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Whispers In The Mist

Have you forgotten
all those times your heart cringed
for me to be closer
the distance was hard to fathom.

Have you forgotten
all the times you seeked for my hand
and it was right there
waiting for you to clasp it.

Have you forgotten
all those times you glanced at me
and we exchanged smiles
reassuring that this love was to last forever.

Have you forgotten
every time that i chose you
giving up on everything
that once was mine.

Have you forgotten
all those times when you could count on none
but i was always around standing firm
while you wept your way through those dreary nights.

Yes, you don't remember now,
all your promises, all our memories
all my words, even my tears
more importantly my love, which
miserably still stands alone
deserted in a lone land
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Shut those lids,
Feel the pain beneath
The dark curtains
What do you see?
A heart pounding with memories.

Breathe in the subtle,
Love was so wild
Smiles are fading
How do you feel?
Breathless but alive.

Teary eyed,
Glued to your feet
The unforgettable touch
What do you regret?
This wasn't how it ends..

Hold on, don't go,
You could hear the cries
Of a summer fling
What do you wish?
Rewind and hold you tight.

                                    - Aditi Kumari
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Well the answer to it, I don't want to justify myself, but yeah; this long so called break from my blog, was because August started off with my college kick starting. New year, different classroom, but the old classmates. It was not just about these sweet changes. Tests, exams, higher aims, priorities kept me busy all through these past three to four months. Out of all, hardest was the month of September. It took me a lot of time to actually get in sink with all what happened.

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I don't miss you
because when I watch the rain
they fall from the seventh heaven
in a voice which is yours


I don't miss you
because when I look across the golden sky
the horizons shine
with a light of yours


I don't miss you
because when I sit alone
where the darkness fences me
what engulfs me is your arms


I don't miss you
because when I'm broken inside
with tears in my eyes
what rolls down my cheeks is your finger


I don't miss you
because when I walk by
under the  bright sunlight
what embraces me is your shadow


I don't miss you
because when I lie slaked
under the night sky
I find that the brightest star is you
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What do you do when your expectations are shattered ? In some cases not even expectations but promises which people around you , made to you , when you did not even ask for them.

Promises are very powerful things, and its very rightly said never make one when angry or too happy.

 When something is promised to you/assured to you , your brain starts creating impulses in it , creating new neural circuits and blah blah , in short you start THINKING about that particular thing , Thinking is getting indulged and getting indulged is getting emotionally attached , and there's where the problems begin.

Imagine you have been promised something , and after a long time , the promise is turned down.
.
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You have adequate questions to ask , to contradict , bring down their point of view etc BUT YOU DON'T ! because a sadness takes over , an emotional aura surrounds you , you are heartbroken .
If you are an aggressive person , there's an urge to weigh the person against you with questions in high tones , if you are emotional - you cry . and MOST IMPORTANTLY even if you are strong , you shatter.


After this stage there are two things that can happen  , either you loose a  part of your love for that person
OR , you stay positive and strong and let the emotional aura surrounding you go.

IN BOTH THE CASES,
There creates a broken stair your in relationship staircase.

No matter how many times you pass the staircase , you have to skip that step, ignore those memories , ignore those situation , not let them overcome you. But if in any case you are not strong enough to skip the step . you'll get stuck , or you'll FALL, getting injured , emotionally.

I have something to say to both , the promise maker  and the one to who is promised.
To the promise maker- My friend i know circumstances have been harsh or somethings made you act so , but if you've made a promise just before plainly saying no , TRY TO FULFILL IT!
There's no harm in trying , at-least you tried! The one you promised to will understand that you tried , and is the best explanation you can give to yourself!
Because , once a promise is broken --> A Broken stair is created and you now know its consequences.

To the one who was promised : It's okay friend , life is not always as you expect it to be . If the person is constantly breaking promises , things will be tough , and you'll have to get tougher , believe me it seems and feels hard in the beginning , but as you grow you'll love yourselves to be able to handle such situations .
but if not and its occasional flush those memories , try indulging in some hobby for the  time span , music is the food to our souls - use it. Always most importantly , remember one thing in your future relationship - ALWAYS SKIP THAT BROKEN STAIR .
   
                                 à¤°à¤¹िमन धागा प्रेम का, मत तोड़ो चटकाय।
                         à¤Ÿूटे से फिर ना जुड़े, जुड़े गाँठ परि जाय॥      
Meaning : Rahim says, don’t allow the delicate thread of love between people to snap. If it breaks once, it cannot be mended, even if you mend it there will be a knot in it, which means there will always be some awkwardness in the relationship.

Have a good day ahead , loads of love, happiness and healing energies to you :)



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It was raining buckets and I was sitting in my rocking chair right next to the window pane and I could feel the light breeze bringing along soft pelts. As I looked outside, I was thrilled to see a few kids dancing and chirping around carelessly in the rain. For a moment, I considered joining them (I really did!) but it seemed to be a bad idea because you know that time when you no longer are a kid. I realised how I had left back those carefree days in my life and am headed to some path where everything just matters too much. The rain kids had no obligations hanging around and people won’t burden them with their decisions.


Sometimes I feel so pissed off when I come across this lot of mean people who bug me with their opinions and force me to follow their idea about a certain decision I were to make. I will contradict, when our beliefs don’t match. I think that’s my right, but that’s what these people can’t take. When you complain or resist, that’s when these people bring in force. And I personally hate that situation of being forced on something. I don’t know if I am venting it all on this sheet of paper but all I know is it’s the worst feeling to be compelled to be doing something or some sort of decision being imposed on you. Honestly, it is more like, frustration, anger and helplessness all flush in at the same time. You just wish to run away and be like those carefree kids in the rain. I really don’t want people burdening me with a baggage I don’t wish to carry. And let’s just not call it caring, If you’re doing this to your loved ones. Trust me, it’s more like strangling or suffocating someone. You won’t like that happening to you in the name of care.


If there’s one wish I want all people around me to grant, it would definitely be ‘let me breathe the air under my own sky’. I can very well make decisions for myself independently. I am an adult, capable of choosing the right stuff for me and I don’t think there’s a reason, why people don’t have to trust my abilities to do justice to myself. At least I would love to be responsible for my regrets and all the wrong paths I’ve chosen for myself, for my failure and also for my achievements.
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It started off really boring that day, with the political science class followed by the second language lecture, subjects I used to hate as a kid and I remember how much happy I was on not having to study those subjects ever again in the last two years of high school. In the lunch time, I was just trying to get myself a good book from the Scholastic book fair racks and my eyes just stuck on this really catchy offbeat orange book. Somehow the cover seemed so appealing, I was drawn to this book. I don’t know why I have this crazy love for the color orange, it just seems to be the most phenomenal shade of all. As soon as I started scrutinizing (well, sort of), a man in his low, beguiling voice addressed me “so you seem to be liking this book?”
This man turned out to be the author of this wonderful orange book. We talked for a while, and I through his words could very well make out, this man was an atheist when it comes to love. It was quite strange though, a writer in his thirties, who owns profound ideologies about everything, does not believe in love. I tried to convince him over this stiff opinion of him and got to know eventually that he lost faith in love after his wife betrayed him about two years back. Left alone to deal with a heart break, he almost lost everything because of this biting experience. Writing somehow gave him the reason to start life afresh, but the betrayal had left a permanent crack in his heart.
After a few days the same author, Mr James, shifted in my neighborhood. It was saddening how he lived his life alone, by himself. I wrote an article and in fact succeeded in persuading him through it to give love another chance. About an year later, he found his soulmate in this beautiful young writer from North Carolina, Ms. Alisia. They were absolutely happy with each other, lovelorn, the couple shared an amazing chemistry.
It had almost been three months since they married. I saw Mr James, completely tensed, almost in tears as he hurried past the staircase. On asking what the matter was, he said “ I and Alisia had an argument, and seems like I lost her. She left the house, without saying a word, didn’t even take her cell along”. I asked him to calm down and not to worry as she would definitely return. It had been over three days and Alisia was nowhere to be found. It was crazy how she could leave on this rough note, fights are just too common between couples. Mr. James was left heart-broken all over again.


I went to the city hospital today as one of my friend’s mother had to undergo an operation out there. I erroneously entered another ward just adjacent to the one I had to visit and to my surprise, I found Alisia, lying on the ward bed unconscious. She had been there since the past four days, out of her senses following a major accident. I could now see it all clear, Alisia met with an accident after she left the house and that is why she did not return back home. I instantly phoned up Mr James and told him about it all. He reached the hospital immediately. On seeing Alisia, he was in tears and hugged her unaware body, promising that he won’t ever let her down. We sat on the hospital bench with a hope that she would gain her consciousness soon.
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