The Serious Ayer

COLD "Trembling lips covering up, those secret whispers so unknown. Frozen fingers all curled up, tightly  wrapping that careless touch. Rigid and pale her ebbing body, loosing the charm and strength, once others envied. Now dead idle in the rainy cold Cold so cold…." *************************************** As she began to write, she found another pair of eyes eagerly running through those nine  lines of her incomplete poetry. Brushing aside her hair covering her  view she turned to her left to the owner of those eager eyes, that is when it occurred to her that she was in a moving train, surrounded by a crowd. Without thinking any further she shut closed her diary. It has been nine months past her break up with Sameer and still she was lost, perhaps the one sole reason for this train journey was to flee from the city of lost love. Gazing at the watch silently uttering the tick tock sound, she tried hard to indulge in the tone, ...

I prayed you hear me today, when those plans you made to leave me this day! I prayed you hear me today when those plans you made to leave me halfway! 'The poet' you called me presented the diary one day. 'The poet' I am ,when I sing about you that to this day! Our good old times which made us young, you carefully chose to forget this day. But those good old times which made us one, are calling me back to follow you again one last time this day. It is you I love, whom I chose to love. And you are blessed in a way for a reason you will never know. But today, I am left to pray for you to change that plan to leave me halfway. For if not for those 'Good old times' Why do we dream? Why do we dream about 'us forever'? For if not for our 'Good old times' Why do we crave? Why do we crave, of our 'Happy Together'? Photography : MADAPAT RAHUL NANDAN

When you let someone fly, it is like giving them wings and the freedom to fly away, and if you are loved enough they will have the freedom to come back to you! May be because the path you travelled together can never let you both walk alone.

I am mature enough to understand and enjoy the blunders of life!

Dear Damini,                      I am just a girl like you, born to a world unknown for months, and our world before had cased us safe. But we never belonged there, we were never needed there, the day we were born the case whispered , " A...B....C...D" We never knew what the case meant then, we grew up..sang A..B..C..D. cheekily in our kindergarten days. But only today the letters spoke to me "AFTER BIRTH COMES DEATH!!" Yes I am just a girl like you, born with a dream to touch the sky, always counting on the beautiful days ahead, but you are now in a better place than me Damini, you are no longer in this f***ing world. You must now be in a place devoid of crime and violence, a world untouched by greed , a world filled with only love. You will always live and justice will be yours Damini, generations will remember you as the brave girl who awakened the people, those brutal monster...

Everyone wants to be in the boat which saves their life, but no one wants to be the boat which save lives! Because floating in the water and moving against the currents are only meant for the brave.