Unfolding a New Page

At last after a long extended break, trying to get out of the blues of painful lonely experience, an unwilling yet fortunate weekend was all that took me to a closure of the past. Sometimes all you need is to listen to friends, even if you don’t think it is the right path to walk on to. Life might surprise you in ways you can’t imagine. Holding on to the past, even though you have let it go, is something no one should fall for. Let it go! Not just the root of the old tree but also its branches, trunk and leaves that shed along.

A proper closure is as essential as the nitrogen present in the air we breathe. It might sound insignificant but it is evidently necessary. This weekend was all about a closure of the unsuccessful past, leaving all of it behind and starting afresh with being just friends. Guess what? It all worked out better than expected. Shocking, but as fascinating as it gets, that is not the only sigh of relief. When past relationships end with a proper closure, and then is the time you realize internally, that was indeed a 100% closure. Like many unnamed quotes, this one says – “Exes can never be friends”. I apologize, but I beg to differ. A personal experience tells you more than others’.

Life surprises you, shocks you at times. This weekend had much more to it than expected. With a perfect closure and enjoying the company of newly retrieved friendship, there came a point and in a flicker of light I realized, I was just standing and staring without even showing the courtesy to shake hands. Before others realized, I got myself out of my romantic slumber stare and introduced myself. Initially it was more of me shopping with my friend from the streets, while this could-be-new-page-of-life hung out with my closure. We did exchange glances amidst, or at least I thought we did. ;-) And then the sun took the blanket of night clouds, and disappeared right in front of our eyes. The concept of pre-party drink-up came to life when we headed to Yacht. With little birds revolving around our head, we headed to the party we didn’t want to go. Thanks to our friend, ‘coz of whom I was left slumber staring romantically, we had to go to the party instead of walking on seaside with hand-in-hand (who knows). Getting more birds to fly in our head, dancing together, walking together, sitting together, talking, hugging, and the exchange of looks said it all. There was a spark, a spark I’ve never felt like before, a spark I had been waiting for! Sleeping next to the ocean, gazing at its shining face, the curvy boundaries, was all I could do all night. Just the thought of it makes me smile.

While bidding adieu, however sad it was to leave the ocean behind, it was amazing of how it went. The ending of the weekend was indeed a start of unfolding this new page of life. Quite dumbstruck with the entire two days’ events, finally a new chapter might just get unfolded with an amazing new story to last. Mumbai is indeed a place to love. And now I have my reasons to love the place even more and visit more often. The ocean shining under the sun is what I like. With positivity around, Mi Piaci Ocean!

Someone Special!

Eyes so romantic, Nose so cute
Ears so sensitive, like a ripe fruit
Lips so red, hair like silk thread
A cute smile of yours is all I need as my butter and bread.

A wrinkle free forehead, I can't stop to kiss
My arms around you is what I miss
As beautiful being individual
More sweet when combined.

I love the texture of your back
The smooth skin that you have
The waxed chest and waxed legs
Your body I feel is my nest.

I know you love another guy
But I love you, and I don't know why.
The time you told, you thinking of proposing(me)
Was when my heart skipped its beat..
And started to fly (^_^)
Overjoyed, it made me cry
Still I let my emotions not to fly.

You say you are confused
I say I am amused
Dunno if it's love or not!
Wanna spend my life with you
Is what's my thought.

??? cOnFuSiOn ???

Confusion.... Confusion... Confusion...

For some, it is a state-of-mind

For some, it is a matter-of-time

For me, it is an inseparable part of my life !

Since childhood, are we taught

To keep focussed and not to be lost.

But I say, I don't agree

Where's the fun if you are not free..

You have a goal, you know the way

You won't try anything else, but reach your prey!

Where's the fun in that!!

If you can't decide the way

you have quite a lot to play.

Enjoying each and every way

you will end up where you pray.

But with that confusion of path...

Trees and mountains past,

You will explore the options vast.

I don't say to be confused,

But neither do I agree to remain unamused.

For some, it is a state-of-mind

For some, it is a matter-of-time

For me, it is an inseparable part of my life !

My Friend - A Girl Worth Writing For !

Tall and strong,
Once had hairs too long,
Seeing my tee shirt,
Speaks aloud, 'billa-bong'.


She's the one who's close to me,
But her life is open to me,
She trusts me around 80 percent,
Atleast that's what i feel relevant.


Her social graph is equivalent to grave,
Keeps varying like a sine wave,
People keep going and returning,
Relations never end, just keep burning,
This is her philosophy about friendship!


She's moody,
Sometimes rude(ey),
Likes to agrue and fight,
I tell her, I'd slap her tight,
But, whenever she feels low,
She comes to me and takes a bow,
Agrees that if she'd had done what i said,
She'd have saved herself from the mess spread.


Inspite of the bumpy relation that we share,
We are the ones about whom we care,
Will tease, will argue, will fight,
But will come back together, whatever be the plight.


Guess that's the real fun of this relation,
To deal together, every situation.
I'm happy, she's a part of my life,
But hell, she's lucky 'coz am a part of her life !! :D

|| कहाँ से चले थे ||

बन्ना चाहा ज़िन्दगी में कुछ,
तो छोड़ आये पीछे बहुत कुछ,
अब इतनी दूर आ चुके है,
कि याद न रहा कहाँ से चले थे|

सपनो की उड़ान पाने को,
ज़िन्दगी में कुछ कर जाने को,
निकले थे घर से हम,
होंगे न अब होंसले ये कम |
दुनियादारी की बेड़िया, न पकड़ पाएंगी अब हमे,
आज रात है हम यहाँ, तो होंगे और कहीं कल सुबहे,
अब इतनी दूर आ चुके है  हम,
कि याद न रहा कहाँ से चले थे|

रास्ते में बहुत से है कांटे,
जैसे पड़े हो तीर और भाले,
चलते चलते खायी है कई ठोकरें,
गिर गिर कर उठ कर है हम संभले,
कभी कभी सोचते है कि,
क्या होता अगर सुनते दुनिया की,
पर...
अब इतनी दूर आ चुके है हम,
कि याद न रहा कहाँ से चले थे|

पैरो में जान थी  जब चले थे,
थोड़ी जान बाकी है अभी भी,
और थोड़ी बाकी रहेगी भी,
जब तक यही यादें याद आती रहेंगी,
सच ...
अब इतनी दूर आ चुके है हम |
कि याद न रहा कहाँ से चले थे ||

Mother -- even Jehovah bows before her

People say to commence a new year, one should pray. But my ideology is a great start is by respecting and loving our parents. Here's a few lines about mother.

Takes away the pain,
To bless us and give all the gain.
Never asked a thing for herself,
Always prayed for her children to be the best.

From far away, blesses us,
Sitting in balcony thinks about us,
Is aways worried about us.
Our world is full of happiness,
'coz we have our mother besides us.
Takes care of us, each and every moment,
Keeps worrying about us every split second.

She provides us with shade in sunlight,
Protects us with her shawl in cold night.
Does not care about her well being,
But worries about us all the time(ing).

Those who haven't understood worth of a mother,
Have reserved a seat in the gutter.
There are lot many relations in life,
But 'mom-child' relation is topmost all the while.

Takes away the pain,
To bless us and give all the gain.

The sacrifices she makes her entire life, the pain that she goes through so that we could become a better person and have what we want.. All this can never be forgotten. This can never ever be repayed in any form ever. Love you Mom for everything.!!

Decline of 2011

The time has come to bid adieu to 2011 and welcome 2012 with open arms. I always heard from parents, teachers, mentors that do what you want to do for Time flies. I used to wonder how could time fly? It aint a bird or a plane. But I came to my senses and experienced it this year. Can't remember how this year flew by. It feels as if 2011 began just a week back. This year brought about a lot of experiences - both good & bad, thus addressed as experiences. Tout ensemble, my gratitude to those experienced which made me transform into a person I am today and I am very Happy this way. Am pretty sure its not just me, you also wet through a great deal of experiences and changes.

As is articulated, "What happens, happens for the best". So lets snug the dome of 2011 with delight and thanking all the significant ones for their support and criticism. With the decline of night, comes up the morning sun. With the decline of 2011, start afresh happily in 2012. Moreover 2012 is a year of Mysteries -- the Mayan Mysteries. So lets give ourselves and our significant ones the best and lets enter 2012 with the motto to live life to the fullest and strive towards our goal in full strength. Lets unravel the mysteries.

So lets arise out of our slumber and miseries and handclasp with 2012. Wishing all my readers a very Happy and Prosperous 2012.

LivE and LeT LivE !!

A New Friend

Socializing is good especially if you meet the right person. This poem is about my meeting a new friend.

I knew something was special today,
My heart was bouncing all the way,
Something interesting was bound to happen,
These were thoughts which made my mind open.

After a tiring morning..
Was looking for some fun,
And I met someone,
Felt like a winter sun.

First impression is the last,
As the saying goes,
Time passed too fast,
Seems like Ripun crows.

I met someone who became my friend,
But my friend doesnt like the traditional trend.
It felt as if we had the potential,
Only if we could hold on and just be strong.

Knowing you're not alone,
During the hardships,
For besides you through and through,
Is where a friend always is.

Cheers my friend !

How Fortunate We Are...!

I re-realized it today that we are amongst the fortunate ones. This post is about my visit to Sparsh Balgram - A Home to Children Afflicted by HIV/AIDS of the age group 3 to 13. Though this wasn't my first visit to the orphanage but each time I visit there, it moistens my eyes seeing those little angels going through a lot without even knowing that they are shackled deep into it.
We often say and believe that children are the angels of the Almighty. We all love them but rarely do children on the streets inspire love especially the ones ailing with HIV/AIDS. These children have none to heat milk for them, comb their hair, help them study, calm their fears or wipe their tears. They aren't lucky as we all are. Despite all odds, odds that would break ordinary people, Mr. Mahesh Yadav and his wife run this NGO ank take care that these children have the same opportunities as what we have as far as possible.
After seeing the world around you, you get to know how precious your life is and how blessed you are. I would urge all my readers to please visit this place atleast once and please contribute as much as you can in whatever form to help them and to give them a few moments of happiness and joy. They deserve it even more than we do. So please help them in any way you can.
As an ending note I'd say Hats Off to Mr. Mahesh Yadav and his wife for doing what they are doing for these children. For more details about Sparsh Balgram, please visit http://www.sparshbalgram.com

Always remember the Life we have is worth too much. Don't play with it. Make the best out of it..

Express It Your Way !

Here I am back from the hibernation, to scribble a new post. The most important thing it to know how to express. Failing to do so you might not be able to tell the next person what you feel. Expressions are the voice of our Feelings.

There are numerous ways of expressing a thought....
But Express It Your Way!

Scribble down the names of places that you have dreamt of visiting. Draw your favorite cartoon or write a poem or something that makes you happy. Illustrate the unexpressed feelings. Doodle when you are bored, write furiously when inspired or scribble to check if you remember the alphabets in sequence.

Don't ever take pressures in expressing. Your performance is all about how well you express yourself. So Go Ahead....

Express It Your Way !

A piece of my HE(ART) ..

Here's a small but heart touching poetry I wrote few months back.

क्या वो दिन थे..

क्या वो दिन थे..
माँ की गोद और पापा के कंधे |
आज याद आ रहा है सब मुझे ||

रोते हुए वो सो जाना
खुद से बात करते हुए खो जाना
वो माँ का आवाज़ लगाना
खाना अपने हाथोँ से खिलाना
वो पापा का डांट लगाना
ज़िद पूरी होने का इंतज़ार करना
क्या वो दिन थे बचपन के सुहाने


माँ की गोद और पापा के कंधे |
आज याद आ रहा है सब मुझे ||


क्या वो दिन थे जब होती थी न पढ़ाई
न थी कोई परेशानी न ही कोई लड़ाई
प्यार ही प्यार था हर तरफ
नही थी नफरत की रेखा
परिवार होता था पूरा
माँ बाप संग बहन भाई


क्यूँ इतनी दूर सब कुछ हो गया ?
अब ज़िद भी अपनी
सपने भी अपने
किस से कहूँ क्या चाहिए मुझे
मंज़िलों को ढूँडते कहाँ खो गए
क्यूँ हम इतने बड़े हो गए....

"Pluck Yew" -- A History Worth Knowing

Earlier in my childhood days(perhaps when I was in 6th), my History professor tried her best to convince me that History was worth knowing but failed in her attempt :P Today I finally have realized the importance of History and believe it or not History sounded quite amazing and interesting when I came across an article about "pluck yew".

Today, showing middle finger is a common gesture even to say hello like one of my friend does. Well the history behind Middle Finger is what "pluck yew" is all about. I feel compelled to write about it in my space.

Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1415, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all the captured English soldiers. Without middle finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned English longbow and therefore they would be incapable of fighting in future. The famous English longbow was made of the native English Yew tree, and the act of drawing longbow was known as 'plucking the yew' or 'pluck yew'. Since 'pluck yew' is rather difficult to say, the difficult consonant cluster in the beginning has gradually changed to a labiodentals fricative "F" and thus the word is often used in conjunction with the one-finger-salute! It is also because of the pheasant feathers on the arrows used with longbow that the symbolic gesture is known as 'giving the bird'. It is still an appropriate salute to the French today.

Isn't it amazing to know "pluck yew" is what the middle finger gesture means.. And yew thought yew knew all about 'plucking' !! :D

What does not Kill you Makes you Stronger !

Here I am on a tryst with my destiny(you can call that for fun). I am challenging myself in one more field - the field of writing. I always wanted to blog so here I am. Just to start with I'd like to tell a bit about my present situation. I got loads of assignments, journals, projects to submit but hell with that am writing my first ever post in my blog :)
To come to the point a little information to share - If you lead a life well planned, that's good but if all your plans work, your life's a Fixed Cricket Match ! Think of it this way that you are a mountain climber and you have planed a visit to a certain peak. Now, the first time was thrilling as you knew nothing that would come in path but each time after the first you knew exactly where you will find a water source, where exactly you should spend the night, etc. That would definitely be safe but not thrilling or exciting. Instead if you try out a new climbing point, you will discover a new path, new flora and fauna. It'd be like a blind date at rendezvous. It would be a lot more fun. In case your plans don't work out do not check the google maps or ask your professor. Just climb on..!
Trying out new techniques, new styles, new outlooks.. it won't kill you. Most of the unwanted circumstances would generate a scene of embarrassment but would definitely make you stronger. The problems in your life, the shackles of  troubles will generate a body apt to produce more adrenalin and hence be more stronger. So, what does not Kill you makes you Stronger !