Sunday, 19 August 2012
Soulmate
Infinite wait endless summersamidst crushes, first love, second, third murmursfaithful heart perces on hoperestless soul dying to elope
Grains of memories; still as sand on dockremote, unconnected; blurred line of thoughtsImages of love stuck on disjointed framewho he is, I can't name.
Mind's canvass skewed with timered love, purple summer & some orange limeeternal wait can't be mimedResting youth at its prime
Passion ruptures; wrong feels rightbody aches; soul yearns for lifefaithful heart perches on hoperestless soul dying to elope
Monday, 23 July 2012
blog hiatus
It has been over a few years that I stopped blogging. Lack of time has been the main reason for the hiatus. Of late, I have been inspired to befriend my pen again and pour down the perennial streams of words which formed my world once. A lot has changed over the last few years expanding my world and perspective in significant ways.
Today, I celebrate the fact that I took the road once forsaken. It actually feels good! It was like I deserted the familiar terrain and proceeded onto something mundane and purposeless. Writing is highly therapeutic. Its like a hobby once curtailed hard to give a miss. Void lurks inside reminding one about a disjointed affair. I will try to be more regular now. Though this is exactly what I said the last time!
Life has been tough but rewarding in the last few years. I practically managed to achieve all professional and personal goals with consistent efforts. However, one thing which has undergone tremendous change is my personality. The cruel working world tries its level best to kill the child inside you. The challenge is to let that child be forever alive within you. The transgression from that of college life to work gives a series of jolts which changes your outlook as a person. Nonetheless, one should forever be that naughty child who doesn't need a reason for a harmless smile in this reason stuck world.
I have promised myself to never let that old me lost again in this mad chase of dreams and rising aspirations. , My dear Readers, I will share more. As of now, let me tune in to this song which is creating a numbness in my senses.... Aaj Jane Ki Zid na Karo.....
Today, I celebrate the fact that I took the road once forsaken. It actually feels good! It was like I deserted the familiar terrain and proceeded onto something mundane and purposeless. Writing is highly therapeutic. Its like a hobby once curtailed hard to give a miss. Void lurks inside reminding one about a disjointed affair. I will try to be more regular now. Though this is exactly what I said the last time!
Life has been tough but rewarding in the last few years. I practically managed to achieve all professional and personal goals with consistent efforts. However, one thing which has undergone tremendous change is my personality. The cruel working world tries its level best to kill the child inside you. The challenge is to let that child be forever alive within you. The transgression from that of college life to work gives a series of jolts which changes your outlook as a person. Nonetheless, one should forever be that naughty child who doesn't need a reason for a harmless smile in this reason stuck world.
I have promised myself to never let that old me lost again in this mad chase of dreams and rising aspirations. , My dear Readers, I will share more. As of now, let me tune in to this song which is creating a numbness in my senses.... Aaj Jane Ki Zid na Karo.....
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