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As I gazed out of the moving bus

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I boarded the bus

ran to the window seat

the one that is my favorite

sitting adjoining the window

overlooking the moving images

trying to capture a few striking ones

I ran down my memory lane

to link up some images from the past

none could be found that reminded me of my past

the time I was like a runaway soul

the time I had the peacefulness hovering on me

the time where nothing was important than friends and fun

memories came floating by

bringing up emotional turmoil in me

I wished I could turn back the time

and giggle around like my olden days

I suddenly felt like I had lost many things

amidst the chaos of my life

the fun, the romance, the chit-chats everything

may be it was not the place or people that changed

it was me- just me

I had lost the smile, that was enveloped with the mysteries of life

the fondest memories flashed through my eyes

all it could bring in was tears in my soul

for once again I wished to relive the moment

like the old weird college girl.

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His wait for true love …

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All he wanted was her

in his dreams, in his life, and in his arms

she did not betray him

she did not walk away from him

she was his dream, the dream he always wanted to live for

Yet, the pain was more than he could bare

little did he realize that life was playing a game with him

losing her even when they could unite was irritating him to the core

he still has her, yet she was far beyond his reach

it was like, he knew she was just his, yet she cannot be

the agony was more than betrayal

the helplessness killed him inside every moment

the moment he sees her, he held her closer to him, as if he has never lost her

the time they shared were the most memorable ones

the life he wished to live with her remained a dream

even in pain, he loved her the most

their love was unique, he knew that

all he could do was- love her

which he did to the core of his heart

their mere existence was to love each other

he knew he cannot be with her, yet he knew she cannot be anyone else’s .

their love was magical, yet a utopian tale for others

he felt being the luckiest man when she comforted him with much pleasure and joy

he felt she was the one made for him

he wanted to share his life with her

he wanted to fall into sleep on her lap

he wanted to look in her eyes and dream a life together

he wanted her shoulder to cry on

he wanted her hands to caress his soul

he wanted her to be his wife and walk along with him in every hurdle

Yet, the game, the universe played with them was unfair

still, he felt, that his deep wait was answered with her arrival in his life

he knew they detoured from their  souls once,  yet they were never lost 

as they united 

He thanked for every moment he was with her and loved her to the core

his heart could bear …

The wait for the life to bloom

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Amidst nature, on the lonely bench, among the crowd, she sat

gazing at the amazing nature, wondering how God created everything so beautiful around her

She sat recollecting her fond memories, her memories that created a new her

a new life

a new perspective

a new vision

as she closed her eyes, enjoying her most lovable moments

she recollected the warmth of his arms and the love in his eyes

In the most memorable moments in their life

he asked her ” I want to have a life with you, I want a life out of you that is created with all our love”

All she could do was smile and say “yes” to him

And as she opened her eyes, there he was caressing her womb, the life that was growing inside her

the love creation, the love that bonded them forever

she sat near him, resting her head on his shoulders, and he caressed her hair and arms

giving her the comfort and strength she needed

the joy of becoming parents from life partners was an amazing joy.

Every moment, their love doubled, the way he looked at her changed

There was love in his eyes and respect

She could fall in love with him again and again

The joy of welcoming their pulse of life was at its highest

The wait for the moment to being parents was the amazing moments of life.

Her womb protected the life and his hands gave the warmth needed.

Together they waited for the flower of life to bloom.

A rainy start

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She woke up to the sound of a gush of water, she thought she was near some stream, but yes, of course, she was in her senses and she knew she was at her home. It was almost early morning and she could feel the breeze through her window which was left open. The wind was actually playing with her window, the cold winds giving her chills, she just held her blankets close to herself and the blanket was giving warmth to her body wherever it rubbed. Still, she could feel the soft touch of the wet breeze caressing her feet, her ears, and her nose.

She focussed more on the outside. Thunder and lightning and in the darkness of the night when the lightning strike, she saw the downpour of the rain. Rain -something she loved the most. Rain filled her heart with loving memories. Memories which she never lived again, but cherished forever in her heart. She sat inside her cozy room snuggled in the blankets watching her world outside through the window. The black bars on the window kept her away from the rain, yet her memories could flow well as it was not caged.

She remembered the moments she had a ride on the bike with her love completely drenched in the rain. The drenched body, her lips, and hands and the romantic ride in the heart of the city. The walk under the shady trees, holding an umbrella with his hands holding her close to him. She felt like reliving the moment again.She felt the goosebumps.

She comforted herself in the warmth of her pillow and the blankets, watching the rain as the rays of the sun started to lit up the world. She got up and as she put her legs down, the chilled floor gave a chilling effect on her feet and she felt a cold current pass into her. She stood and walked out of her room and then opened the door. The beauty of the drenched green leaves, the wet sand, the smell of the wet sand and the fresh morning was marvelous.

It was still raining, she sat there watching the drops of water falling from the sky as it finally ended. Still, the roofs had little droplets dripping down from the top, making a hole in the sand in a raw.

She sat and watched for a while lost in her dreams and memories.

The elegance of living like a ‘Girl’

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All that can be heard was the giggles of excitement everywhere in the house. The thought of excitement has almost given a rush to the hormones. The happiness is seen on her face and her cheeks blushed.

A happy moment, another milestone another memory being created.

It is always important for her to cherish everything she has in her life. Every small memory, be it anything, she just adds it to the building blocks of her castle of dreams. All her dreams, accomplishments, the satisfactions, the quiet moments, the embarrassments everything makes up what she is now.

It never mattered her, that she goes beyond her limits to help someone she loves the most. She cherishes everyone in her heart and even hides the pain. She can build a smile even when she doesn’t want to.

At times many obstacles come around, breaking her path away from being happy, still, she continues her struggle. The people around her objects her happiness, her craze, her vision, her power to express what she likes… these suppressions never made her fall.. all she did was carry herself up to the level every time.

She is judged, criticized, loved and cherished too –but these were the moments she enjoyed being ‘her’. She gradually learned that being’her’ never led her away from life, but always brought in what she wants in her life.

People leave, use, abandon, cherish and forget still She is always bright and shine. The way she smiled, brings thousands of blooming flowers alive. The most important part is she still lives ..forever and ever in the same glow.

This is what a ‘girl’ can be. She always wished to be born as a boy to enjoy the freedom of life, but when she realized what the power a ‘Girl’ has she abandoned the thought of it. A girls power to make someone happy, satisfied, feel the love and go beyond limits to be whatever others want. Only a girl can sacrifice her favorite to make others happy and be content in it.

A girls power to make someone happy, satisfied, feel the love and go beyond limits was something more powerful than any other can do. She realized the power of being a daughter, a sister, a wife, a lover, a mother and even a grandmom.

Tha charisma for being a girl is in the elegance of living a life.