Today an incident in my neighbour forced me to pen down this.
Let’s have a ride on clouds. Clouds are messengers of sky just arrived to give message to mountains who are there to receive message for earth. Message received. Mountains just whispered to the clouds, “Love you”
Eyes
I have seen eyes,
So many eyes
Naughty and curious eyes
Of kids.
Eyes having fear in it,
Looking here and there,
Eyes having joy,
Wide and open.
Closed eyes in the prayer,
Smiling eyes,
Eyes having doubt on someone,
Eyes as identity of people;
As people are having mask on the face.
Speaking eyes.
Deep eyes having secret in them.
Eyes having tears in it sometime due to happiness and sometime due to grief.
Eyes in quest of knowledge.
Eyes immersed in love.
Eyes having ambition,
Eyes having full make up.
Eyes having desire to see.
Sleeping eyes.
And you know
I have seen these eyes through my eyes
So eyes looking deep in the eyes are mine.
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.
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.
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
Why do people behave the way, they do?
Why do they laugh, when someone cry?
Why do they don’t, when they have to try?
Why do they leave, when they have to hold?
Why do they be timid, when they are expected to be bold?
Why do people behave the way, they do?
Why do they tight their lips, when they have to shout?
Why do they search something within, when they have to look out?
Why do they sink, when it is time rise?
Why do they misunderstand, when they have to understand?
Why do they bear, when they it’s time to tear apart?
Why do people behave the way, they do?
Why do they freeze, when it’s time to act?
Why do they ponder so much, when they know its fact?
Why do they behave as blind, when its time to stand as witness?
Why do they prove as curse, when they have option to be bless?
Why do people behave the way, they do?
Note: I know there are various theories and principles to answer these above mentioned questions, the million dollar question is that why these awkward act of people are still happening in this world to make this place horrible when there is a chance to make it Eden.
The dense fog
And your first sight
Almost a yard in my right
I stumbled against you
Just kneeling down
You gave me your hand
And my heart gone band.
Inside the class
I was just in for you
That was the day
When I found
Others say
I lost my way.
In every movie
I have assumed you
My partner
I made cards for you
Never dared to give you
You were always with me
When I was roaming around the school ground.
I have written those three magical words for you.
And one day I dare put my letter inside your bag.
And next day
I was called in principal office.
I couldn't figure out
What I have done
I saw your father with that paper
She asked did you write it
I accepted and
Got canes on my both hands.
Said sorry
Came back to class and your smiling face was enough.
I keep noticing your smile,
Walk, the way you talk and your style
I remained in conversation with you
Volumes can be written on those silent conversation between me and you
That was even without you.
Very soon we passed out from school
My friends teased me and said you were biggest fool.
Why you wrote your name on letter?
I said then for what else I wrote the letter.
Still I have goosebumps
While writing all these.
I don't know what was that...
It was nice .....
Why do people behave, the way, they do???????
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