A Gift... With Love from Destiny.

And the Director’s long thanks giving speech ended with a huge applause. I couldn’t clap because my both hands were occupied by a Trophy, a “Thank you” greeting card and a glass of on-the-house Red Wine.

As I was reading the “Thank you” greeting card, last line of which said – “A thank you gift will be issued to you following today’s event” and as I was gulping down the remaining of the Wine, I could see, through the wine glass, a fairy flying in towards me with her wings wrapping up behind her back after the safe landing. The aroma of the air suddenly changed. Either because of the Wine or because of the imagination/perception gained from watching too many romantic fi

lms, I could feel the surroundings forming an Orton effect. Only the path between the fairy and me was visible with the utmost clarity that one can imagine. She was standing in front of me; there was hardly any distance between us because (I am assuming) the background was noisy. I couldn’t breathe Oxygen anymore. My heart pumped her fragrance mixed with my hemoglobin to all my body parts. And then she whispered in my ears.

My Heart skipped a beat, My Mind blanked out, my eyes blinked,

Alas! I was not in the senses until - The Trophy against the Wine glass, clinked.

Somehow regained the senses to capture the flowers like words from a waterfall like voice,

Ha! Her breath-taking smile like a gust of wind blew me into the state of trance, I had no choice.

The glow on her face was like sun smiling in the English winters and in the Gray weather,

My soul departed, heart was cottony, blood in veins was aromatic and body was as light as feather.

Of course I was speechless. I had no words. And there were several reasons. But somehow, I managed to speak up, to respond like a gentleman. I apologized – to have missed what the waterfall splashed on me. I ordered my senses to come back to action. The fairy and I talked for a while. We laughed. Seconds were like ages. Everything was slow. Everything was subtle. I forgot about the noisy background; rather, the waterfall hushed every decibel from the surroundings. I could focus. I could breathe. I was alive and was able to witness the fairy cast a magic spell on me. The snow that engulfed my heart and mind, started to melt with every Joule of the warmth of her glow. My body started deriving oxygen from her fragrance. Even though I am inquisitive normally, the fire of questions was extinguished by her smile.

I was “Coming back to life” as she smiled and went away promising to see me later. 

      

This indeed was a great moment, which will be cherished forever and will stay in my heart forever with golden imprints. I have consoled my heart to believe that this moment was the gift that was supposed to be issued to me after the award ceremony. My surreptitious inner self and inner voice will always be thankful to the Destiny for adding another precious moment in the dilapidated book of my life.

A feeling to be nurtured and cherished forever…

A special thanks to her spirit and endeavor!

Question

This one is dedicated to my Special feeling and a very close friend. Thanks both of you for inspiring me to write this one. Thanks Anshu bhaiya for sharing this lovely photograph which is actually the picture-summary. So, here it goes... after a long time...

World can’t be ending so soon… when I have a lot to face, a lot to experience and a lot to Express…

When the Sepoy of genuine feelings is yet to win over the Queen of Love, in the Life’s game of Chess.

The Sunflowers in my somber heart are eagerly waiting for the Dawn, a ray of hope – the Sunshine,

My soul is a Desert-wanderer, searching for Oasis, pinched by the heat, the cactus and the life’s twine.

How will you learn that in your life, I am at least equivalent to the nucleus of a small molecule?

How do I describe, how my soul relinquishes itself to your control, your captivity and your rule?

How do I accentuate that Red Ice-cubes and Icebergs keep floating, in the oceans of my veins?

Like me, will you Ever, obliviously enjoy, cherish and feel those Fire-Extinguishing Rains?

How do I Describe my Condition? How do I Justify my Fidelity? How do I Testify my Feelings?

… When my Love is unfathomable and I have No count of the nights, I spent gazing the Ceilings!

When will you Fly, like me, innocently, freely, to enjoy the breeze?

When can my Heart attain the freedom, the peace, and the ease?

Will my heart, hear the lull of the falling waters? Will my soul, feel the cold touch of the snow?

I am neither Philandering nor I am Lecherous; my heart is quiet, soul is pure, I want you to know!

When will your frown vanish? When will your beautiful eyes, smile for me?

When will the Drop of my pure feelings, be accepted by the Love’s Sea?

When will the rose buds like lips sing the Nightingale’s tone for me?

Will I ever be blessed by the cold and relaxing shadow of this tree?

Is the cottony snow cap on the rock-solid mountain, ever going to melt?

Will there be any stream of light, in the dark Cave of my life, where I dwelt?

Why can't you be the perceived meaning, of the unembellished painting of this Dreary Sage?

If still you can't, then Who will paint the corroded walls of my soul's Dilapidated Cottage?

The walls of my palatial soul, will never weaken, the roots of my Heart’s tree, will never die…

… With Love and Feelings for you, my life is red like roses, green like fresh leaves, blue like sky.

Purity of Glaciers, Softness of Cotton and the Love of the Earth, my Heart possesses…

No other Desires, only Connection with your heart, it wants and chases!

My Sufferings, my Stupor, my despondency, cannot be cured by herbs, medicines and balms…

The abyss in my heart, mind and soul, can only be poured with the sand from your palms!

There is no coercion, there are no boundaries, there is no fear, for a free flying Dove…

I am just seeking answers to these questions and expressing, my mundane but Rapturous Love…

This world might not, but, will you, Ever understand, my hush and surreptitious, notion and feeling?

D for Dedication and D for Divine (Feeling)

I lost the spirit in me, to write anymore. I stopped feeling like writing anymore. I wasn't negative, as I have been telling you that under the captivity of "Special Feeling", no one feels negative. It’s just that I was no more interested in writing.

But... On a beautiful evening, it was drizzling, and I was sitting in a restaurant with Irfan and Vineet. We were simply hungry to pay attention to the music playing in the restaurant. As soon as the first bite of the food affected my digestion system, and switched off the "You are hungry" alarm inside me, I listened to the song that was playing. And I tried to pay attention to the lyrics because the music was new to me. The next bite of the food was in my hand and I couldn't take it in because the lyrics have reached my mind and heart; and my soul had already relished the lyrics. That was a Hindi song from a latest movie. There is nothing great about the song... it just hit the target i.e. my mind, heart and soul. In the song, the lyricist conveys that he has become a SUFI in love and that he never wants his loved one, the special one, to leave him ever for someone else. Nothing great. "SUFI" word and its usage was the most attractive part of the whole song. It made me think about SUFISM. It switched on a new alarm in my system "You are hungry... for knowledge... for feelings, emotions, sentiments... for objectives and methods and ways to achieve or at least try to achieve them!".

SUFISM... is not a religion... any artist, as people say, but as per me, anyone who is dedicated to an objective, and is lost in his deeds towards achieving that objective is called a SUFI or a follower of SUFISM. Objectives differ from people to people, like most Sufis are dedicated to GOD. 100% dedication is nothing. Trust me; every human has the ability to give the 100% shot. A Sufism follower gives more than that, and that’s why he is lost... rather happily lost in his tasks. A man who is Sufi, is lost in his thoughts and in whatever he preaches, in such a manner, that he is not at all bothered about the percentage score of his "Lost"ness or madness (according to some people). He is not psychopathically vain, its just that he enjoys his work... to the fullest... and that’s what we should do to achieve the target, we set in our lives. Generally, people say, we must enjoy the participation rather than the outcome of our deeds. Sufism teaches us this concept. It’s just a philosophy and practice and definitely not a religion.

As per different mythologies, for supporting my argument, I would like to quote example or Meera who was dedicated to Krishna, she was lost in love of Krishna, she was like a SUFI, she used to preach Krishna because she used to see the almighty in him. King Shah-e-Jahan is said to be the builder of world's most romantic monument, Taj Mahal... and the history says, that he built the lovely marble monument in loving memory of his beloved wife Mumtazmahal. There are various other stories that prove that one can be dedicated to anything or anyone. This simply illustrates SUFISM and proves that Sufism is not a religion, but it is a FEELING... a feeling of dedication, a feeling that soothes your mind and solves the puzzles in your mind, a feeling that touches hearts, a feeling that connects soul to soul, soul to heavenly creatures or vice-versa.

And Again, advertising my "Special Feeling", I would say that, becoming a Sufi in love, is the "Special Feeling" I have been boasting about in my previous post. And here is another post about this feeling. May be, that’s why I liked the song. May be, I was astonished; to find someone who thinks like me... may be, there is someone who has experienced the same feeling. I was happy to know this. This song and the thought definitely, Ignited a fire in my mind, and not heart, to write again. It supported my spirit to share some more experience. My thoughts might have not helped me directly... I am sure; I had some secret affects... I thought, these thoughts might help you, in gaining confidence and motivation at least.

A man sets certain RULES for himself to accomplish his OBJECTIVE(s) in life. If he breaks these rules, as people say, "Rules are meant to be broken", he is definitely in LOVE. But, if a man breaks these rules, and creates new rules (and walls) to achieve the target, which are better than the previous rules, at least according to him (that’s what really matters), then, I must admit, that man is being arrested by my favorite, "SPECIAL FEELING". This is "Theory of Adaptation" according to me. I am not Darwin and I am not talking about the "Survival of the Fittest". Everyone is fit in this world for any objective, but, it needs better adaptation and understanding to be the FITTEST. In short, we need to change some of our attributes, not all (else we won't be ourselves), on the way to the DESTINATION. In order to seek self development and improvement, we must be open-minded, we must open ourselves to changes, we must open our arms for risks as well.

Not every person with the Special Feeling is a SUFI. But every SUFI possesses that Special Feeling. In fact, everyone on this planet has that Special Feeling hidden inside him/her... somewhere... within the soul, beneath those lovely pair of pearls like eyes, somewhere down the road from that rose-petals-gate like lips, somewhere in the cherry fields of heart... somewhere in the sand dunes of brain... somewhere in the waves that travel... continuously... to and fro... waves that touch the sandy shore and leave it to alone for a fraction of second, to touch other shore which has cherry fields, or to touch another shore that has rose-petals-gate, or to touch the shore with pearls. Every single soul, here, definitely possesses that very warm and special feeling; it’s just a matter of action, wave propagation... and co-ordination among the organs...

Warning: It is not necessary that you achieve the desired result on the action.

Yes, sometimes... errr... Generally, your desired outcome never gets chance to be a "Fulfilled Dream" and remains in "Desire(s)" state only, especially when you are dealing with emotions, feelings, sentiments and connections. As a famous Indian Poet quotes that People around us, like and love to hear, stories of love and connections but... when you get practical about such feelings, all you find, around yourself, is CHAOS, Panic, and Havoc instead of what you dreamt of. Trust me, when you have that special feeling as mine, you won't care about chaos or any other reaction, may be because you are lost in your feelings, you feel fearless to express, you feel free to feel such an amazing feeling, may be because you have become a SUFI. So, the result of your action, might not be as you desired, but, you will be on cloud 9, just because you acted, you will be proud of yourself... because acting upon your dreams and desires isn't as easy as it seems while speaking or writing. You will be happy with Contentment. You will feel Successful even if your result isn't as expected, just because you had those feelings... just because you were lost in your feelings and you were dedicated. Sufis are always happy whether the outcome of their dedication is GOD or not, just because they are lost and dedicated... moreover they don't find time to think about the outcomes, results, outputs... in fact, they don't even calculate their efforts and inputs... that’s the quality of dedication. Moreover, you will always come across Peeping Toms in your life, especially when you deal with your personal life and emotions and sentiments. Don’t worry about them. And most importantly, don’t avoid them… but that doesn’t mean one should invite them in one’s personal life. Actually, these Peeping Toms have a better mind and mouth than their eyes, so, they are the creator of hurdles in your life. One should learn the importance of hurdles in his/her life… hurdles test you… they are an important pre-requisite for your “Perfect”ization… it’s like, if you are a software, these hurdles are the test programs and bugs… they allow you to learn new concepts of life and how to deal with them. So, one shouldn’t actually worry about Peeping Toms… let them do what they can, it might be for your good, it’s better if you dedicate yourself for your objectives or feelings. One has to be dedicated for his/her feelings like this, if the so-called feelings are true... true to the depth of the heart (as they usually say)... one has to be dedicated... like water, earth, air, fire, soul are to humans... like the planets are towards our solar system and sun... like gravitational force… like trees to soil, like leaves to trees, like rivers to mountains… Focused... like a child bird, which is ready for its first flight... like a honey bee wandering over a sweet flower...

... And lots more... many qualities... this concept seems to be hypothetical. This may seem to be madness to some. But there is a difference between madness and this level of dedication. There is a difference between people who are self obsessed and people who are possessive, between people who feel and people who actually do what they feel. There is a slight difference between the lovely Love and The uncommon (not rare) Special Feeling. There is difference between Feeling differently for something or someone and Vanity. I am not going to talk about these differences… Because… Those who are able to find these differences, have won the half of the battle (Though "winning" and "the battle" don't matter here, I am just using these words, to make it simpler, to understand).

If you can Taste the drops of the rains, listen to the whispers of the winds... if you like the rhyme of the chirping birds, watch a movie in the twinkling of stars, it doesn't imply that you are having that special feeling. It simply implies that you are developing a special feeling. Words, feelings and emotions don't control you... but... You control them, they just bind you into one single soul - "Yourself" - the true you, the actual you. You don't lose your identity. You don't break your own rules. You don't stop chasing your dreams and goals (though you feel that the path gets easier). Nothing, actually, brings changes to you. You gain consciousness. People around you, might notice certain changes (as they say), but, these developments are changes according to them only, for you, they are like advancements, you have moved a level that is above you current level... these are not changes, you can call them Symptoms of the Special Feeling... that don't cause harm to you, that don't produce any negative results... they are just to improve you, they just bring out the "Real You" that has been actually hiding inside you... because of some fear, lack of confidence or the absence of guts to face the world. This Feeling is like a launch pad for you which launches you in the open sky - to be free, to fly freely, to be fearless, full of emotions, confident... to be a Human who is a unique combination of Mind, Body and Soul - all three of them in active stage. You are like a wall for The Real You and these symptoms are like hammers that break the wall (for the good) so that YOU can escape, so that you can achieve freedom - freedom from past memories, bad or good experiences, freedom from a particular mindset, opinions... to face new challenges and barriers, to seek new choices, to set new goals and to achieve them. I believe every one of us has many choices... it’s just a matter of perception and the way we look around... we may find many choices (not 100% of them), and if we have many options, then we can clearly choose the best one of them that suits us, that suits every condition we set for ourselves. It is generally thought that, Lesser the options, Better is the probability to choose the Best of the options, but as per me, it brings nothing but Negativity... The more you are open to the world, the more options you find around, which checks your ability to choose, which actually tests you on the scale of life, and you get to practice more, you get efficient and perfect.

It was more of a philosophy… I thought of sharing my experiences about the feeling, but the feeling made me write all this. All I want is more of positivity in your mind. All I want is Peace of your mind... my mind… so that no Dilemma/Darkness can ever think of popping up in the minds, all across the Globe, when the Sunshine of this my-over-hyped Special Feeling falls on the hearts, minds and souls. All I want is that no Sunflower should wait for the Sunrise… no Peacock should wait for the Rains… no River should wait for the Glaciers to melt down… Though “Just-like-that” theory doesn’t work all the time…. Though Murphy’s laws are almost true every time… Though “Hoping” is not the only option in life… “Forgetting PAST and Moving Ahead” seems to be the most common and most suggested option… you know, I know the truth… which lies deep beneath ourselves… hidden in a corner… All I can do is suggest you to keep aside the obsolete opinions, the dogmas, forget about the turmoil… because we know diversion is not the best choice. Work upon the hidden truth, we must dedicate ourselves life Sufi Saints on that hidden truth if already discovered, else, we should dedicate ourselves in searching for that flash of light… that will guide us out of the that dark tunnel in which we are living or in which we are trapped. Good Luck for the actual Treasure Hunt! (I would like to end it with a beautiful song’s lyrics…)

In my search for freedom
and peace of mind
I've left the memories behind
Wanna start a new life
but it seems to be rather absurd
when I know the truth
is that I always think of you

Someday someway
together we will be baby
I will take and you will take your time
We'll wait for our fate
cos' nobody owns us baby
We can shake we can shake the rock

Try to throw the picture out of my mind
try to leave the memories behind
Here by the ocean
wave's carry voices from you
Do you know the truth
I am thinking of you too

Someday someway
together we will be baby...

The love we had together
just fades away in time
And now you've got your own world
and I guess I've got mine
But the passion that you planted
in the middle of my heart
is a passion that will never stop

Confessions of a Divine Feeling

First Time... First time I feel Touched, I can feel things, I can touch Raindrops, Flowers, Snow, wind passing through me... First time I feel that I am heard, I feel I can sing, I can speak without taking a single pause...First time I feel that I can hear, I can listen to chirping birds, to the wind-chimes, to the jingling bells, I can hear water-splash, lovely sound produced by a waterfall, river flowing down the hill, raindrops, seagulls... First time I can taste the sweetness of life and that its not bitter at all... First time I feel that the world is not black or cloud of darkness as I can see the motivating sunrise, beautiful and calming sunset, birds flying, mountains, snow-peaks, living beings, roses, water bodies, lonely sky and oceans guarding us, surrounding us from every possible side, I can see the lovely night, the moon, the stars that inspire us to reach the Destination, I can see the hidden colors in the sunshine...First time I feel everything has got a fragrance as I can smell flowers, fragrance produced when raindrops hug the mother earth, I can smell fruits, the breeze - the tranquilizer for our fussy minds. Is this implying to you that all my senses are working properly? Yes! They are indeed engaged efficiently in their respective jobs. I guess You have got the message I was trying to convey.

If you actually think so, I would suggest, rather insist you to read again from the starting.


All your senses - the valuable and priceless gifts, gifted by god, work efficiently only when you are handcuffed by an unknown, undefined but very special, valuable and priceless feeling. If you think, its nothing but Love, then, you have misunderstood my feelings. This feeling is way above from Love, actually undefined. Under its captivity, you don't feel petrified, numb, motionless, its not that your mind stops working, its not that you listen to just your heartbeats, its not that your daily desires approach the dead end like you don't feel hungry, you don't feel like talking, going out, you think about death and life and blah blah...its not that you feel the loved one around you every moment. That's why I said this special, rather very special feeling, is greater than Love. Again, stressing, its actually undefined. I must say, not only your five senses work efficiently, but, your 6th sense, 7th sense... and nth sense also work efficiently (and the range of "n" varies from person to person). To clear the doubt that is knocking your mind continuously at this moment, I would like to add that this feeling isn't a Godly feeling or an over hyped thought, its very common... its just that a very few people on this homely earth realise about this feeling, while others give up at a lower level called - Love or at a very low level called - Lust. If I am under the captivity of such a lovely feeling, I must admit that I ain't calling myself great and I didn't mean that people in love are at a lower level as compared to me. This feeling is nothing but (heavenly) advanced version of love in common man's lingo. Let us move apart from greatness of feelings and comparing and trying to define the feelings. Lets talk about the very special feeling I have been talking or boasting (for some of you) about.


I have been emphasizing on this word - "special", while describing my feelings because, for the very first time, in my life, I have faced this feeling 1:1. And, that is the only reason why my "n" senses have started working properly. I feel purged, as pure as a glacier, as pure as fresh snow covering the ground after a recent snowfall... as fresh as morning dew, as fresh as steam, as fresh as first rains... as new as a new bud or leaf, as new as a sapling... as renewed as sun rising every morning, as renewed as a sunflower... as refreshing as sunshine in winters, as refreshing as water droplets showered by the almighty after we have faced the blazing summers, as refreshing as a small glance at land after sailing for days and months in the ocean waters... as motivated as a soldier feels when he salutes his mother country's flag, as motivated as a flower which is smiling, standing on the ground under the scorching sun, waiting for rains and watching clouds movements... as confident as a baby bird trying to fly for the first time... as strong as roots of a huge tree that has been shadowing living beings for years... as soft as snow, as soft as cotton, as soft as jelly, as soft as the moist sand which gets wet when new waves strike the shore... as fragile as flower petals... as smooth as a handful of sand of a sand-dune... as stable as mountains... as calm as nights and always smiling like moons and stars... as cold as sea breeze striking cheeks if you stand by sea-facing window... truly inexplicable. Even if I take Words, adjectives and phrases from every dictionary and grammar book, I would fell short of words to describe this sacred feeling.


I have stopped caring about people, but I have started caring for people. I am always smiling...without a reason, at my mistakes, at other's mistakes. Negative words like anger, frustration, irritation, numbness have actually vanished from my book of life. Thought processes have increased in my mind. Not only the mind utilization, but heart utilization has exceeded 100%. Observation power has crossed limits. Unwanted or Unnecessary people and things always seem to be blur no matter how close they are to my eye-sight... but the people and things I dream about or care about are visible clearly even without glasses even if they are on the boundary of the proximity of my eye-sight. I don't feel like watching other birds in the sky anymore (Again, smile plus wink for bird-watching)... I have started finding good in anything and everything... I have become a quick and efficient learner... I can feel positivity, energy, enthusiasm, motivation, inspiration, confidence (not over confidence) rolling in my mind... concentration level hasn't seen any depreciation, instead, the concentration-level-meter is touching the maximum mark. Sorrows have fumed out of my life like burning fuel. Optimism is now a part of my every chromosome, every drop of blood, every ounce of my body weight, every milligram of air I inhale. Purity seems to be flowing across every part of my body with haemoglobin. Kindness, innocence are now into my traits. I feel I have become harmless to myself or to anyone else. This special feeling not only gives me motivation, inspiration... it also criticizes when I am on a wrong path and guides me to success. I have found a guide, a friend, a partner in the feeling in me. Imaginations are always around me but never let me gain over-confidence. I feel a blanket around me, always protecting me. Keep-trying-always-nature has become the only objective of my every action. I can hear a calming song and music in chirping of bird... I can hear wind whispering in my ears... I can touch the sunshine and feel its friendliness... I can feel and rely on the promises made by the moon and stars. I can see the breeze and its colors. I can hear the unspoken words. I have discovered the 8th continent, the 5th ocean on the Earth, the 10th planet of our solar system. I have met people who are not residents of the Earth. That's why I say your "n" senses work, when you are having these "special" feelings.


I don't know how and why I got this special feeling... or any other reason... and I am not even interested in discovering any such information... may be this is an indication by some superficial entity or some supernatural phenomenon whose understanding is out of scope for human race... whatever it is, it is "Eternal Bliss". I have learnt the meaning, the purpose, the motive of the life. Someone special and her thoughts have brought the positivity and prosperity in my life, and have made every fraction of my body, thinking and action, very pure and sacred. I can taste, I can cherish every moment of happiness, no matter if such moments are thousands, millions, billions, zillions or may be countless. The reel of my happy life keeps playing in front of my eyes. I am purged. I am touched. I feel loved. I feel blanket of care around my shoulders. I can feel affection around me. I neither desire of heaven nor eternity... World might not understand my so called special feelings or agree with my very strange but real thoughts. But... Thanks to "Who-Cares-Attitude"... I would never Give up! No worries if she is like a wave in the sea of this world, and I am a shore... wave touches the shore and leaves it alone... No worries if she is like a growing child, playing around a tree and leaving it alone when the child turns into an adult... As romantic stories, songs say, "I will grow the flowers on rocks or infertile land", "I will leave no stone unturned."... Nothing like that with me. Still, I would Never give up, I would never leave this third world - may be for her, because I care for her and I have these very special feelings for her or may be for my self. I have found peace, prosperity, purity (you can say 3 P's), happiness, and the best one - Contentment from this Pure and sacred feeling. I admit that I have these "Special Feelings" for her (may be because She is Special... And if she doesn't feel so, I will help her realizing the truth...I will be the illuminating candle which burns itself just to ensure that we are not under captivity of the darkness). The third world, might seem to be an imaginary world created by me, might seem funny, over hyped thought (mentioning again), something unreal, something that can never exist, But...for me its exactly opposite. I am still sane. And I think at least some of you might have given a thought to my thinking, some of you might have started agreeing with me, some of you might favor my feelings...Being optimistic, some of you might have discovered or created their third world by now. Wish you good luck and Happy living in the lovely world of 3 P's, eternal bliss and the rarest of all, that "SPECIAL FEELING" which is valuable and priceless and MAY BE undefined or... May be Defined.


DISCLAIMER : All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. This work is an output of imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and unintentional.

A Sweet Confession

This is something apart from LOVE...Something Undefined...A valuable but priceless feeling...(cuz every warm feeling is not Love)...



Like Rains on a Scorching Sunny Day, Like stands on knees, bent, a huge Rock,
Dumbstruck, eyes wide-opened, deaf, unconscious, I am standing Mock.


I was wandering, in the dark, all alone, waiting for the sun, to rise.
Endless cave of my life, had found, finally, that soothing flash in your eyes.


Your Oceanic eyes, beautiful eyes, are like two pearls, kept on rose petals,
Always, you appear, as fresh as steam coming out of tea kettles.


Your voice, always echoing in my mind, is as innocent as a child singing rhymes,
Your sweet voice, strikes my ears, link cold breeze, strikes wind chimes.


Like fingers move on piano, sweet are your steps, worth noticing, simple, small and gentle,
My mind and heart go revolting, When I think or talk about you, I loose stability, physical or mental.


Whenever you are in front of me, blood in my body, travels like fresh water, in a hill-side river,
I become dumb, out-of-mind, brainless, adrenaline goes high, pulses high, I fumble, I shiver!


I eagerly wait for your motivating and my-day-making smile, which is more beautiful than Mona Lisa smile,
You don't know, how I spend, restless days and nights, without your single glimpse, my heart is that fragile.


I feel you in breeze, I smell you in flowers, I see you in never-speaking walls,
I feel you around me, always, and everytime, my heart goes on knees, to survive, it crawls.


You smile, that possesses a set of 32 diamonds, your hair, your lovely curls, very sooty,
Stem like neck, rosy cheeks, charming expressions, all sum up to your unforgettable beauty.


I praise you beauty, I admire you, you are a gem of a person, pure hearted like dew,
I admit, gathered lot of courage, just to say, "I have Special Feelings For You!"

Missing the Real You!

Searching, I am searching for something, very special, that you have lost,
Something, that has melted, like melts, in summers, the frozen frost.
I won't quit, until I find, reasons, that have been bothering you,
which caused, your soft petal like eye-lids, to remain always covered by dew.
There is something, that carved pain on your mind, and made you sad,
something that made your mind unstable, and made your feelings go nomad.

Your talkative, deep, pretty, rose-like eyes, are now, like a silent painting,
How can a sweet, chirpy bird, think, that her hope of flying high is fainting?
Why tensed and thinking so much? I know, your mind, heart & soul were never so fragile,
Then, what has made, a flower, to think, about its cute and lovely smile?
I accept you have had hard luck, and there's agony in every drop of your blood,
Why don't you remember that roses have thorns, and that, lotuses grow in mud?

You don't know this fact, your heart is made of purest quality gold,
And, you allow its transformation, you allow it to get into any mould.
You think, you are not left with any option or any choice...
I guess, this is the only reason, only cause, for your disguise.
This mean world, and its selfish people, are all testing your patience & innocence,
I miss the real you, I feel wounded, when I miss your original fragrance.

I always consider, we are very close, but this is not what you think,
Cheer up, give me some answers, I won't let the ship of trust, to sink.
Just one chance, give me one chance, I can borrow you a handful of happiness,
Taste it, and tell me, how better it is that your this disguise's tastelessness.
Wake up, look around, you have opportunities at your doorstep, stop worrying & thinking,
LIFE, it is actually "Pursuit of Happiness", it is like a pendulum, it keeps swinging!

Always Close to My Heart...

Wen i started wid d poem...i had no words 4 her as words cant describe her....but somehow i managed 2 write d imagination on a paper...Finally a reader helped me out 2 get a perfect title(Thanx 2 that person...)

This one is dedicated to a very special friend....cheers to her!

In the Darkness of the beautiful night,
When no one was visible, everyone was out-of sight,
I was walking alone on the sea-shore,
I remembered her, smiled, I was alone no more.

Bare-footed, we walked on the moist sand,
We kept on walking with her hand in my hand…
The painful pores of my heart were getting healed,
My heart was beating faster and mind was sealed.

Words, came out of her mouth, like a water-splash,
Her voice, Smile and Laughter paralyzed my mind and heart became a trash.
Yeah! She is cute, she is innocent and very simple,
I was about to fall in trench like deep dimple.

Wind teased her, by playing with her long, curly hair,
I wished that it was not a heart-breaking Nightmare.
In the moonlight, her rose-like cheeks gleamed,
It could be seen, that the two souls, were really seamed!

I looked into her oceanic-deep eyes,
Bluish, as if, stolen color of skies,
Unable to hide anything, always revealing the hidden truth,
I could see the pain, for which I am feeling ruth.

Because of princess-like beauty and flower-like smile,
She pretends to be cold, calm, gratified and mentally agile.
Thus, she always tries to hide her problems and pain,
Why doesn’t she understand, her depression makes me insane?

Her heart, very soft, kind and innocent, is like that of a pup’s,
Her remembrance, in my mind, will be surely giving her hiccups.
Oh! Her smell! She smells like a new and fresh flower,
Dear! Keep smiling; your cute smile is source of energy & power.

I remember, she gave me her pure, cottony and soft hand…
I promise, when she is in trouble, ahead of her, always, I will stand.
She helped me, when I needed the most and I was all alone…
For her, I swear, I will be there forever, no matter, even if she is gone!

LOVE = PAIN

No rains, No clouds, No winds and not even springs,
Neither the singing nightingale nor the disturbed guitar strings…
It was a call to jump in, that is an echo from the Valley of Love,
Even, signs of Love, all round, were shown by a flying Dove.
Skies were blue, Roses were red, Buds were very much Pink,
In the ocean of L2O (Di- Love Oxide), my boat was about to sink.
But…( No one likes this BUT in Life)
Time never remains the same, As per Nature’s laws,
My palm’s Love line was ruptured by Hatred’s Claws.
The Garden of Love, including my tree, was vandalized,
Blood was soaked, veins got burst, My heart got paralyzed.
My love, Yes! She, She said, She doesn’t Love me any more,
Waves of Love did strike me, and, left me, like a lonely Sea-Shore.
The “L-Factor” in me, caused a lot of pain, I was almost murdered,
In this vast sky, like a Lonely Cloud, thus, I Wandered.
All feelings gone, I am Heart- less, and I have become Numb,
Got all injuries, that no one in this Hell, would ever succumb.
People say, Love is destiny, Love is Life.
But, Consequence is IT ALWAYS WANTS YOU TO STRIVE!