leaf ready to dance under the shade of your light.

If you are a cloud,
Then let me be the barren earth waiting for your downpour.

If you are a flower,
Then let me be the tiny dew on your beautiful petals.

If you are the fire,
Then let me be the wax melting for you.

If you are the wind,
Then let me be the speck of sand flying along with you.

If you are the soul,
Then let me be the body.

If you are the master,
Then let me be your slave.

If you are my mentor,
Then let me be your pupil.

If you are the god,
Then let me be your seeker.

If it is you,
Then let it be me.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Forgetfulness


Life Death
Love Hatred
Success Failure
Hope Rejection
Happiness Sadness
Knowledge
Fun Dejection
Time Laughter
You Me

Well, you all might be thinking why I am writing these words. I am writing them, because I forgot what they meant to me in these 3 months. I unlearnt everything related to them in these 3 months. Whatever I presumed about them, all went wrong today. Whatever I showed to the world regarding these words, they were either totally wrong and  I became a good actor or I was right in all those days, and I am getting it wrong now.

I forgot what is love ,
for me it turned out to be a 4 letter word to be repeated time and again to prove my love for my “loved” ones.

I forgot what is hatred ,
For me it was another 4 letter word to be used for nobody.

I forgot what is happiness ,
For me it was just a passing by emotion aroused only upon the success of my undertaken assignments.

I forgot what is laughter ,
For me it was another long passing by emotion aroused by force.

I forgot what is sadness ,
For me it was the most frequently visited site of emotion field.

I forgot what is rejection,
For me It was just a way of showing “you are not fit”

I forgot what is hope ,
For me, it was yet another emotion which was rarely visited because nobody was eager to show it to me.

I forgot what is success ,
For me, it was somebody else’s failure,
For me it was my triumph over somebody.

I forgot what  is failure ,
For me, it was the best friend I could get.
For me, it was the underachievement of my petty goals of life.

I forgot what  is time ,
For me it was the sun rising and the sun setting.

I forgot what is fun ,
Once again, it was nothing but artificial

I forgot what is dejection, 
For me, it was just a way of showing others that “my life isn’t perfect as yours”

I forgot what is knowledge ,
For me, it was a way of scoring scores, and in turn making money.

I forgot who you are,
For me, you were yet another human

I forgot who I am,
For me, I was just a machine.

I forgot what is life ,
Because I stopped living it.

I forgot what is death ,
Because I was the living dead.

I forgot everything, but today somebody made me remember all.




Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Love... only true love...


She woke up with a start, outside it was still dark, the clock was showing 4:00 AM. It was very early morning and he came in her dreams, well, that was the reason why she wake up so early.


Now the rest of the "morning", she spent tossing in her bed, dreaming with open eyes. The D-day was nearing. He always remained in her thoughts, 24*7. She couldn’t share her feelings with anybody, as doing so; she might be eating her own words. Her proposal was still pending, but the proposal will be proposed in a matter of few days and she will be relieved of the burden of acceptance or rejection. She couldn’t concentrate on anything, her thoughts drifted towards him. It was like he was the only reason for her to be alive. She was like a zombie, reacting to nothing but him. People might say, it is just a mere infatuation but she knows, it is not infatuation but true love.
Call it destiny or fate or anything, she was to travel to his place. Her D day was round the corner and the moment seemed to be God-sent. God has proposed, now it is her turn to be present her proposal.


She called him, asked him to meet her at a place. He agreed. She met him, she blurted out- “I think I love you!” and cried. He took her beautiful face in his hands, kissed her on her forehead and said- “I know, and I love you too”. Controlling her tears, she asked him- “Why didn’t you tell me?” for this he said- “How could I? I was afraid of rejection. I couldn’t live without seeing your beautiful ever smiling face and the face which glows after seeing me.” God had answered her prayers, her valentine’s day turned out to be very special.


The moment, she waited for it her whole life and here it was lying as simple as possible. Suddenly the whole world looked beautiful to them. Their laughter was ringing in all 4 directions. Her eyes, her laughter looked more beautiful to him and his short hair, his strong hands felt softer than feather for her.


Hands in hands, they walked, enjoying the beauty of the nature as well as their newfound relationship by the seaside. They did not feared the world because the world has nothing to do with their lives, it is just a place where they live physically. 

A new life has just begun for them, their season of love has just started. Now they are one, merged into each other, a single soul with 2 bodies. 


She returned home, she has to but he lives in her heart forever, now she has no fears because for all her fears he is there to give her a shoulder,to protect her. 
She told her love, but it is ironic that she couldn't tell this to others. Has she lost her courage? no, she just couldn't share it, she can't express it. Therefore she wrote it here for the world to know, how she loves him. 

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Well, here i am... with my post valentine's  valentine special. This is my story with a twist. The whole day i spent getting frustrated about how to tell you all, i took up the courage and wrote it here. 

Photo Courtesy:- Concepts by D Jo (Pree)
Thanks mann!! it indeed adds matter to my story.