Abandoned Place

She is not there today. so are you.
things turned out to be different.
but if you ever happen to be in that place ever again in Life.
Think of her....i know you will. think of the girl who had nothing in her Life except you. a feeling beyond words and worlds...
Think of the craziest Depth of Love ever possible. Remember the time when She took the Blind fall to that depth.
Remember all of it and at last you will end up remembering how it feels to be in Love with one Big Heaven of Her.

Helpless Love

Guy: So what do you want? you have everything you need?

Girl: I dont want any of it. I want the Kind of Love you have for everyone... Just a little bit of it

Guy: [With filled tears]... Thinking to himself ....[Little Bit? Its meant for you. All of it... Every bit of it. I am just too helpless , unable to express to you that its overflowing to the people around me.] 

Happiness walks in it's own Crazy way

Every one of us has fancy ideas and definition about happiness and when we see someone else in a state of not so happy according to us we feel sorry for them, we feel pity and wish them the so called happiness

What is all the fuss about wishing loads of happiness... few might say- a promotion or wealth... few might say a wonderful circle of family and friends... am sure many might think in terms of food and great health too... lets take a cliché example of what could you wish for a child begging in the side of the road... what happiness could you possibly wish for? when i felt sorry for someone like that a wise man once said me that everybody gets to live their life and the share of happiness and pain along with it . There is absolutely nothing to feel sorry or wish about.

i dint quite get the point. i thought. what the hell.... for that begging child there are no facilities, sophistication even basic needs are attained with difficultly and struggle. I could wish for all of that so the child can be happy. Right? no.... that's the Beauty of Happiness. Its independent of anything and everything. some even say its matter of choice... I don't know if its the choice that makes you happy. I only know that any person  has everything it takes to be happy by birth, otherwise a new born could never smile if happiness was conditional. Next day when I saw the street girl who was a vulnerable unhappy kid a day back in my eyes, suddenly seemed most happy as she jumped on the puddle of muddy water and laughed her heart out with torn cloths, empty stomach and roofless head... There you go... its no rocket science... The girl is happy already without the basic needs fulfilled. Happiness even though feels complicated, it will find its way into you...Slowly,, Gently .. In all its crazy small medium extra large sizes... Don't wait coz its everywhere... just keep your doors open and its already in... Making you enjoy your hot coffee, take that deep breathe when u put on your favorite perfume, when u pass by that Beautiful/Handsome and your iris goes all wide..  its in it all... All we can do is have a mind open to feel happy and a large Heart to fill it all in.    

Ageing Memories

 She was busy packing to travel. It was a night journey and she was making sure she has everything she needs... Almost forgot why she was travelling once again. Age has taken a toll on her and forgetting every simple, even crucial things and struggling to remember them back was the new norm for her. A memory from four years back strikes suddenly and her hands stops doing whatever the brain had signaled moments back. As if all the brain cells are working towards that one memory that was so insignificant when it happened but all of a suddenly getting polished to be shiny and freshen to be treasured for the rest of the period. Even the aged brain cells are not tired to do this as its becoming effortless to remember every minute detail of it suddenly.

She was packing the same way 4 years back to travel to the same place and it was night journey again and had to make sure everything needed is packed. Before they leave for the big foreign vacation she had to travel to the other home which is a night journey away and set everything up and tuck the home in for there wont be anyone living or visiting there for next few months. It was time to leave and he once again gave the keys that she has been promptly forgetting all these years. He hands it to her and says  i have a plan, why don't I call you when you are about to leave the home there and tell you the list of things to be checked before you can lock and leave. She said... No way. I can handle it myself and its all simple household things and I can very well make sure everything is done right before I leave there... You don't need to call and check if I did it all right. You just take care of the pending work here so by the time I return we are all set to leave for the big vacation...

Her hands slowly starts moving as her brain cells are released one by one from recollecting the memory... She looks at the keys on the table lying there without his hands wrapped around it or giving to her... and the mobile next to it. She picks up the mobile and scrolls the call history to see his missed call 4 years back. The call he made inspite of her telling not to, The call she missed coz she was busy doing the final checks, The call that will never come again anymore. The missed call which she misses everyday every moment. The missed call, which if she had picked she would have had another argument and teasing conversation... They would all be todays treasured memories...

Amma misses you Pappa... more than she remembers, More than her ageing and forgetting brain cells can handle.