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“You just lost someone and in this case either you can grieve on losing that person or can smile thinking about the wonderful time you spent with that person or do both. A complex situation isn't it? What will be your feelings...share with us!! ” Mrigank just asked this question in Indiblogger on Indispire to which fire of thoughts got liberated from many Indibloggers. And here is mine - "I don't have an after-state , for I'm not yet out of the grief and not yet into the realization, that it happened" Losing someone you love, could be the worst pain a mankind could get, when he is alive. God, dare not to perform it. I still remember the innumerable times, when I used to imagine in my childhood on how worse it could be if somebody close to my heart demises and reaches the sky one day. I know it might seem absurd for you as you read this. But trust me, I had imagined the times, built the scenarios virtually only to end up crying splashing volumes and v...

Today I entered a highly crowded bus.The bus was overflowing with ppl from sub-urban areas.The Sultry weather and the hot noon bothered the ppl waiting for the bus.As Usual The first two seats were occupied by ppl who threw their possessions inside to ensure the place for them.A docile old lady and a young man, 30 were literally juxtaposed in the front seats.things seemed so calm,until a visually challenged person entered the scene.His appearance showed this monetary status.The young wrinkles in his face seemed an allegory. Unlike others,he didn't wear any special glasses.Just a stick before him showed the rest that he's one. Just like any other Indian guy he fought for a place.Though he was a blind,none minded his presence,.He cringed and crouched to the ppl around to give him a seat.That was heart melting,.Being noticed by none but The God himself, this blind man, mused and started this voyage with a poignant feel.His legs were literally stuttering and stammering .Inspite o...

I'm Sweet. But Honey is U I'm Image . But Colours are U I'm Poet. But Poem is U I'm Flower. But Fragrance is U I'm Happy. But Reason is You ;)    You might also like : 1.  It's not mere electronic gadget.It's 'U'  2. Whimsical weather - Where are U?  

©        This post was  published in an international magazine   ' Voices of the World' under creative writing ©        In April 2015, This post won the First Runner Up award in “Best Article Contest”  by Rhetoric- Division B Toastmasters International ,Chennai ©        This post was nominated for the Love Ya Arranged marriage contest conducted by Indiblogger and won SnapDeal Voucher It sounds like Coffee Vs CoolDrink for me... Each tastes good for the soul having it.. in the way they see it and in the way they treat it .... But what is my choice is  the question to be answered here.... It's the puzzle to be riddled out from the words juxtaposed below..... Keep the soul cool, and skin hot... To live the life to fullest......... "Love" I'm not against it.., !! Neither I fell head over heels for some lad out here !! Shadi is like a sweet , "Making ...

* If everytime beauty grows along with love , half the world will stay      Pathetically ugly  !!! * Life gets no meaning   until you become the reason for someone's smile * 50% of your life goes in loving a wrong person   & the rest goes by regretting for it!! * It costs one heart , to get another heart   thats'y being loved by your beloved   is said to be the best gift of all. *Nothing is pre-written  Neither it could be re-written * Words flow like water falls for two ppl.   1. Drunk   2. Drowned   one who is drowned in mire of love.....( * Hate me for what i am ..   Love me for what i am...   I'm happy with both!!   Cos I'm still myself... &   u live 'em thyself !! *Quotes are never framed,   they are just formed,   from one's own experience ! *Just cos i smile , doesn't mean i'm happy.....  Just co...

  You’re so sweet  As sweet as Cyanide ! You’re my drug,…  as intoxicating as Rum! You’re my life… as lively as ,,,,My love ! I may be a dictionary,, but its you who gonna GIVE MEANING 4MY LIFE   It’s you,…. My SweetHeart!! My SweeeeeeetHeart!!

This poem got published in Infosys Magazine - " Anukriti " An empty lane An empty game.. I just walk like -another sane. Even stars are missing out at night escaping every moment from my sight.. Flowers are mesmerizing but not more than you... Trees are mollycoddling .... But not as you do..... 24X7 Food courts , Serving me with, -Delicious dosas -Mouth-watering melon juices..& -Sumptuous Salads.... Yet , I miss those Spicy foods, and hot egg curries, you made and spoon fed me... ”Once” I tap my head and cough like hell when I pour out extreme hot coffees straight to my mouth.. &get  myself hurt.. Yet, I walk with a smile towards my bay, reminding myself of those sweet days where, you made hot idlies , with your feathery hand,& and fed me, after carefully pooh pooh-ing them. And when I asked ,  ”Mom, Why you are pooh pooh ing  it???” You smiled back and said ,  ”Else the heat will hurt you d...

Life without coffee Is like Life without Love Both are meaningless or has less meaning!! With a tiny breath and minute gasp, I hold my coffee cup, that puffs out concentric waves in air ! Through my eye lids I take a slimy path Searching for a Soul that surrounds me like air !! The hotness of coffee And Sweetness of dear one's soul Keeps me connected to goal The steam coughs up cup And sprays up my face Drenching me like drizzling rain !! Liquid dance around the brim reminds me of movements in prom ! Aroma of it, roams around as dew..... Cuing the cute scent of you ! Day starts with coffee Ends with toffee !! But ther's something else I need to say.....................

Marriage meant nothing to me, until it happened to some one very close.... Hitherto, I defined marriage as a place that unites ppl, a venue where you can meet your clan/chums/new persons , where we get to know each other munching a few sweets, drinking a payasam till brim, Breaking the pappads to pieces And dipping a crispy vadai in Hot sambar!! It never seemed as - "New Life with a New person, (Sometimes with one You haven't even met ) " Misconceived assumptions and funny notions wither away, only when it happens to you or someone close to you...And the latter is the case here!! I'm writing this poem upon the request of my best friend who's getting married soon when August shuts the door and paves way for September!!! The First of september, I Knew, Its, something new For you! Where smiles go blue! And new conditions starts rule... Where Loud laughs  will be replaced by small chuckles and little chortles ! Where, Even skinny gals will be wrap...

< When you were in her womb U din even see her face U just kicked her tummy Rolled up and down!! She kept talking to u & U never spoke back yet she kept loving you Without even seeing ur face! Every night, she said you stories believing it'll sooth u to sleep!! Mornings and noons Were quite new , As she spent every minute talking to you! Even if she's abstemious She ate doubly Forgetting her diets! Just for You!! Life goes this way with more of assumptions and less of askance!!   You too slept like a ball  Inside her womb, FEELING her warmth!! Loving her soul & Hugging her womb for 280 daysl! Despite her fingers touched you you FELT her love on u,, Although u never found her face  you FELT her beauty.. Everything goes in this way -feel of warmth feel of love feel of beauty for ten months !! When you can cross 10 months of love, By just feeling & not seeing! Why its so hard for u? To accept her Physical absence, Onc...

That was a Tuesday morning; her nokia phone on wooden table seemed blinking with new text. She unlocked and opened the msg. It read-- "I'LL B CMNG TO C U TIS EVNG! ! " Before her eye took a wink, her heart dumped in mysterious sea of curiosity, expelled virtually &danced in ecstasy! With her feet fleeting in air, she was on cloud nine :-) It was Ankrit, her one and only-Special one. The word special itself means a lot to her.. Ankrit, a young Adonis , lil childish, lil responsible, and more practical... A mixture of everything she expects, in a right proportion. Never her stubborn heart imagined she could fall head over heels for him..., until that night came !! 27th of May [ Coupe de foudre !! ] The hands on the huge clock touched 12.,sounds of which echoed till the graveyard end. It was a midnight. Trees were slowly withering their yellow leaves...Dogs howl that was the usual rhythm, of that area. Got replaced by a mellifluous voi...

   Her unkempt hair swayed in air & touched his fragile face. He smelled it deep.It wasn't malodorous. Her scent fascinated him like a flora tingling bees. He felt like falling straight at her knees. Irrevocably his conscience jostled him back .  Like a pendulum striking the clock, his conscience struck his heart reminding him of his worthy value . He thought for a moment if he could come out of that.  An Egoistic voice inside him prompted," Man, You deserve a lot more.Don go behind her"  A desperate voice mused," Hard , to face her !" Another voice  ,"Give a try" Another voic..."....."  Before another voice could take the chance , He shut the doors of those fusillading voices, And listened to his heart that made him fall ... Deeply sleeping craziness throttled his hesitant heart so much that he vacillated a lot between diplomacy  and proclivity.  In no moment he was at her feet, with a red rose in hands corroborating his lov...