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Amongst all the odds,
All the differences,
You fall for the exact opposite...
Accepting the soul,
Ignorant to the negatives!
Destiny lays its hand,
Feelings of hope and positive vibes.
There blooms a bud of love
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In the Memory of Friends

Time has certainly altered our feelings,

Distance has taken over meetings.

But as far as heart remembers you,

Mind really loses its say!

I wonder why time overcomes us.

Why in the beginning it holds us?

I have ‘N’ nos. of questions to check,

But where do I go, with doubts in tranche.

I open up to the days,

Where once, breathed with my supports.

It feels so amusing and cushy

To identify that this angle still can be treasured.

Hence, I made a list of friends,

That I had wrote in pencil.

As I came across your name,

I realized a permanent marker would do fame!

And now, I want u to be my Forever Friend

"Rolling Stone"

The worst nightmare had come true. He had left with the blink of an eye. She was heart broken.  Worst was, she couldn't accept the reality that he was no longer with her. Saturday -- The day she hoped for a perfect evening, he exchanged rings.

They had met with a purpose. The purpose which lost track in time and gave rise to their friendship.  Just 4 months and few days, and their story had the end. You would see enormous concern, unconditional hidden feelings, brainless fights, neglected the negatives and  dominance over each other. They weren't in a relationship as they always claimed to be JUST FRIENDS, may be SPECIAL FRIENDS with all their secrets exchanged.

That moment everything seemed perfect; until the purpose was found back again. The purpose of nuptials. They shared words of hope and love constantly. Convinced destiny god every moment.  The days past by praying harder and building on high hopes.  She had completely lost optimism but his presence and serene expressions made her tough, very tough.  For the 1^st time ever, she was responsible to someone profoundly.  Folks believed she was one of the kind who can never be in love with.  But she even proved herself wrong.

 The story was towards the closing stage. Every minute she hoped for a fairy godmother.  And then one fine day, a phone call explains  the narrative. He was in the banquet hall exchanging the commitment vows.  She was devastated, completely.  The day had broken all the promises made.  Their insightful conversations, belief, fear all came to the end.  She witness something they had once dreaded. Most importantly, the term friendship had come to the conclusion. The trust she had in him was all in vain.  

Its been 2 months today, when i see her shes smiling back and rejoicing the small joys of life. But when i converse with her, i find her missing. He is happy celebrating life and looking forward to new found love. She is wandering in search for herself, not for love, but for one person who would understand her silence, a friend, a person to talk to.

After witnessing this, i noticed : Its just the emptiness of a person that breaks us.  But one thing i now believe is, we move on in life, people come and people go but we can never replace anyone. Because its not the person we miss its the way that person made us feel and feelings can never be the same.  

"The Soul"

She keeps walking through,

In search of harmony, she moves.

There are diverse elements of her,

Found within, the soul.

Follows love and multiplies smile

Evades grief, strive to adore life.

Happiness alone - she seeks for beloved

Camouflages dejection and aides one and all trouble.

Deep down the aisle, she articulates the bonus hands

From the sun to the moon to all worldly livings,

Never will she reprimand.

Dynamic and composed the heart is,

Barely, seeks for a little.

Bestows tenderness from within, Anticipates zilch!

Still no kindness conveyed.

Fragile is her tough name,

Beneath her, resides a bundle of twinge.

Mean is the human race to not give and only gain,

Nevertheless, the woman is cheerful and finds a grip to pain.

Growing Up!

I was just learning to solve math problems and *BOOM* was out facing the influential human race.  I was 18 then. By the time I dealt with the hardest decision of life, as in which career to choose, I was done with the graduation ceremony.  How I hate the time flying system. 

My days began with phone calls and ended with the plans made at the beginning of the day. Fluttering like a butterfly all around the BOMBAY. Today, I’m lost somewhere within the To-DO-Lists. The day is anticipated and lacks thrill and fun. 

I feel like I am growing old…rapidly! Perhaps, I have. Too many things mean too little to me. I hardly spend time on anything I once considered my own. I thought I would do wonders. But the older I got, I realized the fact that I’ve got lost long ago! Actually, I don’t know what matters to me: My AGE or the CHANGE. No! It’s just that I miss being myself. Miss the planned me.  

I’ve just been pushed into the pool of LIFE – where solving issues has been a part of life. The People, The Thoughts, The Society has been drowning us with some or the other ways. Scary to know that the world you wished for is, fragile. You are surrounded by the dusts and amidst that you struggle to manage a lucid vision. But you are only a human, right?

I’m neither depressed nor out of order.  It’s just that I’m trying to view our stories through my pair of glasses.  I am amused to see how we struggle to get to our dreams.  In spite of being definite, most of them won’t take place in the real world. We hallucinate most of the times and twist them up together and churn them for living.  

Singledom - Boon or Bane?

Just when I walked past these people, I start to contemplate about love. I was at the sea shore strolling for some ME time. It was one of the satisfying moments amongst the beautiful climate. I climbed the rocks only to observe the engaging gestures, trifling battles, those cuddly moments, and the pissing off acts all around. I could witness Monsoon – the so called season of romance. I perceived these love birds settled, under the umbrella; had an exceptional magnetism. I just couldn't stop myself going down the deep belief - me yet being single. To add up to this, I'm always surrounded with people talking about their commitments -- through all the possible signs of communication.

Conversely, a bird on the wings supported my thought to embrace freedom. Exactly, the way I feel now - being SINGLE! I don't owe an explanation to someone. No requirement to the conventional reasoning for my acts. No insecurities regarding the acts, no affection or anticipation for unnecessary things and the list goes on. But still, a part of my mind says that it is all worth it. Significant to all the performance - be devoted to, overwhelming obsession, concerned appearance and the baby-treatment given. I am free from the overprotective conduct, when in a relation, free from the fear one wears for not losing the trust. Beyond all this, the engaging gestures made by your better half to make you smile during the uncomfortable times or when you are under the weather, surely make you feel special.

Again, the two sides of me are left unsatisfied. Is being single the best thing? Or am I missing the element of being together? But gawking at these love-doodles, I surely, did crave for love and yet again, no one to share this lost part of me. The puzzled moaning, by now was submerged in the rain.

Just as every coin has two sides, I feel the same way. I jotted down to know - do all singles feel the same? I want an answer to this – is being single a boon or a bane? Can someone please explicate?