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Incomplete Love Story

Incomplete Love Story

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like an unfinished dream, an incomplete story
a letter half written, a forgotten melody;
certain things are better incomplete
like our...

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Falling in to a void...

He woke up with a heavy heart, mind full of questions afraid of getting lost in the space and not making out of the void...

I feel choked at times,
Thinking about where my life is leading to.
Anxiety and fear takes charge,
My mind refuses to wander now.

What is this phase that never ends,
What is this feeling that never goes away.
Fight! My heart says,
I'm tired, replies my soul.

There is always a feeling of isolation,
That always supersedes,
The feeling of joy.

Am I becoming a slave of time?
Or am I already one.
Often I feel caged, often I cry
For I am a free bird
Who wants to fly.
For I am not afraid of darkness
But the tunnel never ends.

Scars have become my mark,
Have befriended the pain and cries.
For I don’t want to run anymore.

Life shows a glimpse of the shining sun,
But dark clouds never leave my way.
“How much more?” I ask the universe,
“Till you can take it,” she replies.
Hold my hand and walk with me,
For I don’t want to be alone anymore.
“But you are not,” a voice echoes in to my ears

Time has beaten me down,
Every time I have tried to get up
My knees hurt now, muscle refuses to bear the pain.
Why I feel so miserable?
My soul fails to understand

Nights are cold, mornings are bright
But still I can’t feel anything
My mind is blocked, heart is numbed

For I maybe falling in to a void...

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Friday, December 16, 2016

The Wait...

Every morning when I wake up, I wait for the day when we will be together

There is fun in the wait, but kills you slowly from inside

Heart feels a pang whenever I have to bid you goodbye

Another day awaits, consoles my heart

But the longing never goes away, mind exclaims


Why does one have to wait? Asks my soul, every time I go to bed

For one has no clue, when that day will arrive

Or maybe, not arrive at all

Making the wait, even more difficult


For I can run through the waves and walk on the fire

I can melt the ice and burn the sun

But, I don't want to wait anymore


For distance is the only hurdle in our path

For our souls keep longing, to get lost in each other


But I will come one day 

For I can turn the world upside down, if needed

I can tear the sky and burn the water, if required


Wait by the sea shore, I will run through the sand and water...

Hold you in my arms and touch your lips gently 

While the sun, the sand, the sea will cease to exist

And while we will be drowned in the ocean of our love 

Our souls will find each other all over again...

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Wednesday, November 23, 2016

The light of my life...

You seemed like a dream a few days back, when our paths crossed. 
We bumped in to each other suddenly, are inseparable now. 
How can I explain you, what you mean to me?

No, I can't get moon and stars for you. For I am no superhuman. 
But I can give you love and happiness. For I am touched by your soul.

I can't get you gold and diamonds. For I am no rich. 
But I can write you songs and poems. For you have taught me the meaning of simple yet beautiful things.

Where the tunnel of darkness ends, you are the light of my life. 
The hope, the dream that is now keeping me alive.

Not a second passes, when I don't think about you. 
All I want, is to be with you.

I wish you were here, by my side. Or I was there, by your side. 
For place doesn't matter now, our companionship does.

They say, you lose the friend when love is born. 
But I want to remain both till the end of my life. 

They say, things changes over a period of time. 
But I want to keep our bond electric as ever till the end of my life.

My heart skips a beat, every time you are around. 
Your aura is enticing, I want to die in your vicinity.

Hold my hand and take me along. Wherever the path would lead us to, 
I will be there all along.

Through those tough times and rough tides, I will sail along. 
Through the storm and rain, I will walk along. 
Never leave my hand, for I have surrendered myself to you...


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Friday, August 26, 2016

And, I started walking again...

Today, after a long day at work when I came home; I watched a movie – ‘Pele Birth of a Legend’ and I realized something. Not that only how the legend turned the style of playing football but most importantly how it is important to believe in ourselves.

And when we do believe in ourselves then we make history. I have been fighting a battle within myself from a long time. I stopped believing in myself. I stopped embracing the quality that makes me different from others and started doing what I was asked to do. I stopped writing for myself.

I have been giving excuses not only to myself but also to the people who love to read my blog that how I am not able to balance between work and writing.

The truth is, I cannot live a day without scribbling anything. And I realise why I have been feeling so lost lately. Because I have stopped embracing and enjoying what I love to do the most.
Not long ago I gave a direction to my life but a feeling of suffocation started trapping me inside the walls of my mind. The chain of thoughts that flowed smoothly once, now had difficulty to even flicker. I started muddling with it.

Perhaps, sometimes all you need is some inspiration and I have been looking for one since a long time. It is true the world does not work the way you want it to be. Things are not black and white. There are grey areas which dominate the world. But then we need to understand that unless we do not embrace the quality that makes us different from the world we are not going to make a difference.

102 sportsperson took part in the most precious event of the world at Rio Olympics and I was disgusted how the people of our country started accusing the players after they couldn’t bag a lot of medals. We started comparing it with other countries and how we have failed as a nation to make a difference at the global event.

But why we forget that at the time when these players needed our support the most we kept blaming them for not meeting our expectations. Why we always fail to believe in ourselves and start doing what the rest of the world is doing.

The movie is based on the journey of Pele but it also explains beautifully how the lost tradition of Ginga helped them to make a difference at a time when they were in the middle of a worst phase. There is a sequence in the movie when Pele’s father is dropping him at the bus station before the world cup and explains the importance of believing in oneself. And how important it is to enjoy whatever you are doing.

You may not win every time and it is important to fail because what failure teaches you, success never will. But when you fail, you rise. You emerge from the darkness and shine like a bright sun. So bright that the world shares your light and help to emerge from their dark phase.

There are numerous things which keeps us holding back from taking a step further and also many of us are afraid to take a risk. To fall. To gamble. Because we have a habit of living a secured life and we don’t want to get out of our comfort zone.

But when we manage to get out of our comfort zone, the possibility of winning is more because at that point of time there isn’t anything holding you back. You always give your best possible shot. Even somehow if you fail, you know that you have given your best.

Someone once told me, whenever in doubt just start walking and soon you will realise which way you have to go, which route you must take and keep walking until you find your own path. Life is short and time is running way too fast. I can’t even imagine how quickly this year has gone by and 2017 is only a few months away.

There are times when I am so scared that what if I am not able to do things that I want to do. But then I start walking again and I find my path again.

But there I was from past so many months not willing to take that extra walk and not ready to let go of things that I must. Today, when I am writing there is this immense pleasure and satisfaction. I am not holding anything back while pouring out my heart here even if I may not make any sense. I am enjoying this feeling of to be able to do what I love to do the most, again. I am writing for myself.

My friends from college always believed that I may not become an engineer but I would do something meaningful with my writing skill. And I still remember the day I told them about the new part of my life, I could see the grin on their face and happiness in their eyes. I knew it, I was on the right path.

Nothing wrong has happened since I got here in Delhi. I have been doing well. But it pinched me every day whenever I felt the urge to jot down what was going in my head but couldn’t. With time, I started getting used to it. Instead of working towards it, I stated ignoring it. And that was the reason why I felt lost at times, I was not myself for quite some time. Maybe, isolated myself for a while to figure out what the heck was wrong with me.

But then there was nothing wrong. I just stopped embracing the little moments of life that used to make me happy. And I was missing this.

Don’t be afraid if you are not like anyone else because you are someone. It is great to be different. And you will win someday. And in this hope, I have started walking again, holding on to what I have and hoping that someday I will find my path, again.  

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Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Through the rough sea and tough times...

We have survived storms when we were sure we won’t be able to. We have overcome our fears when we knew it was impossible. We have come really far but still there are times when we lose the grip over our consciousness and feel trapped by the rationality of life. We live in a fear of not being able to conquer our dreams and getting lost in the crowd is the worst fear for people who love to conquer heights.

I have been going through a similar phase. There was a time when my life was leading nowhere and at that point of time I mustered all the courage to give it a direction. Obviously that required a lot of fighting with the loved ones, even few sacrifices but I succeeded in getting where I aspired to be.
In past few months, certain things have come up in my life and I am tired of fighting my own demons now. It is true I have chosen this life but life can be demanding at times. 

And when you are not able to fulfill the demands it starts taking a toll on you.

My life has been dramatic and filled with adventures. But lately, I have been missing out on a lot of things and when my life turns plain and boring it irritates the crap out of me. I don’t like plain stuffs, being a chef myself I love varieties and when life becomes boring you need to do something about it.

I have stopped updating my blog as I am not able to balance my work and life at the same time. When I return home I am always tired and the exhaustion never allows me to sit in front of my laptop and type. But then somehow when I will manage to sit, I am often short of words.

I am afraid what if I stop doing what I love and become like everyone else. I don’t want to spend a life chasing something aimlessly. I want more from life. Life has offered me so many things till now but now it has become stagnant. I hate being stagnant. I am like a river which changes its stream from time to time but never ever comes to a halt and in the end it meets the sea and the sea connects to the ocean. Maybe when I reach the ocean I will be stagnant and that would be the end of my life…

Living a life in a fear is as bad as knowing the path but not travelling through the rough patches. It is like you know you will fall and you are afraid to fall. But how can you forget that you have fallen hell lot of times in your past and every time you did, you picked yourself up. You dusted your clothes and started running again.

I have done this throughout my life. But now I am scared of falling…

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