"A labyrinth of Unpolished Scribbles"

  You are my king and the best thing happened in my life; lucky to be your wife. Everything you do when I feel blue makes me feel better, nothing else matter. The way you console could heal my soul. When I'm down you put me the crown, just after a while brings back that smile. Since the time we know, together we grow the sense of unity till eternity, the love and care and the bond we share is so pure and will endure. It grows stronger; stays longer. So deep the affection a true connection. Looking at the wedding band Oh! It says 'my husband ', with the shaking feet my heart skips a beat reminds me of the day when we said, hey! the first time we met I will never forget. The verandah, where it all began, I swear, our life unfold a story untold. The moments I have known, all of them, our own. I have no words to say See! we have come a long way. From being 'just friends' to 'best friends' and to lovers the story uncov...

  The naughtiest ones, powerful than guns, they can just talk and cause havoc. Always ecstatic at times dramatic. They are the rule breakers, call themselves the trouble makers. Jokes apart; so dear to my heart. I was there from the beginning, couldn't be a part of the final inning making me feel sad, at the same time I'm glad for their new ride and with pride I could say, "my kids anyway". I know them so well, that I could tell their tricks and lies by looking into their eyes. For the love they shower, I'm thankful ever. Since day one the endless fun, at the foot of the hill in the evenings; dark, chill green and fair waiting to hear 'Are you free for a coffee'? That is all that matters when everything shatters. Gazing stars at night in the pale blue light having conversations so intense, that doesn't make any sense. Even the walls tell stories of their past glories. Teaching them was a task, it is too much to ask for them to learn that was my biggest...

By the clothes I wear, I'm judged here, A visible bra strap, is it a crap? High heels and short dress, is that a cause of distress? The length of skirt is it a reason to flirt? Why do blame teens for wearing tight jeans? The lusty gazes and unhappy faces for revealing clothes not covering head to toes. Despite the age, depth of cleavage is it provocative  or are you conservative? A mind full of dirt typecast a sleeveless shirt and call it, the sexy outfit with evil stares and unfriendly glares normalises violence keeping silence. "Inviting" they say, but if she say 'nay', it's a sign, not to cross your line. Objectifying women for the desires of men blaming victim's attire everytime after they commit a crime. The choice of dress is my right to express and in reality nothing to do with my morality; Why should I fear, in what I wear if it's evident that I'm confident. My fashion, of any sort is my comfort. Judge by the quality and the personality Not...

  In the valley of mist, they did exist best of friends where none pretends. So pure as snow that you will never know. I swear once they were a bunch of strangers through the changes, they came close against the tale of woes. And there began the story of the clan, pack of wolves they call the best of all. In the shifting phases, the thirteen faces, bonded well like unbreakable shell. Danced together, in the stormy weather and they sung as still young were the nights in the party lights. All the happy hours being the coworkers chilling out a lot in the favourite spot. Work was fun when they became one with all the games and funny names. Plenty of fights solved in rainy nights with long talks amidst ticking clocks, and the evening walk to the healing rock. Good days or bad days there was always time for a tea at half past three. All the gossips with the coffee sips and the breakfast stories were the best memories. Eating popcorns at the movies to cooking with the groupies. The love f...

  I can't describe the beauty of this place in just words but you have to experience it to know better. Conveniently situated in the heart of Vagamon, at walkable distance from the town. For those who want to take a break from the hectic work and enjoy some quality time with friends or family, this will be your perfect weekend destination. The cottage is set amidst pristine nature with green meadows as backdrop, you will find yourself lost in nature's beauty. Up in the hills, away from hassle, beyond the mist,  filled with fog amidst lush greenery; through the chill of winter, A lovely getaway; Oh! Such a beautiful place, I could stay here forever! The fresh and  serene surroundings,  the early morning rains, the cold breeze,  the aroma of hot coffee, Sunlight streaming through the coloured window panes, the breathing walls, smell of wet bricks the vintage impressions embracing the past, decorative antiques, bringing nature indoors, wide open spaces Creative des...

  The day I was born I heard people bemoan, Oh see the pudgy body! Looks like a teddy. They felt that, I was a bit fat. As the days went by;I saw their discontent. Poor little thing! how is she so thin? Their only aim is to blame none other, but my mother. They would clutch and feed me much. I didn't know, to say no! Then they used to ask, Why doesn't she walk? At half past one, I learnt to run. Then they complained and restrained me from walking around picked me up from the ground. They seemed to be tired, Why they act so weird?  Those folk wanted me to talk. Their concern was the other kid, who spoke already; they said 'She is a late talker', took me to a doctor. After a week, I started to speak. Then what does matter was I'm a non stop chatter! 'She is too loud and noisy when around'. 'So naughty and wild is your child'; My mom was so sad, all these made her mad. Then they look at me and say, Oh! Stop growing fast, just stay! Counting the number o...

  Sweet or bitter the worst or better, Am I not afraid of the choice I made? I'm still confused but I refused! Wished to stay, but I walked away with a worried mind leaving them behind. I can't move my feet, I feel incomplete. The dilemmas unsolved, the emptiness involved, stories left unsaid, emotions; unread, the lessons not taught, the answers not sought. The hardest farewells, in dead silence. Difficult to leave, on that Eve, so painful than I thought, and I cried a lot. Escalating inner turmoil, loops of distress did uncoil. Did I leave halfway through into the blue? A mental battle to defeat, was it left incomplete? All I know is, I will miss every bit of this!