Saturday, 29 June 2013

The Touch Of A Hand

She took her hand assured her that she is the strongest and told her,

"I am here to help you to exterminate the darkness that is amassing in our lives
and to ahead towards the brightness of knowledge.
Have faith in yourself.
You are no Less than anyone else.
Allah has descended you for a reason.
Hold each others hands and feel the strongest.
We'll together walk to those mountains of bravery
and change the surroundings with the seasons.
I  am no God but a simple person like you all
who'll walk with you on the dark path with a torch 
Don't fear. You are brave because you are unique
and you are YOU!"

Meantime she asked her, "Who are you?"
And she replied, "I AM MALALA."

A POEM WORTH READING....




Last night was disturbing.
I cried for no reason,
and I smiled for no reason.
Searching my stuff,
Something happened to catch my eye.

It was a poem written by me,
Sometime back
When i lived in my own thoughts,
deceived by many and deceived
by my own thoughts.

That poem was something,
It contained a bunch of memories,
Nothing was lacking, there was everything,
But what lacked was the time,
Of those pretty memories.

I read that poem again and again,
It felt nicer,so much
That i could feel the drops of rain,
That weren't even falling.
But it seemed as if gradually they poured,
Giving me relief.
But then again vanishing,
Leaving no trace of themselves.

Sensing the power of that poem on me,
I stopped abruptly.
I could see myself getting closer,
To that lost time,
But somewhere i knew
That it would give me nothing.
Only a state that would make life stygian.
And it would take everything,
Everything that enliven my life.

I slowly flitted away ,
Away from bijou of those memories.
And yes, it had left me nothing
Just me in my deep thoughts
With a wish, a chance
That wasn't worth asking for.

To recuperate from it would be hard,
A fact i knew very well.
I passed on thinking that,
That time was like a nova,
Which became brighter for sometime
But then nowhere was to be seen.

Now i think,
A little courage and a little effort,
Would have made everything perfect.

But why am I thinking all this.
I knew what I had done was right.
Staying silent was all I had done,
And I hope it will serve me best.

I decided to sleep
This is the one thing which is difficult to get,
When lies behind you is a night full of forlorn.
That feat I soon achieved that night,
It was difficult but I tried every bit.

Slept I soon was.
Even the dreams were disturbing
I perfectly remember, almost intact
There was a sea, overflowing with waves
A place abandoned long ago
And would remain so,
For centuries more.
This is what I made out of that dream.

I woke up.....
Morning was sweet, mesmerizing
Not akin to any other dawn.
The breeze was gentle,
Soothing last night reveries.
That day the leaves taught me,
The butterflies did the same,
Even the flowers did not remain behind,
Nobody left any stone unturned,
Then how would have I left?

In the water crystal clear
I saw my face , it was refulgent
Last night was gone and with it
Everything was forgotten.

I was back, I realized
No nightmare can halter me,
Nothing can ever shatter me,
No memories can weaken me,
Because I believe,
"I am so strong, you see."







Are you my best friend or something more??

We met as complete strangers
No hello.. no hi..simply ignored each other
But as the time passed,we got to know about each other
so much that we became friends... or ..best friends.

When we sat together, we got lost in our own world ,which was on the other planet
We smiled...giggled..laughed...fought....and cared for each other
We shared our every bit of secret
We were just besties.

But now i guess i have started falling for you
My feelings for you are getting stronger and stronger
The way you talk.....I admire it
The way you smile.....I get lost in it
The way you fight.....i get excited
and the way you care for me...I get more and more tempestous.

I guess that this care is taking some other sense for me
Though you may take it as completely normal but it isn't so for me and my heart.

I die to see your face everyday.. smiling or sad..whatever it is..
It makes me happy..Brings a smile.. a glow on my face.

At first i denied my feeling but now i am getting more and more passionate about it and you.. Because i have understood that '' FEELINGS NEVER LIE''

Though i may never confess it to you..because I am afraid of losing you
I always want you here by my side... though as a friend or as an admirer
And for that i am even ready to hide my feelings.

I may never express it...but yeah.. I can assure one thing that my heart will never stop feeling this way... <3 <3

PS-Liking someone doesn't mean you have to be a lover... Sometimes you just have to be friends... :)

Thursday, 27 June 2013

Silhouette Of Her Present State Without Him

She told her about the feelings that were encircling her again. She told about the stability she was losing again only because of him. It was like a reunion of her past.
She was willing to slap her but balancing her emotions she told her,"You aren't a schmuck. At least learn a lesson from my experience. You have your studies to deal with, god damn it..."
After hearing all this she sketched her problem,"But I don't know what to do. Everytime I come into my senses, everything around me becomes explicit, there somewhere I come to see him. It's not my fault, di. It's a little lesser than before. I don't spend my nights crying. Days and nights are good. But what is not good is 'me'. I've been disturbed unintentionally. You need to save me... I beg you..." She stopped. Her eyes wet and red. Her boldness suddenly turned into a childish nature. She became a bairne who wanted to shed her tears...
Her di said,"Don't cry. You are my strong baby. You are the one who can do anything and from whom I've learnt a lot. Calm down. You can live on your own."
"Ohh! Shut up di. I know I can live on my own. But to live I need..."
"Him? Huh// You've gone nuts. You are not understanding. Go get your mind fixed. I may suggest go and get some distraction..."
She heard it very clearly. "I don't need any distraction.
I don't need anybody to talk.
I don't need anyone in this world.
I don't need any mirror to tell me who am I.
I don't need any diversion or company.
I just need him.
" The pitch of her tone lowered and she knelled down. Her sis hugged her and they both started crying. Her di now whispered in her ear,"Ask for anything else. I'll get you anything. You just... "
She cut her in between and said,"Get me him...!" She closed her eyes. Let her tears roll down and slept in her sister's arms.



Shadow of my thoughts


I was lost, confused and exhausted
Betrayed by the one I loved.
Wounded by your hatred,
I longed for a better life
Stood straight, faced it with all strength,
And then the ungrateful happened.

You came back, like a nightmare
Seeking something that wasn’t inside me anymore
My love for you long forgotten
But you came close, and I let you in once again.

In the shadow of my thoughts, it was all perfect
Everything just the way it was before
You knew I was vulnerable,
You knew I was hurt,
Only I didn’t know that you hadn’t changed.

It all vanished away, like a dream,
Leaving me shattered,
In the shadow of my thoughts.

Monday, 24 June 2013

Confronting Yourself !

There comes a time when you might stand alone.
Alone among those four walls and a Door... Same door for the entrance and for the exit. Same door for entering the world of loneliness and same door for exiting the decrepit world...
                                    It's all about the courage, valor, audacity...!
Courage that you don't need to show others but yourself.
Time, situations may kick you badly and leave those pinching marks of memories and a life full of regrets. That time you'd like to enter the lonely world. But, you know what, if you have got brains then you'd rather choose to exit that world of remorse. Remember for every pain there is a  medicine. And the pain that life gives is curable only if you learn how to share it, how to accept it...
There is a crazy world waiting out there for you. People may change. They may throw you in a ditch. But it's your duty to get up from that ditch, clean you clothes, rub the mud from your hands and show the world who you are !
                                 After all life is not a one day night stand,
                                              It's a long shot !