Tears

She felt the pain and cried,

Tears rolled down her eyes.

But it was worth, not in vain;

For the life she has given,

To the little daughter lying beside

For a beautiful tomorrow.

The smile on the face replied,

Not every tear is meant for sorrow.

Uhhhh

"Hey, let's go for the boating in the lake."

"Okay my dear, as you wish."

While boating;

"You know what, you have told me that you would propose me in front of everyone. Please do it today....."

"Okay okay, I try.....        

Like, There is huge amount of water in this lake and it is impossible to count the number of water drops in this lake, similarly it is impossible to measure my love for you."

I started smiling like an idiot thinking "How innocent and real your love is that you can't even fake it with an artificial dialogue.How pure is your confession, just like you."

“O my dear, missing me is allowed;

But not those tears from your eyes. J

I don’t promise you the Moon & stars;

Just beautiful moments till the time flies... <3

Nowhere but somewhere

Yes, this happens when my pen breaks down in the way,
Not legally, but an opportunity to think out of the mind.
May be this world doesn't allow me to sync;
With the new delusion that I have created around.
And if I try to go beyond it,
It pushes me forward to see the same scenario again.
This lifelong puzzle take me through the recursion;
Of a limitless bound.
It sometimes makes me clueless;
Where I am heading towards.

If Only

If only I had waited the Sun to be the brightest;
There would have not been such a beautiful night.

If only I had thought of the Universe,
I would not have got the galaxies.

The sparkling eyes of yours,
Bring me more close to you;
Every time I see you,
through the small spaces,
among the several heads.

That smile makes me forget all the anger,
Which I always have being ignored by you.
And the eyelashes like speaking to me innocently,
Asking me out for a date every time you see me.
I know the world doesn't permit you,
To be by my side;
Still every time when you attempt,
To be a bit closer to me,
I feel I am blessed.

I waited for you so long,
That even the eyes envied,
Of not thinking about themselves,
When I think of yours.

#Big_Things

May be this is the night,
Where comes millions of thoughts;
And strike with the mountains of the brain;
Struggle, which tells us the way to revive,
Where you can shower your best possible regime.

Not for flaunting it to the others,
But to grow yourself to the best.
Not all people are made to be succeed.

Not everyone plays the role of an emperor,
Some may win, some may lose.

The race is not to achieve something.
It's about how long you stay after the downfall.

Voice Of Pain

Was writing the day and the dawn;
God knows what was there beyond.
If ever I had seen the future besides;
Wouldn't have gone through the screamy light.
It urges me to go backward;
To leave the sea shore before the miles.
I cry and cry deep inside;
But the voice doesn't get the path.
To travel the bushy headlights.
Neither could I have controlled the way;
The things that came down to me,
There is a sigh in the voice behind;
Like a murmuring little creature;
Is suffering through the pain inside.

Waiting for the Sun..

THE DIAMOND DAYS..

He was just 2 and I was 4;
One side covered by him
While the other was mine.
Possessive for the mother's lap
It was a great time.

Holding his hands,
Escaping from little pebbles;
We used to head towards
The unknown directions.

Scolding him for the pleasure;
Like the teacher scolds in schools;
Was my favorite crime;
But it had rolled the tears
From his eyes sometimes.

The innocent discussions
And the fictional wishes.
Wish we could go back
To live them today.

Being an elder, I always ordered
And he was the one to obey.
I thought of him as a little baby
And he was the one to enjoy.

How the time flies;
No one can measure.
Now we both are grown up
Beating the time of life.

But the scene just got reversed.
Now he is elder to me;
In experience and earning also.
But when it comes to teasing;
He is just 4 and I am only 2...

QUOTES

THE ETHICAL HERALD..

I am not poured out still
                                The aroma of thy inclination

Uplifts the frozen segments

                                And congregates them all.

Stimulating the affection 

                               That one needs, is very pure;
To my heart, and my soul;
                                Emanates from thy efficacy,
Sometimes makes me spellbound;
                                Is a reason of my ecstasy.
The myths were unveiled;
                                Startled by thy courtesy.
Single wish from the Almighty;
                                Is to be with 'the' soul forever;
That enlightened my heart
                                 And every part of the nerve.
Want to make it the best part,
                                 Ever gifted by the Lord's grace.
                                
                                

THE SMALL TEMPEST..

A cubical structure lying above the head,
Stops the physical attempts to reach beyond.
He blames me of being possessed;
Regardless of the awareness of facts.

It's not a hindrance, it's a stereotype,
That is made by the people going through.
I always laugh and explain him;
Don't be so downhearted dear.

Things are going to be easy with the time,
The criticizing lips will get sealed.
The only thing we need to do;
Is to be placid amidst the storms.

Whenever there happens an off-centre live show;
The audience gets troubled of the unpredictable outcomes.
This vivacious welcome we must accept;
For the "Growing trees" are the most perturbed ones.

 

WELL, IT'S ALRIGHT...

Thought of another note;
Just another poem or another quote.
But what should I write?
The morality or the magic beneath;
The eyes of the scrupulous beside.
The rain or the rainbow;
The colors of the rejoice.
The sermon or the words;
Uttered by the last voice.
Although I haven't read them;
But think of preaching like an unalloyed.
What if I say, I do hate reading.
And wish to have a blind horse ride.
Nothing is there but the reins;
Steering the random things
That come to my mind.
What if I say, I am little crazy,
For the very desires;
I have put up around.
Well, I think it's alright...

BEYOND THE EXTREMES...

Attired in the gown of aroma designed by the florets,
Heading toward the journey far from the sea.
The stars are just the bridging stones;
The neighbours of the Earth being her friend,
Showing the path to the beautiful destination.
No she is alone ever but a little companion;
The pale bright sphere is holding the hands,
"Yes, I am the friend of the night but 
here I am with you for the whole life",
the pale sphere's promise reassessed.
Warm welcome provided by the host;
The alluring white spiral oceans of light.
And the journey was a marvellous experience;
Created beyond the unexpected highlights.
Who says "If the shoe fits, wear it"?
Instead "If it doesn't, make the one that fits".

 

YES, IT HAPPENS...a sweet convo

Listening to her is the most beautiful job ever. Reverting to the old days of our communication.... like an everlasting dream I have.

                     "We must have a factory of chocolates naa... and I will keep on having them the whole day. Omg, it would be great fun. :) What if we were birds and sit on the trees, fly in the sky...I don't allow you to sit beside me. You wouldn't have pushed me down from the tree na :( .... Don't you dare to challenge me OK na...You know what, I am a shameless person, I would start dancing here only."......always in a hyper excited mode she is! Walking beside me holding the hands.

                    "You know what, I don't even think once before revealing something to you. And you always respond like a little child with keen interest. Why don't you say anything if you don't like those stuffs? Sorry if I said anything wrong..", ...she murmured in a low tone.

                      "What happened? Say something please....", ...in a vivacious tone.

                    "God, don't wanna leave this hand ever. This is my one and only wish...", seeking for the reply from the sky I said to the Almighty.

                      Still looking at my face astonishingly...

                           

                           

ISSUES OF LIFE..

Among the several issues, he had to select the one. It was like selecting a less bad thing among the bad ones. But the irony was that according to the official orders, the person choosing the toughest issue will be promoted and paid more. Not only selecting was a task but they also had to accomplish it within the deadline.

          Everyone was afraid of this new thread. There was a risk, in fact a high probability of getting failed. The heart goes for the toughest thing while the brain denies. "What if I take risk? And yes, this month I am already in a great need of money. The loans, family needs....hell lot of work. But would I be able to accomplish it? What if I couldn't and Boss demoted me? I would be insulted before all colleagues", he murmured.

             After convincing himself he went to the boss. "Sir, I have thought a lot and now I believe that I must take this toughest issue and work on it. I think that I would be able to resolve it as soon as possible", these were his words before his Sir.

              "Man, you are not new in this branch. Over 3 years, you have worked here and moreover on such type of issues only. The toughest issue has already been taken by a newly recruited person. So you are late.And yes, I must tell you that the special issue which I declared as "the toughest" was not the toughest actually. It was one of the most simple issue among all. So, first try to trust on your own potential and if you get an opportunity then grab it as soon as possible. Because it doesn't come with a "Pause" option.

            

              

The one..

The day will come...

The day will come.
For you to show yourself,
The burning desires in your heart
Will come out of it by itself,
When you will stop impressing peoples,
When you will know your real worth,
When you will know that you have lost yourself for others.
And those 'Others' not being worried about you.
When you will know that you have been hurt for being 'nicest' to the people who don't even deserve it.
And that day, you won't need to push yourself toward your AIM or GOAL,
Your brain will decide everything that day.
It will be the last day of your worries.
And that day you will come to know that being yourself is the nicest thing ever. 

परिंदे नहीं हम जो सिमट जायें उड़ान तक ,
हौंसले हैं बुलंद हमारे इस आसमान तक ।

Blessings..

Come and see
The miracle in the eyes
Of the person
u helped once.

The glittering eyes
are still gazing 
at you.

Not for
the another favor 
but for the 
blessings he has
for you
from the core
of his heart.

Stay blessed...

Hold Your Head High..

Oh Girl!
Count on the days, count on the nights,
The beautiful flowers and the sunlight.

The pages of the diary and the pale Moon,
The reflection of the light on your brown eyes.

Count on the leaves, and the gentle breeze;
Which touches your soul and hypnotize.

The water of the river, and the soft music;
The old friend who made you smile.

The stories of the fairies flying high,
Hangouts with your buddies at night.

Count on your dreams and your potential,
Count on your parents who grew you up right.

Count on the desires which reside in heart;
The thinking of doing good to others beside.

Count on your self respect and your attitude;
For it is here to make you feel pride.
 

 








 

An eternal bliss..FORGIVENESS

       And I was counting the number of months when his text showing "days,hours & minutes" was received by me. 

        "You could have been more humble to me, what if I always get angry? You know very well that I am short tempered, you could have understood me. But no, you want to invite an illogical argument with loads of insensible issues", I was murmuring to myself.

           There was no one to listen to me and generally I always end up hiding such issues from everyone. Reacting as if nothing has happened to me while my brain was loaded with a disastrous storm, I was quiet outside. 

          Some of the peoples may dislike music but the fact is that some songs and lyrics are best suited at many points in our life. So I was also going through 'the best suited lyrics' with my situation. Heart was not allowing the mind to be engaged with some other work. How can I be happy while hurting others? The rule of my life of never thinking of taking revenge was being broken by myself. What if someone has hurt me a lot, I should not be the same person. Well, let it go.

         As obvious, mind was somewhere else. I started reading some articles. Again the same scenario, some of the lines relating to the storm of the mind. I ended up with falling tears. 

         Realizing my fault, I thought that it's never too late to have a new start. Time may change the people but the memories don't fade up. We can always have a new hope even when it's the darkest phase. 
         So, cheer up, show your feelings, stay alive and be happy :) & yup, never forget to FORGIVE.