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We often imagine perfect scenario. Let it be life or love. And anyone in his/her sublime adulthood is more influenced by the latter one. As a human its natural to feel inclination towards someone and hope to get reciprocated. Its something too natural to go through this phase at least once in our life.  *BANG!!* A sudden loud thud on the door, brought me back from my fantasy to reality, sitting between sixty other students. "May I come in?" A lean, moderately muscular boy came in, without waiting for any approval. Around 5'7, black messy hair, charcoal black eyes and a careless attitude. He simply went off to sit on a vacant seat in the third row and second column. All eyes followed him to his seat and then refocused on lecturer, except mine.  It was Monday morning, a new session after the winter break and I was least interested in the middle aged guy teaching me something that I never wanted to study. As the lectured p...

As I sat in an empty dark depressing bar alone, I ordered another drink..  *Bartender- Sorry nothing is left, you finished all the whisky*  *Me- THEN GET ME SOME RUM!*  as my shout echoed through the bar like a roar, shouting without lifting my head from being slumped over the table. I hid my face away in my own shadow, as I drank my sorrow in a gulp. The bartender slid the glass over to me. I grabbed it and gazed at it in a way like it now holds everything for me. I took a second to breathe the heaviness in the air before I knocked down that last glass.  *The day he died.. I'll never forget what happened. It made a scar so deep in my mind like I have been branded.* *If only.. IF ONLY I WAS STRONGER!! Stronger enough to get over this* Slamming the empty glass in my right hand on the table with a loud thud and shattering the glass into infinite pieces that made it a whole. Tears ran down my face, falling into the open cuts on my blood soaked ...

वक़्त ना ठहरा, ना रुका ना सुना  बस चलता गया चलता गया  मैं इस जीवन का मुसाफ़िर  वक़्त के संग ढलता गया ढलता गया।   बसंत बीते कई  पर ये चार ना बीत पाएंगे,  जब भी मुड़ देखूँगा इन्हे  बीते लम्हो की याद दिलाएंगे।  वो जूनून, वो जोश, वो तमन्ना, वो उमंग  लेकर जिन्हे हम सब, चले थे एक दूजे के संग शायद संग तब ना थे, पर है संग अब  आज के बिछड़े हम, न जाने अब मिलेंगे कब।   आज, मेरी अधूरी आशाओं और बिछड़ने के दर्द को  वो, अनसुना कर गया..   वक़्त ना ठहरा, ना रुका ना सुना  बस चलता गया चलता गया  मैं इस जीवन का मुसाफ़िर  वक़्त के संग ढलता गया ढलता गया।। गम है बहुत और हम है लाचार  जिनके साथ बीते थे वो याराना पल   उनके बिना अब सब कुछ लगेगा भार  अब तो बस, है उन यादों का सहारा  जो इन ' चार सालों ' में मिला  अब ना मिलेगा दोबारा।  कामना है मेरी, केवल मेरे मन से  कि तू देना मेरा साथ,  हमेशा याद रहे वो सब  जो याद है आज,...

With the embark of dawn, life all over, discharges to take rest after the tiresome day. Unlike all other forms of life, we homo-sapiens don't settle so easily. With the darkness gaining strength, our mind starts to wander back and forth, as we become more of an observer of our lives. Resigning from what we are today, we try to settle down at some point in the past, a place somewhere back in our mind still properly preserved as it was years back. We count every thing, still there is a degree of incompleteness even after compiling every single bit of memory. This often leave us shattered and we fail to accept certain aspects about past, people and relations. Acceptance is the sole way to live. Things happen. Life evolves and we move on. Nobody is going to stop for anyone. No matter how closely related a person is to any relation or a situation. Its something we need to embrace. People often desire to be remembered and to be missed; but what they fail to realize is that ...

True are words of George Bernard Shaw, "Happy is the man who earns his living by his hobby" , as he said in his book, 'The Pygmalion'. Ultimately pursuing something that makes a man happier is the best thing that could be done by him to himself. Today's modern generation is full of potential to be discovered. They are striving hard for the accomplishment of their dreams and trying to convert those dreams into reality. They have the  calibre  and the enthusiasm, but are unable to do so. Ultimately money acts as a barrier between them and their passion.  At the end of the day, they will be needed to earn money to sustain their family and follow a job that  fulfils  this need, doesn't matter it interests him or not. Hefty college schedule bounds students from doing a regular job and earn a little money. But this doesn't solve their problem and in fact it motivates them to explore their self all over again. It forces them...

As contrary to the popular belief, all unsaid goodbyes aren't heart wrenching. Some are quite thoughtful to kick-start a huge emotional turmoil deep inside you and spark a conversation with your inner being about unscathed feelings of anyone's exit from your encircle. A husky breath gushed out of her mouth, and not a word when she was trying to say something to her husband , before laying lifeless on white cotton bed sheet in the Government hospital, after being hit by a fleeting bike, being rode by a teenager. It was a bright Monday morning. The couple was on the way to their offices; unaware of what is going to strike them off their usual daily routine. She had decided to tell her husband that she was expecting a baby on their first marriage anniversary; a fortnight later and surprise him. But nobody can go against the will of time. She was imagining his vivid reaction on hearing this news when suddenly from nowhere a speeding bike hit their vehicle tossing her far ...

In this odyssey of life we do often run into various feathers of people. With the passage of time mostly whom we meet, they retreat and fade away. But we give few specific ones especial place in our lives but not everyone of them turns out to be somebody who make us a better person but actually are just opposite.     We, being much in control of our sentiments often love others so much that we even forget that we love ourselves too. There's often a time, when life hits hard upon you; knock you down and a person lifts you out of that and loves you in a way that you think no other person can do: In return you provide him/her the liberty to receive your care and love forever. But what if that person only invades your freedom, shatters your expectations and robs you out of your happiness? We unknowingly let that other person to take control over our lives. We become so dependent that it appears we might not survive without them. We allow them to row our boat of life, ...

In this awfully exciting life, no wonder, series of uncertain event often give nourishment to our hunger of life within our sometimes resentful lives. We do frequently look back into our long gone past with thirst of some memories of joy, glee, triumph, and love but mostly end with gloomy, miserable, desolate and rejected reminders. We, other-time, also foresee our upcoming days with a hope for untroubled fortunes and success disregarding the fact that we pitiful humans, are not even sure of waking up the next day. I was sitting with my group of friends, observing the series of human establishments, green fertile land and people going past; through the window of the crackling active bus, while my trip to Amritsar. Travelling has always been something that had never missed any single chance of amusing and amazing me. Most people like one of my dear friend liked the window seat more while I preferred a companion with whom I can have a healthy talk.  Discussing Ideas and exper...

She was there. Yes..! No doubt it was her. Neither he wasn't dreaming nor it was an illusion. Everything that he could see was *her*. Finally she was there just to meet him. The sparkle in her piercing eyes itself told how much she was eager to meet him. The weight of emotions and indescribable words, which he was carrying from quite a while for her, suddenly vanished with the first sight of her. Calming down huge turmoil of words and getting anxious for not able to decide what to say to her, he moved forward and leaned a bit and said ,'Hi.' In response, he heard something, something he wasn't expecting. It was the noise honking vehicles and commuting people. Decomposing back to consciousness, he notices that he had been carried away from reality. There was no her. It was all just a dream, a mere fantasy that he always wanted to have happen with him. That love Standing there all alone, at the nick of the street, he remembers how he had always preferred her o...

Yes I knew that's not gonna happen yet I was standing there in the oblivion, waiting for her. Deep in my heart I can never believe that we weren't meant to be together still I was expecting her to come back. My childish moist eyes were not accepting the obvious fact. Even though it just had been just a couple of week but it appeared as if I have been with her for ages. From nowhere she came, ignited my child consciousness and left me burning in agony. Her First Flight On a very bright day, some eight summers back, I remember I came across a sweet little nest of some bird on my terrace. The curious me, in no moment noticed the purple egg in that golden color nest properly hidden behind a wedge. I used to observe the mother bird taking care of her egg. Few days later when I went back to the nest there was no egg, instead there was sweet bluish green baby bird. That little bird, was such an awful thing to me. It was really an adventurous feeling to see such a little life,...

There I was lying cold and motionless. I couldn't sense or feel anything. I could see blood stained bed-sheet on which I was resting, as I was never to rise up again. There were people; whom once I used to love, crying and yelling in pain of loosing there beloved, but I had no emotions for them right there. I was nostalgic and weightless as I moved to the corner of that room, right next to the window which was looking down at the street; leaving my dead lifeless body behind. Sixty two years of age was much more than I expected. With all duties done, children having settled, and after dreading five years of loneliness since my wife's departure, finally I was done too. Even though I was a good son, a loyal husband and a loving father yet I wasn't calm inside after leaving my body. My hard outer being was fully eroded from inside leaving guilt and thirst of undone works. A Regretful Soul I was a dedicated man. A man of visions with a hunger for the best. I was into th...

"We are happy and present for each other every time- what else do we need?", with a skimpy cough, said the old shoemaker sitting at the entrance of his clapped out hut, as the smoke rose from the back side of his little empire, on the very nick of the road, where his wife has been cooking for the two. As he sewed my shoe's tore mid-sole, I kept wondering what those resolutely noxious eyes have seen in their entire journey of life- to be so peaceful and turbulent at the same time, even when devoid of all worldly matters. Two years back, I remember, Everyday I used to cross that super busy road; right next to a nearly shattered hut- to reach my coaching classes. While travelling back to my dorm, I used to peep in to that little place only to find an old man and a women; who use to talk in quite a chivalrous mood. But whenever the lady left for some work, a grave fear used to coat old man's smile. I wanted to know the reason but how, I being an outsider -could invad...

One day you will miss me Like I missed you forever.. I am just sick  If not you Death should meet me rather.. In this world of agony and pain where tears shed like rain I remember, we had spent few lovely moments together which now can not be cherished with one another.. One day you will miss me  Like I missed you forever! In this world of multiple faces I too learnt something bad Its only "pretend" to be HAPPY when you are sad.. Though I regret For what I had done but doesn't mean Only I caused initiation.. I had a problem untold that I can't keep my feelings hold and this was the devilish work which brought my life to dirge.. let, bygones be bygones still, there's a flame burning  and will be enlightened till the sun of my life sets ever.. I bet, One day you will miss me  like I missed you forever!

Who Cares If I am sad Who Cares how I feel Who Cares If I am alone Who Cares For the evil I deal Who Cares! Who Cares what I alike Who Cares what I need Who Cares what I wish Who Cares To listen my plea Who Cares! Who Cares to ask my well being Who Cares for my innocent heart Who Cares to hear my silence Who Cares if I did not start Who Cares! Who Cares If I miss my self Who Cares if I shed tear Who Cares If I fake smile Who Cares of dead life I bear Who Cares! Who Cares If my eyes go moist Who Cares I miss my smile Who Cares for my somewhere lost mind Who Cares If I want to be happy for a while Who Cares! Who Cares of my unusual behavior Who Cares If something I want to tell Who Cares to understand me Who Cares how bad I felt Who Cares! Who Cares If I got hurt Who Cares of nightmare I see Who Cares If I dread dreams Who Cares t...

Life is certainly the most unpredictable, unfathomable and awfully unusual web of events occuring with us. Life has its own nature. It always happens. Whatever we imagine we never get, whatever we get we never have wished, whatever we wished we never received and whatever we received we never accepted and loved. We live in dilemma of bad past and unknown future. We always remembered whatever things and people we lost but we never ever appreciated beautiful things and important persons we have. Why life is so different, so challenging? Is it really most confusing thing or we are the one hugely confused? We all think to have a life according to us but at most occasions it goes on itself, bringing in surprising people and events that we never ever had imagined of. At that point of life we shouldn't be stubborn, sometimes we should compromise with situations and people, as each and everything happening to us, is for our good only. There are generally two ways of li...

In a dark corner of the shelf, I was lying since the time immemorial. Now I was An Old Book for her. I remember when she bought me I was quite appealing with a brand new cover, attractive bold titles and meaningful insights with some awesome reviews. She was very happy while holding me in her hand and felt proud. She was extremely curious to know everything about me. She thought I had all she wished for and was totally flaunted with the beautiful sensitive story I stored in, and with the life I contained in me. No sooner I became her first priority to everything. She would accompany me in her thoughts everywhere until she was able to know me all. The day she got to know whatever I contained, I became a thicker lifeless book for her. She soon lost interest in me. I was not that exciting and interesting now as she knew every bit of me. Finally she bought a new book. Yet, she often sometimes go through my pages when bored but now I was apathetic to her with nothing new to say and so ther...