Concealing Herself

My first write-up for my college's Literary Society.

Masking herself in the shadows,

she doesn't want to be seen.

Streets and buildings all around,

stuck is she in between.

Everyday she lives with lies,

hiding those tears in her eyes.

She burns in the lingering truth,

with no one by her side to sooth.

A strict regime she has to follow,

so all inside her is not revealed.

She rushes around, head covered, eyes down,

but most of all concealed.

The world around her sniggered,

when it heard her heart's plea.

Only if she could tell them,

She is not what they see.

Inhuman? No One!

A girl,
mere eight years old,
neither strong. nor bold,
works for you,
like an item sold,
eats your stale food,
that too in a broken mould,
plays with your,
child's rejected doll,
But,
 still you hate her all.
And yes! You're a HUMAN BEING!


A boy,
aged sixteen,
paper seeming thin,
shattered clothes,
and face unclean,
On a roadside stand,
he serves you hot tea,
a few extra pennies is his only plea,
But,
 merciless looks is all that you give.
And yes! You're a HUMAN BEING!


A couple,
as old as sixty,
gave you happiness infinite,
filled your stomach,
even if they had to eat slight,
they nurtured you all their life,
But,
 as soon as they got you a wife,
You showed them way to their new OLD AGE HOME,
And yes! You're a HUMAN BEING!


A sparrow,
dumb and beautiful,
with feathers that are colorful,
quietly listens too all your sorrows,
and your dreams of tomorrows,
But,
you keep her captured,
giving her a cage for life.
And yes! You're a HUMAN BEING!


And now,
I ask you,
Inhuman?
Who's that?
No one?

A dream born.....A dream shattered....

He stood right there in front of me.

I tried to look at him with my eyes wide open. But couldn’t. He held my hand and took me towards the car and asked me to sit inside. I watched him coming back to the driving seat, closing my door behind. For moments we could speak nothing, only our silence worked.

I knew he was nervous too, for this was like a dream come true..

He..in front of me...

I.. beside him...

I didn’t care where he was taking me..Because all that mattered was US...

We talked here and there...

And then..he suddenly stopped..

We had reached our destination...I saw, snow capped mountains..water blue sky...a dried river...and HIM...

I looked straight into his eyes now, knowing that he was looking too. He opened his arms for me...and there I was...hugging tight my whole world...

For the first time in my life, I wanted those moments to stop...It was magical..

He kissed my forehead and took me to nowhere...I thought I walked with him...

And all of a sudden I was awake..realising that he had gone...leaving me behind..the dried river was no more dry..my crystal clear eyes flowed in it...and I still stand there....waiting for him to wipe my tears and return me my world....

Dreams on Fire.....

The love letters scented in musk we wrote
the dried petals of the roses you left every morning
the love poems and lyrics we composed
the gifts,our photos,those greetings
the wonderful times we spent together, those abstract memories
the pages of my diary I filled about you every night......


You walked out of my life
without for once glancing back
But left these lingering traces
haunting and claiming my sanity


When I came to know
there is no more 'us'
But just you and me
gone in bifurcating ways
I decided to put an end to your memories
and sacrifice these reminders in the flames of fire




Years it took for me to nurture my dreams of love
but just a blink of an eye
for the incinerating fire to melt them into liquid dreams
Devoured the flames callously
Wiped them out from the chronicles of time
Undid the moments, erased out the memories

Scorched and scalded bits of paper
were all that was left of your love letters
Scarred and charred useless trash became all other gifts
For one last time before I could touch and feel the ashesthe cruel breeze blew off the ignited flakes of ash,disseminated them here-and-there

With a sigh and a phew
When it is all done
I look into the mirror...But it is not me who I seeAlas I never can forget you!

Incapable the fire was to burn the bonds which bound me to you
left those memories and scenes unblemished, untouched

I still see you...
your kiss...
your touch...
your love...
which warms my pulsating heart
gushing blood through veins
vitalizing every inch of my body

The record of every minute I spent with you,
is imprinted intricately in my memory
The past moments span in front of my eyes
playing in detail as if everything is happening right now


Still....
my heart contains love for you, swelling bountifully
my eyes refuse to vaporise your image locked in forever
my ears shamelessly long to hear you whisper my name


The brunt of your love which poisoned my body and soul
by burning the material traces will not be that easily obliterated


If your love is inseparable and a part-and parcel of my existence....
If I am your most striking remaining trace...
If you still exist in every drop of my sanguine blood....
If the passion of love burning in me can never be dampened....
If our souls are one intertwined for eternity that refuse to be apart...



Then how can I not set myself ablaze to truly forget you?



How can I not end my existence to put an end to your memories?



How can I not set myself ablaze to truly forget you??

Let me go...

*PURELY FICTIONAL*

Why did you let me go?

Wasn't I a big fool? To not see how much you loved me? Your eyes were a testimony to the brightly flickering love your heart contained for me. I ridiculed your love. I guess I took your love for granted. Like the ever punctual sun which rises at daybreak without fail. I overlooked the fact that clouds can clog the sun rays to streak through and give rise to perpetual darkness. Worse still, polar sky doesn't see advent of dawn as sun sinks below the horizon during winter solstice.You were my eyes, providing rose hued perspective to perceive the beauty of the world. And there I was, blind to even something right in front of me and pristinely visible, as the unconditional love you showered on me.

You didn't for once hesitate to entrust your heart---the vitality of existence, to me. But there I was, pinching the very same heart which loved me.

I was on a mission to lament on your every move, trying to pick out errors and reproaching at your otherwise too perfect character. I made it a point to torment you, and make your life a virtual inferno. You tolerated stoically saying not one word against me. You overlooked all my mistakes and held nothing against me. There was not a wee bit decrement in your irrefragable love for me.

I openly showed my growing disinterest towards you. I deliberately dissented with you,argued at every possible word you said and quarrelled over trivial matters. Anything to show that you were unwelcome now and that I needed you no longer. All those times, you stood mum and submissive, supporting my ridiculous point of view though you knew I was being illogical.

I did see you when you were alone and all by yourself, you would cry heartfully wondering at what might have possibly gone wrong with our relationship. Wasn't it just yesterday that I promised my love will be eternal, and will stand the test of time? And today I forget my own promise I made to you.I saw your eyes replete with tears unable to see my love diminish for you. You would blame yourself,ascribing my change in behaviour as your own fault rather than sensibly reasoning to my own sadism. Watching you shed tears, I would smirk that my whole plan to get rid of you was working.


You were there for me, when I went on risking my life seeking precarious adventures and chasing after false vanity.

When I ventured into the sea of storm, you were my harbour keeping me safe after ship-wreck.When I was gasping for air, drowning in the dark waters, you were my breath and respite.

Eventually you saw that I was no longer happy with you. It disheartened you to finally come to terms that you were not the one for me. You realised that the relationship has gone far beyond the threshold that anyone could mend. You stepped back, retreated far away from my sight and from your heart-of-hearts wished that I find true love and everlasting happiness elsewhere

But now i ask you ....why did you let me go?

Now, I want to come to you, plead you to forgive me and accept me back. But then it dawns upon me, that it's too late. Our relationship has really gone beyond the threshold that anyone can mend.

It was a foolish thing to have you let me go. To be the reason of my own downfall. I conspired to free myself from the shackles of your protective arms. I thought it was your heart that I crushed. But it was my own heart that I stabbed and now it is bleeding profusely.

By my words, I walk

An usual question I was asked,

that left me wondering in my past,

I scanned my mind that felt hollow,

To know the footsteps that I follow.

 

 

Whom do I follow?

Mahatma Gandhi?

With the world who fought,

For us, our independence he caught.

No,

For I don't keep that BIG power.

I almost die fighting the difficulties that life shower.

 

 

Then?

Mother Teresa?

The heart that was

the purest and the kindest.

No,

I turn selfish many many times.

 

 

It must be some of my teacher then?

Who guided me all through my school years.

No,

I could never be as respectable as her.

 

 

Is it my parents?

who sacrificed all their dreams,

for my happiness.

No,

I don't have a heart THAT big.

 

 

I stood by my window

And saw the sands of time...

And now finally knew!

Those footprints were mine...

The one I had created...

 

 

I realised...

I was too weak to follow someone..

And too strong to walk upon my own..

The footsteps that faded...

PART 1

“He is my hero.” I said to myself often.  All I saw was he..he...and...he...

I met him exactly when I needed him the most. His dark black eyes were the most beautiful pair I had ever seen.

He took me into his world.

With closed eyes I went...walking on his own feet...

I didn’t know where he was taking me..probably I didn’t want to know...for his world was fascinating...

WE walked for long....yes, now he and me were WE...I, on his feet...He, into my eyes...

On the way, he taught me..all that he knew...to make me happy...

He told me...what life was...

I listened..

I understood..

I thought..

And..

I loved..

Him...

I walked...

With him...

I did not follow him...How could I do that? He walked right beside me...always...

I was happy...

PART-2

“Goodbye, my love”

“No, you can’t do this to me”

“Take care!”

And the footsteps in the sands of time....faded....