Gave a Little Too Much…

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Just so as to get you know. I have not been blogging lately but now trying to come back to the bloggers’ world. Upon the heartiest request and urging by my sister who’s a well known blogger until now (at least for me). thankyou ‘randomly abstract‘. I owed you this post.

-Love.

Spectrum of Life

Life’s constantly on “The Move”. It moves from one shade to another, diffusing through each and mixing up in the next- smoothly! It carries its traces and marks along, but, for a very short period of time. Gradually the newer or lets say the prevailing color of life is ‘all’ that you know of. You live in it, with it and by it, forgetting every past color the life had once painted itself in. Seems as if life had been the same since forever.

But none of them is natural as none of them is everlasting. Sometimes it’s RED- the all demanding and challenging. You face the challenges of life in an upright manner, not being at ease until you have been through. You never enjoy being in it. The tests are hard but one thing that you are sure of is that it will move on.
Then all of a sudden it could twist to THE GREENS- bright, fresh and new. Like a morning start you are at the beginning of a new chapter. Everything seems passionate. You have new dreams to aim for, new ideas to think for and new offers to accept from life. It could be a business career, a new home, some new university or maybe just a new phase of life. Each step is exciting and full of some new notes.
The color I love the most is of YELLOWS and ORANGES- perky and enthused!!! In these moments of life everything is hyped! Engulfed in the excites life offers, you want to fly higher and higher, reaching for the skies. Nothing matters at the moment- only to aim for more. It’s really beautiful in its own way. It makes some life-long memories that one could cherish forever.
And then there are THE BLUES– calm and deep. When life teaches you a lesson and you are not ready to move on… you learn to listen to yourself mostly. you discover the ‘yes and no’s’ of within. You learn to actually learn about yourself. The depths you carry are unleashed and you become your own best friend. But so, it moves on.
Speaking of BLACKS- a MUST color to everyone’s life, is all gloomy, dark and hopeless. The tragedies that occur in everyone’s life indicate this phase. A loss of a loved one, a failure in career, important exam, a bankruptcy or any other calamity- they all set one’s life to zero. It’s all so sorrowful that hopes vanish. Seems like everything’s finished and there would not be anything better again.
WHITES- peaceful and soft. When the melody is set to a running note in a smooth soft pattern and everything seems to be just alright. You wish that life continues the same way and pray that no harm ever follows. It’s usually in a good manner that life moves on. But then again like every other shade of life, this shade is also very short-lived and it changes……..

What I find intriguing is, like all these colors make a spectrum when combined, the same way all the phases when interact with each other make The Move, which we all are a part of.Life_

Cuddles

It’s a nice thing to say when some one hands you their baby, “I am a vegetarian”.
I heard this somewhere and actually smiled at it. Ever felt like ‘eating’ a cuddly little one with those tiniest, cutest fingers and toes and those pinky softy cheeks and that teeny weeny little nose? I felt that. A hundred times since last month- when I got my baby!!

The feeling is out of this World. Only those who have theirs can come to what I actually mean. It’s just crazy. Yes, I said CRAZY. I am crazy over him. It’s more than what love is. ‘Love’ is a very small, inappropriate word. He is a wonderful blessing. Most beautiful blessing.

He is WORLD to me!
Alhamdulillah.

A promise of love

Sometimes in life.. there comes a point when you are afraid to know new people. To interact with the World and those who reside in this worthless place.  You are afraid to let them know the real you. You are afraid they won’t accept you. You are afraid they’d make fun of you. You are afraid they won’t let you be the person you want to be!

So. You choose to hide yourself. You choose to remain undiscovered. You don’t have the courage to let people abandon you. You have already lost so much in life that NOW you are even afraid to gain new relations..
Because of,
The fear to
..loose again..

So then, you don’t let anyone to come close to you. To reach out to you and give warmth to your shattered soul. You don’t let anyone – no matter how much love is expressed – to heal you. You can’t take risks. Not at any cost.

But there is this one person. Who is determined. More determined than you yourself.  Only you can doubt that. Slowly, very slowly, the winds start whispering out loud to you. They wish to tell you that the person would not give up.
And that- it’s you who have to give up..!

Yes, once more… you have to give up. But this time- is THE LAST TIME.

It’s a sincere promise. It’s a promise made by love. And love never lies. Never ever.

You trust love.
And so you gave up.
To the person who wont let you,
Be anyone,
But  ‘YOU’..!

When life comes to you…

When life comes to you…
I’m not myself anymore..!

Your name brings in, an unfelt warmth,
Your thought makes me, a complete sort,
Your smile mends up, all the broken wounds,
Your touch awakens, each bit of my soul…

When life comes to you…
I’m not myself anymore..!

Deep in your scent, I wish to get immersed,
Wrapped in your existence, I wish to get lost,
Dancing in your melody, I wish to get reckless,
Twined in your breaths, I wish to get scattered…

When life comes to you…
I’m not myself anymore..!

When life comes to you.. imaginations run wild,
When life comes to you.. dreams turn auspicious,
When life comes to you.. colors go vivacious,
When life comes to you.. Moments become passionate…

And so,
When life comes to you…
I’m not myself anymore..!

Silence. Darkness. Raindrops.

Time: 12:30 am

I’m sitting on my chair, placed in the gallery of my house. Though the roof is covered, yet the view outside is gorgeous and I’m deeply engulfed from bit to bit… in the beauty which surrounds me.

It has been drizzling from the past six hours. Well, almost. And now, at the time of night when most people have gone to their warm beds, the streetlights are off and darkness prevails, I’m truly spellbound. You must be thinking that what’s so special about it.. And some of you might think, esp. those who live in west that how can drizzling or raining be a source of excitement for some one. As there, in that part of World, rainy seasons are thought as ‘gloomy seasons’.. But well, for me, the situation is a bit different. Let me explain how! Though it’s a bit difficult for me to put my feelings into words- but still- I’ll give it a try!

Now come on. Imagine. All around you is nothing but silence. You are trying to interpret what this language of silence is trying to make you understand. And then, the soft wind..as if whispering comes slowly to touch your face. It kisses you gently bringing along droplets of rain- some tiny droplets which caress your skin. You close your eyes. Take deep breathes. The scent of wet sand mystifies you. You.are.lost.

You inhale deeply, wanting to take inside, to absorb the fragrance of the roses and tulips right besides you, on the plants you have grown. Some cars pass by. The raindrops, falling on their roofs, make a soft splashing sound. You squeeze your eyes tighter. Wanting the noise to disappear. You wish the tranquility AGAIN. And here it is. Peace. Silence. Now you hear the swish of the trees as well. As they are dancing in the breeze touching and hugging each other playfully. They are happy. You can almost ‘hear’ them happy!

A distant car honk interrupts your thoughts. You distractingly open your eyes. Only to find out that the drizzling has now actually turned into a “REAL RAIN“… It’s heavily raining now. The pools on the street below are some what guessed out in the moon light. The raindrops are faster now… dropping in the pools. You stretch out your palms into the clearing. ABOVE. HIGH. Whooooooooosh! WOW! No words for what you feel.

You just have one strong desire. to.be.lost.again.

Closing your eyes, you step out into the open air……..