Life as it comes..

It was time for him to let go of her, of the soul who always came to his aid when he alone did suffer, he reminisced of how she entered his life as an answer to his prayer of how proud a dad he was,when he saw that she was no quitter but a trier she spelled joy to him when after a long day she came running into his big arms she weighed so light sitting on his broad shoulders of responsibility as they traveled through huge farms the adamant li'l girl,it was only to his words that she always had heeded, they bonded in the twilight of silence and spoke only when words were needed now he tried hard to make his tears go unnoticed but given his light blue eyes,they wouldnt let that happen, and so he sat there alone,digging old memories, making his feelings re open he regretted the days when he upset her by not answering her questions timely, he wished he could show her of all the days he stood there,caring silently he wondered if that tough outer shell was even worth it just be

She took the mighty pen in her delicate hands passing it between her fingers. Her eyes gazed upon the distant moon as her brain mills were working at lightning speed. In her unconscious state of mind she kept travelling the perimeter of her soft lips with the tip of her pen. It was hard for her to decide if words were to her, lust or love ? Chancing upon new ideas were orgasmic to her, while penning them down was pure joy. The smell of books aroused feelings in her than  a man with his body drowned in perfume. She was the girl unknown to the world,unnoticed by the world , unrecognized by people who only recognized that face given to her outer body. She was the mystery unsolved, the love child of ideas,letters,words and punctuation s .. a place where she belonged.

Should I take to praying ? Or embrace my inner demons ? should I try conceiving my inner peace, which is absent..? Or give voice to the anger rising in bright red fumes? Should I blindfold my eyes which have long stopped looking out for help ? Or give another chance to foresight which always was right in predicting my dark future? should I chase pavements in search of happiness? Or consider accepting glum as my destiny? Should I reflect on my failures and cry out ? or use the bigger picture  to fool myself out of it? Should I try making my own path on foreign grass? or keep wandering aimlessly in this known barren land ? Should I let my mask to do the talking for me ? or let my inner self hide me forever ? Should I force myself with happy thoughts? or let these frustrations engulf me ? Should I portray myself as great by trying to put up a brave front ? or go unnoticed comfortably by breaking down ? Should I try so hard to fit in ? or accept that I am a lonely outcast ??

Have you ever raised your head while travelling to see who your co-passenger on this journey is ? Have you ever taken a minute to smile at a stranger on the road instead ?? [I know its too much to ask for, in a place like India where the road is filled with harum-scarum s who would wait for that one smile from you to go overboard with you !!] Have you ever wondered why you meet certain people at certain points of your life and how it is that you were destined to meet them alone out of the zillion others in this world ?? Have you realized that each passer-by is living a life as vivid as yours, as or more complex and interesting as you think your life is ,surrounded by a set of people that were chosen only to be part of his life and not yours ! Have you realized that in spite of  it all you are still connected to each one in this planet through nested chains and stronger connections ,some invisible perhaps for future activation ? Have you understood the simple fact that at the end

Its the age of dating, one-night stands and what not all !! I read 12 year olds are depressed that they got dumped by their boyfriends/girlfriends ! I see bikinis in the kids section now . I mean don't li'l girls like wearing those frilly frocks with apples, flowers or teddy bears on it anymore ??  Well I guess even teddy bears are no longer cute ! ( what with Miley Cyrus losing her nuts, twerking and permanently damaging the very symbolism that teddy bears stood for in the classic story of ' Goldilocks ' ). Leaving even that apart , can somebody tell them that dresses and looks aren't what is going to define them later ! [And yes I cannot help but end my sentences in exclamations than full stops !] The newer breed of girls have lost the very elegance, grace and dignity which was once used to define my species . As coco chanel  quotes :" A girl should be two things -classy and fabulous . " And it saddens me more that day by day they are l

oh my li'l one mommy's youngest son, how i wish to see you again, how much ever i know that now your in a place far away from any pain.... music to us was to listen to your paw steps whether you moved around slowly or came running from the stairs, our happiness was linked to how fast your tail wagged you,my precious ,were the biggest prize that in our life we had bagged ! your kind of unconditional love ,not all can understand but few we are so lost in search of that love, bcause our whole world centered around you we now live in a world of blacks and whites ,devoid of any hue we wonder if you miss us there as much as we do..... sometimes we feel so desperate to hug you as tight as we can, tears flow in our eyes when we remember of the days ,where throughout the house, you ran we try consoling ourselves talking to the imaginary you our chests writhe in pain to think that we couldn't repay your love that will always remain due... now when we think of it

1804 - Morning we saw the exuberance of the sun and nights the calmness of the full moon for there was no electricity in my world then, to disturb the intensity of the moon's illuminance. I lived alone in a 5 sqmtr. shoddy house ,in my imaginative world , my art world on the look out for a new beauty to catch my attention .For then I would write flowing lines of poetry ,paint with such sensitiveness that I never knew resided in me . From morning to night I would sit watching through my window staring into emptiness and when a whiff of air made the curtains caress my face I almost surrendered to defeat. But that night was special for it was heavily raining and there was a strange luminous effect which made my windows appear foggy. There was some kind of chaos in my mind or maybe it was in my heart.I felt restless. And then for the first time I heard her anklets tinkle ... So melodious that I wanted to keep hearing it forever ,I could not see her ,only her silhouette

She was innocent and naive,meek and mild. She was just a bud of a girl waiting to bloom into a woman. She got down the bus along with other women who were on a mission- to attend nature's call. They were travelling from 4 hours without any stop in between and still had a long way to go and so the open field with bushes here and there, was the only worthy place the driver could think of when he felt the pressure of mahila shakti and their demands- a stop ! Few men too got down along with them but they didnt travel far in the field of shame and finished their business by road side. The rest of the men who sat back had their eyes sneaking behind the far ahead bushes & glued onto atleast 1 woman hoping to catch a feast for their eyes. The buxom middle aged ladies gave a damn to none and raised their fabric of honour without any shame and squatted while she struggled to find the right bush for herself. Each bush was too short or very thinly grown/transparent for her to tak

Well I'm watching this movie right now for the nth time and since I like it very much ,I just want to put it out in words !... for no reason or rhyme !(not caring if it'll go on to be a slobby piece of work either!) The movie as a whole is an ordinary chick flick which gets a rating of just 6/10 by IMDB standards, but sometimes this is just the movie I want to watch leaving behind those 10/10s !! It revolves around a girl who just cant say NO to anybody in her life and is therefore always taken an advantage of until she meets that 1 guy ,where even fighting with him happens to be the best thing in her life ! The 27 dresses are a representative of that and also of the goodwill that she has earned. I kind of relate to her character ..not because I'm sweet (well, people who know me definitely know that I'm not swweeett  ) but maybe because I've had people who are as sweet as her in my life and I've seen them go through some similar situations !   The guy in

This weekend was the most boring of all weekends but at the same time I enjoyed it too... How ? do you ask ?? Well I did what I am best at doing - S L E E P !! I spent almost my entire day sleeping and boy! what sweet heaven it is ! I remember dreaming multiple dreams and that's when I realized that ,be it Orgasms or dreams ,women are just pros when it comes to MULTI-tasking ! :) :) Sleep is like the ultimate solution to every problem in this world I feel .. Have a fight ? sleep .Have a head-ache ? sleep . Feeling bored ? sleep. Have nothing to do ? sleep. Feeling tired ? sleep. Want to relax ? sleep. Lot of assignments to do and dont know where to start from ? sleep !!! And the best part is that after you get up you are always feeling better and that is a guaranteed result . And so after reaping the awesome results of sleeping way too much (even to the point of feeling drugged !) ,my weekend ended with me going back to sleep in the night feeling like Waheeda Rehman and ho

I saw you that day sitting opposite me ,when I was sitting all alone ... I was lonely that day , feeling left out , feeling betrayed .......and you smiled a re-assuring smile at me. I don't know how but it worked on me .  I felt the warm vibes of your smile and the cold feeling in me was gone.    Today I'm back in the same place ..  I feel lonely , I feel cheated , I am scared ... Very scared of everything in the world ......  I want to cry out ... till my tears dry up .. I dont know who to believe .. I dont know whether I should be believing also or not . I am paranoid of coming out of my shell . I want to stay in my hiding . I am searching for you over here ... I wore the same shirt as that day so that you could recognize me . If you are near by , please come and sit opposite me ..                            If you are near by please share you smile with me ..................... P.S : till then this is the only song revolving in my head :   Laakh duniya ka

Butterflies , those colourful species of insects which exhibit utmost grace , stand synonym with freedom ,happiness and at the least are charming and pleasing to just look at. I have always liked butterflies because I somehow relate to it and to please me ,all these astrology books write that a girl with my zodiac replicates a butterfly's characteristic ! fancy huh ? ;) But agreeing by cliches i still find it true . I am the same way in person .. I belong to everybody and yet to nobody. I mingle , I talk with almost the entire world, I am the social butterfly yet I am happiest when alone. Each one who has met me have this perception that they know me truly or completely but only I can tell how wrong each one has understood me . Butterflies are supposed to be messengers of heaven. Whisper your wishes in their ears and they take it up to God , people would tell. They are brave for they can see a better future for themselves even when they are just caterpillars. They live fo

 It was just 35 days that i came out of my mother's cozy womb to see a huge world in front of me .I was just 35 days old when i was adopted by a family ,just 35 beautiful days with my mother and then I was separated from her.                                         The new world where I was taken to had all the love but it did not come from whom I expected it - my mother . They provided me soft blankets to sleep on but it wasn't as soft as my mom's fur under which I snuggled . They provided  me milk from a blue and white packet but it tasted so weird all of a sudden ! They pampered me n patted me but i missed how my mom licked my face and extra love was when she bit my ears . Today ,its been 8 years since i saw her and I still miss her .I don't know if she is even alive or how old she would have become. I am quite sure I'll never see her again but today I heard my sis wish our mom a happy mother's day and so I want to tell the same to my mom , wherever she

I learn I inspire I see I smile I flip I observe I want I dream I fly I fall I crawl I cry I seek I sway I lose I sleep I run I hide I hurt I beg I like I dislike I hear I relax I hope I listen I disguise I love I dance I discover I survive I laugh I pose I giggle I fake I snuggle I wriggle I scowl I bore I hate I promise I believe I wish I do I pity I pray I try I give I breathe I rhyme I curse I take I comfort I suffocate I want I tear I forgive I yearn I forget I humm I fight I fret I sweat I burn I think I write I say I lie I defend I regret I freeze I sneak I shout I know I conquer I live I ...............

In this fast paced world ,this is something we hear more than often -the "make or break situation" . From trying to get into a good college to landing good projects at a work place. In fact it all starts from a period before our birth ..from that 1 sperm out of many which battles its way into our 'making' !! But what saddens me is that we are so adapted to it that we are now capable of only the extremes . We just cannot handle the average or mediocre or simplicity in anything . We make it worse by applying the same rule to even relations . There is a beautiful old saying that is there to show us the difference in impacts of choosing the extremes : it says "If our nails grow long then we just cut the nails and not our entire finger or hand" . Why can't we act accordingly? If there are misunderstandings in a relation then we need to cut our ego and not the entire relation itself ! We are now becoming capable of being someone's best friend or th

As far as I know, I am a confused soul. My world is ruled by contradictions .The thoughts in my mind contradict the feelings in my heart and vice versa. The brave face I sometimes put up is to hide those fears in my heart and coldness I show out is to support certain decisions of the mind . So what is this contradiction ?? It arises when 2 events are proposed simultaneously but are opposite by nature i.e. they give out 2 conclusions on analysis ,both inverse of each other . If your heart says that " let destiny  play its part and you relax"  for which your mind says  " destiny  is the bridge that you build to what you want and so work your ass off !! " ,then you are in this classic contradicting situation ! After giving out my definition of contradiction ,I would go on to give solutions as to how we should deal it too , only if I myself knew it !                                                 I dont .......... Those tear drops of happiness

The already hot early morning of mid-summer April day was a usual day in Aman and Neha's life ,usual in the context of how both of them didn't expect anything unusual to happen on that day . The morning was fresh outside ,sunny and bursting with the zealous orange vibes but their home's beautiful french windows were curtained and the bread on the dining table had turned yellow and stale . Awkward and gloomy airs filled the room and the temperature despite their newly purchased air conditioner being switched on, matched with the temperature outside . The cream and brick-red painted walls of their apartment on the 11th floor ,had witnessed constant fights from few weeks. The 3-yr old wedding photograph of them ,which hung  in their bedroom and had them smiling together ,seemed a long gone and forgotten moment of their life. The night before also they had a heated argument on a trivial matter after which he rejected her cooking and she didn't feel like eating and they

                                              The sun rays fell on her glistening body as she lay tucked warm under her light floral printed blanket . She opened her eyes slowly to view strands of her own hair slightly blocking her vision and lightly swaying to the ceiling fan's passionate air . She rolled over to the other side even as her blanket tightened the grip around her and en-wrapped her . A moth which had entered the room chose to sit on her chiseled ankle . She left it fluttering as she touched it with her right toe . She continued the movement  as she slowly drew an invisible straight line on her smooth leg with the same toe ,upwards almost till her knee ... which ,in its own way was sensuous .... She said 'Morning' to herself in that slightly broken but irresistibly tempting and attractive voice which could turn on anybody  . As she moved those hair strands away from her face ,her fingers touched her skin so delicately and lovingly that no man could ever

Well HBO and Star Movies are obsessed with certain movies and one of them happens to be "Avatar" and so all its usual viewers have no other choice but to watch at least bits of it again and again as they wait for their favorite movie, which is to be aired right after it ! :P But recently when i watched this movie again ,I chanced to realize one thing - the similarities in the way of seeking attention ,to be heard and recognized . The story even if it was fictitious lay down many characteristics of the basic fabric of human nature which hold valid even for modern day . In it ,the protagonist Jake Sully , to regain the Na'vi's trust and to grab a chance to be heard by them , connects his mind to that of Toruk  , a dragon like predator feared and honoured by the Na'vi' group .He flies it to show that he is much more powerful and hence should be taken seriously . Isn't this exactly what all of us have been doing even to this day ??  A guy

Have you ever tried this ??    If not then I want you to do it now ... the only side effect is maybe you would have ended up spending few minutes on yourself ........... This may be crazy but I am just going to write numerous WHAT , WHY and HOW's down here and I want you to try the corollary , try to find a question for each of them instead of answers for a question .... It may start with real silly questions like - WHAT did I eat just now ? , WHY did I wake up so early today even though I knew its a Sunday ?! , HOW come there are no good TV shows today ??... As you frame a question inside your mind you realize that the mind itself has another mind which automatically generates answers to it too !! And within few questions you find yourself turning philosophical and seeing the world through a whole new different perspective !! WHAT if the earth stopped rotating all of a sudden ?? WHY did I give up my dreams and hope so easily ?? HOW is it that you get tears in your eyes

"One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a cheshire cat in a tree . 'which road do i take?' she asked . 'where do you want to go?' was his response . 'I dont know',Alice answered . 'Then' ,said the cat , 'It doesn't matter ...." I travel by the same route everyday to my stop and from there board a bus to my college, which again travels on the same discovered path . While riding till my stop, I always think on how similar our life is to a road trip !! We keep treading straight ahead , not taking a moment to try out a different path or make a new one ! Travelling on the recently finished tar road makes it so easy for us to ride and that gives so much joy and excitement just like how completing certain milestones of our life gives us the proud feeling and excitement to do more how much ever easy the task was! It makes us increase our speedometer's scale of achievement and there is nobody to stop us ..........We feel o

Window seats ! My childhood was spent on fighting for window seats from my brother,cousins, friends and anybody else who came in between me and the window seat . It was a mysterious kind of lust that I had for it which slowly turned to love ... a downside-up change in the feeling-process I would say ... Somehow whenever I sat by the window I could clearly see the bigger picture - outside the window as well as inside my mind . It showed me how my views framed a perspective for a given situation and how sometimes I had to peep out of it to get my answers . When sometimes I was too burdened and repeated talks of it from people nearby only added on to it ,the window seat took my hand and showed me the outside world ... It showed me greater sufferings and at that point I had attained my momentary nirvana .... From how I see it , the window seat is only too fair , for some days it allows dust to form a daze around you and then one day it just allows the rain drops on your face to clear it

As I was loitering in the internet world, I happened to come across this post written by a certain Mr. Marc who had collected several stories that were submitted by visitors and subscribers to one of the websites he managed. Here I am just presenting to you 20 of them which actually managed to put a smile on my face :) #1.  Today, I walked up to the door of my office (I’m a florist) at 7 AM to find a uniformed Army soldier standing out front waiting. He was on his way to the airport to go to Afghanistan for a year. He said, “I usually bring home a bouquet of flowers for my wife every Friday and I don’t want to let her down when I’m away.” He then placed an order for 52 Friday afternoon deliveries of flowers to his wife’s office and asked me to schedule one for each week until he returns. I gave him a 50% discount because it made my day to see something so sweet.  #2.  Today, I told my 18 year old grandson that nobody asked me to prom when I was in high school, so I didn’t atten