LOve that boundary....

I am scared to go.....beyond your LOVE boundaries...

I am safe inside your heart...

Warm...happy...calm...Peaceful & satisfied...

Keep me safe...

And I PROMISE I will never go...

until YOU SAY SO.....

Drop of salt water..

I Hate my tears...
                they are worthless...
They can't give me
                 what I want...
They can't take me
                back into time...
They cant help me
               to make everything all right......

BUT...
I love them when...
            they are the only way...
            to express my "feelings"...
            Happiness for something...
              OR
           LOVE for someone....  :)

           

Whenever....I am....

Whenever….

Whenever I am a bird

I am in a cage… L

Whenever I am a butterfly

I fall for the flame… L

Whenever I am a cloud

I start raining… L

Whenever I hate you

I fall in love with you once again… J J

MY Silly thoughts

MY silly thoughts…

Like a bird in the sky...

Flowing, floating, free to fly.

Like a light from the Giles...

Shinning, surrounding miles in whiles.

My silly thoughts…

What I want, what I don’t...

Forward, backward..shaking fonts.

An architect to my blank future

For my past, itself a theatre.

My silly thoughts…

Can shuffle, flip, bunk, repeat

Merge, treat, sweep or create

My silly thoughts…my thoughts…

Can’t imagine a world without… J

Marigold moment

A familiar sound of bird woke me up… I dared to come out of blanket (despite being a strong believer in ghost and supernatural powers), which I was sharing with my sisters…I peeped out of my old wooden window...following the iron rods of the window and long green leaves of the coconut tree (always standing firm leaning towards our window)…it’s was dawning but still, it’s not gonna be a bright day because black blacky clouds are taking over the blue-saffron sky.

I settled back into the blanket…trying to recall my dream I had last night…it begin to rain. Again reached to the window to have a look, Rain is something which always fascinates me. Especially the raindrop sound and if it is coupled with the freezy breezy air…I wonder nothing less than magical.

     It’s gone in a few minutes. I took a walk to my litchi tree…rain work was done as per its routine since last few weeks...now the green litchi leaves are more greener...the dusky soil is now muddy green…potholes are now waterful…playground of frogs… J

While walking around I saw a part of the ground is covered with a bunch of small newborn marigold flower bushes…they are in numbers…my mind took a flashback and recalled me the day when we “THE KIDO GANG” were playing in that area with marigold flower and consequently we dropped flower petals all over the ground…eventually, the rain nourished those petals to bring the life of new marigold flowers bushes…it was something so beautiful to watch…tiny beautiful well defined soft leaves of marigold bushes… and after a few weeks, the bushes showed off the real beauty…now the bushes were covered with maroon-saffron marigold flower…leaves were replaced with flowers…a little self-grown garden for us…a small gift of rain to us… it was something that I still stored in my heart with all his beauty of new born life…

 So, just see around lil closely and you could find moments for your mind & soul peace…thank god I didn’t miss it…atleast I got few of those…  J

THE first point

Easiet as well as the toughest topic to write about is.... LIFE...

I am also trying to give a "SHORT" definition to my life (story of only a few years in few paras of very few sweet n sour or salty moments).....some may find it boring.. :(

but I know I am not a writer...but let's see how much pages I could engage to practice my creativity... ;)