Winter!

Chills in the swift breezes,
Cold days, starry nights,
Foggy mornings,
Shadows on hills,
It's Winter!

Heart goes numb,
It craves to the feel warmth,
It's the winter solitude and stillness!

She is a storm!

Cool and calm she appears to be,
But her mind has splashing waves,

Numerous emotions she has hidden from the world,
She has kept her feelings confined to herself,

Her determination can take her to the skies,

Stay away, don't mess with her,
Her revenge isn't something to be welcomed,

She is powerful, resilient and courageous,
She is unstoppable and invincible storm!

Companionship!

There will be ups and downs,
Together we will face the challenges,
Torn and low we might feel sometimes,
You can bring me the thread,
And thread my needle,

I will be there to help you,

With talks and cuddles, hugs and kisses,
Lying on the bed, in each other's arms,
Conversing about petty things,

Listening to each other's heartbeats,
Finding joy in each other's imperfections,
And dancing in the showers of love,

We will find happiness in companionship!

Breathtaking Sunset, dazzling rays and hues!

Breathtaking Sunset, dazzling rays and hues,
Walking on the beach, rolling waves
Touch my feet, make me forget
Anger, disappointment, pain, dissatisfaction and discomfort,
Love the way the nature heals,
And inspires to live joyfully again!

(Written for A Poet's Haven group, PC A Poet's Haven group) 

DISSOLVE IN THE RAIN!

The clouds gathered,
And greyed out the blue sky,
Slowly I saw the small droplets falling on the leaves,
On the ground.

Rain settled the dust,
And washed out the road,
Looked like the colors of nature were flowing.

And I felt like standing out there,
Savoring solitude,
And soaking those drops,
Wish I were made up of mud,
So that I could get dissolved in the rain,
And disappear from the world,
To be one with the earth.

Choice!

Days will pass,
Moments slip by,
Too many things to deal with,
Sometimes overwhelmed I feel,

A short lifetime on this earth,
But so much to be done,
Do I waste this time
Or do I create value?
Do I wait to die
Or do I live the moments fully?
Do I not give my best and regret
Or do I strive to do whatever I can?

Times passes by,
Life remains a matter of choices!

A Dog's Life

Though my life was too short,
I remained loyal to my master,
His wife fed me stomach full,
Once I protected his daughter from snake,
I guarded his home day and night,
Felt lonely when they went out,
Would wait eagerly for them to return,
I greeted them by wagging my tail,
I could not express my happiness,
When a new baby joined our family,
I used to play with him too,
Years passed and I noticed something,
I would get exhausted very soon,
They took me to the doctor,
And looked after me like a kid,
God told me that it was the time to leave,
And be born anew at a new place,
Where I was required to bring smiles,
I left my body and then I saw,
That I was still living in the stories they read!

(Written for A Poet's Haven group, PC A Poet's Haven group) 

Under the Crimson skies!

Under the Crimson skies, with you,
I shared my feelings and fears,
Scared I was to go away,

Evening breeze whispered in my ears,
That it was the time to leave,
You kissed on my forehead,
Not to say goodbye till we meet again.

(Written for A Poet's Haven group, PC A Poet's Haven group) 

When you are away!

When you fly away,
I miss you more and more,
The moments spent together,
Remain with me,
Memories become my breath,

With every passing day,
Love increases,
And gets stronger,
Like an old wine.

I dream of you with open eyes,
And count on the moments to see you again.

(Written for A Poet's Haven group, PC A Poet's Haven group) 

Moonlit Night

It's a moonlit night, we're together, 
Dancing to music of your love, 
What I feel is sheer bliss, 

These moments will definitely slip by, 
And when the dawn will appear, 
You will leave, 
The memories of this night will remain in my poetry.

(Written for A Poet's Haven group) 

A PRAYER FOR TRANQUILITY

When an animal attacks a human being,
We call it wild, ferocious or man eater,
What do we call a human being who attacks another human?

Mothers are tensed when their children leave homes,
Fathers wait for their fairies to return,
Wives gaze out of the window waiting for their husbands,
Why do we feel so insecure?

Violence prevails in the world,
Trust is lost, hatred grows,
Is this what we want?
Or do we want to play safely when it snows?

Why that mother lost her son?
Why that lady's husband died?
Why there is bloodshed?
Why do humans need to hide?

Let's pray that the land where we reside,
Remains safe and tranquil,
Let's cherish each single individual,
Let's spread peace and harmony,
Let's make happiness the way of life!

(Written for A Poet's Haven group) 

Rainy Evening

I waited for you to return,
My fingers were crossed,
Thinking you might not recognize me,

My heart skipped a beat as you smiled at me,
You kissed my soul on that rainy evening,
And stole my heart away.

(Written for A Poet's Haven group) 

LOVE

Love is when someone looses himself into you,
When someone steals the secrets
You'd kept for years with you,

Love is when someone breaks your
Safe shell and enters you,
When someone sets you free from the walls you'd built around you,

Love is when someone sheds the light on you,
And awaken you to your inner beauty,
When someone embraces you just for being you,

Love is when someone undresses your conscience,
When someone makes loves to your thoughts and deeds,

Love is when someone kisses not just your lips, but your soul,
When someone becomes the reason for your glorious transformation!

Secret Flame of Passion

Here I wait for you,
This air made for kissing,
Whispers in my ears,
Though you are miles apart,
You touch me with your mind and thoughts,

There are promises to be kept,
Flame of passion burns inside me,
I long to be held in your arms,
And loose myself into you,

Come and break the shell of silence,
Undress my mind and heart,
Discover my feelings hidden from the world,
You will find only love for you confined in my heart.

Written for A Poet's Haven group 

BOOKS, THE MAGICIANS!

These books are the treasure to be cherished, 

More valuable than gems, diamonds and pearls, 

They are the voices of those who left the world, 

They are untold stories, 

They encompass the journey of thousands of miles, 

They are someone's childhood memories, someone's adolescent crush, 

Some of them carry the smells of fresh flowers, 

Some take you to the places where you can live your dreams, 

They make you fall in love with the souls of characters, 

Some expose you to knowledge and wisdom, 

Some of them touch your emotions, 

Some make you dance to the music that only your heart can listen to, 

Yes! These books are the magicians that take you to the ride of even undiscovered places! 

Written for A POET'S HAVEN Facebook group 

My Dedication to Poets!

A poem is not just a cluster of words,
It's someone's pain deep down in heart,
It's someone's love for nature or a being,
It's someone's tears hidden from the world,
It's someone's gratitude,
It's someone's emotional journey,
It's someone's words of encouragement,
It's someone's feeling spilled on pages,
It's someone's life force directed for a cause
It's someone's humor, someone's story,
A poem is an expression of emotions,

Gifted are those who can weave the words,
In the form of a poem,
Who can make a difference by illuminating the world by their words to Wisdom.

--- written for a FB group. . . Untitled!

She said to the love of her life
"our love is fathomless as this ocean!
It's like the never-ending bond between these rolling waves and the sand,
As we sit here and spend our day....... "
He intervened saying
"Oh my lady!
Our love is a bond that surpasses time and space,
It's a pure hearted prayer answered,
It's a gift to be cherished for eternity..."

Dark World

Stone cold I go,
Lost inside myself,
Storm clouded trails,
Even the pen starts deceiving,
Can't put the thoughts on paper,
It all seems dark,
Gaze fixed on things I can't see,
Nothing brings back the zeal,
It's a dark evil world. . .

ALEPH

This is one of my favorite writings. . From the book titled ALEPH written by Paulo Coelho. . . 

The tears I shed, I forgive
The sufferings and disappointments, I forgive
The betrayals and lies, I forgive
The slanderings and schemings, I forgive
The hatred and persecution, I forgive
The punches that were given, I forgive
The shattered dreams, I forgive
The dead hopes, I forgive
The disaffection and jealousy, I forgive
The indifference and ill will, I forgive
The anger and mistreatment, I forgive
The neglect and oblivion, I forgive
The world with all its evil, I forgive
Grief and resentment, I replace with understanding and agreement
Revolt I replace with music that comes from my violin
Pain I replace with oblivion
Revenge I replace with victory
I will be able to love above all discontentment
To give even when I am stripped of everything
To work happily even when I find myself in the midst of obstacles
To try tears even when I am still crying
To believe even when I am discredited.

SILENT LANGUAGE OF TEARS

In the light of Crescent moon,
Savouring the silence,
Beneath the golden tree she stood,
Benighted she was,
Bereaved she was,
For she lost her loved one,
And was left all alone,

Same was the place where they  once met,
Same was the place where they once embraced,

They were oppressed,
They were rejected,
Profane they turned,
For they wished to be united for eternity,

But the destiny had other plan,
He left for his heavenly abode,
Leaving her to collect the reminiscences,

Sailing down the sea of emotions,
Wind caressing her hair,
To decipher the silent language of tears,
Her only companion was despair.

What is She!

She isn't born to conceal her face in veil,
She isn't born to be a victim,

She has the power to achieve her dreams,
To break the barriers and fly with her brave wings,

She has wit and grace, vision and pace,

She is fierce though her touch is gentle,
She is tough though looks fragile,
She is resilient though she breaks down sometimes,
She is courageous though looks modest,
She is extraordinary  though seems ordinary.

Spiritual Awakening

Sunlight breaks through the darkness, 

The misty woods wake up, 

Dew drops start melting, 

Birds take flight into the skies, 

The morning breeze gets filled with a choral Symphony, 

It's the dawn of perfect harmony, 

It's a new day, 

It's a new beginning, 

To start the things afresh, 

To renew our hopes, 

To renounce our inhibitions, 

Let go what has been done, 

And take a step further to explore our inner light, 

Now is the time to break our shells and be born anew, 

The time to awaken to our higher selves, 

And sync our souls to the ecstatic universe.

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Trail to the Dark..... A Short Story.....

This story was written for TOI's Write India competition based on Chetan Bhagat's passage. Press G+1 button if you like it!

She sat in the Starbucks cafe, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The blood stained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf...... 

Riya, 21, a final year arts student, was a simple and kind-hearted girl who lived in the city of dreams, Mumbai. She had a bunch of good friends and a supportive family. In the midst of all this, she used to miss someone who was very special to her. He was none other than her childhood friend Gaurav, who used to be her neighbour and a senior in school. He had completed his engineering studies one year back and was still looking for a job. Frustration was taking over him.
When Gaurav shifted to a new house in a far off locality 6 years back, Riyas heart used to ache for him. That was when she realised how much she loved him. She was 15 then and he was 17. He was affectionate towards her, cared for her. She thought he too was in love with her. When Riya started with her college, they used to keep meeting over coffee at Starbucks which was very near to her college.
One fine evening, when Riya was waiting for him in Starbucks cafe, she saw him approaching her with the widest smile on his face which was missing from past one year. Riya asked him Gaurav! What has happened? He told her that he got a job in a start-up software firm with a very high package and lucrative incentives every month if he would be able to get them high profit deals. This made Riyas day and her joy knew no bounds.
Three weeks later, when they met, she saw Gaurav getting down from the driver seat of a brand new silver Honda City car. Gaurav told her that it was a surprise for her! She was getting suspicious but Gaurav told her that he made a very good profit to the company and as promised, they gave him a big amount.
Two more months passed. The frequency of their meetings started reducing as Gaurav used to keep busy with his work. Whenever they met, Riya observed some absurd changes in his behaviour. He used to keep staring at other girls. She saw greed in his eyes. She thought that he had started losing interest in her. She wanted to bridge this gap.
It was 16th August, Gauravs birthday, when Riya decided to pay him a surprise visit early in the morning. Gauravs parents used to take him to temple early in the morning on his birthday every year. But this time they were out of station. So Riya decided that she would accompany him to temple. She also planned to get him cake and lots of gifts.
It was 6:30 am that Riya reached Gauravs apartment. She was about to ring the doorbell when she realised that the door was not locked. She peeped inside and could not believe what she saw. There were two strangers lying on the floor along with Gaurav.  The room was messy. Empty alcohol bottles were the proof that they had been drinking all night. Gauravs laptop was on and was playing a clip of a nude girl. A few photographs were kept near the laptop. She picked them up carefully not to wake anyone of them. Those were the photographs of some girls with different addresses and dates written on backside. Out of five, four photos had past date and one had future date. The date was 18th August. That was a picture of a teenager in school uniform with a high school address written at the backside. A map was lying there with a place marked with red dot on Mumbai-Panvel highway. The route to reach that place was a trail off the road.
Fear took over her when one of the two strangers started murmuring something. He said Gaurav, this time we have got a jackpot. Just inspect that place tomorrow before we kidnap that girl from her school. Be there at 11 am. Boss will give you a call to give further information.
Before anyone could wake up, she ran out of the house. She ran till that house was out of her sight. She almost collapsed. She sat on the footpath, running out of breath. She could not believe what she had just seen. Gaurav was involved in human trafficking! The one who was love of her life had done this. He had been betraying her that he was working in a start-up software firm. Now she got to know what those high profit deals were, what those incentives meant, how he had got that car after just three weeks of joining his job!
All her dreams got shattered. The life which looked like a smooth ride was now a trail leading to dark. She was heartbroken. She cried all the way back to her home.
That sight had changed something in her. It was not just about her life. It was the question of all the lives and dreams that were sold by those inhuman beings for the sake to their luxuries. She knew that if these people were not punished, many more innocent lives would be in danger. She was determined to do something. She wanted to save that child and at the same time save her love. This was not the time for her to sit back and cry, but the time when she had to be courageous.
Riya decided that she would catch Gaurav red handed. She did not want to involve police in the matter at this point of time. She knew that she would not be able to bear any harm being done to Gaurav. She wanted to talk about it to him and try to convince him to confess everything to the law. She knew it was difficult. Her heart would not let her give up. But her mind would not let her believe this would happen!
Gaurav was planning to kidnap a high school girl. He had not taken any women to his boss in last few weeks.  This time his boss wanted an untouched material to be made available to his customer who promised to pay a very high price in return. Gaurav and his friends used to meet up at a place opposite to a high school for having their evening tea. And he had seen this girl leaving from her school and walking alone in a lane. He had been observing her since long. From the time he had got this job, he would try to keep an eye on every girl, thinking which girl could be his next money making machine. His first deal had got him a car. That woman, whom he promised a job as a hotel receptionist, did not know that she was going to get sold.
But how did Gaurav land up in this business???
It was his joblessness, the frustration that kept accumulating from a year. His ego would not let him sleep. He was fed up of his parents. Every time he would ask them for money, he would face their music. One night, when he got drunk to the extent that he lost his mind, he narrated his story to a group of strangers. They took him to their boss. Boss handed him his first salary. And that was it!
Next day, 17th August, Riya reached the place well before 11 am. She chose to drive to the place by her scooter. It was a deserted house in the middle of trees, barely seen from distance. She had to struggle a lot to reach the place as the way to the house was filled with potholes. She hid herself and her vehicle at the backside of house. It was 11 and she heard a vehicle approaching. Her heartbeats had increased. She saw it was Gauravs car. He parked the car, got down and started walking towards the door of house. Thats when Riya showed up. He looked at her with his mouth agape!
Gaurav yelled Riya! How come you are here?
Riya walked to him and without saying anything she slapped him on his face.
Her eyes were red and filled with tears.
She shouted, This was not what I had expected from you. How can you do this?
Gaurav could not understand how she got to know about the place which was known only to his boss and his colleagues. He was trying to pretend as if he did not know what she was talking about.
He was confused what to speak up. He asked, What are you doing here? I have come here to make some arrangements for a party which we are going to have here. We decided to do something different and.  he was trying to pretend as if he did not know what she was talking about.
She interrupted him, tears already started rolling down her cheeks, I had come to your home yesterday morning. And I saw what business you are involved in. You sell women! How could you be such a person who would go beyond all the morals just for earning money?
That rang a bell in his mind. He had heard footsteps and the sound of door being closed with a thud. He thought there was no use of behaving innocent now.
He started to defend himself Please listen to me. I am not doing anything wrong. I just take these women to my boss and he gives me money for that. He is the one who sells them, not me. What can I do if these women are destined to be sold!!! It is their fate.
Riya could not believe that these words were coming out from the mouth of a person who was her childhood friend. The desperation for money had turned him to someone who had no guilt for what he was doing. She did not want to give up on him. She said to him, I know you are soft hearted. Lets go to the police and tell them everything. The law will definitely help you if you help to stop this crime. If you tell them who all are involved in this, your punishment would not be severe. Please Gaurav.
It did not take long for greed and anger to take over him.
He angrily warned her, Stay out of all this. Leave this place right now or you will face the consequences.
Riya continued Please dont do this. She is an innocent kid. Why do you want to spoil her life? Please Gaurav. she was begging him.
He cut her off, Its too late..., the words fell out of his mouth uninhibited, thus spelling it  for her that he had already gone dark.
He was coming closer and closer to her. His hands were approaching her neck. Riya felt that he turned into a devil. She started to freeze by looking into his eyes. He was going to choke her to death.
This was not the time for her to die. She had to tell about these people involved in the trade of female lives. The next moment she gathered all the strength she had, pulled out the knife from her bag and stabbed him in his chest.
He fell on the ground. She saw every bit of life leaving his body.....


NOBODY would have known what happened to Gaurav had she not decided to confess her crime to the police. She knew it would cost her. But she had seen those two strangers and police would try to find them out if she told them how they looked like. After all, they were the people who knew the boss and boss knew the customers.

Before going to the police station, she wanted to have a coffee at the place where Gaurav and she used to meet. Starbucks near her college! 

The Caged Soul

The treacherous plans of destiny,
Take toll on soul sometimes,
With the dark clouds hovering over the skies of ambitions,
Vision gets blurred with the dust of an unending storm,
Desires seem to be caged in the memories of past,

Running in the howling wilderness,
It's the time when the voice inside starts screaming for freedom,

Freedom from anger and disaffection,
From grief and resentment,
From the pain deep down that pulls self down,
And drags to the trough of despair. . .

The Mesmerizing Story

It's been a long time,
That I haven't seen you,
The moments spent waiting to see you feel like lifetime,

Years from now,
This present will become past,
And the wait will become a story that will mesmerize everyone,

That'll be the time when we will be together,
Never to depart again,
Drenched in the showers of each other's love,
Our souls will become one.

The Journey

The days pass,
With shattered dreams I walk,
When life feels like a race,
I look for peace of mind and solace,

I rush watching the sun floating to the horizon,
Wishing I would stop someday,
To gaze at its beauty as it descends,
Drenched in the light Crimson,
When the earth dances to the Symphony of cold breeze,
I return to my shelter,
Feeling ill. ..

This is not what I was searching for!
This is not what I was craving for!

Though stripped of everything,
I have hope to illuminate my heart,
Cutting through pain and resentment,
I walk a victorious path..

Your Unfathomable Love!!

Don't give me the gift of flowers,
For they perish with time,
Give me the tenderness that flowers have,

Don't give me the gift of jewels studded with the gems,
For those are merely the stones that shine,
Give me your companionship that shines like the brightest diamond,

Don't give me the gift of luxuries and comfort,
For these are temporary,
Embrace me in your arms,
Cause it is the place where I find the greatest comfort,

Don't take me to the glorious places of the world,
For it is an ephemeral pleasure,
Take me to the trip of your fathomless love,
Cause it means the world to me. . .

Expedition through unknown terrain!!!

Expedition through unknown terrain!!! Sounds so adventurous...


This is how I perceive life.


We come into this world as a child, receive all the care and affection from parents and grow up. And one fine day we leave our homes & start living on our own.
From the shade of umbrella of warmth, we move to a world heated up by the harsh realities.


We keep moving on the perilous road of life. We come across many lives. WE make friends, build bonds of trust, fall and rise, make mistakes and learn, trust and get deceived, win and loose... Whatever be our circumstances, we keep moving with hope in our hearts..


We don't know what gift is wrapped in the next moment. We don't know what the next turn of the road of life will reveal. Sometimes we don't even know the people with whom we are sitting.. That's the beauty of life..


Future, a system of probabilities, is camouflaged in time. It remains unexplored till the next moment arrives.


Amidst of all these, we discover the bliss of living.. But how??? By being in the present and living it to the fullest. Easier said than done.


Thich Nat Hahn said "Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves – slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future." Life too can be lived this way. Feel its warmth, smell the aroma and taste it slowly.


Anyways, it's still going to remain EXPEDITION THROUGH UNKNOWN TERRAIN!!!

Friendship. . A Blessing!!

Every moment I spend with you is a lifetime memory,

You are. .
The sun shine of my gloomy days,
The one who brings smile when I am in tears,
A treasure to be cherished,
Dream come true that I secretly wished,

Lucky are my eyes to see you,
Music to my ears is your voice,

Blessed is my soul to have you as a friend. . .