Unspoken Unexpressed Ramblings Of The Mind....Get Their Satiated Feel On A Nib Of It's Kind....Touching the Soul And Reaching Heart's Core....Far From Delusive Gleams And Unwanted Clamor....
Saturday, 30 April 2016
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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