Those tears.....

She looked at the empty wall,

With a lost thought in her eyes.

The dreams seemed to collapsed,

On those dreamy blackeyes.

Those were forgotten,

But the tears rolled forgiven.

Blunted were the thoughts,

Words were mistakenly forgotten.

The plays, the pranks seemed to narrow;

Down those miserable memory lane.

O can thou bring the thoughts in light,

The thoughts that was crumbling thee,

Could I ever take that sorrow away?

That seemed to tear my little princess in pieces.

Dreams, the illusion the little dusk that had tainted thy heart,

If I could ever,

Stumble on to your thoughts,

I would kill that beast of sadness,

That made you cry to tears and salt,

On his face at glee..

Chasing the time

I always believed that the new things can begin on any new day, new hour or even it takes moments to know when to begin in the new form.

I met an enlightened soul. Someone who made me look into my inner soul and the things suddenly changed. She made me understood the true life has nothing to do with chasing of glamour and money.

Life meant to be with people whom all the life along we take for granted. The closest, the nearest and the dearest of all – the FAMILY. What if the word “FAMILY” had not been there, how would have been the life.

The life would have been nothing but a desert with nothing but the sands of time that makes us run till we died for thirst of love, the unquenchable.

I don’t know when I started running the race of time and adding people in life. The addition was so much that the time subtraction could not be even be noticed. What is more important in life is not how we realise but how we deal.

As soon as I realised the time suddenly began to change. There was a few days left and my brother left for Chennai. The world seemed to crash but I was there standing steady with the remaining members of my family – my younger sister and Ma.

Suddenly the unforeseen happened and my sister was admitted to hospital. The senses were blunt and nothing caught my attention except the little faults, little moods that had hurt my soul people.

I started to count the reasons why I had been so much busy in my life. The reason was nothing but running behind some unimportant people to earn them to cherish them and to be a part of their life.

 Now I am just waiting my sister to recover and my brother to return. I want my family to be back in a piece. 

In midst of all this , I won’t forget to mention about that little lady  who is an angel and who made a change in my whole thought process and with that even the  deepest desires began to change.

Well, to confess the truth; I am lucky than the other people not only for having such a supportive and a caring family but also a friend who happened to be a part of life by mere coincidence.

Rudeness in the play

There were screams of fright and she walked away without even looking back. There was nothing except sobs and darkness that persistently followed her. Impatience and rudeness of her was once again rewarded with detachment from one of her most treasured asset. The twists and turns were sure not to be a part of her life. It was of the fact that all good things comes to end naturally. On her part, she tried to persuade her angel to believe her words. But it was naturally not so easy on per part, she tried to persuade the angel to believe her words. But it was hard for her to believe once again as the trust was broken again and again without any specific reason. Through the windows of discovery, natural affection had crept in to the colleagues and they had become best of friends. But nothing seemed to satisfy her extreme crave of her friendship. While the other person simply warned and it had resulted in nothing but grudge, and then the similar case went on over the time. But as the time processed on there was lot more she wanted to do for her and she couldn’t accept the possessiveness, obsession was all that was in limelight and nothing seemed to be perfect. All was drowned in those rude words which were unacceptable.

It seemed that possessiveness and obsessiveness might be understood over the time,but it was in vain when all that was there was  nothing but misunderstandings of time.But things were on place when the time seemed to ran at its pace.