Agony of one sided love!

Her love for him was true but one sided too.
Wise lady realized she should move on soon.
She made sure their paths won’t cross anymore.
Kept no contacts and cut off all ties to the core.

Hardly did she know, all her efforts were going to be in vain.
Destiny had to bring him back again,
The path which she couldn’t avoid, skip, or refuse,
She had absolutely no escape route.

Interactions continued and her falling for him too,
Each time little more than the last time it grew,
and then the truth of nothing being reverted would creep,
Making her heart sore and hurt her deep.

She then decided to make her heart strong,
If nothing is there on the other side, here too it should not linger on,
For you can’t force anyone to love you,
and crying the same cry again is not worth too.

But her heart was not so simple to mend,
All attempts to move on would fail,
If nothing is destined why do the paths cross?
There were no answers, only the agony stayed.

Exam fever!

My cousin is preparing for his higher secondary exams, considered one of the bookmark stages for all the students, at least in India.
Exams are just round the corner and he is on his toes, mugging up, writing down and revising dozens of king size books.
His waking up at 4 am took me back to my study era, which was almost more than a decade back from now.
I would need revision of the entire syllabus, a day before or on the day of the exam, otherwise my short term memory would hit me real hard.
This would mean very very scanty to almost no hours of sleep, the night before the exam.
Waking up at 3 am was the toughest part, specially in the coldest of the winters, when everyone else around you is snoring at their highest pitches, snuggled in a warm blanket.
Why God why only me? I would always feel, but did I have an option, of course NO.
I remember, the revision schedule used to be so tight, that even a 10 minute snooze would mean 1 section is missed, and if the same one made an appearance in the question paper, there would be nothing more to regret.
Making tea used to depend on the revision speed, if it happened to be on target or ahead of it, only then would I get the tea. Yeah, I was a strict supervisor to myself!
Finally an hour before the exam, would come the wind up list, or sometimes 2nd revision of the most important items, and this sometimes was extremely rare phenomenon, especially in the engineering days, when there used to be too much on the plate to digest even once.
Then there used to be a special checklist of items for just 10 minutes before the exam time – this would usually comprise of the formulae or numerical stuff which I knew my volatile memory would not withhold for too long.
Finally after entering the examination hall would come the few minutes of relaxation to the over dumped brain. Only for the few minutes till answer sheets were circulated, could the brain heave a sigh of relief.
Then came the real moment when question paper would land up on desk – hands, eyes and brain would then be the heroes of the battlefield. They would fight a war to put up all the efforts on the sheet of paper, as this one sheet of paper would be the deciding factor of the entire journey ahead and the destination.

Today it has been almost 11 years to my service, but I remember, until recently, I would wake up to the nightmares, of today being the exam day and I have not studied anything.

Gone are the days! But unlike the rest, I surely don’t wish to revisit these set of days again. Although I agree, they had a charm of their own, I would admit I am happy that they are gone.

I am happy, to be on the otherside of the wheel now, where I get to snore to the highest of my pitch, snuggled in a warm blanket on a cozy winter morning. Ahh, that blessed feeling and to add to it, tomorrow is Saturday, so no alarms too.
Happy weekend to all!

Puppy love!

He was damn cute. I fell in love with him as soon as l saw him, even more when I held him. It was definitely love at first sight. Giving him away brought tears to my eyes, but did I have an option, no. Adopting a puppy was not possible this time.

He was amongst the last 2 left to be adopted, of total 80 for the day. Adopted ones were not allowed to touch, he was allowed to be held as he was not adopted yet. The tiny creature silently sat in everyone’s hands that tried to hold him and pet him. His tiny eyes looked tired but there were no signs of complaints. He was not even named yet, ‘Boy number 3’ is all that his tag read, they said he was too tiny to be named too. He was too tiny to understand all that was going on, that he was going to get a permanent home today.

Hope he gets the best home and most loving family!

Secret admirer!

His smile could always make my day
Magic spell on day so gray
My memory could never erase it away
Recalling and blushing like a teenager may

His soothing voice I could never forget
It still does in the background play
Picks me up from the routine day
Drops me off the la la land away

His words would take my worries away
To find solace in all he had to say
I would just Sit back, relax and pray
and see my problems fade away

Sincere attention he would  always pay
To everything i had ever to say
Drives me crazy even today
Even more in love with him i stay

I wish I had some one like thee
For the beautiful journey to see
There is always a hopeful ray
Till then I be the secret admirer may..

So close yet so far…!

Neither does the distance, set us apart,
Nor that the medium, we have lost,
but there are thousand thoughts to cross,
that let go the feelings, for a toss.

How do I trust you, in so less time,
Being blind will, totally be a crime
Somehow I feel you are sublime,
I just want you to be totally mine.

Amid the world, so stern and tight,
Two hearts beating, truly in delight,
but nothing does end up being right,
for we are not up, to take up any fight.

Who does be emotional any more,
No longer they let hearts pour,
There are many options to explore,
when one is gone, there are so many more.

Holding on, is outdated and old,
but it is beautiful, if you dare unfold,
Unaware of what, future has to hold,
I wish we were, a bit more bold.

I don’t want you to, back burner be,
You are totally my priority,
I just expect the truth from thee,
Love will then, forever be.

What is meant to be, will surely be,
Time will show us the ways, you see,
Till then let the love, at par be,
So close yet so far, we continue to be!

Letting go!

Today as I let you go,
I have absolutely no ego,
No fretting over denial,
Just a number less to dial.

I instead feel so clear,
Back to my own, carefree attire,
Free to be as I desire,
Unbothered if you would admire

No mind games, to please you
No false hopes, to seek you
No finding ways, to cross paths
No waiting for your text backs

Life is as simple as it should be
Today as I let you go
I feel so light and free
To be once again back to real me!

This is today’s real feel, you see
there is no sarcasm indeed.
It was never meant to be,
True adieus are not so easy to bid!


Love is like a feather so grand,
swaying along through sun n sand,
Gentle breeze won’t let it land.

O little bird, Keep flying high,
Don’t you fret on days gone by,
For they were not worth a single cry!

Distance doesn’t matter, if the love is true,
It is what, you would always hold on to,
Stick together like a powerful glue

It does set you free like a beautiful bird
Leaving behind the material world
and make you reach the heights untold!