More than anything…

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In my remembrance came the night,
When we didn’t know the wrong or right
Like which face the leaf will… kiss the ground
Like while imagining a poet climbs, unknown bounds…

Same way a nostalgia…
strike my veins when i miss that dim light…
when we sat around the dancing fire…
and stars looked at us with a zeal so bright… 🙂

U came up with your issues…
I came up with mine,
We were literally drunk
Even without wine!

We laughed for no reason!
And our presence itself was so peace…
How with immense beauty,
The silence got loud and words got seized…

How our giggling fizzled out,
And our hearts stepped in…
When we threw aside the layers
and came to our skin…

And just while laughing,
To us that Magical haze stuck!
That May be ‘us’ getting together…
Was not much of a coincidence!
Was not much of luck …

When i found me in your eyes…
And things got a gentle swing…
I crave for that moment
More than anything…

In such way we shared our pain…
like a poet shares his, crying in the rain
As much as yours was as much as mine…
And your head on my shoulder made my life shine

My heart dropped down with your tears… 😦
our sobbing broke me into pieces…
And listening to your story
I found your innocence trembling in traces!!!

Still my stumbling soul wiped your tears…
and swiped your sides that were lifeless and blue,
And how badly shattered you slept with a curve around my arms…
the scenario blurred and the the things i saw, dwindled to a few…

The next morning
When the sun poked our sleep…
That innocence of your stare…
leaked the mysteries so deep…

When we recognized the knock of love…
And our favorite song repeated its lyrics in us…
Today the same warmth of feelings…
The same coziness questions me this thus…

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Now same moments of unconditional love…
from where to bring…!??
I crave for the flashback…
more than anything.
-Sankalp.

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I was lost to be found ( Part – 3 ) *Final*

Recap -(Part -2)

https://pristineshadow.wordpress.com/2015/04/23/i-was-lost-to-be-found-part-2/

Part – 3

I questioned Bloom about the fuss while we were traveling to his place.  He told me the whole story –
“We, Cyborgs and ‘Aliens’ were great friends. We were two entirely different races but had feelings for each other. There was no conflict in loving any member of opposite race. A cyborg was allowed to marry an alien and everything was a piece of cake. We were two species that were close to perfection, We did ‘Negligible mistakes’ and all of the above, we were genius creatures by mind and heart. But one unlucky day! the aliens came, and they started to dismantle every thing their eyes caught… Moreover, they killed their own people. So, many aliens shifted to our land. Even those who were in love, were found to have the ‘Non alien insanity’. Thousands of our army men died in ‘Questions’. It was too sudden and they were more astonished by the hate of their friends rather than modified weapons. Our world suffered both physically and mentally.

But the next month, a secret investigation by our detectives and a hard look by scientists on the genetic code of Aliens, revealed a very strange case! the genetic code was a bit change. Aliens never did mistakes, but somehow the change in genetic code occured and a very destructive protein ‘ Killanine’ started to form in the creatures. Aliens arrive every year in the eleventh month. We are building some weapons to protect ourself and scientists are trying to create safety techniques and if possible, to avoid the fight. ” 

I whispered ” Okay, so that is why the monk said I had to bring love and peace. ”

We reached at Bloom’s place. Day by day, he became a good friend, Bestowed me every thing that a human basically wanted. He gave me a room to live, he made delicious food and at times, we used to hangout. Once he requested me to go to the ‘Cylien Club’… I was not in a habit of going to clubs but he was tenacious about the idea and so I had to agree with him. I entered in and saw some aliens too dancing with the cyborgs. Bloom told that they were some of the aliens that shifted to their land during the war time… Soon he went to dance with his girlfriend – ‘Neuri’ and I sat back on the chair like a ‘Beginner’.As I was exploring the club, My eyes met with someone and oh!… who is she! She was coming closer, she was an alien and sat beside me, to the next chair. She looked descent with the tender touch of innocence flowing in her eyes. I never had a drink, but if I would ever take one, It would be like her eyes! And breaking the bubble she asked smiling,
” Who are you ”
” I am a human from another planet “, I answered
“I am Maliza  she said, we had a Hello! 
I was somewhat the ‘Shy guy’ here…

So she inquired again – “Would you have some wine?”
“Your eyes are none less” I said!

” Oh my God! What was that, how did that brim out of my mouth! ” I questioned myself inside.
Hearing me, she laughed and I don’t know what was about her!! but she attracted me to the simplicity she carried with her feet and the beauty she radiated just with a single smile!

She was humble, and my feeling for her was pure… My hobby was to write, and this poetic incident imparted a color of love to my life and writings… 🙂 We met twice or thrice in 2 weeks. We had some similar interests and she loved to go to ‘Search’. As we reached there, I saw that this was the same building on the footsteps of which, I came to this world. I was really happy to see this 🙂 She told that Search is the place where cyborgs and aliens worshiped their Gods. It was none less than magic and a beautiful proof of peace, the two races had before the war. The Gods of the two, stayed under the same building and  that cyborgs, even after such bloody fight! did not shatter it down… I wish such cyborgity  humanity existed in my world too. Such open hearted creatures that can neglect this war and keep the love that binds them tall against the walls of hate. I thanked Maliza for bringing my there.

The days were going good. Soon my writings were accepted by a publishing company. This was one of the biggest victories of my life! The indignation I carried in my nerves! when my parents said that I can not be a writer was finally able to find peace. I became a writer soon, and that too a famous one! 🙂 I used to thank bloom with gifts… One night, I asked him…”How can this war be stopped”
He told that we have to some way correct the genetic code. The alien security is Diamond tight! We can only break it when thousands of them will come on Plazer for the war. Only a month is left. They will come and destroy everything again, their hands would be reeking with the cyborg blood again, hells will rise! I stopped him… I stopped him from falling into this ‘Destruction Black hole’  I tried to get him to the light..that love is immense powerful and it will win!

On the bright side, my writings on peace and love started to publish. People came for autographs and then I realized that for a writer, 3 magical words are not only “I love you” But they are “You inspired me” too. 🙂 
I asked the cyborg scientists if the rules of Plazer are same on alien planet too. An alien also worked in their team, he told that the rules are exactly the same… I had a plan in mind, I knew that the aliens had more modern stuff for fighting. So, a very simple plan, that can work in an extraordinary way!

And finally came,

The Day Of War…

I remembered my parents, my home, Why I came here, The journey of my 11 months, The monk,That white serenity,  and of course – Maliza…
And I arrived the science headquarters to go. We decided to take bloom too.

 Soon, we reached their planet.

We took all the weapons according to the plans. We wore alien skin and faces to secure our identity. We were standing far away behind trees watching the scenario with our modified binoculars…  As scientists told me on Plazer that their security will be four sided and its calling out death if we as such entered in the security headquarters. We decided to take some vehicles, load them with our weapons and million of stones. We rushed the vehicles with mannequins sitting and written on them ” The Cyborg Weapons” to the gate of the security headquarters. As the vehicles burst against the gate, Aliens came out to see what has happened! Seeing the vehicles, they called the bomb squad to check, if the mannequin was not stuffed with bombs! But that was not our plan 😉
I knew aliens are intelligent enough. Only thing that can affect the modernity is the feeling that they have become GODS! Picking up our weapons, and seeing the stones… They laughed upon them! And the guns started to shoot the aliens by themselves! Weapons were loaded with nitroglycerin and TNTs  and and you probably know why! Guns are to shoot! not to laugh at 😀 But then the most strange thing happened that I could never imagine! The stones too hit the Aliens. I was like What! I thought that they will be childish,, like they laughed at the guns, they’ll laugh at the stones too. But no! this was different. I asked my fellow scientists about what was happening there… There mouths and eyes were wide open! They told that this was a concept they read in the book “Planet United” that, If a non living thing feels too bad for the other…They will unite to fight. We all saw a Concept becoming true for the first time! These worlds were magical! I got goosebumps hearing the scientists… 😀

 Much to our surprise! One more thing good for us that we couldn’t visualize, “What will happen if u shoot a stone?” Its a non living! It breaks but do not die! The no. of stones thus increased being in fragments, they kept the security totally busy. We entered from the back gate and scientists disarmed their systems for some time and reloaded the right protein in the genetic code!
Its a truth that some people died. But… Millions were saved!
As we came out, It rained and the droplets spoke the words of love and peace from my writings! :-). This was the most wonderful thing that happened to me in this journey!

We got our masks down. Aliens again loved us like they always did. They thanked us for bringing them back to their real existence. Love and peace was attained.

The first thing I did after reaching Plazer was thanking God. And as I was coming down the stairs, I saw a Plumeria… 🙂
I asked Plumeria if Maliza loved me… And I was really really brimming out again with the feelings of love and tears when It said – Yes! She does love me. I turned around and I saw Maliza was there…smilin, blushing!
I held her in my arms and We kissed.
I said that I love her and that I missed her a lot!
As, I saw down to see something in my pocket and saw up again… There was something behind Maliza… Oh no! Is that a mirror? It looks like me but he doesn’t have Maliza!
Oh crap! It was my Identical…
And again that white serenity, Thanking me… I was not reacting and in a matter of seconds, I was back to the same place from where I left. I had my hand In pocket. And I was full of tears 😦 It was a ring I brought for Maliza from my first salary as a writer… 😦  I tried to talk to the ring… But it didn’t reply!!
I wish I could spend some time more there. I went crying and I came back crying… But the tears had entirely different meaning.The journey was a moral that ended with nostalgia! My parents were anxious as I didn’t come back home from a day. They after sometime, caught me crying in the central park. I hugged them and cried a lot!

I think sometimes… Do the Plazer people miss me as I miss them…
How is Maliza…
I don’t know if I have to gaze at the sky to look them… Or I have to peep down the floor. Hence all I do is close my Eyes, miss Maliza, Bloom and Plazer… 🙂 I thank God! For making an introvert strong enough to survive on a foreign planet with foreign people, different rules and many other things… And most of all, for giving me the strength that I can become a writer! Imiss the world a lot! And for all that he gave… thank God too… 🙂 He gave me the second reason…

Really, I was lost… to be found!

(Alas! A fiction)

-Sankalp.

I was lost to be found (part -2)

Recap (part – 1)

https://pristineshadow.wordpress.com/2015/04/10/i-was-lost-to-be-found-part-1/

Part -2 

The first thought that started to tramp around my mind was “Home’ I wanna Go back Home”. But I controlled myself that this strategy, The strategy of **’Crying alone in an unknown sphere’** is not gonna get me out of here.
This world was freaking me out! and this was not the only trouble. My introvert nature never allowed me to talk much in my own world, and here… all I could see was strange creatures, and I was figuring a way to somehow manage to talk to them, know where I am, How… and if someone knows possibly… why!!!

Alas! It wasn’t at all easy for me and so I decided to just move, see the buildings, read the signs and watch the vehicles in a hope that would learn to adapt. The faces were curious, they all were slim and they wore jeans, shorts and shirts like the fashion in our world. Even this small observation that was similar to my world lead to thank God! As my eyes were rolling down from face to legs, I noticed a very unusual thing! this was something everyone would be afraid of! The legs did not match the hands. This was completely uncertain. Suddenly, I heard a loud peep and a streamlined figure was giving a horn…it was reaching rapidly towards me, I hence, jumped on the footpath. the driver said ” Don’t stand in the middle of the road!” And this was a good sign 🙂 I came to know that countrymen know some English! :-D. The vehicles were streamlined , so much that they could pierce a pin! The planet was so clean that even a microscope had to investigate to find dust or a mark.

As I rambled further, I heard the voice of footsteps, it was increasing… I turned behind, and saw someone running behind me. He too had those different legs… I ran shrieking across the streets, the creatures were watching me with total black gigantic eyes! I had a good stamina and speed but I realized soon that they were faster! He jumped at me. With a thud, I fell on ground. Oh my god! In me, Adrenaline was rushing, I was radiating heat and he! He didn’t even get his nerves pinched! Just the normal fresh breath. I was trembling! He lend a hand and pulled me up. He asked if I am alright… I didn’t reply. As I just thought to run again, He held my hand and told me that he is a friend and will not hurt. I stopped and brushed off my clothes. Oops! I laughed at myself! I forgot There is no dust on this planet! I was missing earth! Its dirt, Its dust and probably everything… Interrupting my connection from this deep nostalgia he asked, ” Are you ready to go ? ”
Me ” Where”
He said ” I am ordered to to take you to to the monk.
I had no plan or idea and I was tired, I agreed with him.
He took me on his back! and ran like we run when a dog is following us at his rocket speed!
I sat back tight till we reached. I saw the building, he drove me at. It was built with decency! So simple and beautiful. It was my born trait! I think a lot!! In seconds, we both entered and I saw a monk meditating, He was a bit human in the sense that his arms matched with his feet. It was good too see a physical human! It gave me some strength to stay.
He opened his eyes and said –
” Welcome son. This is the ‘World of Cyborgs’ 
I was stunned! I read about them in my world. They were not reality but thought to be in the future.
The monk continued ” Most of the people you see around are too cyborg. They will not hurt you. Moreover, They want peace;
Bloom, give him the script” He gazed at me again with the sense of simplicity seeping through his eyes and said with a touch of grace – ” Son, You have to do this, and I believe U can! “ He smiled and stood up.
I didn’t know how to react. world stopped for me, but the words he said somehow inspired…
As I rose again with questions and went out to ask him something, he was not there. He had left.
I asked bloom if I could meet the monk again…He said that No one on this planet knows where the monks live. It was his good luck! that he could meet one.
I opened the script.
Big highlighted words spoke themselves…

*THE RULES OF PLAZER FOR FOREIGN MEMBERS*

  1. Everything in this world, might not move, but can speak. The things will only react when they would be used in a manner they are not made to… like, a stone is to make buildings and jewelery, not to be thrown at some one. If one will do this, the stone would instead hit himself!
  2. Plumeria, which is believed to be poisnous flower on many planets, is the sweetest flower of plazer, It never lies.

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3. You are here for love and peace.

    4. As you are from another planet, you will only leave this planet and get back to your world, if you saw your Identical…

   5.  It doesn’t matter, to which planet do you belong. When you will get back, you will only be One day ahead…

These were the rules written on the script, they were less in number, but much more in meaning.
At least I came to know that one of my two purposes was to bring peace and love on this planet.
I also found a way to get back to my planet.

But the script left me with more questions…
What is the complication ? for that I had to bring peace…
Will every rule come into play?
Why do I matter so much to this world?
How soon will I see my home!! 😦 I miss it a lot.

Read in in Final Part – (3)

To be continued…

The school… You miss it? or you missed it!

Oh!
I miss my school…
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How,
in a cute sense of fear of a strict teacher, I ran like a chick into my class,

And how,
As soon as the bell rang, I tried to be the first one to step out of the school.
Dude, believe me I ran faster than Usain Bolt that time… :-p

How I carved those desks, sitting alone, watching like nobody is watching me and then writing the name of my crush and then tried to erase it completely so that no Byomkesh Bakshi can even doubt my hand writing !!

How,
Passing smile at each other radiated the top secrets and eyes that spoke so much!
Every thing had the exact pleasure, i wanted
It was all about joy and friendship…

Alas! I can’t pull the rope again…
I have lost the tug of war against time
I wish I had a time machine!

These are the kind of words, the stuff I heard  from my fellow guys and girls.
Yes, they would put to words, those dazzling moments the same way.

BUT

I have never been one of such personalities. I too have missed my friends, have written the memories on the page of life with the ink of friendship. Such memories that if i begin to spell, would make it to days…
But still, that’s not all i can think of and write about when i sneak into the scent of those mesmerizing days…

Actually,
Rather than friends and fun only,
I always have and forever will…miss the vibes that kissed my very being the first day i put my first feat to that beautiful building, my school.

The way, we friends shared the food
And sometimes, those little stealings from the lunch box that contributed so much to the innocence phenomena…
But soon, the tables we joined to come closer to friends, to converge with them, to enjoy the meal…turned to the disfigured wood mangled with the compasses and sharp pencils that reflected our secrets!
I can sense the pain of those whooping desks…

Oh! those classroom walls…
Full of charts and hey! there hung my chart, that one of the walls did hold when i won my first chart making competition.
But as the time passed, the walls were stamped by the dirty shoes.
I can perceive the tears it shed.

What to say about the playgrounds!
Where our egos burst screaming! when they saw us lending hands to our oppositions and friends.
This way, we fed the white spirits in us with the delicious meal of sportsmanship.

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Time has been growing and,
It has been

Two years…

And i still, when pass by my school or come closer to that area, get goosebumps!
And then that overwhelming brimming out feeling again! when i put my first step into that building again.
It feels like it has its own cosmos, it hugs me with all the affection it can afford. I go to my classroom again like that kid Usain Bolt with the same spilling out enthusiasm and excitement!

I reach my classroom breathing heavily and read the label stuck to the wall ’10th A1′ and smile… 🙂
It was none less than a child that runs for his chocolate and never gets tired.
I enter and see, the blackboard that prepared me for life! the The chalk box, my teacher’s cupboard, the podium where my nervousness magically centrifugated to the confidence i earned after the first speech i gave… those desks, the same wall.
An impulse in me was finally cherished… 

Full of tears,
Once again as i was sent to school the first day,
Slowly sat on the desks,
I lent my ear to it and it spoke to me my childhood.
“Oye aaj tu kya laaya hai?” (What did u bring today in lunch box)
“Aaj mamma ne ye bheja hai” (today mom sent this)
“Yaar ye to meri favourite sabzi hai (hey this is favourite meal)
“Kamine thoda kam kha” (You dog! eat less :-p )
“Baaki sabko milega par tujhe ni dunga ( All others will get some meal, except you )

All those voices it kept within it, it just transmitted into me and brought to me an immense happiness!

Then, i hug that wall.
Sometimes, it is damn cold!
But it has a warmth that has given life to my days…everything I crave for!

FINALLY,

I come to my playground, turned around, imagine all those scenes playing like an emotional movie in my head…and i breathe in the vicinity…
I mean, my school was – A home away from home.

It has made me realize that there is nothing more beautiful than childhood and essence…
Essence is the mother of all memories… 🙂

They are rare that miss the ‘school’,
others just missed it…

So people must think, when they say they miss their school.
Because most of them miss their peers….

So which of the two,
Do you miss often…

The classmates, the school, or both?