The air around her have changed suddenly. She can sense that since quite a few days but still was ignoring it. But now she has smelled it. And it’s intoxicating. It smells like honey sweet and enticing, like wet grass captivating and overwhelming, like fresh … Continue reading Amor
“If you are ever trapped between your heart and mind, I wish you always choose your heart.” Startled by this sudden turn of conversation she looked at him, amused “Wow!..ummm ok but from where is this coming? Why do you think I am at war … Continue reading A Conflicting Connect
Secret wishes and hypnotic depthsLonely wind and a storm on wayFlowing water and crashing waveMysterious eyes and fire and flame A radiant sunshine and a cloud greyA nightmare and a sweet dream playA lively soul and a dreadful decayIts all extreme and nothing halfway Beautiful … Continue reading Black & White
She was like waterWith ripples and waves flowing to a path already made.He was like a moonSilent and ever-changingMaking her dance as per his mood. She was like fireWith flames wild and free, spreading light and warmth wherever she is.He was like windStrong, ferocious and … Continue reading Opposite
Sometimes when I am in my shittiest mood and don’t want to talk to anyone and suddenly my phone rings and flashes your name, a smile automatically comes on my lips.
Sometimes when we talk, I forget to listen and start noticing all the small details like the way your lips curve when you smile or how your forehead folds when you are upset or how your eyes twinkle when you are excited. I have never told you, but I am partial towards the crinkle you get near your eyes when you smile. You look adorable.
Sometimes when you laugh, I tried to keep the sound of your laughter in my memory. The way you adjust your hair with your right hand and with the left hand you try to explain the reason for laughing. And the more stupid the reason for your laughing, the more cute I find you.
Sometimes when you hold my hand and lead me to the dance floor, all I hear is your heartbeat. How your hand fit perfectly in my hands and how gently, yet firmly your other hand holds the small of my back. Everything else just turns to a blur.
Sometimes when you sleep in the middle of our late night calls, I stay on call and listen to your peaceful snores and wonder how hopelessly I am falling in love with you and all these little things.
Sometimes I fear thinking of the future. What if we decided to part ways. But at those times you look straight into my eyes and I know whatever the future may hold you are mine now. And even if we ever move on to different paths, I would still smile if my screen ever flashes your name.
Love is an overrated concept. Isn’t it just an emotion like any other emotion, or maybe it’s more a decision which looks like an emotion. And at times its pointless and immature so much so that now people are making money out of it. The world is not a fairy tale and every ounce of happiness is hard-earned, there is no place for this falsely created need of being loved. It is overhyped, overused and over exploited and definitely it does not last forever.
In fact there is no forever. Humans are so insecure by nature that forever acts like a safety net, a guarantee for the future that someone will always be on their side to share their hopeless boring life. But in reality forever is far-fetched and a lie. Everything including our emotions, our life even our universe is fleeting and temporary. Forever is a myth.
Life goes on. If you want to live in this fiction live beautifully, otherwise figure out how to go ahead from here.
Remember your childhood dreamFull of naïve innocent believes.That foolish stubbornnessAnd that naughty mischief.The confidence of conquering everythingAnd not knowing what failure means.When every effort was genuineAnd every pain was temporaryAnd when love alone could fix all things. But slow and steadily time slipsAnd eventually you … Continue reading Childhood Dream
With a wine glass in hand and head slightly tiltedShe was softly smiling at him.But there was something in that smile,That smile didn’t reach her dark eyes.Those eyes hold secrets,Secrets mix with despair and calm.And like a moth to a flameHe was drawn to her … Continue reading A Whirlwind Romance
Finally, I got a glimpse of herAnd everything else got blurred.Her hair was in a bunWith loose strands falling on her face.She was crossing the road looking sideways.Unaware of my presence, like always.Everyday I would wait for her at the stop like a ritualEveryday she … Continue reading Presence
Hearts and Minds 