With each passing year,
The circle became more intact .
Not because of the fondness of people around but because of the departure of the dear ones and this year ends with another one !
Next month assigns the hardest adieu !
The cycle continues.........
From the idea of shattering the glass ceiling to being confined in a box, the
anticipatory period is engulfing the leftover desires.
The first day in the kindergarten, start of a new phase and to make my name.
Are you his sister? That was her first phrase.
Years passed memories faded but this question remained the same.
My identity remained as HIS sisTer!
Nothing was wrong in being his sister; but just......
Her glow was a natural admist of many artificial colors.
Her smile painted me blue ,
many seasons passed by and many rainstorms went through, still the color remained as a fresh painting.
In the morning the sky was filled with pink color clouds..
As if the sun kissed them, that made them blush!
The sky looked even more beautiful
The colors looked so pretty.
I felt happy, looking at the puffy pink cloud!
I felt as if the clouds are pointing out to me..
The time is changing
The clouds will be floating into my life adding the blushing color!
I'am okay not knowing about your existence anymore!
You were right we were opposites!
But then why didn't we attract?
You defied science as well as my love.
We were on the same page but weaving different stories.
Was it the pre-destined fate ?
Or pre- planned action?
I don't want to know it anymore ,
Because iam okay with not knowing about your existence anymore .
WE WERE BORN TO COMMIT THE
They blame me for what I do wrong,
Unaware of the things they commit wrong.
Every day is a new fight ,
And I battle to escape the temptations right.
But still there exists a SATAN!
Leader of the fallen angels ,
And persuades me to commit the sin.
I somehow dodge the trap.
But he still stands upright and disguised.
God instructed it right but the EVE was gullible that time.
The fruit of knowledge became venomous for her life.
ADAM and EVE the ancestors of the mankind decided their doom which lingered to ours!
In the greed of supreme knowledge and pleasure , she created a world full of "seven sins"- p...
ANXIETY triggered his brain,
And wanted him to be lame.
All he did was to gather himself every NIGHT,
And produce a better life!
Hard to believe
That there's beauty
Hate poisoned blood
Your very being
The same shade
As red velvet
Soft and smooth
To the naked eye
Who fall prey
To its appeal. JD
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Paint your life in shades
Don't settle for absolutes
Without any depth.
*Color Your World (Pink vs Red)*
* 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'...
It was fucking prosaic, the way he broke my heart.
'…I like the red imprint of my hand on her milky white ass, like to see her blush when I kiss her,' he looked almost apologetic as he continued his monologue, 'I am not racist, you know, I am just attracted to certain kinds of women…'
The unspoken words hovered and echoed in my mind, ‘white women’. I wasn’t attracted to him either, nor did I love him, but somehow it still hurt when he brought colour in the equation. My face grew hot but I knew he couldn’t see me flush, after all my skin didn’t permit it. I felt like I was back in school trying to face the mocking of the proverbial bad boy. 'You are just dark, accept it,' he ha...
When we think about darkness we immediately connect fear and all the bad things that the black color is related with. Can a dark color be powerful too, like yellow, red or other vivid colors? Yes it can because it’s MAGICAL, MYSTICAL, POWERFUL, in its own way.
We fear darkness because it doesn’t shine, we fear it because our ability to see shrinks more and more as it gets darker. Yet, the darkness makes us see things we couldn’t see in a sunny day. In every black moment there is a light that is guiding us through life. How else could we see those beautiful fireworks in a bright day? How else could we recognize those mystical fireflies by daylight? How else could we make a wish after seeing ...
It felt surreal,
The answers to her agony.
She had grown accustomed to it’s nuisance, numb in other words.
The moment had come though, and as everyone said, she has no idea how she survived.
Looking back, the path was so unclear.
The warmth felt amazing. Her peace within herself felt the heaven. She smiled for the first time in years, and it was pure joy!