Lastly, A Very First Time

Remembering a date is a myth when it come to us. Agree? Still understanding an audience I will be sounding a little cliche. It has been five long years, I can’t get enough of exploring our bond of affinity. It still feels so special, so touched and something it does happen when my head is all about you, about our time, our stories, incidents, closeness, and pictures and I can’t stop by when it is walking in on a track of us.

How secretly yet beautifully it all went till date, and I’m sure this is exactly how it is going to stay years and years. Even if we are not practically staying with each other like every love-bees. It repeatedly brings a proud moment and the most potential blessing of being closet with our world. It’s a damn inspiration, a love vibe, and or may be a pleasant lullaby when a kid sleeps at peace. 

I am sure about you with the two things even though we aren’t living in a practical world; you are surely remembering every bit of us looking at the clouds in day and moon at nights, and hoping for the same to get back no matter for lastly, a very first time.

Hey Misery

Few people are just to meant that they are in your life, and other few are just fiction personalities that they actually are with you for a long, eventually, they are not. 

Hey, depression! writing few words to you, 

How have you been these days? I think the question is asked by you to me, but you never spoke a word, just kept a package at my doorstep.

What energy do you produce with my soul by which I couldn’t even allow to move on from my bed in afternoons, and return to my place at nights? The only thing which resolutely revolves around the head in an escape.

Escape from my life, just to feel a refine touch of tranquility and nothing else. 

Nothing else, just a few words, a sentence or a phrase that link my mind on a track of inspiration.

How much Love is still Existing in the Container?

Well, why love comes up with a bulk of stumbling block and so bijou happy times, that can be plainly measured if we ever had a conversation in two.

Why relationship is so loving in starting months and get inattentive after few months of the span. Did LOVE lend you a container full of emotions and feels for our relationship, and notified to lessen the quota of affection as we spend the moments in future? Is it so? I never heard any utterance from love, maybe you would have.

Why Snapchat streaks is found a major assignment to be followed compulsorily than uttering “love you” over a call.

Universe Come My Way, this Needy Desperately Needs You

Hey! Bozo,

He coughed, I’m done man. The smoke of marijuana swiped the blockages of debris intention from the nerves of brain.

He was jovial today, but somewhere in his introvert psych, he was still counting the murky stars of lifeless spirit. Life to direct towards the proclamation, “you can’t be correct dimension”, and “you are a miracle but you are not allowed to manifest your magic in the corporate premises. A typical deceased corporate life that burst the inner peace injuring a rough pain to the mind with kindness. Even if it might not be 9-5 but you should live the creepy limited peeve nine hours at your port. 

In the Name of Pain, it was a Sensation of Care

The stroke of dim lights were caressing enough to pop up the layers of tears from my soul. Roads, highways, white strip lines that persistently navigated my vision to go straight, and licensed to take U turn and sharp turns, and even blind turns. Sometimes  it forced me to rotate the keys of heart to go fast. I can see the unreserved gloom on the highways that makes me smile in serenity, but my ears could still listen to the continuous deadly laughs of radium to guide me to reach the destination hypnotically.

Ice Was Lying Dead On Cloud

Hey, Bozo!
Bro! It sucks! but not actually.

It’s just a feeling of moving on man. Through life or for a life. I really don’t know and I truly don’t care. I am good at my happy place. I am flying or floating or drowning..either running or slipping. I really don’t care. I am at my happy place. Smoothly breathing in a slow motion, unrushed and sluggish.

Putting off a heavy luggage of despaired depression, frustration, desolation, dejection, exasperation, and vexation along with indignation the memories were lies. I shouldered a luggage and drove under the blue bright skies to bury those warm memories which were endlessly gulping my mind. I placed a luggage on a receptacle of ice which was lodged on a cloud. The ice was lying dead in an air. The ice is never going to breathe with pride neither going to melt friendly.

Interview At Sunshine Blogger Award

So after a long, I got an email to fill up the answers for an interview for Sunshine Blogger Award. 

Before running towards some interesting Q/A, First of all, I will thank Vishruti for nominating my blog for The Sunshine Blogger Award. Check out great content on her blog named The Inkpot.

Here are my answers to the questions- 

1.If you had the opportunity to meet your favorite star, who’d that be and what ‘one’ question will you ask him/her?

I will meet Shah Rukh Khan, of course. The only thing I would love to take an advice from him is The How? How you manage to conquer, and the most important thing I will ask from my side is the way he understands the priority of work as well as the family. He is a great spirit. I really don’t know much about his life as I am a fan in the middle of billions but the way he gives his precious hours to the family is just a thumbs up to a real man, a proud father, and a loving husband.

Off to an Independent Life

A major time of your life is on board. The one waits for this life to come.

This is not the life you live, or you spend or waste. This is the time you pursue.

You have been standing on the ground level, and challenged to mount the ladder in the ocean where you deserve to be established. The same as our father.

Today, one of your family member will bag your luggage till a station. But after that, your shoulders will experience the heaviness of taking care of it, where dreams, are kept sheltered. Leisurely they are going to be unpacked as the time drifts.

Just be Neutral, and Smile

I just want to inform you, that till now we have been waiting for a life to come. But we were dumb-ass; life which arises in the name of time. This is the time we are living, this is the life we are living.

I just want to inform you, that till now no matter how stiff it was between us, how tough  we lived our days of relationship with a fine touch of happiness. Only we know the measure of worse, the gone day of our difficulties in our availability.

I Wonder what our Life would be if You still were here

I remember our gone days when you waited for my text messages. I remember our happy times but more than that I recall our sorrowful scenes because it gives me the zeal get my spirit charged to conquer our love.

I still wonder, what our times would be if you still were here, next beside me, gazing  the shooting stars magnificently for a maximum time in cold winds, perfect fiction as I read in books.

I do not just miss our time, but I feel something is missing on my routine. As the sun rise, I think of you, I think of us. I see the clouds changing it shades in orange and then in dark, but still I can’t get enough of thinking of you or guessing what you were up to at this time.

I still wonder, what our life would be if you still were here, nothing has changed except few characters of our role play.