Sitting at the Banks of Ganga is where this log comes from.
There are moments, events and people in your life which define how you perceive things. Relating to all small things in and around, to the ones you are associated with or use to be associated with.
From the tranquillity of the Ganga, Read the rest of this entry
Always felt it in my Heart since childhood, this Video summed the feeling of a Grandchild in 3 Minutes…
I’m probably the last of my Relatives & Friends to see it, but being Grandson to Independence Era Grand Parents, felt right In… Read the rest of this entry
Precipitation, Droplets of Water Falling under the effect of Gravity from the water body called Clouds. This phenomenon is classified as Rains. Is it so simple? Is it just water?
Don’t know Why the thunder ignites the flashback engine, Why the dark clouds bring in loneliness realization?
The lightening seems to be the mockery of Gods on me, as if Zeus himself laughing and saying
“I gave you a Life to make a million Lifetimes, you buffoon slaughtered it with expectations, egos, ethics, values, dearness, foes, & greed.”;
Each drop a electron ion carrying with it the moments; When I expected and crash landed.. When I jumped to fly but found no wings, When I wanted to stand but found no ground. Every moment, When I was somebody and sometimes nobody but never Me. All those moments that I wanted to be; for I could never dedicate myself in the Endeavour.
Yet I find myself at peace when it rains, for I let it pierce through me. As if allowing it to wash away the leaves of the Gaya, which reside inside me holding the tender sections. Yet I find peace in thee for it seems to be the tears that I couldn’t shed, for times I could shout out loud, for times I couldn’t fight… The droplets, thunder, lightning seem to do that for me.
The words and sentences loose meaning when the same cannot be transformed to actions. Actions which mean otherwise only convey ones lurking motives to have the best of worlds. Marketing in today’s scenario have given a new meaning to Dating, Dates and Love. Fueling the Satan’s words not cupids. Hanging on to all roads at once only means eventually you will be left with none to choose.
Events of Today, Remind me of Yesterday,
The smell of scent reincarnates the smell of skin;
I couldn’t hold you against your will, for surely I went against mine.
The Haunting continues…
Looking at the Hearts, Reminded am I of Mine;
Beat had a rhythm once, today it just beats.
The Wind holds me by sword, it hallucinates your hair swaying through me.
The Haunting continues…
Kajal around the eyes, some say is to protect one from evil spirits; while some say is to protect the eyes. For the observer it is the element that highlights those Brown sparkling eyes. Enhancing each detail of the iris so beautifully that they seem like floating lava in a viscous fluid so cold that the flames Read the rest of this entry
Unravelled another truth of Life, the decisions are solemnly yours if you are the only one being affected by them. Collateral Damage or the revenue bookings of the fruits of those decisions are solemnly yours if you are the only one being affected by it. But if the pillars are being shared then the down force of the outcome might carry more latent force for one particular pillar than the other for that pillar could be the victim of vandalised approach to things.
If you are driving or you are playing with the hearts while holding the spades in your hand, always keep in mind the other characters and jokers in the world are not at your disposal. If you cannot be careful and upcoming, never ask for more than you can chew; for you may even loose what you have. Never do onto others what you don’t want to go through yourself. Every action has an equally resistive response catapulted to it.
I walked a hundred miles without any ache, without a feeling of numbness..
It was meant to be, a journey that I was to embark on to reach the end of river, the opening into the sea, waiting for my dreams to take wings. Towards the end before the sea, I met a pack of Dolphins… who refilled me with life, their jitter and glitter reminded me of the times I use to have, the life I use to have before I started my journey. I smiled and thanked God everyday, Everyday I dozed off with a smile on my face. I was elated and happy to hang with the Bats see the world up side down if I had too; but like all good things of life suddenly Dolphins found new source, maybe I was dull maybe I was not energetic, or maybe I was not the same… or Vise-versa… I hope the Dolphin remembers me for I define my degree years in those three months…
The clocks run at the same pace but the time seems different… The sunshine is the same but the light seems different… The sea seems the same but the sailors are different…