The glimpse of the hollow me...

Though so small, he stood in the corner of her heart and poked her hard with his conduct. The unexplainable behavior made her think the ill. Was she bad....was she selfish...was she unreasonable...?? Whenever she was pushing a huge gulp of positivity down her mind her heart pushed it back. All the hopes and faiths came crying out loud to her with their disheartened persona. She was sinking into a whole other world of darkness where even the light was turning black. Where all other world was waking up she was slumping into the sea of blackness. Her whole world was turning black and white. The palate of colors of her life was falling from God's hands and were spilling her life all over....never to be filled again. Fault.....was it her's or was it of someone else? If her's, she would have faced the sharp cuts on her existence boldly but if not then......? Love makes you forget yourself, it sure does and it did for her too. She completely forgot the most powerful word 'me'. But does she forgetting herself helped in making him realize? Does he know that dissolving a vast part of 'ME' to craft a new 'US' was not a easy chore. Still she did it with pride and simplicity nothing to expect in return. But something still came in return....something that was unhoped-for, something unknown, something unusual.....something uncalled-for.....

Friendly touch.....strangely felt!!

With a soft voice, softer look and a softest touch he touched my hand. I was standing there with the broken pieces of my heart. But he was smiling, a smile that went from his to mine. He was looking right into my eye and was telling me to pick up my pieces and put them back together. I was trying striving hard to not let the pieces win over my protest. And the ultimate moment of win neared and got high up in the trance of the dapple. The stranger's look went deeper into my eyes and gave me the most amazing strength of standing up, up against my fears. He took my hand made me keep it on my heart and look into the sky...up high. I stared and stared but my sight was left dry and thirsty. With a wave of disappointment and anguish i looked back at the stranger...but he was gone. He was no where around to make me see again. I waited for him to come back.....come back and never leave again. But all i could recollect in my empty mind was his soft voice, softer look and the softest touch.........
Where he must have flown away...i thought to myself. Was he a illusion? Was he magic or just a fantasy? The doors in my mind were shutting down and i was running out of answers.....answers to all my questions. Who was he who showed me the best trick of my life if he was an illusion, the best prank of my life if he was magic and the best dream of my life if he was a fantasy....My ears kept searching for his voice, my eyes for his look and my hand for his touch...!

Gloomy tear rolling on a wounded heart......

With all the hopes and aspirations, beliefs and faiths i kept looking at him. All the world around me made me just stare him in the eye and ask one simple question. The question didn't get answered. I kept on asking but it just never got answered. I never expected anyone to be so ruthless, so inconsiderate and so unthoughtful yet saying those three magical words ' I Love You'. All i wanted was a good night sleep with nothing to worry about in the morning. All i wanted was a heart that could read mine. The lips that would speak my heart. But then there i saw a huge black light coming my way with a sword of wretched laughs which turned my hopes into despairs, my beliefs into shattered dreams and my love into a sore heart. The gloominess was conquering my heart. I so wanted to stay up. I so wanted to have a morning that would welcome me with its arms open. I so wanted to have dreams of my fulfilled life.....I so wanted my dream to have him in it.....!!

Time...The Twisting Traitor....

He was holding himself up with hope....hoping for that time to come back....time that had flown past him, laughing at him, showing all sorts of dreams, so unattainable. He was unable to gather the intensity, the strength to shout back and tell it, that soon he will be back....back for the best. He wanted time to know that even if it had shown him the worst, with forte he held, he will be riposting. How unfair it could turn, how unjust it could do which turned the crown of the creed to the slave of the self sort. When he needed the most he had none. Why did that significant creator made him choose the unwanted. Or was he the chosen unwanted? What questions and what answers...whom to ask and who to answer was all in the mind....mind of the significant creator.

Zestfully happy...

With good times just round the corner i need to get close to what i was pushing away since long. The terms of endearment getting on and to the core of my heart. Never thought this would make me feel so high. Up in the sky. I don't want to let it go. I won't let it go. I was getting all worked up to fight the worst. Yet my life got me all worked up to face the best. When i fought with god, i said why are you making me struggle so hard when i feel i deserve better...he replied in simple words saying "I know". I thought even he doesn't want to grant me happiness but then there he was standing on the turn showering me with my prayers and showing me the path ahead. Little i knew was coming on my way. This day solely was not expected. One day was devoted to all my wishes to come true. That was the time when i just looked into my heart and said a silent 'Thank You' to someone who made me feel so good...so warm. Was i bad that when things were not right i just couldn't take and wanted to end it all. When i was running low it wasn't my heart that did it but it was my mind. There was a line that was dividing me into two, i was on the edge where i had to fall on either side. Fortunately or not it either side turned out to be right for me....as i had the same person catching me on both.