Voice to My Thoughts!!!

Science says that when our eyes see something, the image takes time to reach our brain. Maybe just a nanosecond. That means what we see happening around us has already happened. It means we live in life which has been lived already.  There are certain events we wish hadn’t occurred, but we have to accept because those would only be reflections of the things which have already happened. There are things we don’t want to know, but we have to learn. There are people we can’t live without, but we have to let them go. This is life, we live this, and sometimes it gives us choices. We live with our choices; we choose one option from many by thinking that it’s the right one. But what we decide is right is based on just a few theories or assumptions just like in science.  I know, it’s not worthy to compare life with science. In science, people change the choices in experiments, wherein life, we have to stick with one choice that we made because no one can unring the bell...

When your sisters leave the home, your home isn't the home. It's just a house... What brothers feel when sisters leave home after marriage... My two sisters got married a weak ago and this poem is dedicated to them. I don’t know you, who are you? I was wondering in the crib. you were taking care of me but you were also small, maybe five years? Wooo, you took me out of the crib for the first time, I hoped you wouldn’t drop me; your hands were too small to lift me. Waaa, Whaaa, I was crying as you dropped me. I’ll take revenge, I thought though I was too small to think. I started sleeping outside crib finally. I was able to know People around me now. I got to know you are my sister. We fought to have that single chocolate but at the end, you sacrificed everything to see the smile on my face. I remember my first day in the school, I cried to go to mom But you pampered me just like another mother from the God above On the day...

When she asked if I love her not... Do I love you? I don’t know what love is But I want to feel it with you If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? Maybe I don’t think of you all time But I care and ask, “Have you eaten yet?” If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? I don’t cry about your problems But I help and teach you to face them If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? I’m practical-thinking kind person But with you, I try to be crazy like you If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? I don’t smile or laugh a lot But with you, I’m all smiles If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? I don’t talk a lot on telephone But I’m all jittery when you’re not reachable If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? Yes, we fight many times But next morning, I try everything to make things work If that’s love, then yes, I love you. Do I love you? I ...

We shared problems, we found solutions. We shared a laugh, we found happiness. We shared secrets, we found the truth. We shared thoughts, we found how beautifully we harmonized. We shared everything and we became used to it.

        The wounds you gave me, they still hurt,         but I choose not to cry now.         The hole you left in my heart cause pains,         but I choose not to feel it anymore now.         The eyes you used to watch in, still cries         but I choose not to show it out now.         The lips which used to lock with yours, now dries,         but I choose not to share love now.         The messages we shared, I still read,         but I choose to destroy them all.         The way you used to look at me, still flashes,         but I choose not to miss you now.         The first picture we took together, I still see,         but I choose to tear it now.   ...

I miss those days we lived together I miss those hours we talked together I miss those minutes we laughed together I miss those seconds we build memories together I miss those moments, in which we lived life together Even after not a single call in last four years, My heart still misses you, to live rest of the life together. P.S. : This image doesn't belong to me.

             She looked up to say something.              “You…,” she was holding tears back, couldn’t say further,              She forgot where we were,              She cut the distance between us,              Sun was shining, and sky was smiling              Just like her,              She came closer and closer,              Until I could sense heavily pumping heart of her,              She wrapped hands around my neck,              I held her from waist,              And it happened,              We kissed.

Answering simplest question is most difficult sometimes, or I should say many times when it’s about life. When it comes to life, most of us fails to explain, and she had said, “I’ll explain.” She was my love, my life, she is, and always she will be. Allow me to ask you a simple question. Have you ever thought about death? We all have a busy schedule in this fast life but go ahead and give a chance to this question, take a moment and really think about it. It’s hard to imagine may be, but picture yourself in the hospital, laying on the nursing bed covered with a white sheet, relatives are around you, but you search for only one face, which matters the most, your love, whom you are used to calling your life. When you can’t catch a glance of that face in the room full of people, you drop the hope of living because your life is not with you. The person you love most is not with you. Just picture yourself in this kind situation, knowing that you have a few more days to live now, ju...

I  got down from the bus and made my way on the main road to the hospital. Sun had already shut down his orange shine. Lighting on the street was only by the street light of the city. The fragrance of street food approached my nose. My empty stomach was giving a knock, but I took my mind off from the torture of stomach. I wanted to find that one hospital first in that metro city, Mumbai. She needed me, and I was already too late. It tried to reach her as soon as possible, but things weren’t that easy in anyone’s life. I used all of my energy to reach her. I wished to be with her; she desired me. She needed me most during that hard time, and I was still some distance away from her. My beloved Suman was there in the hospital, might be because of me. Mostly Suman and I used to sit on the table facing each other in the canteen. To bunk lectures and sit with your beloved in the canteen is the most beautiful, most relic moments of college days. However, Suman and I were not ...

It was most memorable journey of my life in the morning train named Gujarat Queen. Firstly, it gave me idea for writing this story, after my three blogs. Secondly, it is not every time you sit in a compartment and a young, pretty girl walks in and seats next to you. To be honest, it was first time to be happened with me. Yes, you see in movies, you hear about it from your friend’s friend but it never happens to you. In most cases, I shared my compartment with talkative aunties, old men who always talk devotional but this morning was different and awesome. It was 9th September 2014; train arrived at platform on 05:45 AM. People rushed towards the train. Utkarsh (my roomie) and I kept quite and aside from that rush because we were having confirmed seat. Finally, we got in and our seat no. were 102 & 98. There was already one uncle seated on 102 so we thought not to disturb him. Utkarsh (utk) seat on 101 and I seat very next to him on 100.  As I took, sigh of relief, ...

Honestly, I did not want to write this; I mean about love. I don't know which fundamental rule of life is working behind it, but whenever you want to stay away from anything, those things always draws you towards it. Actually on one beautiful night , my roomy asked me that what Love is. Is love the luck of the draw? Are some of us just luckier than others? Or is it something lacking in me?   Well , no one can define love, and I am also unable to explain this word. But I can definitely say what love is not. Yes, love is not always about liking someone. “I love my shirt,” “I love my bag,” “I love my cell,” “I love my dog” these are the some of the sentences   that we heard from people around us. But looking at  an other side, even in our society they don’t allow us to keep pets like dogs and cats. People say that the love for these things or pets is actually “like” for these extra attracting things. Beyond   this , I thought and asked myself, is it only like? ...