26 July, 2012

Its My Hair

This post is written as a part of personal post yet in connection with Indiblogger and Dove for the contest of 'My beautiful hair story'.

HHair are the best and greatest assets one can possess. The hair could help greatly in boosting your physical appearance. Good hair simply enhances the way you look. It’s like no matter how beautiful one looks but if the hair are messy, it greatly affects you. Not that absolutely easy to maintain the lustre of your hair. You need to be conscious and have to follow a certain simple rules despite being so busy.


Few days back I noticed couple of white hair in my scalp. Instantly I was worried and wondered what caused such effect. Was it only my age that I was growing old and should take it as a compliment? My God! Who would like to be identified as an intellectual on the basis of number of white hair strand in head? Definitely not me the one to appreciate the famous saying ‘Yeh baal dhoop mein safed nahi kiye hain '

Seriously ... no seriously I was worried! I thought what could have been the cause to it. Being a biology student in school, I knew the basic structure of hair and how it was made and what one must do maintain good healthy skin and hair.

I was having a good food, good sleep and no stress. So what was wrong with my hair. Hmm.. Negligence, I figured out. Being on travel plans for months, frequent change of water, extreme climate changes, pollution all resulted to bad hair.

I needed to work over it. Do something. If not today then I could never save it. Since we all know ones hair turned white can never be turned black. Yet I knew that I needed to prevent the new hair which grows must not grow white.

I started with few things which my mom used to do when I was a child to take care of my hair.
I had to turn back to basics even if it means putting oil for hours. It is hard to maintain the glossiness and shine of hair. Indeed, there are so many types of hair which makes it hard for one to maintain it. Some people might have thick but dry hair; others might have thin but normal hair. And still there are those who have oily hair, thick and very curly. Now, no matter what type of hair you have, you can follow some simple secrets, few old techniques at home in order to maintain healthy hair.
  1. Oil massage every alternate days. (olive oil or coconut oil)
  2. Sometimes added lemon juice in oil and massaged it.
  3. Of course lemon is rich and raw source of Vitamin C. It also helps to cure dandruff if any.
  4. Massaging hair roots with egg raw in head. It might smell hell but adding lemon in it can prevent excess smell.
  5. Getting a trim and also chopping of the spilt ends.
  6. Not brushing hair when they are wet or damp.
  7. Never sleeping with wet hair, it weakens the hair roots.
  8. Do not keep changing your shampoo too frequently. Choose the correct shampoo and conditioner for your hair. (Simple! Stick to Dove!)
  9. Wash twice a week. Let hair gets dried naturally at room temperature and avoiding use of hair dryer.
  10. Keeping hair tied properly yet loosely while sleeping. May be simple braids shall help.
  11. Try covering the head with the umbrella, cap or scarf while being in sun.
  12. Apply warm green tea (two bags brewed in one cup of water) on your scalp and leave this mixture on for an hour and then rinse. It is believed that since green tea contains antioxidants it prevents hair loss and boost hair growth. One can use normal tea water too, but it might give some reddish shade colour to your hair.
  13. I personally love to put the henna (natural dye for hair), soaked in tea-water overnight in an iron pan/bowl, mixed with ample of lemon juice and an egg (optional) and applied in hair for few hours until the mixture gets dried and then thoroughly washed away.
  14. Sometimes I love to add the curd to my hair and leaving it for couple of hours. Absolute natural conditioner.
  15. Eating healthy like fruits and vegetables, lots of Lemon, orange juice and eat eggs every day.
I’m genetically blessed with good hair.
Hence, it wasn't that difficult to protect them before any severe damage of hair quality. The efforts could be a bit time consuming but little things help hair in a long run. And honestly, it's never to late to show a little care.

Long time back when I used to use the dove soap for my skin, I used to wonder what if this beautiful brand, dove comes up in India with some shampoo too. Had I got it earlier I would have saved a lot of money, energy and time in trying out number of hair products.

Today, I feel extremely happy to personally use the Dove products and whole shampoo combo are extremely wonderful for hair which have reduced the tension of following the routine of  grandmother's tips rule book.

Now I travel just as frequently as ever, yet I need not worry or fear for the bad hair day(s), I stick to dove to fix my hair. And absolutely that was an end of my hair problems and beginning of the lustrous, soft, healthy hair.

There lies a strength in accepting the situation and as the things are but not caring at all in any circumstance is a foolishness.
Care as they are your hair!
Share care with dove!!

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03 June, 2012

Blank Pages

 

When I said, 'I need to know more', you said, 'Read me!'

So how you gonna start.
Here is a request, when you decide that you want to read this, make sure you read this whole post in a stretch and in one go. It is possible in the beginning you might not get it what exactly it is all about, yet I believe if you see yourself in this post, you will eventually start figuring out what am I referring to. The story is about You!
TThere is something bothering you like always.
Despite the fact everything is so right.
Something that comes into your mind when your are doing nothing and brings down all your zeal. Something you think for a slight while and try to soon realize that you need to focus on something much fruitful. Its often when you have everything like you always wanted to, you are in one of the most secured position, nothing like past time at all. Yet there is something badly hurts you at core. You are always restless and wonder why all this happened.

You could never find the answers to the questions and perhaps could not create better questions to answer your cloud of chaos. It's a thing you have been running away through for some reason. This is something you actually had figured out a time ago but you are not still ready to talk about it. You know it that people at-least bunch of them know about it, they still talk about it, you know when the first thought arrives, it's that thing which comes directly to people mind. You don't like such situations. You make sure you will try your best not to encounter such moments ever in life, yet you never forget and perhaps have never forgive the act. Now you think that when this thing happened, you realized long time back, you knew you had no control over the circumstances then. So you decided that you will never let these things to ever come up hindering your success. You made sure you will work hard and change the the things radically.
You were pretty sure you can do it.
The matter of fact is you did it!
But did you forget everything what happened.
The answer is no! You could never forget certain thing. You could not divert you mind from that something. It was like always a shadow, following you everywhere. However, you pretended all this while all was well. But it was dark and so deep. It was scary to watch back things. Even when you knew today that past cannot effect you anyway. Yet, you know, it did at some point of time in your small tenure of life. Things are not that easy at all to just let go. Yet you were strong enough to let it go. Letting go, moving on! But alas you could never leave the memories behind. You never react but you know those moments shall always exist with you in a form of memories. Something, that you would share with thyself and might be the most difficult aspect to share with anyone. Indeed, you never tried to and when you actually thought to say, you were locked into your own web of words. Nothing could justify and so you actually sealed it into you.

To people who are still not able to follow, what exactly I'm referring to, this is not my story, it is your story. This is about you. This is about those things which have chased you for long, like forever. I know you don't want to talk about it. You are shy that if you share, you will be judged on that and you don't want that to happen. You have a fear, yet you are strong enough just ones more not to share it all and ignore at ones the whole. It's not important to talk about it today. Today have nothing to do with yesterday, just as you say! But how can I forget that all that was yesterday, helped you in building your today just as you are today.

Tough times, often the uncontrolled one are difficult moments anytime. Where letting go seems only a way to run away from memories. But believe me, when the situations pushed you in darker dull depths of pain and agony, there will also be circumstances where there shall be the heights positive possibilities and great graceful chances. Thinking hard is not bad, it's really good until and unless you know that someday you will end up to some concrete solution to the puzzle.

All you need to do is to find a person with whom you can talk about it. Talk does not necessarily need to be one which has to be interesting or sound extraordinary. Talk is a talk. It's a sharing. You are not inventing or discovering anything new in it. It is a comfort zone, you say to fill gaps, spaces and pauses. And in the process you also derive the secret of sharing and formula of healing. You definitely need to talk and bring out all that you thought for years and also things you think as today. A change of prospect as well as a self-introspection of thoughts and emotions. The day you gather that little courage to not make efforts to hide and have that strength to share and not feel apologetic, you will see how the things that always haunted you actually have healed. You will feel light, you will feel glad like a mission accomplished, like acknowledging your own emotions and shades of secret sentiments.

If you think you can write better than talking, go for it.
Just bring it out in any form in whole that even you can figure out the pattern of things and get clarity in thoughts. Confide to build your your own confidence. There is nothing more cheering in life than winning over our own chaos of emotions.

The problems sometimes to you does not appear as "pain." You tend to easily busily push it out of sight like a routine thing. You need to recognize the pain you are experiencing, or else you cannot understand anything further in this respect. No matter how true and understandable your present pain is, it is nevertheless the same thing and sure you know it. And seriously, the hurt of your current problem is the very same old hurt. This something a bit awkward yet to you sounding normal, have been existing even before a long long time you actually got aware of it. The time is when you will know when you need to do it. You need not force thyself hard. Rather accept the consequences calmly.

The remedy lies solely in you.
Let the clouds settle and you see celebration of the tough moment of your life which after all molded you. Be a candle to your own dark thoughts, a coach to celebrate and cherish everything in life, every hurt, every pain and every agony of shame. You are supposed to be loved and you indeed love limitless exclusively. Please do not control your warmth, simply continue considerably your affection flow! Somethings never surpass but surprises. Make your memories as a part of miracles.
Let the words unsaid be heard, feeling unexpressed be showed, learnt the way to read - read the unread, read the blank pages and fill them with glory and glitter!

Let the blank pages of life be filled with words and wishes, moments and momentum. Whatever happens or happened has to be healed with rising hope in heart!
~ Keep the Spark ALive..
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26 May, 2012

Daily Crosswords!

Will there be long sighs
Or silence in stare, you will notice
Let there be a whisper
Yet screaming out
In the form of loud heartbeat!

Should I be the yellow lilies?
As you touch the soft petals!
Let me be its sweet scent,
Slowly sinking into
Your longing lungs!

How would I tell you?
How would you like to hear?
How can I explain?
How could you understand the description?
Should I say in simple words?

Words really simple,
And simply straight
Or should I make it a rhyme
Quote my heart
And lock my soul,
In an honest handwritten love letter.

Let it rain, a run for life
Tasting raindrops,
Aching for taste of air,
Arching for breath!
Beautiful things emerge
Submerged in joy!

Window curtain raiser
A little light,
Spills into the space
Welcome to summer!

Long is the road
Leads me home
Light finds its way
Light shall find me anyways!

You have to lose everything
Lose yourself with me
No matter how lost I am,
Let go everything only for me!

Enduring enriching
Eventually looking up!
Fall again like this
Fixed on the feet
Floating in love!

So let me fly, as there is
Wind beneath my wings
Let me flap my wide wings
Fluttering finally!

Making castles
Moving with clouds
Carrying me with a canvas
Creating new sketches
Building new stories!
Warmth in words!

Feel free like
Never before
Please unfold
And make me flat
Crease free, carefree!

Daily display of,
Bowing, dipping but quietly
Like the peaceful dove
Blue dotted paper inked life!

Please uncross
Your fingers now!
In an unsolved puzzle
The pieces are,
Fixed ultimately!

d'verse : Writing a stream of consciousness poem.

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23 May, 2012

Winter rains in dark night

rain drops dripping at the window pane..


Last out the waiting,
Winter rains pouring,
Running over old stories,
Emotions flood,
And ruining all over,
Murmuring thundering,
Shivering trembling,
The darkest hour!
Just before the dawn!
There was a dark room
And we were together,
I was scared of weary weather,
Dim mysterious dull walls,
And right there as I saw,
A shadow shade on the wall,
Shoulders posed secure and composed,
Snuggle close in the darkness,
It suddenly made me feel so warm,
I could be forever in a dark room,
If I was tight locked in your arms!

  • The picture above is taken from the movie, 'Dil to Pagal hai' featuring Madhuri Dixit and Shahrukh Khan.
  • Written for d'verse
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17 May, 2012

Some Tough Decisions

"Nothing pains some people more than having to think."
- Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929 - 1968), American Clergyman and Activist


The picture below is contributed by very talented photographer 'Sandeep Rathod'! Do check his awesome unique art of photography by clicking on his name below.
*For the picture below ALL RIGHTS RESERVED so Kindly do not copy it in any case!
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I thought people are successful because they struggled and persistently worked hard.
But they keep coming to me saying that they have made so many compromises in their life to be successful or be at this top of the pyramid structure. Honestly, not being rude but I don't get them at all. I wonder are they trying to tell me that they have made too many compromises in life, or they wanted me to notice that they are quite successful right now in their life or they are simply putting light on the compromise section of their life and overshadowing their success.


Whatever they mean in real, I being truly empathetic only comprehend that though being on top people still regret of making certain decision in life which they call it as compromise. Our human emotions are built in such a way that we like to sob and still state that we are successful. It's funny to be identified as a martyred hero for the decisions we take.


Lets not get down, discussing whose phase in life have been more difficult. Each one us have our own share of tough time to deal with.


I have also made few decisions in my life which were tough for me to take. Yet those tough choices I made are not the compromises. They are neither settlements nor were any kind of sacrifices. They were tough decisions to shape up the current reality then, based on the circumstances which were not in control at that point. Perhaps circumstance can never be controlled, and we often deny completely to understand this simple fact.


Some decisions were for, "firmness of purpose"; some for only a "sense of purpose"; some were "resolution"; and some decisions were simply "conclusions".


There is a series of priorities in one's life and we need to list them, scroll them to and fro, rank it and perhaps implement them in life. That what is life and that what we are made up of the progression of integrated priority. Warm up have a flexible approach and keep exercising it to excel further.


I heartily respect and appreciate when people say their life is quite eventful. There are chapters in the book of life. Some chapters interests people and some grab only our attention in simple little stanzas.


Some choices we make for people around and some decisions we take for thyself! Perhaps, still if you call your decisions a sacrifice since they were taken for other's sake, then sure those sacrifices at the end made you only stronger.


Let's, "give thought to"; "give priority to"; "pay attention to"; "be devoted to" ; "be dedicated to" be the words chosen by you when you are admitting that you were made alone by the choices you created in life.


Reflect on your past decisions, good or bad, easy or tough, learn from the mistakes made and never forget to celebrate on your triumph too as "Good decisions come from experience. Experience comes from making bad decisions." - Mark Twain. Pat your back for being strong and sailing away calmly during the hurricanes of life. Cherish your decisions!


What I have learnt in life is that,
What we are today, are not the compromises or sacrifices we made in life.
We are the product of passion in priorities we make to enrich our as well as other's life. Indeed, you are only growing and evolving in your life with your tough decisions.
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02 May, 2012

Music have no ends no beginning

it is a sound behind the sound, continuous in harmony..

The picture below is A.R.Rahman, India's most blessed and talented music composer and an Oscar winner.

Bit's Beethoven! Why is his musical melodies the best and considered the most difficult yet heavenly composition even after decades have passed?
I saw the movie 'Copying Beethoven' few days back. A movie based on Beethoven's life and a phase of Symphony No. 9 (Beethoven).

Beethoven says,
"God whispers in most men's ears but He shouts in mine."

He also says,
"there are vibration in my ears, those vibrations are the breaths of God speaking to man's soul. Music is the language of God. We musicians are as close to God as man can be. We hear words, we read scripts, we give birth to the children of God. We see his prayers, that what musicians are for. And if we aren't musicians than we are nothing."

Hence, I truly believe that the music and musicians are truly God Gifted and they compose prayers in music to be heard.

Later in his conversation about music he continues saying in other scene,
"Music movement does not end, it flows...
We have to stop thinking in terms of beginning and ending.. this is not the bridges that iron man makes, this is a living thing, like clouds taking shape or tides lifting.
Music does not works, it grows..
As the first moment becomes the second as each idea dies and new one born.
You are obsessed with the structure with choosing the correct form
You need to listen to the voice speaking inside of you, I didn't listen to it until I got deaf.
Silence is the key, when the silence develops then your soul can see."

As he said that in the movie, it actually reminded me of something wonderful, something to which I could easily relate to. The word 'OM or Aum', is a sacred or mystical syllable of Hindu origin but is of importance to other Dharmic traditions as well, namely Buddhism, Jainism and Sikhism. The Sanskrit name for the syllable is, from a root nu "to shout, sound", verbal pra-nu- being attested as "to make a humming or droning sound" Om is said to be the primordial sound that was present at the creation of the universe. It is said to be the original sound that contains all other sounds, all words, all languages and all mantras.
In Purānic Hinduism, Om is the mystic name for the Hindu Trimurti, and represents the union of the three gods, viz. a for Brahma, u for Vishnu and m for Mahadev which is another name of Shiva. The three sounds also symbolize the three Vedas (Rigveda, Samaveda, Yajurveda).

...the word 'Silence' itself can be understood only in referenceto 'sound'..!
In the book Om Chanting and Meditation Amit Ray states:
"Om is not just a sound or vibration. It is not just a symbol. It is the entire cosmos, whatever we can see, touch, hear and feel. Moreover, it is all that is within our perception and all that is beyond our perception. It is the core of our very existence. If you think of Om only as a sound, a technique or a symbol of the Divine, you will miss it altogether. Om is the mysterious cosmic energy that is the substratum of all the things and all the beings of the entire universe. It is an eternal song of the Divine. It is continuously resounding in silence on the background of everything that exists." ref.wik
In fact, the word "silence" itself can be understood only in reference to "sound."
One really needs to listen the sound behind the silence. And, in making the sound of AUM, we can hear this sound most clearly in the instant when there is a last humming vibrations of the "M" ...mmm.. slowly fade away. This is the exact moment and instant when the sound and silence are inseparable, simultaneously mingling yet irresistibly clearly stating the continuity of never ending experience, as it is, infinite.

Over time, Beethoven's hearing loss became profound that there is a well-attested story that, at the end of the premiere of his Ninth Symphony on which the movie is based, he actually had to be turned around to see the tumultuous applause of the audience; hearing nothing, he wept.

Have you ever wondered how Beethoven in the heights of his career was slowly missing a sense of hearing! How difficult it would have been for him? Though he was not completely deaf yet he could listen very less, that he almost avoided any kind of conversation with people.

Just as he said I thought being a bit deaf helped him a lot, it brought him nearer to God. I'm so sure that God dictated the composure in his ears, something so pious that nobody could hear with normal hearing senses. This was the power he has gifted with and sure he knew it well since he kept working, conducting and performing to create history. He was composing something only he could create with mix of vibrations of strings, the fine piece of peace.

Imagined a life without any one of the sense.
It is difficult to work like that and life seems more or less lifeless. Perhaps, this is life after all. Somewhere it's shade and other side it's light, sometimes you get punished, at times it simply praises you at core. Though fullest yet something is always missing. And the urge of that unknown missing we often compose our dreams of music. To be able to create a music that sounds good to your ears, that calms down the soul to serenity under the limited conditions is an achievement and a will-power.

Yes! Everyone one of us have a similar battle to fight at, to prove the best in us we still are holding. Yet, creating a synergy and composing the key notes in the most of the tough time is what you can make the best of the blessing God have gifted you with.

Beethoven's hearing loss did not prevent his composing music and playing at concerts. Use your senses to bring the best of you in the crises.


  • Below is the song of movie, Roja and music composed is by A.R.Rahman. One of his most finest tune. The song features the place 'Kashmir' and the music absolutely makes a justice to feeling and emotions that rise looking at the beauty and serenity of the place. Luckily this have English Subtitle too.  LINK: https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bp1pGcQtJ3M



No wonder this is one of the reason why this blog is called Humming Today*
humming : To emit a continuous low droning sound like that of the speech sound (m) when prolonged. To produce a tune without opening the lips or forming words. You, thought it was on the humming bird which is the only bird that flies backward :) between do you know Humming Bird is the smallest extant bird species and can rotate each of its wings in a circle!
There can be plenty of thing to argue about. However, I request you to Read The underlines! of this post!! Thank you for being consistent persistently patient.


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29 April, 2012

what hurts the most

written for You and I in this beautiful world Beautiful StorySpeaking MY Mind : Rahul's Blog


What hurts the most
in any relationship,
is not that the time invested
in building bond going waste,
Definitely time is priceless!
But the contribution
of thoughts for a person
connecting every thing,
small or big, faint or clear,
every single reflection
for someone special,
every other impression
tried for that one,
every small way
sentiment belief,
each and every cerebration
and feeling of want
and wanting to need,
and all dreams seen
of being together are true treasure!
Finally ending up
with no connecting dots,
to figure out
the churn up circumstance,
all rumination fading,
feeling of emptiness,
situations effecting sentiments,
fleeting doing nothing,
invading every word,
worthwhile of waiting
turning worthless,
far and away every bit of
every element detail
summarily and elaborately,
every sunset and dawn,
every comma,
every semi-comma
and an exclamation,
soaking into a question mark!
feels like wasted,
words lack in zeal,
words don't fly anymore,
neither they float nor sink,
no longer they are
created in day-light,
not long for anyone waits
to read them in moon-light,
space simply stretches
beneath the waves
to draw away
into seriously sad scars,
morning hours,
rainy days,
shadows of music,
every now and then
thinking with a halo motion,
pretending to hear
and not listening,
pretending to focus
and not actually working,
pretend living
and not being alive,
saying something
and wishing you had not,
saying nothing
and watched you walk out,
that what troubles the most,
most of the time!
that you always try
and I never recognize!
we never give
time to explain
to excel
and explicit
expressions!!
fear of flame
that extinguish
end of explore!

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Yesterday was a fairytale


the moment
I saw him first
I knew,
I had actually found him
he held me
glued still
with his one look
and I was like
a little marble idol stood

his hand
brushed me
unknowingly
the frozen
emotions melted
with a struck
of lightening
a sigh forever!

so far I could be
he was still close
so cold I would be
his touch was cozy

something
just something
with the presence
he changed everything
someday,
just one day
with his promise
he might change anything
one day!

It was then, I knew
now I was alone
all that what happened
was just sweet
dreams at core,

Yet being alone
I was not
all that alone
I was a part
of something
a part
of your world
You were
the part of me
a part of
my
memories
my
fantasy!

I knew
I would
If I
could
I should

But if I fall

I knew
you would
only you could
save me
the same me
spinning around
the story
weaving dreams
placing desires
setting dares

when you said
'who cares!'

as you said
'I was
all yours'
even if
it was
a painted lie
I liked being
part of
pretend
'You fail to convince me'
All that you meant,
'You cared!'
You sure cared about me
'I believe you'
because
'I care for you too!'
believe me
yesterday was a fairy tale!

and between all
the then and now
lies and truths
lies something
more better
lock me there
in your thoughts!

I'm right here
wait and watch
my patient fingers
upon sweetheart shoulders
sweater's shoulder woven,
such way that it sucks
soak in all tears,
which are simply
showering,
when I'm sad!
I write poetry
and rhyme what
I really meant!

There is a heartbeat
a double heartbeat
one heartbeat
pushing harder the other!
May be I feel your heart
with my heartbeat
with couple
of slipping
and thumping
simultaneously
in synergy and zing!
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20 April, 2012

party isn't over

form for all : framed couplets

Such exist real long long time ago
Such a lenghty decade passed it too,
Sipping almost the last drop of drinks
And mugging up with goodbye and blinks,

There was such a true spark between us
It was so real, wasn’t it glorious?
I found a smile, the most genuine smile!
You found eyes, most beautiful eyes!

In a crowd, when people blurred,
When honest thoughts sank so abruptly
When the time was moving on swiftly,
And maybe you were moving slowly
So unclear to take next step quickly,

Then you focused keenly straight on me
Moving a little nigher illume,
You unhurried and quite clever moves
You pulled me close! Apologies!!

Unbound sea of turmoil emotions
Kissed me beneath silver hoop earring,
Great secrets unlikely be hidden
Essence intimacy awoken,

Sudden quick thrust, seriously felt
A push and pull of reality built
A dream with a complete new twist
Nothing as such amorous happened!
Just as you delicately whispered!

Those were the three kind admiring words,
'You look pretty..' tone a bit awkward
They were not exact prettiest words,
as I actually expected,
But I was left for longing amused!

My right touch of the sincere shyness!
Your warmth rushing into me agrees!
A rare emotion, a real feeling,
We, you and me, were sort alluring,

Couple of people left accomplished
Recognize memories unfaded!
It was over, but so unfairly,
Party was over casually,

Such unfolding real long darkest times,
We parted emotions dismiss,
So unpredictable, never counts
Just the couple of missing minutes,

Were only the sheer lasting moments,
Unable to leave with unsaid words..
we were the last to leave the party
Utterly uncertain destiny,

Unwilling to unaccompanied,
Look what people literary said,
They thought we would never ever meet
We actually met, by God's grace!

You and me reunited so worthy,
Dedication is worth waiting for
Being brave means something to risk for,
Finally realized magnitude,

Of the love, I had for years for you
Unbreakable vow it has been since
Run into your arms, Kissing Crying
And hiccups unexpected! Oh yes!

Clearly, I'm not lonely thinking that,
Certainly, You still feel my heartbeat!
Impatient blossom tugs and hugs
Let universe melts down warming us,

Celebration outside party hall
Our story isn't over after all,
Party isn't over, one last call,
Until we meet, unless melt one,
Brings together, end missing someone,

Talk of the town secret not hidden
Mending Stories to be sure revealed,
For ages wondered, wish I could have..
Wish you would have been here like always..

Smiles to be heard,hugs to be shared
Strongest souls ever to be called,
After all this and lots of struggle
We made great couple, didn't we cuddle!


Thankyou Beachanny for making me understand the basics of this format of writing, I actually enjoyed it ones, I was trying to grasp it. I shall try to write such formats further in future. Though this act is still not the perfect one in sonnet, but I tried, and I guess a bit accomplished ones you guided me! Thank you for having patience. Loved this challenge!


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18 April, 2012

at time and Sometimes

A beautiful picture below is captured by my dear friend VishyFishy!
Check his wonderful photography page: Biswajeet's Photography on facebook



Sometimes for someone’s heart
is a way walking through loneliness!

Sometimes for being someone’s sweetheart
is a big wave surfing through longings!

Sometimes for someone dream come true
is only having a vacation for two!

Sometimes for someone choice is
giving up one thing for whole world
or give up whole world for one thing
and still feel like no choice to make!

Sometimes for holding someone’s hand
is like waking up all through the night!

Sometimes for a special profess
is wasting ten papers to scribble only three words..

Sometimes wasting time is only
eating, sleeping, playing, working and
Waiting for hours for someone special seems so interesting!

Sometimes trying to get back to a person
is by hearing one song that sounds the same,
like every single moment together spent!

Sometimes to feel you are till alive,
you need to bend your knees hugging your chest and cry!

Sometimes when we ask about how far is a certain place,
people tend to say, 'Just ten minutes or something with a walk'
They calculate and measure distance in minutes!
At time, I try to measure the distance between us,
Neither in minutes nor in miles but counting in moments in every while!

Sometimes to have butterflies in the stomach means
only a feeling of belonging, you know someone that completes you!

Sometimes for a wonderful whistle coming naturally
are worth having! Apparently!




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15 April, 2012

Daily Haiku - Hymns of Creation

Everyday, a word shall be linked with a Haiku,
Click on the word and go through some simple few lines expressions.


Eager Deserted Harbour Doubt
Waves Hope forgive play
seashore summer possible
coherent warmth aura alive
being wonder white honeybees
renovation serendipity Still
mesmerize Bliss Kismet Melody
temptation Clarity
anytopic Zest



Hymns of Creation is my another blog :
bliss as being in seventh heaven in hymn, rainbow colours in seven days creations . prose . verse . poems . sonnet . haiku . senryu . rhymes . hymes


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Subways Stories to say


Tile art in New York City's transit systems!



Platform number seven
waiting for someone unknown,
five-thirty sharp as she arrives
with a descending sunrise
a smile that out of the mind never goes
it has been fourteen months,
three days counting really hard
she is like a descending angel
stand by my side
together yet far
waiting on the subway!

As we walk through the train,
walking inside a by-lane,
pushing, pulling and sometimes hugging
Opps! most of it was a mistake
She clutched at the pole eagerly,
and her friend chatted down with her.
Peeking up from above her arm,
she looked at me solemnly with big brown eyes.
A moment for which I wait everyday
a little while looks like I'm dreaming!
She spent hours and hours just riding the subway
And I'm consuming every minute in hallucinating!

Idly sitting on the subway
thinking something and everything
she does not even know that
I dream to see a future with her
As she gets own her stop,
it is my time to sleep,
I would wake up, rub my eyes
check my stop,
then go right back to my mouth-gaping,
head rolling back, half sleep.
A battle to keep my eyes open
was my struggle everyday
I wish I could lean
someone cozy and strong,
Someone who could take my weight,
my pain, my struggle,
my stress off the shoulders!

I tried to perceive
beauty in an inappropriate wee-hour
People with bags,
newspaper, umbrellas, chips-packets,
People talking on mobiles,
People chatting neighbors,
some people silent,
some people sleeping,
some people alone, lonely
People with hands in hand!
My journey of imagination
never come to an end!

People with head-phones
bobbling their heads,
Head down giggling
How right a homeless sings,
a moment and a man with good taste
in fact, in a few moments
he words drew my hands into my pockets
search for some penny,
needless to say I enjoy
right now the most
with the aura of music in surrounding
and the trains are 3 hours delayed.

Stand still
waiting for the train,
Spilling over the coffee
look like people sipping tea,
Read magazine
while others reading newspaper,
Hardly go through the page
busy staring at people,
There comes a snack-man
selling some roasted peanuts,
There comes music, art and culture
in a little span!
Busy than busier life
under subway!


  • Written for d'verse : Poetic Subway
  • A gazal, kind of Indian song Sung by Pankaj Udhas Link is my fav. & reminds me of NYC subways! Thought to share with you all!

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05 April, 2012

fortune cookies to crack

My second guest post to Lena's 'Colour my Soul'!


Yesterday, I was relishing the Chinese food in dinner.
The best part was the end part when I had to crack the cookie and read my mysterious fortune tag. I’m not at all the superstitious being but anything mysterious gives such a magical feeling. You believe it or ignore it is absolutely your choice. But I just love this concept of fortune cookie!

Sometimes I wonder how would be the life without a cookie. Everyone needs a kind of motivation in life to keep the momentum go on. There are ample of troubles and hefty of worries to keep us all on our toes. Each one of us needs a kind of cookie. It’s just like we give a little child a Cookie (this is a different Chocolate Cookie), to keep him/her encouraged and happy. We the grownups also need a cookie, sort of a Cheerleader to keep going courageously.

In every circumstance and different junction of phase a cookie changes according to the need. It could be a nice friend when you are sad, a good stable job when you need money, a prosperous family when you want to be cared. For just one of the kinds of cookie for which we all are working hard, costs every penny and spending our precious time on.

Chronicles of cookie defines continuation, survival and way of life.

Bring me sunshine, give me a cookie!

Now I remember I need to clear the cache and cookies to keep my computer working fast and fine. We could be utterly clueless at times but Life is full of Cookies* to Crack!

Just as I opened my fortune cookie to see, a piece of paper popped up with certain words, definitely made sense to me...I read, ‘Speak only well of people and you need never whisper!’

As soon as I read that, definitely the first thought was ... READ MORE here.





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