The Sunset

The Sunset

The Sunset

I was waiting for her She told she will come for whatever Her curly hair was trying to cover her left eye She was continuously keeping that naughty hair behind her ear I was dreaming for her While I was waiting for her I felt the cold breeze On my shoulder It has the fragrance of her I can feel her My retina was not able to make her image I was feeling like sage Sun was moving very fast as going to see his fiancé It was like a race I had a hope that Today we will come face to face And when my this hope was about to vanish She appeared with a sound of the swish Scene was set The day was going to meet the night It was a beautiful sight Our meeting was light But it kept our emotions tight We met In the midst of sunset.

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4 years ago

One certain thing in this uncertain life is uncertainty itself.


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4 years ago

Years ago you called me

To say something into my ears

So that no one could listen to it

And those three magical words

Keep ringing in my mind

And always encourage me to sail across the storm

Where are you?

Please come to me

I have to say/whisper something to you

The magic of whisper

It’s very personal

It makes your feeling eternal


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4 years ago

Believe in change. Change our beliefs.

4 years ago
Just Launched. All Terrain. Completely Mettalic. Fully Automatic

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4 years ago

A chance once again.

A chance once again.
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I know it is not possible anyway However if a fairy give me a wish one day I will request her to send me in my childhood days I know most of

A part of life I wanted to relive.


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4 years ago

What to watch?

What to watch?
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Mere 13 years old girl was in deep shock When her father badly scolded: Is this your age to watch cartoons on TV? She was in shock and in su

Today an incident in my neighbour forced me to pen down this.

4 years ago

Broken Heart

Broken Heart

When heart breaks

It does not make sound

I don’t know who said it

I don’t found this sound

The reality is

When it break

Often it break with so many things

It break every single cell of body

Every single vein and nerve get choked

It break your ability to trust anyone

Broken heart compels you to break

The first gift you had

You want to wash

The memories of first date

And not only this

You want to permanently delete

All the files of the day before break up.

I want to see the people

Who says

When heart breaks

It does not make sound

The reality is

It is total chaos inside

And for broken heart everything

Zeroed down outside

Why no one listen all this shout and chaos

Why people don’t feel the quake inside the broken heart

To feel and listen all this

One must have sensitive heart

It’s not true that

When heart breaks

It does not make sound

But the reality is

It makes huge, loud and clear sound.


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4 years ago

In conversation with life...

Me:        Hello! How are you?

Life:       Hi! As you have been with me.

Me:        Oh! That’s great. So you are in my own hand.

Life:       Yes Of course. You, yourself is the driver of mine.

Me:        But sometimes it seems that I am the passenger only and anyone else has steering of you.

Life:       No! it’s never like that. It is matter of perception only.

Me:        But my birth is independent of me, my upbringing is in other’s hand and then their expectations do guide you for me.

Life:       I agree, you got me due to physical union of your biological parents. And up to a certain extent your upbringing is dependent of them. But that is just beginning of mine.

Me:        Then I have my to take care of my society, what others think, bla.. bla.. bla..

Life:       Here it’s a note of caution, this is a nexus. You had to break it. Did you?

Me:        No! How could I?

Life:       Just rewind your that period of mine, when you had taken any decision due to other’s wish. Then try to remember the consequences of your that decision.

Me:        Yeah my parents and other people were quite happy.

Life:       And what about you?

Me:        Some sort of.

Life:       And try to remember, the happiest moment that you have with me.

Me:        Yeah, I do remember. When I listened to my heart only. Even everyone was against to it.  

Life:       So what did you learn from that?

Me:        That I had to follow my heart only.

Life:       Now you got it.

Me:        But is not so easy every time.

Life:       You had only one of me.

Me:        It means, being rebellion is the only way to drive you.

Life:       It’s not about being rebellion always. The cause of your action should be just.

Me:        Who will define just and unjust?  The just action of mine may be unjust for someone else. You are confusing me.

Life:       There is no scope of confusion. It is quite clear. The just action means, action that does not harm any living being on earth. The just action is that when it do not become cause of sorrow for anyone. Your single cell should not be the part of any such action.

Me:        Is it so clear?

Life:       Yes it is. You have to understand it.

Me:        But I have seen so many people who had always did just action had suffered lot throughout the life. What about them?

Life:       It is not the case. If they had followed these golden rules of mine then it could not happen. And there are two types of suffering. Physical suffering may got healed in due course of time. But mental suffering sometimes forced people to leave my hand.

Me:        Then what is the way out of it?

Life:       Let’s talk with example. Take any example of people who have changed the life of human being positively. You will observe they have followed their heart and didn’t care about what other’s think.

Me:        Yes that’s true. We have so many examples of this kind

Life:       Any confusion.

Me:        Not at all. But I regret that I had not did justice with you.

Life:       No problem. Just give me a promise that now you will follow the golden rules of mine.

Me:        I do promise that I will follow those golden rules along with this I will let my kids do the same.

Life:       I am very beautiful. Enjoy me

Me:        Sure! Let’s have fun together and make this world filled with joy and happiness.

Life:       Whenever you have any doubt? Call me I am always with you.

Me:        Thanks for this enlightenment of mine.


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4 years ago

Thanks to.....

Thanks To.....

Let’s thank everyone who make my life amazingly beautiful.

Thanks for the love that both of you persist

That love forced me to exist.

Thanks for keeping me safe within you

Thanks for all the vomit, nausea, mood swing, weight gain, hair fall and all the pains for nine months

Thanks to take care of her during all these.

Thanks for all the cries you made to bring me as a life,

Thanks for all the love, pampering that both of you showered on me.

Thanks for understanding my needs before even I realize

Thanks for comprehending my early words that only you could

Thanks for holding my hands when I was trying to stand on my twos.

Thanks for letting me know what to keep inside mouth and what not to.

Thanks for sending me to an institution

Thanks to those caring hands, who held mine with pencil to begin writing.

Thanks to those beautiful souls, who danced with rhyme to make me understand those combination of letters.

Thanks to those enlightened people who exhibits my attributes to others

Thanks to those stumbles, who make me aware while on the way.

Thanks to those guys who never left me, even at the time when my shadow was not with me

Thanks to people who let me know I can win.

Thanks to the people who said to me, small dream is sin,

Thanks to people who led with example to me.

Thanks to all unsuccessful attempts to make me better

Thanks to those abodes of wisdom to let me know: sharing is caring, everyone deserve due respect, only action is in our hand, give your best in every situation, try to make your place happiest, trust is most valuable thing to earn, life is beautiful, be as you are…..

Thanks to you for being co-traveler in the journey of life.

Thanks for blessing me with best gift so far

Thanks for accepting me as I am in this whole cosmos of life.

Thanks to all those who came in my life even for a fraction of second. All of you have endowed me with lessons of life for life.

Note: I could not find an individual who taught me the lesson of life. Since my inception there are so many people, at different stages of life have played their role amazingly and thus I am here in this cosmos of life. I am very grateful to all of them with depth of my heart. And it is not only my case, I think everyone has almost the same story. There is huge responsibility on our shoulders to pay back for all of those and the ultimate way to do this is always bring positive change in the life of others who came across you.


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4 years ago

When birds chirp near to mango tree

The sound makes me free

Free from all of my worries

Free from thoughts becoming toxic

For me this chirping is music.

When a child giggles aloud.

Sometimes alone

Often in crowd.

This giggling evaporates overpowers

Cries of mind

Mind, which often remains tired and sick.

This giggling is music.

Star filled sky

Moon on clouds ride

Not a single decibel of sound

All around

This silence is creating magic

This is soothing silent music

The concert of air with leaves, crickets, woodpecker, cuckoo in wood.

It sounds too good

Just one have to steal few hours from daily life

And step into nearby wood.

I promise

If you could

You will be surprise without out any trick

This music will refresh your soul

That is it's goal.

The most serene is sound of breathe

It is most desired rhythm

Need not to step out

It is in, all about.

If one learn to listen and admire

Then can feel

Music in life

Life in music.


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