All Eyes On U......

Memories ran past my mind, as she said
"today i got drenched in rain, people were looking as if something strange was happening i was the only one on the road when it was pouring"

" all eyes on you" i asked

she laughs...


Though i never saw her drenched in rain, the beauty and the loveliness of the monsoon along with her's captivated me through the 70mm camera of my mind.

I could see the thick black clouds about to burst and then feel the whirling drops of water fall on me. It took me to my long lost childhood, the frogs croaking every where, having a hot tea with my grandpa sitting on his lap in the veranda of my sweet home and making paper boats.



I wished if could walk along with her, hand in hand, head to head, entwined into each other all wet.....but painfully she left me all alone in the lighting and rain.

She is the most beautiful person on Earth!!!

She was the happiest when you were born, you would cry in latin and she would respond in greek. Never learning anything, even then she never got tired of it. All you could do was make a mess with your pampers and yell, then she would come running holding you in her arms as if you had won the contest of charms.



Then you would start the lukachupi game when your able to walk and she would come around with a stick and you make her run behind you.

When you're four she would dress you like a prince, only to make her rinse for an hour in the evening. Years would pass by and you leave for your career leaving her all alone, lost in your own world. Then finding someone new you will forget her, but she still keeps waiting for you return. Finally it would be too late when you realize she is your mother and you are her son.

So give her all you can ......NOW!!!

Blogging....

Every night, before I go to that deep slumber a million thoughts run through my mind, not about what to gossip with my gf the next morning in the college …if I genuinely had one , but about the next topic for my article in the blog (not really). But sad to say I forget the whole essay I made up the next morning, I can hardly remember anything. Thoughts come only in the silence of the night, hardly achievable in the 21st century, so it’s really a difficult task updating my blog. Well, you guys would ask me to note it down when it (thoughts) comes; it isn’t really possible when you are in bed. But I will surely keep updating with more interesting topics….if somebody is really there to read it.

"The temple of our purest thoughts is silence."


As always, your comments are always welcome।