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In Search of Lost Time

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Beneath the clock’s unyielding gaze, I wander through life’s fleeting maze. Each tick, a whisper, soft and low, Of moments passed, of time’s sure flow. The morning sun once kissed my face, Its warmth a tender, sweet embrace. Yet now it hides behind the haze, Of yesterdays and distant days. Laughter echoes in the air, Ghosts of joy once felt somewhere. The dance of youth, a fleeting flame, Leaves only shadows and a name. Oh, how I yearn to pause, rewind, To gather fragments left behind— The words unsaid, the dreams untold, The hands I should have dared to hold. Yet time, a river, flows one way, No backward course, no room to stay. Its beauty lies in what it lends, A fleeting gift before it ends. So here I stand, no past to bind, In search of time I’ll never find. Instead, I breathe this present air, And cherish now, for it is rare.

When My Distant Dream came True !

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I have to be dreaming, this can't be real. When you finally said those words with all your zeal. I was surprised, I was insane, And my kidney drained all the adrenaline onto my brain. The day of judgement was finally there, and the only thing which was left, Was to make myself believe, that it was really happening here. I know I have not known you long, but this felt so right. I felt as though I have known you my whole life, and thoughts of you kept me awake all night. With those magical eyes ,when you gazed, Your style, your smile, left me so amazed. How beautiful you are, overwhelms me, your voice gives me chills, It's a sweet music to my ears, and hearing your laugh always makes me thrill. These late night hourly chats on the mobile, When we forget all the worries in that while. These cute little fights we had over silly things, After which I always have to apologize before my queen. All these moments are jewels of my life, Which alway...

As the Dew from Heaven Distilling

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Have you ever wondered what is final destiny of everyone. Ever thought about it in quite corner of your heart? Maybe some of you had but most of you hadn't . Even I was ignorant or rather not willing to know about the ultimate destination of every one who has taken birth. But I was stuck by the two mighty bows that shook me from the inner core. This made me wonder about what happens to oneself after you have medically declared dead. Here I came up with an interesting article about it.... As soon as you die, following processes occurs to you as predicted by science. First, as parts of your neural net starts to shut down due to oxygen deprivation, some zonal potential will start to decay. Random regions will fire due to inhibitory regions shutting down, while other networks resort to emergency prevention procedure. As death takes over more and more regions (assuming that the heart has stopped working for a while now) parts of the mind quickly transition between shock, qu...

A letter to my Father

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Drowning in the darkness, Of deep despair. Believing the lies I hear, And seeing truths not there. See the rays of sunlight,  They shine upon my scar. Reaching for that broken smile, Among the hidden stars. Hear the tear drops, Falling form my eyes. Believe my hidden secrets, And tell my stolen lies. Bring me to the surface, Give me air to breathe. Let me see the sorrow, Upon my Broken Dreams. As a child, I brought, All this to you. With broken heart, Moist eyes, Shattered Dreams,  And a Beautiful smile. With only hope,  That could be mend, Only by YOU....

The girl who knew me best

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When I was little, I wasn't looking for anything. I wasn't planning of falling,  For anyone so soon. But then I met you, and it changed everything.  I found you and then I found myself,  Slowly wanting to spend time with you. It was simple, it was easy. Thinking about you always made me crazy. I still remember the day I met you first, Gazing at you in the coaching center a lot. Rejoicing at your glimpse,  And still didn't want to get caught. It's more than 3 years since then, And I found you the best person in my life. Who made me see the sun,  When I have seen only the clouds. As a person who believed in me so much,  That I too started believing in myself. Hours of conversation we had,  And the laughter we shared together.   Are one of the best moments of my life. Today you know me more than I do about myself. I don't know what you are from inside, that you always predict me. And that too w...

An Unfleged Night

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There are times when I want to be left alone. The time when the warm air gives slight hint of gentle cold breeze and makes the clouds heavy. The time when the trees awaits their share after a long wait and the birds are in a cheerful mood. The time when the rain pours down the ground with its pleasant smell blossoms the essence of true life. The time when the scent of dust makes me want to breath more air and the whistling wind reminds me of an old memorable song thinking of which I feel nostalgic.   It was the end of my first semester at IIIT Allahabad. Yes it was the last exam of end- semester, SMAT230C. My exam ended at 1:00pm and the sigh of relief felt was inexpressible. Well who won't be happy and relaxed at that time, as finally semester has ended. I've made plans with my friends to enjoy the day and to visit Civil Lines to have fun. At 1:25pm I received a call from my father, telling me about the condition of my nana and advising me to come to home as soon as ...

ON 7th Day

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On the 7 th day of my winter vacation, Thought to write tragedy that came in my notion. My mind is hot and eyes are cold, And continued to write about story repeatedly told. My Nana is dead, I still cannot figure out it, And that’s the truth, I’m not telling lie. Winter is on and summer is gone, Showering in the sunlight, I’m sitting here alone. Alone in the sun, I’m taking the bath, And pondering on. what will happen aftermath? My world is ravished because my Nana is no more. With wounds so deep no one could cure. My heart is dark and there is situation of blackout. Everyone is silent and nobody is out. Pessimism has grabbed everybody’s soul, Of what has happened, no one ever gone. Dissent lies in everybody’s heart, And eventually someone has to take the start. Call of the hour is to light up the corpse, And everyone is regretting to suffer the great loss. His body is cold and lifeless, Sleeping like a new born baby, Not to wake up, but t...