Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Close or closed?

Tuesday Night..!!

While sipping on the silence of night, this one thought is continuously fighting for its existence.. For the past few weeks, it has strengthened and has started to threat, that if is not allowed to come out, it will start to devestate. Seems, tonight it has won the fight.. Or maybe I am ready to leave it in the outer world to roam freely, any of them can be the possibility..
What is the meaning of being alone? Simply, it denotes the non-availability of someone close to us.. Or maybe, dis-allowance of that close one from coming nearby.. But do we really need to be alone? I Guess, not..! If we want to be alone, at a specific time, such as when the heart starts to feel heavy, or when the wheels of some perishing thoughts starts to revolve or when a hurricane of worries arrive..then it simply means that we are not allowing our close ones, at the time when they are most needed, thus making them ineligible from falling under this very category.. People falling under this category are not the ones with whom we spend our maximum time, or talk the most..instead they are the ones with whom we are willing to share our internal ruckus and chaos, the ones on whose words we can put our shoulders and cry, the ones with whom we are willing to share our demons with, the ones on whom we can rely.. But if we are not allowing them to peek inside of us, at the time of the unstability, vulnerability, then it means, those persons are not your "Close ones", in fact they are the "Closed ones"..closed in an envelope and thrown away in the ice of departure, to freeze..

O Life..! Drag me closer to you.. Allow me to peek inside you, so that I can hold your demons and provide you the support you need..

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Thoughts: Do you even get tired, for once?

Wednesday night..!!

Why aren't the thoughts at sleep? Why they don't apply for a vacation? Why they don't mute themselve? Why they don't understand that this person, me, is not full of infinite energy? That even I also get tired from thinking. First they forced me to think about the past. And they forced me this much that it needed to kill many of them in sake of getting over the past.
Irony is the thing that, even after killing some of the thoughts, now their offsprings, who might have been in wombs at that time, now have grown up, and has resumed the activity of making me nervous, of making me uncomfortable, act of making me thinking a lot, but about the present.. This time, from their attitude I can conclude that they are pretty optimistic and confident that I am not going to harm them. Though, it is not necessary that they will be devastating ones as their ancestors. Who knows, they become productive for me.
If those thoughts can be optimistic, then why can't be I? :)
O thoughts! You and Your never dying spirit, are beautiful! I have started to fall for you.! I 'think' I am in love with You.!

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Some fragments of your fragnances.,!!

Saturday night..!!

it has been a month since my eyes and thoughts had agreed on the same fact : your beautiful face...and of course your beautiful heart.. Since that day, some fragments of your fragrance, which you gifted, unintentionally, can be seen in every nook...
tonight, once again the same feelings, have started to emanate..the thoughts, to know you properly, to understand you properly.. Thoughts, to come out of the labyrinth and puzzles of some too simplistic gestures..
they know that you are tough, it is tough to be with you., but they also know that it will be tougher, to get away from you..to part from you... I might be just a letter for you, but you are the complete poetry for me..
there is a slight chance that they(my thoughts) consider me good for you, but they definitely know that you are the best thing happened to me..
Yes it is true, and you must accept it that you are beautiful, in fact most beautiful thing happened to me..
O Life! You are beautiful... !!

Sunday, April 12, 2015

When I was alone, in my dreams..

Sunday Night..!!

You were roaming through my mind, flickering my thoughts, waiting me to sleep so that you can influence my dreams. I think that my thoughts about you are getting jealous of you.. They surely know that you are the one who will be in my dreams, and that those thoughts, they are only limited until my eyes are wide open and as soon as I start to doze off those thoughts become a distant spectator as You acquire the place which they considered as their birthright..

But I pity on those thoughts that they felt inferior to you.. I think they forgot that, situations may change, but people, they remain the same..