Above the clouds !!

Just want escape…with this hectic..some how hectic..or pretending hectic schedule of life..want to go above the clouds…

Escape..!! is my favorite word now..because I want to escape. I know exactly that  circular movement .. circle doesn’t have any ends, does it.

Moving since morning and till evening…

Who told Sysypus is not alive..He is alive. He is not mythical. Syspus is within us. We have so much preserved his presence that I sometime feel that I am a Sysypus. A circular movement, No any connection with any ends..on my own way..on my own path..walking like i know nothing. I have learnt to ignore things..I have learnt to boycott things. Continue reading

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Death be not proud !!!

Title is adapted from John Donne’s sonnet ” Death Be not Proud“.

Death is a mystery….

Well, I have not encountered death…To meet him/her I need to die once…Do I want to die ?  This time…No , of course I am scared of death…Why John Donne wrote that poem asking death not to be proud…? Why not Death should be proud ? It has got power. It takes life away…We battle a lot…we are battling till now…each day..everyday…and in the end…we lose…every time…every time…and every time….We lose in each battle… Continue reading

Will she come ?- IV

Its already 10 minutes..why is she not here…I have my heart saying that she will be here..This three hours of wait have been tremendously hard for me. Waiting each second to pass, everytime my eye on this watch, because I want the time to pass fast. So, fast that it could be the time when she will come. She will come I know. Even if its hard to pass this moment, hard to breathe like this in her wait, in her wait. Everyone look so much happy, but here I am with this weary heart, desperate, damn too desperate to see her..to look at her..to find her here..

I know how much I was scared even to invite her here. If she had refused, I would never hav the chance to wait her. Waiting her is also a satisfaction. I know she will come. She will come.

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Hello ! where are you ? I am at the gate..come fast…….

(Oh dear ! she is here…she is here…why am I biting my nails…oh this heart is beating faster…even more faster…shit..I must not run..people will know…hey I have not answered her..)

Hellllloooooooo !!!!!!

Yeah..hello…(hehe)..I am here…I am coming…u stay there..

She is finally here….

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She is looking beautiful as always..without wearing Kurti as she had desired..she is there in her formal dress…but she is as charming as she is…she here my heart is..here…today I will tell her…tell her what…that how much she kept me waiting..( is this what I want to say). Leave it.

She is here finally. My wait is over..She the one whom I have been waiting for a long time..She is the one..who is finally here..with her simplicity and all..She looks beautiful although she has not doen make ups as she had aspired. She came for me I know, because I have called her, she came here directly from her work. In this night..this night..when I am so despeerate as never before.

She is finally here. Here, my goodness, here…would I be able to tell her that ….( tell her what ?)  ………..

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I have loved her unknowingly…since the day we talked…She was so friendly, child like…like a cute doll..I have always cherished the moment we had spend together..DAMN she calls me her friend…this sucks…I love her like nothing …love her more than anything but she..why she calls me friend…

Would I be able to tell her that how much I love her..would I be able to tell the world that this is the girl whom I have loved..this is she for whom my heart beats..my heart palpitates..every moment I think of her.

Here for three hours I was so uch desperate and waited her like nothing …I waited her because I love her…I waited her..becasue she is the one..she is the only one …whom I gave my heart…she is the one…who has my soul within her…

Will I be able to tell her this…….that how much I love her…