One of those days when the heart and the brain are in constant argument! Don’t do it, don’t do it – not worth it, advises the brain. The heart refuses to understand. I am just caught in the middle of this argument. I don’t know whose side to take – so I am quietly wondering about possibilities to harmonize them!
When you feel like giving up, stretch your arms a little more, run that extra mile and look beyond what the world is trying to show you. Something special is waiting for you.
I have so much faith in these words. There’s so much to do, so much to learn, so much to give.
I am exhausted today. But I can’t let that smile disappear.
Tomorrow is officially the first day of spring. But this morning, the weather was amazing..perfect for commuters like me. As I walked to school from the train station, I decided to pause for a bit, admire this beautiful view and then go to work. O what a lovely sight🙂 I love you pretty blue sky and shiny gorgeous river!
I wonder if love is in the happiness that we share when we are together or is it the “miss you” syndrome when we are apart. Is it the pain I experience when I leave you, or is it the hope of meeting you again?
Does loving someone mean giving him a lot of time and spending hours with him or can love grow even when you just think about him. Can love be felt in silence?
Is love all about the terrible fights you have when you are on the verge of saying “go away, I don’t need u” or is it all about saying “leave me alone for a while, I will come back to you”? Is love really about saying “I am yours, come what may!” or are there some restrictions? Is love a reality or is it an illusion?
Do you “think” when you are in love or do you just fall in love?
The flower blooms, the dew fades,
the little one yawns as nature awakes.
Morning light shines on her,
clear blue sky smiles through the window.
She remembers you.
Your dark brown eyes, your loving smile,
your caressing touch, your early morning surprise.
The walk in the rain, the rendezvous at the cafe,
She misses you.
She longs for the day to turn into night,
Hoping you’d appear in her dreams and make it a happy sight.
A touch of you can bring back her smile,
A word from you can lift her spirit high!
Please come back to hear the truth,
don’t you delay as time is running out.
She needs to speak – but only to you.
She wants to say how much she loves you,
because she only remembers you!
Visual Prompt 2 — Title Unknown, Diane Arbus
I saw you again that evening. This time our eyes met. I could not let go of the urge and attraction that I felt when we glanced at each other. Something about those few seconds was special.
My heart quietly wished that you approach me for a dance before the night ends. I finished dinner and the good-byes. I grazed past you and the scent of your cologne captivated me. I felt incomplete to leave – but I had to.
Basked in your fragrance, I stepped out of the banquet hall and walked down the staircase to reach the exit hallway. Engrossed in your thoughts, the purse string slipped through my fingers and fell on the floor. I stooped to pick it up and instead of my purse, a pair of shiny leather shoes awaited me.
I instantly looked up. Your bright blue eyes looked straight into mine. I felt you could see through my soul! Mesmerized by your charm, I was at a complete loss of words – I could not even utter a courteous ‘thank you’. As I hastily took the purse from your hand, you continued to follow every move of mine. I wanted to run away – I turned back cursing myself for not being able to say anything to you.
Your strong arms wrapped around me from behind. I felt this touch was all I ever waited for. You drew me close and held me tight. Your warm breath kissed my neck. My heart raced and I was almost short of breath! I could not stop smiling. My imagination made me feel embarrassed, I blushed. I could not even look at you. The smell of your cologne lingered in the air and made me feel complete.
This was another attempt to write a story based on a picture prompt. Hope you enjoyed! Beautiful image prompts can be found on Indigo Spiders blog.. which you can read here. Thank you for stopping by!
For most couples, the dating years are extremely romantic. Everything appears rosy, lovely, filled with expensive gifts and they decide to get married. First year of marriage – life is all about first this, first that, first blah, first bleu and o yes, those Facebook pages are brimming with pictures displaying super-duper love! But dating someone and marrying that person is not the same thing. BAM, it hits you! Facebook pictures diminish, the hugely expensive gifts reduce and guess what, you suddenly don’t seem to have much in common anymore!
I’m certain that you all know someone or the other who has done this! Right now, I have a bunch of friends who are in this boat – some are in the ‘exceptionally colorful’ dating stage while for some, unfortunately, the bubble has just burst. But really there’s so much more to life. It drives me up the wall when I see my friends acting like fanatics while planning their extravagant weddings. It is unbelievable how ‘label conscious’ people can get and how much families can spend just to show off! And after all this preposterous business, the couple feels unhappy within a few years!
I’m not against those weddings..but in most cases, I haven’t seen these relations go very far. Not sure how many of you will agree with me on that, but that has been my experience so far. I met my husband in grad school when I was 23. Dating years were filled with fun, excitement, craze, lots of love and understanding for each other. We never did anything ‘extra’..you know what I mean? We didn’t pretend the sky looked extra beautiful just because we were holding hands, he didn’t propose to me with a diamond necklace, I never booked a lavish restaurant on valentine’s day (I think we could have pulled some strings to afford all this..but hey, never felt like – and I guess that is what brought us close). Instead, we chose to dine in restaurants that were not too crowded but had some peaceful music playing in the background or we just drove to the beach and sat there in the evenings..we never felt the need to go out in public and yell our love for each other. We felt happy just being together and by God’s grace, we are still the same after 3 years of marriage. But in these few years, I have realized the need to nurture my relation. Why? Because we are very busy on a day-to-day basis and do not have a lot of time for each other. So it is important to express our love and concern, otherwise I fear that human nature will force us to take each other for granted. Expressing your love, talking about your fears, your desires, strengthens the bond. So, open up!
Take a break once in a while to think about the relations you value –what is it that you want from him and in what way does he matter to you? It is not only about your husband or wife but applies to friends, sisters, brothers and to parents. Expensive gifts can give you temporary happiness and excitement but cannot guarantee life-long love and peace.
Do you remember the experience of standing on the sea-shore and being pulled into the ocean by the sand and receding water? That’s the kind of feeling that overpowers if you don’t nurture a relation. Our society, busy schedules and ever-changing way of life is that unknown force that pulls us away from each other..but you have to remain strong, understand the worth of a relation and take control before it’s too late!
Sharing one of my favorite poems composed by Nobel laureate Rabindranath Tagore. This used to be our school prayer in India. So, I feel a rather special connection to this poem. As I grow older, the meaning of this poem becomes more clear to me and I’ve begun to appreciate the profoundness of his thoughts.
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Rabindranath wrote this inspiring poem in the year 1912/1913..don’t we all still dream of a world like this?
Visual Prompt 2 — Autumn by Sican
It feels as though time re-winded itself and I am a child again. I am so happy that I will be able to ‘see’ in a few days. After a decade long wait, the doctors have received a suitable donor for me and decided to perform the eye transplant. I am expecting to be home in a few days.
Very soon, I will be able to connect the familiar smells and voices to their respective faces; they will no longer remain imaginary souls. The joy and excitement of stepping into my home and discerning the beautiful faces of my adopted children,hugging my adorable dogs, admiring the colors in my garden, driving along the less traveled roads..fills me with boundless happiness.
You made me extremely happy last week by saying that you were coming to visit me. You sounded so excited to take me for a walk in the park and show me the beautiful colors of the season.. I am already imagining how heavenly it must be looking! And did you also say that you wanted to surprise me?
For the last so many years..I waited for the perfect moment to tell you. Yet I never could..but today when I see you, I will. I promise. I am so elated with the hope of a new beginning. I want to start afresh. But this time, only with you. I felt the warmth of your breath on my forehead. Did you read my mind? How did you know I was thinking about you? But I can’t hear your voice. Why aren’t you talking? Uh..and why did you blindfold me? I want to see you and drown in your eyes. Why are you not replying?
I felt the sun peep through the foliage on my shoulders. Fearlessly, I held your hand. More than anything else, I was happy to know you were by my side. As we walked in the park, a gentle breeze blew some of the maple leaves on my shoulders and as I turned to the side to clear them away, I saw that each leaf had our names written on them! Bewildered, I turned around and asked “Is this the surprise you planned?”
You were no longer there..
I couldn’t find you anywhere. You left me amidst the vibrant fall foliage with unsaid words in my mind and beautiful leaves with our names imprinted on them! Slowly, a strange peace engulfed me..I felt like I was sinking. Were you there at all? Or did we never meet? But I did feel you, right?
Two days later, he received a postal mail from the eye surgeon which said……
This was my first attempt to write a story based on a picture prompt. Hope you enjoyed! Beautiful image prompts can be found on Indigo Spiders blog.. which you can read here. Thank you for stopping by!
Tears of failure..or am I scared
Of the endless wait..
Will I ever achieve it?
Am I dreaming or is this reality?
I wake up with a new hope
I pray for love, joy and happiness…
I hope for a surprise..
I yearn to feel proud..
I beg a miracle!
O! this endless wait..