A short story!!

Hi!

A start of new friendship

Like blossoming of flower

Blooming Of a relationship

I love you!

A start of sweet love

Hopelessly romantic

Like two sweet dove

I am busy!

A start of sorrow

Will talk to you later!

Same answer today and tomorrow.

It isn’t working!

We aren’t meant together

She falls!

Like a dropping feather.

“Hi there?

How are you?

I am sorry for what is being done!

Thinking of becoming again one!”

Oh!

She said,

Sorry for what? All the pain!

You want to end me by starting it all over again?

No! Enough is enough!

You are the previous chapter

I am on the next page,

With a new character!

I am the protagonist

Of this brand new story!

Making my own rules

I, without you will now

Live in my own Glory!! Continue reading

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Happy Diwali

Festival of Lights,

Festival of celebrations.

Sweets and Rangoli

Candles and Diyas.

A very HapPy DiwAli.

These Diyas are decorated by my students 😍

Deepawali is celebrated for the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, knowledge over ignorance, and hope over despair.

Each year we celebrate Diwali in the hope of happiness and light.

I hope this year too brings a lot of happiness and light in everyone’s life,

Those who are in my life, those who left. I wish for everyone.

This Diwali I have a new family, this blog. This Blog will always have a special place in my heart and the friends I made here are gems of my life.

Thank you all for being there.

I wish all my blog family

Shubh Deepawali

PS: This is my 50th post yippee.

Ravaged.

Deserted

Dejected

Damaged

Distressed

Her world

Her life

Came crashing down

Her entire being,

Drowned

Dissolved

In a

Sudden sorrow

She

Stands still

Trying to

Take in,

Absorbing all

Air around,

Ended

Everything,

Ever she had.

No it can not be

Never!! She exclaimed,

Tears through

Eyes

Thoughts

Trickling through her

Soul,

She is burning

Like Inferno,

She breathes

Living

Not dead,

will live

She will collect

The ashes,

And she will live

Again,

She will shine,

Realised,

Remembered,

Revised

Her strength

Her power

Her worth,

The Ravaged

Phoenix,

Will fly,

Through the Flames

Into the Blaze.

Image: google.

Satin lips.

Oh the sweetness

Like the honey drops

Pouring out

The saccharine expressions

Pulling him closer

Breathing in his scent

Her neck

His wicked tongue

Playing the rhythm

She like a goddess

Radiant skin

Glowing like a Nitid moon

She moves

He follows

Dancing on the tune

Under,

The night sky

Flickering stars

Witnessing

Their love

He kept

Gazing in those sparkling

Eyes

He listen

Her whispering

Those,

lustrous desires

In his ears

Glistening words

Through her

Satin lips.

Embrace.

Embrace her

Not just her

Her scars too,

They are deep

Blood seeping through

Touch them

Touch her

She is numb

With all the pain

Recognise her

Her true worth

She is more than

Those scars

She kept holding onto

Make her alive

It’s not easy,

Her world is finished

You may be blurry

She can’t see

Nor she could hear

Grab her hand

Take her out

Away from Darkness

Into the light

Trust her

She will

Sparkle

And will shine

Her scars too

Entangle your hands

In hers

Move forward

Move ahead

Towards a new beginning

Of a story

Journey of her life

Scars will be still there

Wounds healed,

Make her proud of them

And not fear

Take her

To a place

Where she smiles

With all those scars

Seeing you

Embrace her

Yet again

Her smiles and her tears

Embrace her

Not just her

Her scars too.

Loving someone with scars isn’t easy, but for all those who want to love, try to love the person with everything they have. Don’t leave their hands if you get to know their past. Try to hold on the one with the smiles and the cries too.

Image credits: Google

तुम और मैं.

तुम कौन हो?

मैं कौन हूँ?

नाम!!

क्या वे,

हमारी सच्ची पहचान हैं?

तुम कौन हो?

मैं कौन हूँ?

रंग!!

क्या वे,

हमें बराबरी से बाँट पाते हैं?

तुम कौन हो?

मैं कौन हूँ?

लिङ्ग!

जो की,

भेदभाव को जन्म देते हैं?

तुम कौन हो?

मैं कौन हूँ?

देश!!

जो हमें

राष्ट्रीयताओं में बांटते हैं?

तुम कौन हो,

मैं कौन हूँ?

वर्ग!

जो भावनाओं को,

आर्थिक आधार पर बांटते हैं?

तुम कौन हो?

मैं कौन हूँ?

रक्त!!

हाँ, तुम्हारा सुर्ख़ है,

मेरा भी बिलकुल सुर्ख़ है।

अब कहो,

तुम कौन हो!

और

मैंकौन हूँ!

क्या मैं तुम नहीं?

और तुम मैं नहीं?

मोहब्बत!!

क्या यही सिर्फ,

एक सच्चाई नहीं?

PS: My dear friend Gourav Anand Shabd Ragini translated my poem who?? In Hindi, and it came out more beautiful than the original.

In respect of that I am

Posting it on my blog.

Thank you so much my Friend. I am honoured.