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Holding on, is outdated and old,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!

In love with the rainy season!

Someone recently happened to ask me – ‘Which is your favorite month?’ and it took me almost no time to blurt the answer out ‘August’.

I have always had a whirlwind romance with rainy season and for that matter, all the rainy months are apple of my eye. Each one adds its own flavor to present the dainty dish.

June marks the onset with lightning and thunder. It adds its own scent too, in the form of ‘petrichor’.
July is its boom period. Heavy rain pours being its true charm.
August has the perfect blend of not little and not too much rain. Sun and rain manifest a cordial relation to embellish August.
September waves it a good bye with serene tungsten lighting and lightning and thunders yet again.

May be it is the amount of rains that makes August special for me. As if sun and rain keep playing hide and seek and rainbow is the nature’s way of calling out “Olly olly oxen free”.

The green carpet that gets laid as soon as it starts drizzling makes everything around, look like a colorful landscape. Every nook and corner seems decorated. This makes the setup perfect for some wonderful outings. Plan a hike – where you get to completely submerge in nature’s beauty while actually getting soaked in rain. Or plan a visit to nearby hill station – fog, mist, waterfalls will drown you down in their mesmerizing views. Waterfalls around you will be so many that your group can actually get a personal one. Lip smacking plate of locally served onion pakodas and steaming hot tea will surely be cherry on the top.

Rains are enjoyable from home too. There is no pleasure like watching it rain like cats and dogs from your window while sipping your customized self-brewed cup of coffee. Birds fluttering their drenched wings and Animals seeking shelter, Car wipers waving all the way and bikes snaking through the pot holes, Kids jumping into the water puddles and adults trying to completely avoid them, Farmers thanking the rain god and regular office commuters blaming him for the wrong timings. This makes for a perfect rainy day scenario.

Rain sometimes transforms the easy daily routine into a nasty one. Daily commute to office has to bear the burden of huge traffic jams. Walking in the rain is yet another task – adjusting the umbrella according to the direction of wind and walking slowly and carefully in order to avoid getting mud painting done on the clothes. Rainy season surely makes one put their creative hats on and develop their own sartorial style that can either hide the mud paintings completely or can at least dry them off sooner if you have to erase them. Despite of all this, i think, the uncertainty that the rain brings in, definitely adds to the thrill of it.

As a kid, I remember, my joy knew no bounds when it rained too heavily. Getting to bunk the school and spend entire day playing in it, sailing colorful paper boats through the rivers flowing all around, will always remain a fond memory.

Well, I can simply go on and on, wax lyricing about it. I am completely head over heels and rainy season makes me fall in love with itself over and over again.
If something refreshes me more than the cup of coffee, it is surely the howling wind, pitter patter raindrops,dancing trees and the romantic weather.