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Friday, December 28, 2012

Silence !!!

Hmm….”, he murmured.
Okay…..a little here and a little there…..but will it be okay??”, he asked himself.
It was quiet difficult thing for him to come to a conclusion.
As making decisions was not his cup of tea.
With his girlfriend he had always been on the bad side of making decisions.
The decision to leave her taking the shield that he doesn’t feel the same intensity of love now like he used to feel earlier, was making him to suffer.
She surely loved him a lot.
 
The colors were flying.
Flowing out of the tubes…onto the canvas….Black….white….purple….red.
Colors make life….Life make colors.
His hands started drawing. Drawing something which even he didn’t know.
He was in good mood. Mood to paint and draw.
He allowed his soul’s freedom to mix with the essence of colors on the palette and the words of his thoughts, trying to come out from the jail of his mind.
 
Hands were moving.
Structure was being erected.
Confused what it was….he simply kept drawing.
 
What he liked was her beauty.
Internal…external.
Beautiful in all ways that a girl can be.
Body well built, face well suited.
Her hands moving on his face, fingers entangled in his hairs, he lying in her lap…he surely misses her.
Her crystal laugh, sweet smile…endless talks…and loads of love!!!
Life was life with her.
Meaning, value, spice, aim…everything was there with her to live.
 
But his irresponsible move made her go away.
He tried bringing her back but a lot late after it had been too late to apologize.
He tried marking her path, jotting her life, to get back to her, but she had closed all the doors.
She was hurt. Her respect was lost.
Her love for him was insulted.
He was her life and life without respect was a waste for her.
 
He was once again in love with her.
He was having the urge to go back to her again.
He was wanting to meet her, hold her in her arms, kiss her.
He wanted her back no.
He will talk to her, he made this as his first thing to do after his hands will finish their dance on the canvas.
 
Colors were still flowing in full co-ordination of his hands.
And this continued for hours.
He was not tired.
Not bored.
He wanted to finish the piece and then go and see his love.
 
And after few hours he did finish it
Startled to see the image….he was thrown back.
He almost fainted to the ground.
He sat In the corner of the room.
Dumbstruck.
Senseless.
 
What have I drawn?”, he thought in his mind and held hi head.
How is this even possible!!!”.
He had no idea.
Painting has just turned up-to his worst nightmare.
 
Memories flashes are always ecstatic.
 
He was once again in love with her.
He was having the urge to go back to her again.
He was wanting to meet her, hold her in her arms, kiss her.
He wanted her back no.
He will talk to her, he made this as his first thing to do after his hands will finish their dance on the canvas.
 
Colors were still flowing in full co-ordination of his hands.
And this continued for hours.
He was not tired.
Not bored.
He wanted to finish the piece and then go and see his love.
And after few hours he did finish it
Startled to see the image….he was thrown back.
He almost fainted to the ground.
He sat In the corner of the room.
Dumbstruck.
Senseless.
What have I drawn?”, he thought in his mind and held hi head.
How is this even possible!!!”.
He had no idea.
Painting has just turned up-to his worst nightmare.
 
His sense were gone.
No idea about what was going around….he went to pick up his cell phone.
Searched in the contacts for her.
Her name was still there with the name she had saved it with.
‘Love’.

He called and some guy answered.
Can I talk to Sarika?”, he somehow spoke.
She’s dead. She committed suicide this morning”, and the broken voice disconnected the call.

His soul was torn.
Torn into a million pieces.
Pieces that just couldn’t be brought together now.
 
No news of him for 2 days worried his neighbors.
They barged into his house to discover his body hanging from the roof fan, with a painting of a girl in similar manner in the background in complete Silence.
 
                                                         

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Welcome 2013 !

Bye Bye 2012 !!!
 
Welcome 2013 !!!



     Gone are the days of 2012. So how was is for you all? What all new things you tried? What all happened in your life, carrier ?? What all you would like to take from this year to the new year?? What all memories will you be cherishing and try re-living altogether?

   Hope it was a great year for all the poeple reading this post. So what all new things you will be trying this year? New year resolutions???Got some?? Am not a resoulution kinda person but surely this year gonna be something in my life and in this blogs life too !!

  So have a happy new year ahead folks!! Hope you have good time reading new posts here !!!

Wish you all Good Luck and Safe Future ahead!!!!

Happy New Year !!

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

To You....... To Them....

bySmitaat8:15 PM
To You...
I may mean nothing
But to Them
I mean the World.

You don't love me
But They love me a lot.

You don't care for me
They care for me a lot.

I don't concern You
Am the only concern for Them.

I am invisible to You
Am the only creature visible to Them

Forgive me My Heart
I made you suffer
I am the reason you cry today
Broken into pieces
Broken by white lies
Broken by false promises

Dear Love
I cannot hurt Them for You!!!
 
 
 

Friday, November 23, 2012

My Love

I am a girl

I crave for love

Love to love

Love to grace



Things are defined

But not defined for my Love

No limits

No boundaries

This what defines my Love



Expensive gifts

Not expected

Expensive flowers

Not required

Expensive dresses

No need

Expensive Love

Yes indeed



No wish to get flowers everyday

Just the odd colored randomly picked flower makes her happy



No planning for expensive outing

Gifting her your whole time equals to her for that



Holding arms, roaming around,

Talking and thinking about

The time marked as expensive



Its not the material

That is required

It’s the matter that matters



My Love will love me for love

Not for something which I don’t enjoy.



Saturday, November 10, 2012

Lost Girl !

Lost Girl is lost
Lost yet again!

No Love
No Support

Life has cheated
Cheated her yet again!

Lost Girl cries
Cries that all ignore

No Love
No Support

People call herdrama
Drama she has become yet again!

Lost Girl is alone
Alone she is yet again

No Love
No Support

Forgotten is the path
Path has cheated her yet again!

Lost Girl craves to be loved
Loved by the one she loves

No Love
No Support

All she gets are tears
Tears are her Best Friend again!


Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Good News Bad News !!!!!!

Tring Tring
Tring Tring
She hurried to answer the call.
Reason: It was him calling obviously.
"Hello".
"Hey.....", he seemed to be quiet happy and excited from his voice.
"So, tell me....somebody seems to have something good to tell me", and a lot many things started to churn her stomach with pain.
What could it be??
We visiting some good place??
Some good news regarding his home or job.
He’s getting her something??
What could it be??
A lot of thoughts flashed into her mind in those five second pause in their conversation.

He was giggling.
Tell me…what is it…”, she was more than curious to know what it could be.
Every second silence was killing her patience and increasing her curiosity to get the secret revealed.  

When you make up some suspense, it’s really important as to how it’s revealed in combination with the atmosphere built up for the suspense to be a great success.
The curiosity of the listener should remain till the last word of the secret’s narration.

She stood their dumbstruck to hear the excited innocence for the craze of ShahRukh Khan.
ShahRukh Khan’s new movie trailer has released”, he shouted.
Go and watch it now on YouTube”, and he hung up on her.


Saturday, November 3, 2012

Confusion !!!!

"Here, take it", he said pulling out something from his pocket.
It was pitch dark on the pavement so there was no question of  making out as to what was being pulled from the smart blue shirt's pocket.

"Keep it", and a yellow flower was placed on her palm.
A flower that had earlier that day survived from being crushed under the foot of some devotee.

"So from where is this coming?", was her next question.
It was not the general category of flowers which she had received in the past.

"It's from the temple", he replied.
"Temple??", she was startled to hear that.
"Yes, the one which is near to my office, remember?", he said.
"Yea...yea...okay", she got the source of the flower.
"But you went to the temple? When ? Why and with whom?", a lot of inquiries were done. Usual nature of women.
"I don't need a company to go to a temple", he found the question way too weird to answer.

"But yaar, I don't know whose temple I visited?", he said.
"You don't know? Matlab (what do you mean?)", she was confused now.
"I mean, I went to the temple, offered the prayers, got the Pundit's blessings but I actually don't know which God or Goddess I worshipped !!", his reply was enough for her to keep laughing for next few minutes.


Smita



                                                    

Monday, September 10, 2012

Please..!!

"Hmm...", he murmured.

"So.....get up now na.."she cried on the phone.

 "Hmm..", he murmured again.

"Alright, go back to sleep. And keep sleeping", sh hsouted.

"Arre baba....am not sleeping anymore...am up now..", he replied.

"Hmm...so any planes for today?", she asked.

"Hmm..you tell me..where you wanna go? Let's go there", he answered.

"But there aren't many places to visit na",she sighed.

"Yea, there aren't many good places left. And all the nice places we have visited".

"Yea"

"Hmm..."

"Okay....lets see where we can go....let us both complete our daily chores then we shall meet and decide, okay madam", he said.

"Okay..." she replied.

"Chalo then...I will go for a bath now..also am hungry...you too finish your things then will meet up".

"Okay", no plans for today is not what she waits on the weekend to happen!
But truth was there really weren't any places left to visit and shopping was not charm for her today.
She went for a bath, ate her meal and was resting on the couch infront of the T.V. when her cellphone beeped with the incoming message tone.

She smiled and passed a kiss to her love for the innocence of his words.

The message read ," Oye Yaar....buy me a pair of socks na.....This whole week I went to office in the same pair of socks everyday :( ".


 

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Saturday, September 1, 2012

Chapters.....

                            
                               The Journey

Journey without a destination. Starts and ends. No one knows who controls it. No one knows how to control it. All you can do is watch and observe.
People come. People leave. Some leave prints. Some erase prints.

She was sitting by the window. Watching out the window was the daily scene. A little boy having fun with the candy his father had just got him. In another scene, a group of girls playing hop-scotch. They were happy on just being the winner of the petty game. Fathers were taking their children to market. Some were being taken back to home from market. Holding their hands, the contact was intact. Men were leaving for work, with the firm determination in their mind that they would return with joy for their families. Women were busy buying stuff for their families. They were sure that they will stir happiness in their kitchens for their husbands, for their children.

The world was happy. So was she.
She stood from her chair. Spent a minute or two watching the happy scene outside the window. It was raining but it was so quite inside. But she was blank. Blank like a blank notebook.
No thoughts.
No words.
She started towards the balcony. Opened the door and went outside.
The outside world was full with noises. The noises of happiness. The noises of joy.
And now the world was full of her shriek.
She had jumped off her balcony.


Sunday, July 29, 2012

Clearing up the dues.....Part 2 ~~~

                                             Okay, so the here are 11 THINGS ABOUT ME

1. I love being loved and Love loving others :D
2. I am moody sometimes, but the mood deviation is very shortlived.
3. I love blogging! I can spend my whole life by just blogging if only I can earn through it too!
4. Small things are enough to make me happy.
5. Am not a movie freak but I love watching animated, comedy, thriller and horror movies on my laptop in my leisure hours.
6. I wish I soon get enough money to build a house and live on my own with two special people only in it!
7. I love doing things on time and accordingly.
8. Hate confusion and being put into dilemma situations. I like Life straight and planned.
9.People think I can't dance, but actually I dance and I dance well and those moves also I can do :P
10. Love hearing about me from others, what they think about me, how they take up my actions, how I am as a person...
11. And and and..........I love a lot many things that I can't reveal here :P



                  And here is the list of questions that I need to answer to complete this Tag,

1. Have you always had to struggle for most things you wished for in your life or was it a cake walk till now?
     It's now a cakewalk for me to struggle for all the things that I need or had wished for. Very few things      exist which I had got with no struggle. But the struggle has been like the one that Smita can handle :)
 
2. What are the kiddish qualities in you that you still nurture?
 I speak in male gender sometimes at home :P can't help it!!! 
 
3. Which was the first incident that made you understand the true value/meaning of love?
 No matter how tired or irritated my mother is, she will always take care that she makes me home food and speaks to me in her nicest tone.
That's a mother's love.

4. If you had one single wish (with which you cannot wish 3 more wishes), what would  you wish for?
God, Please make all the people in world happy.
 
5. When it comes to relationships, would you like the other person to be the dependent one or independent one?
I would like the other person to be independently dependent. It's good to be independent at times but not being dependent and being independent all the times may result in fights and the other leaving with the feeling that he/she has no meaning in your life.
 
6. Ice-cream or Chocolate?
Hmmm, hard question, I love Chocolate Ice cream
 
7. Will you change for your loved ones or will you want them to accept you as you are?
Would change for all the things that would make them happy but would also like them to accept me the way I am. I can change for things that they don't like in me. A little love can even make a stone God,so I am still a simple human being!
 
8. Have you ever done anything that is so not you? If yes, what did you do?
 Hmm...Hard for me to answer. This must be asked from the people who know me, right!!! :D
 
9. Logic or Magic? Why?
Magic! Sometime logic application and understanding gets very hard for a living. Somethings should have an explanation that only magic can explain so that simple people like me don't have to apply their brains to understand the logic behind their occurrence or happening!
 
10. What talent you don’t have but wish that you had?
The talent of buttering !!
 
11. Theist or Agnostic or Atheist?
Definately Theist, Atheist while watching horror movies!!!!

The answers were a little diplomatic na?? Blame it on the office culture that now I am into!!!
 

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Clearing up the dues ;)

Yup! You read it right! It's time to payback and gain something again!
I so love being tagged, tagging and pulling in people to write similar posts on their blogs for me and others to read is what I love :P
Come-on! Tagging is fun!
 Isn't it?
Every-time I am tagged, the blogger inside me has been re-incarnated in some different world.
I love exploring and exploiting the boundaries of the blogger soul inside me!
And I have been tagged again!



Thanks Keirthana for the tag :)
It's a pleasure following your tag :)
It has some rules and some to-do list to be done, but believe me, it's fun !

So here it is,
The tag goes like:
Rule #1: Put the rules on your blog.
Rule #2: Every person who is tagged in this activity should tell 11 things about themselves, then answer the questions asked by the person who tagged you, then tag 11 other people and ask them 11 different questions.
Rule #3: Let the people whom you tagged know you’ve done so.
Rule #4: Don’t tag anyone who’s been tagged before.
Rule #5: Really do tag 11 others, don’t go all ”if you want to take this tag”.



So here goes the tagging list
1. Sourav
2. Atrocious Scribblings
3. KP
4. Where thoughts are words.
5. Books Chai and Radio
6. Chef Dro
7. Krisztina Williams
8. Riya
9. Raumali
10. Paanipuri Lover
11. Ayushi

And here are the 11 questions you people need to answer,
1. Love or Lust?
2. Honesty or Dishonesty?
3. What will you do if for one day, you have everything that you had desired or dreamt or wished for?
4. Father/mother, what you want to be?
5. Are you happy with the growing popularity of junk food and fast lifestyle in today's youth?
6. Happy soul lives longer or satiated soul lives longer?
7. Were you a naughty child? If yes, please narrate one of your naughtiest incident, If no, please narrate the naughtiest incident you have come across!
8. Are you afraid of death?
9. Does being what you are (Male or Female) has bothered you at any point of time?
10. Do you wish that you would have been born in some other country other than the one you were born in? Why?
11. How honest you are in blogging world? Have you ever stolen any idea from a blog and put it up on yours?


Note: If you have been already tagged in a similar post earlier on some blog or If you have already written/attempted for a similar post on your own blog, please ignore and pass it on or if you wish to answer my questions too, then go ahead :)
 


 So, 11 THINGS ABOUT ME and QUESTIONS TO BE ANSWERED BY ME :

1. Have you always had to struggle for most things you wished for in your life or was it a cake walk till now?
2. What are the kiddish qualities in you that you still nurture?
3. Which was the first incident that made you understand the true value/meaning of love?
4. If you had one single wish (with which you cannot wish 3 more wishes), what would  you wish for?
5. When it comes to relationships, would you like the other person to be the dependent one or independent one?
6. Ice-cream or Chocolate?
7. Will you change for your loved ones or will you want them to accept you as you are?
8. Have you ever done anything that is so not you? If yes, what did you do?
9. Logic or Magic? Why?
10. What talent you don’t have but wish that you had?
11. Theist or Agnostic or Atheist?

In Next post..............................

Love,
Smita


Thursday, July 19, 2012

With you, Without You.........!

   I was living,

I was breathing,
Life was going on.
Things were happening,
Everything seemed to be in place,
Without you even.

I was fine,
I was happy,
Life was smoothly running.
Events came and went,
All was just the way it was supposed to be,
Without you even.

And then came "You",
And the meaning of "I" changed.
And then there was "Your Presence",
And the meaning of "My Presence" changed.
And then came "Your Self", 
And the meaning of "I" totally changed.

Its hard to breathe a second without you,
Its hard to imagine anything without you,
Its hard to  not to be with you,
Its hard to not to talk to you,
Its hard to not to think about you,
Its hard to not to love you,

                                              
          You may mean something to this world
           But that something is now my whole world.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Journey, To Love her !


A bit hesitant,
A bit excited,
Heart pumps feelings,
Hard to decipher.
Ready to be conquered,
Ready to destroy,
The ruler remains unknown,
Of his own secret desire.
She enters,
Wishing to be respected,
He enters,
Wishing her wish
To be respected.
Talks are stampeded,
Slowly silence prevails.
Distance becomes unbearable,
Slowly it vanishes into thin air.
Souls come closer,
Closer to be felt.
Planets take their position,
For something divine to begin.
Hands hold the face frame,
While Eyes stare at the moon,
Each detail is studied,
Of the evening and the noon.
Kiss is presented,
Welcomed warmly by the female.
Male takes the charge,
And love begins to happen.
Hands move down slowly,
Configuring the neck and the waist.
Moving down they stop,
At the curved disturbances at hand.
And she is pulled,
Pulled towards him,
Firmly held in his hands,
Declaring not to leave her ever.
Souls are quenched,
Of the long killing thurst.
What else can be more beautiful,
Than to watch the cupids at work.
A kiss there,
And a peck here.
No part of her land,
Is left undiscovered.
Souls come closer,
Closer to bond together,
Souls need nothing,
But the bond of Love,
To be bound for ever.
P.S. : This is my first attempt at such kind of poetry. Readers, Please be gentle :) Thanks. Love.
                                                                         SMITA

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