Weal and Woe

There’s a plant in the veranda of our house Short and adorable, as we were, of course raised hearing the yell of our naughty play Where at night we & grandma used to stay As the days surpassed like a bullet train, it grew taller and taller With water of love we all poured , worthy than a thousand dollar It stimulated ties firmly as fast as our age incremented , As its annual rings enlarged in diameter , we were much delighted It bore soft-sweet fruits, gifted each of us until we had them to our stomach’s full I could hear those chit-chats ,short-sweet stories of Grandma when we’re dull Savouring of sweetness, gobbling sound, praising lord’s lovely wonder… the moon lit sky watched us from above as she knotted tales as a story binder The tree had become the fourth in our group , it never wished to sleep As if it wanted us to stay longer, embraced, till the late night’s beep Then it waves the cold breeze through its leaves bidding good night And touches smoothly with love in response ...

This happened today morning. I sat on sofa leisurely. A hot cup of tea placed on table was pleasing to have my touch in sunny morning to drive out my laziness. All of a sudden, my cousin, my craziest and loveliest phone addict just passed before me striding hardly on the floor. It seemed as if she was trying to catch my attention. “Strange…why would she ? I mean she usually gets too busy on her brand new Realme gifted by my uncle after many requests(including from my side too)”. While thoughts flew through my mind, something unusual happened… “When she politely asked me to pass the paper section that was laid by me after reading. This must be my imagination I thought.” “She…she mustn’t be her”, I consoled myself. ”There’s no phone in her hand. In fact, it’s the first time ever I’m seeing her without it. Did she change herself ? What made her resistant to her phone? Corona do not affect phones. Come on finally what can’t be done by me & my uncle is finally done by herself” I suffice...

Fire is fire. How long can it hold its property of not burning the things down even it used to treat once upon a time? A single misdeed can outweigh many good deeds you've done. Watch out!

It’s eight in the morning and still I’m unable to make my senses believe the fact that a day has begun anew to lead. Hardly, I energize myself to hold the brush and wash my face. I bet my friends won’t consider bathing as a ‘tradition’ as I do in this quarantine. Then arrives a daily norm of scrolling through all the social pages which I’ve created not to feel alone – Facebook, Instagram, Whats app and Twitter. To get detached from them is a strenuous task but the job is well handled by my mother’s shriek. I know her well after all. After having some breakfast, I leisurely pace to binge watching the series in Netflix. Before I realise that all the episodes are successfully completed, there comes a disaster. A disaster which impels me believe that a day has been successfully passed with dissatisfaction of not being productive. I’m pretty much sure that most of us are in a same situation as mine. Reminding of my casual days, I now become utterly surprised how I was able to manage numerou...

Roots can never be forgotten

JUST CHASE

Dear self,         It’s okay to feel disturbed, sad even helpless         But by letting the tears run down your cheeks,         People can’t belittle you as a kid         After all, what’s so embarrassing in being called one?         Kids are more better than adults in expressing out         With no worries & fear of suppression of others         It is absolutely okay to let the sadness out         Breathing out the polluted air of regret,         Washing away the torn scenes with tears         You will be the one who you determined to be       ...

Do you feel the same too?

Do you acknowledge the destruction of your own clan? Or are you still blind folded in delusion where religious beliefs and karma are drawn out as the cause of this misfortune? This nature has given you much to your need but your stomach was in greed And do you see the aftermath finally ? The pressure this earth has got reverted back to you by your own deeds When your activities are flawless in an eco-system where everything should work in accordance It's no wonder you had no mercy for the pure heart is scarce to find where people kill themselves in hatred You should have bothered about us but we gave up on knowing how intensely self centred lives you were living in We do bear you unlike how you treat us, you can control us, degrade river's quality, hunt for your greedy stomach But better be aware that it's all confined & anything that's consumed more than threshold, can't be tolerated by us We believe there's breakdown in your routine, thousands are being ki...

It feels bored as hell and solely trapped Crazy thoughts travel through head Every page stepped on poses challenges Surrounded by panic and worst nightmares Unsure of where & what it leads us to mustering a pinch of hope for survival & slight air to cling onto I dream of the day when its first ray of light will be as bright & calm as it used to, like in those days of delight And of the time when walls of fear, flaws & anxiety are torn apart leading to an unbeatable character that enriches the society

The gloomy night is set to rule With the moon glowing bright anew  perfectly round in deep silence of wild Work driven humans are lost in slumber  Birds stop chirping, kids close their eyes  And breeze acts strange as the sky deepens One by one the burning bulbs are shut To black, cold whisper of an unknown world  Hidden behind the daylight reveals its strength The flickering candle blows out unlocking the mysteries  As firm eyed owls hoot in content, twitchy eyes of beasts shine fiercely venomous snakes hiss as shadows scattered surmount the ground victoriously The await is on the verge, it’s time for the clan in slumber to feed upon One by one the whole kingdom awakens to lead the night they're gifted Until dawn arrives as the time keeps striding in an infinite loop on & on & on Quotes :  “Time is like a river. It passes taking turns with opportunities laid irrespective of every entity”  “An another dusk & dawn has just passed and there a...

Take me over With your chromatic light Until my vision gets blurred When I can sense only beauty Amidst misleading pretences Distant from this ground so flat And nightmares into your paradise Where I can feel the realm of fantasy In daylight bouncing on those white foamy clouds Securely under your treasure of light in hypnotism Where people seem so tiny Far away from hatred & stoned hearts Shielding from enraging dust falling upon To listen songs hummed by events you've witnessed In alliance with every creature during your mighty rule Take me up Stretching out the tendrils of your beams To lay myself in your comfort & paint patterns Of an everlasting friendship with this soul Who doesn't intend to be an owner nor a conqueror But a creature enchanted By your indescribable charm & spirit Who wishes to play in your company until These limbs in fatigue go numb And eyelids start drooping with heaviness To bid a warm goodbye as your rays Disappear to dark & leave out ...

It takes a rather considerable effort to surpass the feelings that haunt us. Apparently it’s no wonder that silence seems to be an optimum spot to weep in disguise & bury the concerns thereafter. In order to escape from the raid of emotions and to hold on tears from descending, it’s a sort of boon for the broken soul. Silence had been an excellent choice for me too until it preferred to break out from its bars abruptly. I had been in deep misconception believing it could be the best place to discover solace. But events turned upside down on realising it was all ears & had been heeding my concerns from slammed down years. It has stood to ruin the silence of its own even during dreams where I hoped for convenience. It conspired against me by digging out the past that was considered still leaving no trace nor a sign to predict what its intentions are in boosting up the evil from slumber. The long aged trials executed & efforts that were put in subduing have shattered all at on...

Though hazy from above, Can you figure out the beneath?  Dazzling upon the first vision, Can you draw out its darkest version? Though it is not what it’s ought to be, If it does, won’t it assure thou’s potential?

All the way I walked along thinking I was alone One day, out of pain, I burst into tears It started to rain... Then I happen to see the reality... It's your reflection  standing behind ME

Glance at the dark sky having an awkward pitch-black look Moon is the white beauty of its own which by birth it took My dear, think if the sky at night isn’t that dark enough, How can it be signifying the moon’s elegant beauty though? Stars glow with the distinct physique of their own The dark sky is infinite, deformed , no shape to own But my dear, if the dark sky isn’t there to weld, Where will the sparkling stars be withheld? Look at the moon at a distance, so bright , perfectly round and lit Sky being so dark , non-uniform ,sick and unlit My dear, dare to look at them from proximity Into the hearts of both of them, be ready to face the reality Uneven crests surrounded with dust, stars and moon carry on with no potential, individuality to glow on their own Clear, dark sky involves itself in welcoming meteors, the shooting stars As the poor who dwells in content by lending at his best without counting numbers Good old rabbit’s no more seen dwelling Moon is being perceived opaque as y...

Imagine you are walking down the road & came across an unknown person who smiles at you. As soon as you meet their eyes, a smile unknowingly appears on your face. Ever experienced it? I have gone through this a lot of times & I bet if you can stand there without reciprocating it unless you are some psychic person😅. Ever wondered why you start yawning in class on seeing your friend doing the same beside you? It's because yawning is contagious & so is a smile. Yet I don't know if yawning helps in anyway or not but a smile surely does.  Maybe it's the magic why babies are so cute & make us happy when altering our mood becomes a task of seconds for them.  Laughing Buddha used it as his powerful weapon to steal everyone's heart. But what it takes for us to give it to others? Nothing. You need not be a wizard nor an expert. It costs zero yet a precious thing. It can build bonds, feelings and helps solve many problems no matter if you are leading a distressful...

Life has its ups & downs Sometimes, you fall, scar yourself You aim to heal them But remember, some can never be done so The best option would then be - 'to conceal them'  for good

What keeps the relations intact?  The memories? The affection? Or is it the longing to see them?

We were indulged in work When time strode very fast The moon held a unique cast & vicinity grew intensely dark It's time to leave & it was pretty late So concerned I was, of our safety Nope! I meant, about the safety of 'her' She & I stood for the bus in await Random thoughts kept rushing in my head, At any cost, I must help her reach home safely I could feel my heart beating rapidly But I chose to hold on to being a hero Suddenly my eyes heeded her actions Who stood in the middle of the road With hair glimmering under the street light & a contented gaze at the moon in awe She told me in joy, it was her first time To be outside at that hour ever in her life I could perceive the freedom in her eyes, Happiness in her breath for the first time . With no more worries, she sailed the moment & I felt like a passenger in the boat she danced In amazement, I asked her if she wasn't worried at all  "Why would I? You are here" she replied Those words ...

Crazy kid she was Craved to listen her  favourite music on radio She glided the moments On her jumping toes  Danced to the beats played It all wasn’t an easy task To put the radio in resonance Through screeching channels She stood over the window slab Sometimes O’er the stacked rice bags Scrolling all the way through the channels Hopefully again & again Merely to catch up  her loved voice To smoothen those anonymously Jumbled mystic waves It made her mad,run  In hurry through all the rooms  With chan-chan anklets  Gossiping about her  ridiculous desire When finally ended up  finding her choice in sync Her eyes shone vividly  Having felt what happiness  means in real For her, It was all full of play She found the music  she loved and danced to its muse So did her anklets  out of control…