Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Sunset......................................



Someone someday said that its not good watching a sunset as it marks an end. But for me,its a whole new life. Its the darkness which engrosses me in its arm and I feel its warmth and comfort. Its a thing for which I long the whole day. Night doesn't mark the end for me. I also wouldn't say like others do ,that "sunset marks ending of an era and allowing a new fresh start by another sunrise the very next day". For me,its the night,the calmness,the coolness,the love,the warmth it brings with it. 






When I was a small child,I use to sit on the terrace of my house and look at the sky. Believe me,its an amazing experience ,lie down staring at the sky with your arms open. Its the best way to relax and detoxify your spirits.



And this special moment starts only after a sunset. So sunset for me marks the era of my special valentine.


The reflection of the light falling on the waves,the ripples created when I throw those small pebbles. It represents life in its true sense. Our life ,no matter how big a stone is thrown on us,time it heals everything.


The shades and shadow created by the sun even when its about to call its day off, it surely does signify the inner conscience we have ,which we tend to forget at times. We remain so busy in our daily chores,that we forget our own selves.


You,yes you ,yourself is your best friend. No one else can else come closer for this nomination. We,humans love ourselves the most. Feel yourself,keep yourself happy,listen to your mind. Everyone else will leave someday.



The water touched me,its so cold. I am so drenched and am shivering,longing for warmth.Warmth of love,passion,desire. But ,you don't have any in your life. Wait,pause,the water will dry away .The sun rays have enough warmth to absorb the moisture. So,does our life. No matter,how bad a situation you face in life,it will pass.


The rays fall on the water and make things clear. Nothing can hide. There are things in your life which you can't hide. These are your emotions...love,anger,care. Don't force yourself. Let yourself lose sometimes. Its worth it.


The names written by us on sand,the waves it washes it all away. No matter how hard you try,you can never retain it. That is life. No matter how hard you try to retain few things,you can never stop them.



Hold sand in your palm and hold it tight. Don't allow it go. But it goes. You can't stop it. Similarly,you can't stop a person from walking away from your life . This is the rule of nature. Even if the sand i.e the person wants to stay,he can't. Nothing is forever. Let go. Relax,take a deep breath.




Again in the end,there is a new sunrise waiting for you. You never know what life holds for you. May this sadness of this dusk turn your dawn into a brighter noon.That's all for now. Its me ,taking leave ,waiting at the sunset of life.




N.B: Apart from watching sunset, I love clicking sunset too :) The pics posted here, have been clicked by me at Chandrabhaga Beach, Konark.

Love story that failed



It was raining when I saw her first. I got stuck on my way home. I rushed to take shelter under a nearby tree. There came she, completely drenched. Her brown cascade of hair all wet and water dripping from them , her big sparkling eyes were so full of expressions . She was so pretty and so cute. I fell for her at that very moment. She was shivering a bit. Her eyes showed she was worried. May be it was due to the rain and it was getting dark.

Something came to my mind, I went ahead and “hi, I am Johny”.
She hesitated a bit, but then she replied “Hey, I am Lucy”.
 “Do you stay nearby?”.
“Yes, in that big pink house at the end of street”.
 “Are you worried?”.
 “I have never been alone this late. I am so worried, how will I go home”.
 “Don’t worry, I’ll take you home”.

That was just the starting, I saw her often. I fell in love with her. Each morning I woke up in the hope of meeting her. Sometimes I used to roam around her house in the hope of catching a glimpse of that beauty. I got to see her sometimes but I never got to speak to her again. All she did on seeing me was smiling back. I was getting desperate day by day. I wanted her in my life. I decided to propose her. It was so tough for me to spend my days without her.

Finally one day I saw her alone, I gathered all my guts and went up to her. I asked her if she is alone and I can accompany her to her house. She agreed. On the way, under that tree, I stopped, I kneeled down and spoke my heart out. To my astonishment, she smiled, kissed on my cheeks and said “You are my hero”.
“Phewwwwwwww………there I go”,I was on cloud nine.

We started meeting everyday. Sometimes we would go for a walk in the park, while sometimes I waited for her outside her home while she used to silently run away from her house. Days passed like years and I was so happy.

Suddenly, something happened. She told me she was leaving the town. She had tears in her big black eyes. “What?Why?No……you can’t go”, but she had to because her family was leaving. “What if she stayed back with me, she smiled but said it was not possible” I cried like a baby, all hell broke loose ….she left me.

Here I am , Johny the Alsatian ,still waiting for her while Lucy my love ,the golden retriever went away with her owner.  

Welcome House



There she stood ,all alone and left,her eyes fixed on the entrance of the building. I am talking about Mrs.Abani Ghosh,the 75 years widow who stays in old age home "Welcome House" of north kolkata.
Getting a chance to spend a day with her actually opened my eyes and made many things crystal clear.

Never had the enthusiatic and beautiful Abani Roy from St.Xavier's college realised that the girl who is always surrounded by appreciators and friends will be left alone in the journey of life. She was a
bright student,exceptionally good in accounts. She had plannings to join bank .Girls were jealous for her as she was the perfect combination of beauty and brains.It was during these days that she met Suresh
Agarwal,son of the famous industrialist Mr.J.J.Agarwal of Agarwal and sons. And within no time ,both came close to each other.

It was a rainy evening when Abani met Suresh in the sen's park,the place so famous with the youngsters.It was almost dark and a cool breeze was blowing.It had been raining for days.The sky was full of black
 clouds.Suresh told Abani that he is going to the States for pursuing a master degree in management ,so that he can come back and look after their family business. It was there that Abani told him that she
was bearing their child,the symbol of their love within her. How desperately she tried to stop Suresh. How rudely he left her,how helpless she was. He left her. She broke down,the rain washed away all her tears.

It was not more than a month later that there was a big celebration in the Roy family. Abani was getting married to Dr.Subeer Ghosh. She had told about the child to her best friend Anita who suggested for an
abortion but she refused. She had truly loved Suresh and she refused to kill the symbol of her love. Nobody in her family knew about this apart from her unmarried aunt,who loved her dearly,who arranged for the
marriage so soon. Abani had spoken to Subeer before the marriage about the child. He accepted to marry her provided she would allow him to continue his relationship with his american girl friend whom his parents
refused to accept as a bride. It was a deal and Abani silently agreed all ,just for the love of that unborn child.

Abani had been married for fifteen years now. Her son mahesh had grown up. Dr.Ghosh was busy with his career and otherwise also.Abani never had any kind of relation with him. Abani took care of all the household
responsibilities without a complain. She was living for the sole person she loved,Mahesh.

Abani is seventy five years old now. Her son Mahesh is a big executive a big company ,but he doesnt have time or money to spare for his old mother,who actually sacrificed her life for him. Dr.Ghosh have passed
 away leaving all his property for his american bride. The only favour Mahesh has done to her was to put her in "Welcome House" before he left for the States. So ,here she stands,old,weak,all broken up just trying
 to figure out what life has given her.

She left me all in tears and I cleared many confusions I had about life. Live life for yourself not for someone else,because someday everyone will leave you and go.


N.B: This was a picture based story writing competition called "Spin a yarn" held in my organization. I managed to get the first prize :) Though I could not find the exact image provided, tried putting something similar.

Hate................


hate the way u came so close
hate d way hw u proposed
hate d reason y u came
hate d reason y u r gone

hate hw u made me laugh
hate wen u cared enough
hate d moment wen u felt my tears
hate d moment wen u held my fears

hate 2 remember hw u pampered me
hate 2 remember all dose possesiveness
hate 2 recall all dose closeness
I hate myself 4 hating u

hate the moment wen u r nt around
hate 2 feel dat u wnt b around
hate u bcoz u r gone
and the fact dat u dint call
and d fact that u dint feel

hate the way i can never hate u
hate d way i remember u
hate 2 feel dat u r no more wid me
hate myself wen i cry 4 u

hate d way god brought us close
hate d way hw he took all d rose
hate 2 think dat u think of sum1 else
hate 2 feel dat i cudnt make u love

hate 2 hear wen my frndz say u r bad
hate to ever c u sad
hate 2 hear wen u say "it wz nt luv"
hate God 4 wat he had done 2 me
hate myself wen I pray 4 u
hate 2 say dat I miss u.....


N.B: This was a poem written by me long back, found it in my laptop archives and posted it. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental :P :P