Saturday, 24 September 2016

Lights...

Kasey was crying aloud.
Face red, eyes swollen, lips parted giving a tiny hint of her new born teeth. The whole house was in turmoil. Startled everybody looked on without a pinch of a hint.

Her tired eyes were searching for her mom.

“ They are gone mom....they are gone...the stars” she said pointing her fingers out of the window
“Why worry dear...when they can be right here”, she said and switched on the lights.

Kasey jumped into her arms with a big smile.


“ Never worry sweet heart...how dark the night may seem there’s always light waiting to get unveiled”






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Friday, 23 September 2016

Unnamed....

He : Hey....long time. How have you been?
She : Good...
He: Really...
She: You think I will speak up like a little girl at this age...
He: Age...what’s your age now?
She: Oh...you don’t know! I guess we passed out almost at the same time...
He: Ok...so we both are mostly of the same age and i don’t think i am old...he says with a giggle
She:Honestly even i don’t think I am old too but we aren’t teenagers anymore
He: I agree... I agree...but where’s the harm in trying to be again...ha ha ha
She: Shut up...idiot...we can’t do this again...life has shown us enough realities to believe in it’s illusions anymore.
He: Realities have never asked us to quit believing in illusions, you remember the old saying of our school days...the more we believe the more we achieve
She: Of course i do...it was to believe in dreams not on imaginary illusions
He: And what dreams are made of....
She: Oh ...I have never won an argument with you..nor do I intend to...just let it go
He: It’s not about winning the argument but.....
She: But... what ?
He: I don’t know....
She: I know...
He: What ?
She: Few things are better left unsaid....
He: Hmmm
She: I guess we are old enough to stop running from each other...it’s not always required that everything that happens in our life gets a legitimate name...there are thousand and one feelings that we can not describe nor can we define but we still love them the way they are....so just let it be...the way it is coz there exists fine lines between relationships named and unnamed.





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Friday, 5 August 2016

A Life To Live

He : How easy we takes things. And sometimes how we complicate them...
She: Really...how ?
He: The way as someone’s or something’s  presence doesn’t even matter for us and at times it becomes the vital link for our existence.
She: Can something that had no importance at all become so special in a moment ?
He: Not in a moment....in a flash
She: Oh...wow ! nothing like that has ever happened with me.
He: Ya.... as you haven’t yet arrived at that moment....it’s still waiting for you
She: Has it happened with you yet?
He: Of course....
She: How ?
He: You see this....
She: What ?
He: This window...
She: Yes...it’s just a window.
He : For you. Not for me. Well though there was a time even it was just a window for me. With white grills slanting towards one side. The paint on the panes was not my liking though today it’s the colour that I love most...indigo painting my world blue.
Then things changed...
Yes in a flash..when I was restricted....to this bed. Left in the company of my senses . My ears that could hear the chatter, the tinkle, the horns, the rustle, the claps, the laughter. My eyes that could see the light blue fading into a darker shade, slowly the orange taking over turning the blanket black. My face drenched with drops wetting my lids with water that flows from the outer as well as the inner world. Even I didn't believe till I faced the very moment right in my eyes and realized this is not just an window but an entire life to live.








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Sunday, 24 April 2016

Trees

They all came to be with me.
They value me as I value them.
In hot summer or heavy rains they run for shelter, hearing my name.
They tell the world that I am unique.
I need to be saved I need to cared.
Without me they have no existence.
But they forget these the very moment it's needed.
Development turns them blind.
They feel it's a waste to plant me over their valuable land.
But,
they can never deny from my being is their being.







Stumble

Stumble,
You must to move on,
Struggle
You must to hold on,
Shine,
You must to brighten up the sky,
Tie up your boots and get ready to fly.



Thursday, 21 April 2016

Roots

I was petrified that night. Scared absolutely to the core. My entire existence was shaken up from the very bottom and I had no idea how to overcome that.
I was at a juncture where I couldn't share this with anyone, not a single soul. I felt it's over for me. Totally. I had nowhere to go and nobody to turn on. How was I going to face it? That was the only question I had in my mind.
The sound of the storm passing by rings in my ears till date. It was on of the most devastating ones of the last decade And I was sure it was the invitation for the dead end.
Surprisingly it was not. There were survivors. And I was one among them. Moving on with time. Overcoming few more. The sound of the passing by wind still scares the shit out of me. But I learnt how to keep my roots strong.



Wednesday, 20 April 2016

Quotes

Today no stories, no poetry, no dialogues....I would just  like to share some of my fab quotes with you. The Queen of my posts :)


















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Pain

A: It was painful....I guess
B: Yes ...much more

A:Then  how did you endure it ? I mean what gave you strength
B: The believe that it’s going to be soon over

A: And your good times will start
B: Hmmm

A: Sometimes I really don’t get it how can someone bear so much pain
B: if a tiny ship can be propelled ahead in a mighty storm, then why can’t we.





Tuesday, 19 April 2016

Owl

Arvind : "I used to speak a lot earlier"
Sikha:    "And then what happened, you changed" 

Arvind:  "No I observed more, spoke less" 
Sikha:    "And it helped you"

Arvind : "Yes, I learnt more"
Sikha:    "How"

"It turned me into an owl" Arvind said finally with a blink in his eye and a curve on his lips.



Monday, 18 April 2016

Name

What's in a name,
They say,
just like another game,
they say,
you or me,
does that matter,
it's all over,
and scattered,
may start with a or n,
they say what's in a name,
it's your identity,
it's only your's,
but what to do when someone,
else's shares,
it may be good,
it may be bad,
you may like it,
you may be sad,
it's true,
what they say,
coz
it's not in your name




Friday, 15 April 2016

Must

“Are you sure about this?”
“ Don’t you think it’s too early for such a step. It’s not an easy world out there, they would thrash you  to the ground, one small mistake and it’s over.”


“This is what most of us hear just before taking a bold step coz the world never wants us to take it.“ 

“But remember the world also thrives on bold steps, so if you can, then you must” said my professor and ended his last lecture with a thunderous applause .




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Thursday, 14 April 2016

Lost

Have you lost your mind, Arunab said in a high pitched tone. 
His face frowning red as if a volcano was just about to get burst. He was surprised, irritated, agitated as well as furious at the same time, rather he wasn’t able to comprehend what exactly he was feeling.


But Geeti was calm,completely calm, as if nothing had happened. 
And in soft, stable but confident tone she replied “ No”.....”I just found it”




Wednesday, 13 April 2016

Know

A: Do you know?
B: What?
A: How to do this?
B: No
A: Then how did you even think...
B: Think what?
A: That you can...
B: Yes I did think...
A: Without even an ounce of knowledge !
B: Yes, without even an ounce
A: That’s laughable....
B: It may be for you, but not for me coz at least I know that I can and I will learn it soon.






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Tuesday, 12 April 2016

Jasmine

I hung on for a glimpse of her. Fresh, subtle, soothing dabbed with dew she arrived everyday just before I got ready for school. 

Neither the morning breakfast nor did granny’s scoldings could dissuade me from leaping over the balcony.

Today when I look back and remember those days, I laugh at myself.

Still she ties me with her even today and  I fall over again, for my beloved Jasmine.



Monday, 11 April 2016

Image

A: “I just want to get out of this”
B: “Why?”
A: “Because it’s too much to handle now”
B: “What?”
A: “The pressure....it’s  building up”
B: “How?”
A: “Expectations...you know ...it has no end”
B: “But you can avert them”
A: “How?”
B: “By simple modifications”
A: “In what?”
B: “In your image”
A: “Why?”
B: “Coz that’s gonna get you out of this”







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Saturday, 9 April 2016

Height

I wasn’t that tall, you know...I mean I have never been considered to be tall.

Well, I wasn’t mocked around much but a sense of displeasure did persist among my family members for not matching up with their genes. Most of them were considered to be the blessed ones and yes they never forgot to sympathize with me. 
But that made me more vulnerable till I joined civil engineering at one of the premier institutes of the state and successfully escaped their clutches.


Today, when I was being awarded for designing the tallest dam of the state, nobody just forgot to take pride of their genes.







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Friday, 8 April 2016

Gamble

X : “Don’t think it’s just a gamble ?”
Y: “Gamble....of what ?”
X:“Well....of everything”
Y: “Be specific”
X: “Specific about what?”                                                       
Y;“About what you are trying to say”
X: “I was just....trying to....”
Y:“Trying what....?”
X: “To say that...”
Y: “Yes....”
X: “That ....it is...
Y: “It is....”
X: “Gamble...”
Y: “Exactly...it’s gamble”
X: “Everything is then a....”
Y: “Yes...everything is a.....”

X: “Gamble!”








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Thursday, 7 April 2016

Floor

It wasn’t a big one nor was it small,
But ,
It was perfect according to her.
It behold within itself her wishes, her demands,
The decoration wasn’t grand just adorned in marigold garlands.
They may ask why,
What is the need,
Shouldn’t you be happy, here instead,
Always there aren’t justifications,
Neither there can be logic,
Coz everyone won’t understand that dreams have the power of magic,
And here it was her dream,
A long awaited one,
That may not get a 9 out of 10 in score,
But ,
It was her new home,
On the third floor.




Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Emerge

“Many a times, things in life seem so complicated that we aren’t able to arrive at a conclusion”. This was going on inside Isha’s mind over and over again.

The bustling coffee shop added more to the complexity,.
“Is there a single peaceful place left in this world?” she thought and that’s when a guy walked in adorning a dark green tee inscribed “I can stay away from you but can’t stay away from you”.

Right then and right there emerged a solution out of all confusions.








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Tuesday, 5 April 2016

Darkness

The night was dark and so was the mind,filled with murkiness vibrating gloom.
They say it’s the darkest before the sunshine.Yet it has been years since darkness engulfed Asmit’s life and there has been no signs of approaching sunshine.

Yesterday was the worst, when the owner dashed the vessel on the floor, it wasn’t just his skin that got charred but also his heart that burnt the very moment.

But yes, whatever they say is true as after few glasses, the crook had as usual forgotten the keys and though not for the first time but sunshine did knock at Asmit’s door.






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Monday, 4 April 2016

Chameleon

                                                                   
She was silent, taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
People who seemed to be her friends turned foes overnight. 

All her hard work would have gone in vain if it wasn’t for the honest assistant who had saved all her work in a separate file.                            

 “There’s no point lamenting dear “ said her senior, coz that’s how the world is.   


 It’s not dangerous to be with known serpents but to be among chameleons camouflaged as friends.






Saturday, 2 April 2016

Bye....


                                                            

“I am safe. Do not worry. Take care dear. Bye” he had messaged the same morning after  the twin attacks.

Happiness embraced me the very moment when he declared his project is soon going to be over by next month. 
Our four month old chuckled in joy as if waiting to hug his daddy dear for the first time.

The news channels kept on roaring about the twin blasts engulfing the city with smoke.  

And I wondered about those who never got the chance to bid even goodbye.






Friday, 1 April 2016

Absence...


Samresh, Siraj, Swati, Shameena....Shameena ...The teacher called and raised up his face from the attendance register for a quick glance of the fourth row and regained his posture for completing his task again.

It was the seventh day of Shameena’s absence.     
And seventh since the riots.

Drops of fear settled on Maitree’s forehead though a small hope popped up  it’s head signaling the absence of her best friend temporary and saying that only Shameena not Swati is going to fill that place again.

“Present Sir” ringed a voice from the door, the entire class turned their heads to one side, to the side that stumbles through every obstacle, through every barrier, through every impediment and stands strongly on faith, the faith that is for nothing else but to build up a bright future for one self.






My first post for the A-Z Challenge 2016.
This will be my third consecutive year at A-Z Challenge. My fab blogging event ever. Hope you like my posts.
Wishing another busy month of April to all our blogger friends. Enjoy :)

Friday, 1 January 2016

Breaking the Logjam

The last post i had written was about four months back. And I know it's an awful thing to do. Though everyday I itched to get back to writing , somehow it wasn't becoming possible a sometimes as docs work life gets really demading. I used to curse myself for not being able to do that. For not visiting my fab blogger's posts nor penning down one myself. But today I decided to do so. Finally to break the logjam.
Writing has been and will always be that special part which can not be replaced by anything else, just anything. Though I have read quite a few good books, atleast that's a compensation.
The year 2015 had been a year of learning for me. Learning new skills, having new experiences, understanding life a bit more, trying a bit harder every time I fail and realising that there's nothing that can replace hard work. It has been a year of achievements as well as dissapointments.
I set foot on few things and withdrew from few. Have seen a side I never thought I would. But yes it has been a great year of Learning. That I can say for sure.
How much people try to show us how messed up or complicated or tricky Life is right now, it's always upto us how we take it. How we handle situations. How we never give up. How we get along with deviations or distractions and still stand by our beliefs.
This year has sprinkled moments of wisdom. That made me realise.............

* Patience is the key to most of the locks in this world.
* Situations aren't as complicated as they seem to be
* Never stop believing in yourself.
* Think before you speak              and most importantly
* Take care of everyone but never ignore yourself :)

Hoping to get back to blogging with this post. Welcome 2016 :)





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