Out of sight

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People…
We admire them for a number of reasons.
On most days, Attraction finds anything
but the soul.

My love,
When I met you…

It was not like the movies.
Neither was it like a sad song.
(At least this time).

It was a journey
i did not intend to travel for.
I only knew i had to go somewhere…

I kept getting lost
but only to find you.
And me…
To find me.

Funny because I have seen a lot of eyes.
To say, Hence, a lot of people.

But what appeals to me the most
in this entire universe
is a dreamer.
Dreamers call you to see their worlds.
If not them,
Then who will open the box and let our minds out.
If not them,
Then who will endow our hearts what they seek.

When I met you,
I saw those starry eyes.
NO.
I did not know it was you by then.
BUT…
I certainly knew this is the kind of people I like.
Thus, the reflex.
I crawled my eyes back down to the floor.
You know the kind of guy I am.
I tell you things in a blog post…

Gradually,
very much like a plant grows into a tree.
very much like a caterpillar turns into a butterfly.
very much like the universe expands every second,

I felt you and I saw you
through summers and winters
and autumns and springs.
And I understood this.

There are a lot of women out there
who will appeal to a man for several reasons.
But there is nothing else in this entire cosmos
like a woman with ambition.
There is nothing more beautiful than people with dreams.
You were magic in the face of reality.

Every time when I see these starry eyes
that dream like a child,
They keep telling me that I am more adamant
than my life.
And i keep learning from you
that even a child is a soldier
when it comes down to protecting a dream.
That’s when I know I have to live. I have a purpose.
For me. For us.
And I have to stand ground by your side in this battlefield
against all those children eaten into men by the world.

My love,
It may not have been a love at the first sight…
But It took me a while to realize
that with you,
It was love at every sight.
And it was love

even when You were out of sight.

 

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The Stethoscope

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Remember the time
when we were hanging out with friends at Rossco’s?
You appealed along with the group
for me to tell you guys
about the girl I like.

You even got me to call India.
Only to ask if I had a girlfriend there.
Then all you guys started to hunt down my Facebook friend list.

Fun part,
You grabbed a stethoscope ‘N’ just bought for her second semester
The initiative was to check which name will get my heart on fire.

And hence it started…
One of you guys kept throwing names one after the other.
I was innocent till proven guilty.
We had quite an audience that day at the restaurant.

You seemed curious with a Litmann 3M
right to the left of my chest.
You only doubted the arrhythmia
when I yawned at the name of my teacher.

The session ended like every other weekend.
Friends ranting at me for arousing their suspense.
Giving them a power cut at the climax of a movie.

They still didn’t have that one name.
That one person breathing in between the lines I am writing.
The one soul that painted all the corner in my art.
Honestly, even I was craving to say her name.

But you were still there… STILL.
Between the clamor of the crowded restaurant,
And my reviling friends.

With a head bowed down,
holding the ear tips,
Listening…

But you never noticed
And i wish you had…

My heart was beating over 100,
every single minute. It was not usual.

Because that girl was not in my Facebook friend list.
Neither back in India.

She was right there
listening to my heart.
We kept staring at each other
all this time.

It was no one else, but you.
It had to be you.

The girl with the stethoscope…

 

 

 

Walking away…

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She has accompanied me for so many journeys
And I was lucky!
That I observed
The glittering smile on her face as she kisses the mug of coffee
Her eyes deep as an ocean…
that traveled for refinement
Her expressions like a comet…
finding its own way while she reads her favourite novel 🙂

I was lucky!
That I was a part of
Her vintage collections
Her awkward mentions
Her old love letters
Her heart sections…

Time teleports when I am with her.
It splits like a tiny drop of water
that scatters on a hot pan in summers!

I was lucky!
I was around her
When she rediscovered smiles in people that passed away ages ago…
When she touched the nose of the slum child with tenderness
And they both seemed to laugh infinities!
in front of all gigantic queries of life…

But sometimes she has to desert
She needs time and is unfamiliar to the fact that
It is the only thing that destiny devoid me of…
The only thing that starts to engulf me with madness till my very end
that one day we are going to be Apart…

I was lucky!
that I met a miracle like you,
Who taught me that magic invents its existence in simplicity… 🙂

But at some turns…
I am meshed with unfortunate coils of fate!

When our ways are to go their own way…
I miss you
Like the shore waiting for the waves to come back
Like the rain craving for the rainbow
Like the stars ‘ shine call ‘ their moon to come back!!

Its heartbreaking!
how these words might remained unsaid
And you continue to

Walking away…