Courage

The lawyer showed the judge her earlier snaps. A beautiful and confident young lady the snaps portrayed. The girl in the snap was standing in front of him.
Speechless she stood. They spoke everything. The Cuts on her hands. The Bruises on her beautiful slender frame
Uneven blemish and white complexion.The Swelling under her eyes. Burnt cigarette marks on her face
She dint needed any proof to prove she was a victim of domestic violence.
Thought of ending this suffering penetrated her mind the day when he slapped her repeatedly for throwing his wine bottles. She was always conquered with fear. It took her a while to realize:
“You don’t need people, arms, ammunition in battle of life
but you need hell lot of courage to stand against the wrong”

Peace

Nor visiting a Tranquil Place, Nor enjoying a temporary win
Nor faking false Smiles, Nor listening melodies of Violin
How can one attain peace
When the storm lies ‘Within’

Words

Tear you down,
Hurtful are words
Heal you at the same time,
Soothing are words
They make Friends,
Affectionate are words
They make foes,
Antagonistic are words
Brings Love in life,
Kind are words
Brings hatred in life,
Sarcastic are words

In the realm of “Words”
“Tone” and “Actions” are Minister
With their proper combination
A person is “Emperor”

 

A Tiny Thing

There it lay on mirror. Silent. Calm, yet sparkling and beautiful as if it was meant to be there. It added more and more beauty to the Owner who recklessly or may be unknowingly left it there. It competed with sparkles of her bangles those were busy in competing with the chords of guitar to make melodious noise. It competed with sparkles on the Lehenga she wore that stopped shining when the light effect faded away. The tiny thing did its job perfectly. It was as slender as her body frame and as bright as her face. It distinguished her from the other girls at wedding.

After the wedding was over she washed her face and hurried to be home. But left it behind. May be for me. To relive the moments, to relive her aura, to relive the noise of her bangles, to relieve her smile. So what if it is a tiny thing, so what even if the remaining thing is a little ‘bindi’ from her forehead.

Our foolish heart are searching for life in tiny fragments objects while ignoring the living being itself. Emotional ties hold on to bits and pieces of one’s belongings but failing to express emotions to person themselves.

PS: post is inspired bcoz of my Mom, who visited me recently and left her Bindi on the wash basin mirror.

Painful Truth

People sympathize with you when they see you crying
but sometimes it’s painful,
to hear them laughing on the same thing you were crying for.

Few Moments

sometime life gives us
few moments to be with the one…
and infinite time to think about them

PS:  Just read, randomly somewhere on Google… Don’t claim my ownership as such… 🙂

Purple

“May I” he asked. She nodded.
Soon they were on the dance floor. Nature too wanted them together they thought, hence even the sky tinted itself with purple hues similar to the couples outfit.
They were enjoying salsa moves. Her fiery turn, his soothing hold. Her loud expression his calm variations. Complementing each other with every step and every move.
With a sharp inner turn she lost her balance and slipped, from stilettoes to ground.
He lifted her up by holding her in his arms. Completed the turn and tried ending up their performance perfectly. Everyone around applauded…
Falling is part of journey.. But re-rising and shining again together is what life is..

Her stilettoes lay somewhere on dance floor.. with no regrets of falling.. but embellished with love more than ever… a bond stronger more than ever..

“The Dance was incomplete but their Life wasn’t.”

Luck

so lucky are those
who get love, even after hurting
so unlucky are those
who give love, but still get hurt

Priority

Nor did you change
neither did I,
It’s all about ‘Priorities‘
that changes with time

Happy New Year

Hey Friends,

Wish you all a very Happy New Year.

Well I believe many of us might have undertaken new year resolutions by now and are following it sincerely as its merely fifth day of the brand new year 😛 :P(On the contrary I broke it up on the very first day, though not intentionally 😛 :P) M not gonna push it hard on myself but yeah m trying to inculcate resolutions in my daily routine and hopefully will stick to it 🙂

So Fellas… New Dreams, New Hopes, New Plans, New opportunities… Let’s all hope it to be very exciting and enthusiastic… The marathon for 2015 is already started. All the best for 2015 🙂 🙂

And They Say… Love Hurts

I expected you to be here, but you fail to turn up
Loneliness Hurts
and they say… Love Hurts

Mistakes n Mistakes, but you fail to understand reason
your words hurt
and they say… Love Hurts

Long passing hours, but you fail to notice the wait
Ignorance hurts
and they say… Love Hurts

working hours n hours, but you fail to appreciate efforts
silence hurts
and they say… Love Hurts

dressed up I am, but you fail to admire beauty
expectations hurts
and they say… Love Hurts

Love is the only thing that brings me back to you, but I fail to understand
Why they Say… Love Hurts

More Than Friends :)

She: “plz dont complicate things”

He: “Really… M I making it complex or simple”
She: “Just leave now… it’s getting late”
…

…
1 hr
…
She: (Calls) “Hey, why dint u call me? what took u so long? r u fine? it takes only 10 min to be at your place? is everything alright???”
He: (Grins) “R v still Friends?”, he asked
She: she cut the conversation
He: (thinking) oh God, is that a No, She doesnt likes me, Have I screwed my Friendship??, I shouldnt have hurried
…
1 hr 5 Min
…
Beep Beep (His cell phone with a text msg)
She: “More than Friends but less than …”
He : (Calls) “Less than what???” he asked
…
The call continued and continued and continued…

Wounded

Burning with wrath
He thought of pulling knife on her

But you see
With a tinch of redness and droplets of moisture
She used biggest weapon : Her Eyes

Wounded he was with that bewailing look of hers again.

Left Behind

We took a step together to make a home
And I left my family behind
Day night I do household chores
I have left my ambition behind
Seeing my old paintings reminds me
I have left my passion behind
I have adapted myself the way you like
I have left ‘Myself‘ behind
While climbing the steps of success
Please do remember my efforts as well
That’s the only belonging I would have
Rest everything I have left behind

Haunting Regrets

Having you in my life was just like a dream coming true. But as they say ‘when you easily get what you want, you lose its value’..
I tasted success like anything. I always thought, someday I would reach a peak were we will have all the world’s riches with us… and then we can spend time together… but I was blind to see that success is never quenching thirst. You wanted to have a talk, but I choose to have talk with Clients… you wished we dine together, but I choose dinner with delegates… you wished to share your thoughts, but I choose sharing knowledge in conference… I choose everything else assuming you are going to be there…

but time has passed away… today speechless, lifeless u lay in bed… And I am in trauma here to seek a chance to live with you… All the worlds riches are lying at my feet, but they can’t take me to the place you are gone… I am connected with all the Clients, Delegates but none of them is feeling the pain… ‘I have heard Life awards everyone with a second chance’… I could have had a second chance to convince my clients, delegates.. I could have had a second chance for sharing my knowledge… but I had only one chance to live my life with you, which I already lost..

And here I am left with nothing but Haunting Regrets…

He gave her Butterflies

He was her crush from school days..
His absence made her shiver and so did his presence… his one glimpse gave her goose bumps… she would blush with his stare.. Sitting in the classroom of 100 students, and eagerly waiting for him to be in class.. hungry eyes desperately watched the entrance door.. and finally when he arrived, butterflies would run in her tummy, and she turned away every time so that he won’t notice her… the game of hide and seek continued in the high school…

Today they met accidentally… after so many years… they drifted apart wid formal greeting… but there was a moment when she still had butterflies… she was wondering, she was amazed with the “undefined relationship of butterflies“

Life

 

Not only in noisy world but sometimes there exists life in silence
Not only being social but sometimes there exists life being alone
Not only beyond horizon but sometimes there exists a life in Myself

Valuable Possessions

He was facing the harsh truth of mankind. A week back he learnt about the sudden disappearance of the ship in which she was travelling. But as they say hope has no cure… Everyday he would visit the rescue office in a hope that someone might have rescued her… Ironically he was alive for her and was dying a bit every day when the officers would inform him “Hard Luck”. He always reminisced  the moments when they were together.. how they planned the interiors of their home, the coffee in the balcony, the fight over bedroom wall paint… her wardrobe reminded him.. how beautiful she looked in the pink saree.. The red ghagra choli reminded him their wedding day.. but he was left with nothing but just her thoughts.. her thoughts were only his valuable possessions.

Sometimes…

Sometimes life seems more than bug fixing
Sometimes life seems more than meeting deadlines
Sometimes life seems more than giving KT
Sometimes life seems more than writing code
Sometimes life seems more than a project delivery

Sometimes life seems more than whatsapp, Facebook, linkedin
Sometimes life seems more than electronic gadgets
Sometimes life seems more than traffic
Sometimes life seems more than a quarrel
Sometimes life seems more than parties

Sometimes life is in wandering
Sometimes life is in silence
Sometimes life is in crying
Sometimes life is in dancing with joy
Sometimes life is in loving

Sometimes life seems more than we can imagine
Sometimes life seems to be more than we can give
Sometimes life seems to be more than we can take

P.S. : just random thoughts scribbled on paper in office.. Waiting for the hands of clock to make an angle of 180 degree (i.e. 6’o clock) so that i may leave my cubicle and enjoy weekend.. Happy weekend everyone 🙂 🙂

Why me?

hurdles on way
overcoming with each passing day
don’t wanna ask life “Why only me”
just a polite request “Keep trying me”