A nature lover's desire
I long for a weekend where I can get away from home and travel to quiet place.. breathe some fresh air.. admire the beauty of nature.. but it somehow doesn't materialise. There's always some job pending. I spend my Saturdays cleaning the mess at home and Sundays in prayers, cooking and shopping. I battle time to even lay down and relax for sometime. I wish my weekends were different. I don't remember when I last watched a movie or hung out with friends. Where's the time? Let alone watching a movie, I hardly switch that television on. It's lying at home like a white elephant. When I'm on my periods, my weekends are a curse. I bleed yet I manage to complete all the unfi...
My teardrops rest on the paper now, embracing the ink and blotting it. This was another letter I sat down to pen to be sent to you. But this time it was different. This time blotted ink was a mark that would tell you about the tears that I cried while remembering you.
The tears of wait. The tears of longing for a letter you never sent. The tears that seek the answers to the questions that I ask. But these tears evaporate away too quickly when the volatility of time takes them away into the sublimity of life.
I write down to you. I will, always. For not just this lifetime but for the coming ones too. For ages. For seasons that pass. For decades. For centuries. For eons.
Because every time...
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* Umbrella * Cravat
* Eight* Dog
"Rainbow8 : A short story"
Monsoon have its own Beauty. In the usual hustle on the street, one can find unusual sightings. At times touchy.
As I was walking down the street, I saw a little girl with her DOG. It was a 'dalmatian'. She was wearing a nice 'colourful' CRAVAT.
It was a beautiful weather, light showers along with slight sunlight. I had put down my UMBRELLA as sunshine grew. I saw a 'rainbow' above.
Kids love Rainbow. So when I told that girl to look at it, she did not react. I got curious as to why she was not surprised.
'She can't see it as it is, she'...
My weekend plans, you ask.
The bliss of staying in after a long week, doing absolutely nothing to a couple of things I love, is the dream.
Now that I’ve been in Spain for a few days, I’ve been able to realize the importance of traveling and getting to experience new cultures.
There is nothing more educational nor rewarding then immersing yourself in a culture that’s not your own, and having to adapt.
For anyone who has not been to a different country, I strongly suggest taking the time to see what the world has to offer!
En ocasiones siento que deberían hacer de mi vida un reality show, mis desgracias son tan seguidas que suelo reírme cada vez que me sucede.
Créanme no e llorado solo porque me parece demasiado gracioso, estoy mas salada que el mar, en mi ciudad se diría que necesito como 3 limpias jaja y luego viene la parte triste en donde me pongo a pensar que no podría estar mas jodida, justo cuando crees que estas saliendo y tienes algo lindo que te gusta viene la puta vida a joderte y quitártelo ajajaja es como trágico, juro que no me quedan lagrimas, solo me río y me siento la mujer mas loca del mundo por eso.
Como punto final quiero decirle a mis asaltantes que fue el robo mas pendejo de toda su vid...
La noche que nos despedimos
con un beso y un "Te amo, Cariño"
fue tan breve y tan sencillo
que para mi fue como un suspiro.
Dentro de un coche
porque era la última vez que podía mirar
al hombre que me ha enseñado a amar.
Llego a mi casa, a mi habitación
y escribo el último mensaje
que llevaba la misma hora de tu reloj:
"Gracias por haber venido hasta El Salvador
y haberme entregado tu corazón"
hacerme a la idea que al día siguiente
ya no estarás aqui,
que 9,000 kilómetros te alejarán de mi
y que de ti en un aeropuerto
no me podré despedir.
Abrazar un peluche ya no será igual
después de tu piel acariciar,
de tus sonrisas provocar,
de tus palabras haber escuch...
I've seen you just once, for moments that can't be counted. Because in just a moment, you gave me something to remember for a lifetime. You gave me your remembrance. I don't know who you are. I don't know where you're from. But I know wherever you are, you're still as beautiful as you were the day I saw you.
The sun reflected off your vibtant skin. Your hair shining in shades of gold due to the reflection. Your eyes captivated me like they had a universe inisde them. And for a moment, just a split second, I was there in that universe when you looked at me. For a moment, I was lost in those eyes.
I'm just sitting here, I don't know how many miles away from you I am, but I'm still t...
In collaboration with Vidya PO#630822
Honey your soft skin
I wonder where have you been?
You mesmerize; you hypnotize
Moments with you looks enticed!
You & Me, let's add up some spice
Hold your breathe, close your eyes
Will give you a pleasant surprise...
I lean in a little, diving in your deep eyes
Entangled in it, my emotions can't hide
Holding you, my heart is gushing
When you shy I love that blushing
Embracing your touch...
Forgetting all the petty lies.
Your warmth entices my heart & everything looks so fine...
As I wrestle your tongue down with mine.
Nothing at this moment is verbal
The love we have is eternal.
Also, thank you Vidya for the help. The efforts you...
What do you seek in the mirror?
In the stagnant water of the pond when you look at it?
What do you seek in the reflection?
It's you staring back into your demonic eyes,
That will open up into your angelic soul.
And confront you with the little flower of life that awaits it's continuum to eternity,
Once swayed by the breezes of love.
रोक लेता हूँ अक्सर ख़ुद को, चलते चलते उन रास्तों पर,
बैठ जाता हूँ किसी मोड़ पे, मंज़िल के मेरी उस रास्तों पर,
मंज़िल तो होगी ही मेरी खूबसूरत,
यह जो खूबसूरत सफ़र है,
लूफत उठा लेता हूँ कभी इस सफ़र की खूबसूरती का भी....
I lay my worries to rest after the tempest,
After the catastrophe has passed by
And failed miserably to captivate me in the labyrinthine of its commotion.
For I let the silence before the thunder sink in,
And yet found solace in the quieter silence that follows the peaceful snow.
Frozen, yet the warmest. The most silent.
Life teach us important lesson through small events,
All we have to do is just to be aware and conscious to decode it.
Yesterday, I had conversation with one of my friend (Sagrika PO#328471). It was just a casual talks about life just like all other conversation. We were sharing likes and dislikes or topics of common interests. Meanwhile I just asked,
Do you like traveling?
And the reply I received literally amazed me.
Here’s the answer letter to letter,
“I like traveling but it depends on CWC”
I was also felt curious about this CWC acronym as you did.
It goes like this:
Company, Weather, Convenience.
Later on she reveals that it’s just come spontaneously it’s not planned an...
Vagabond (noun) - someone who wanders from place to place; a person with no settled home or job.
I sometimes wonder if my existence means anything to anyone. However, I know I’ve kept to myself for so long that no one will notice when I’m gone. Neither my presence, nor my absence is felt. I’m too easily replaceable, possibly caused by my lack of or inability to feel emotion.
I’m a vagabond. I follow the wind, unapologetically, inconsiderate of anyone who I might’ve formed a relationship with. And I somet... Do you hear that? The clattering of the windows? It’s time: I must go.
Instant plans are hectic yet exciting,
Especially when your husband is the pilot flying.
While you sit back and are lazily resting,
He is under constant testing.
Just a day to explore the place,
Loving the smile on each others face.
Walking through the entire city,
Capturing shots mesmerising and pretty.
Doing crazy stuff all the way through,
Be it the cart cycle, something fairly new.
Lagging behind all the time, thats me,
Luring me into something was his key.
The little mermaid and the beautiful sea,
Copenhagen was beautiful, as it could be.