Friday, 27 August, 2010

Fingers Crossed

It's been a long time since I've posted on my Blog. And if you're thinking that I'm back, sorry but I'm not yet. Today I'm not here to post any poem or story or haiku or something like that. Since many days, I'm not feeling like living the way I should. I need to pour it out to somebody but I think everyone is busy in his/her own life so I shouldn't disturb them. The only place I can be 'truly myself' is this little space of mine - My Blog. So, whether you're interesting in my life or not, here I'm speaking my heart out. Please bear with me.

Well, first I'd disclose today that why I'm not able to Blog these days - I'm tensed. Yes, I really am. In the first week of September there is something in line which can change my life and I want it to happen, otherwise I don't think I can go like this. The day is - 6th of September 2010 - just one day before I'll turn 25 i.e., 7th of September 2010. Now it is all up to my destiny whether it would be 'the best' or 'the worst' birthday of my life so far. Lets see what my birthday brings for me this time.

Sorry I can't tell what exactly is going to happen in some days. But whatever it is, it means a lot for me and my family (if you're thinking about my marriage then you would most certainly be disappointed). I think I should keep it under veil until the event actually happens. So, please wait for some more days.

I'm also not able to visit my fellow Bloggers' Blogs. I beg your pardon for this. I'm hoping to share some good news with you all (if it goes well). I'm keeping my fingers crossed though I always wonder how a crossed pair of fingers can bring you good luck. If anyone knows the secret or logic for that matter, please share with me.

Till then, keep Blogging.

Signing off for some more days.

Missing writing.

Friday, 13 August, 2010



"You're joking, ain't you?", she asked in serious tone.

"No, I'm certainly not", I was firm.

"I never knew my love had no leverage", she walked away with wet eyes.

Looking at my diagnostic reports, I thought it was the only remedy not to accept her love proposal. Perhaps, some lives just end without love.


P.S. - Another 55 Fiction finished coincidently in exactly 55 words. I'm falling in love with 55 Fictions now.

P.P.S. - Though I informed in one of my earlier posts that I'll be absent from blogging for some days but somewhere inside I can't resist myself from writing. I may not be regular but I'll certainly not mark the absent from my space. And next some days are going to be very crucial for me. I need your love and support. Please wish me luck.

Sunday, 8 August, 2010


"This field isn't for you"
Suggestions come from everywhere
Stealthily I pen down


Saturday, 7 August, 2010


This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 13; the thirteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.


"I want to be a writer, not a doctor. I love the words and can't marry a stethoscope", his son put his intention.

"My decision is final. Better not discuss it again", he was rigid and rude.

When he came back from his thoughts, he realized he was still holding his son's final Goodbye note.


The fellow Blog-a-Tonics who took part in this Blog-a-Ton and links to their respective posts can be checked here. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

P.S. - Many a times it happens that the child has to follow not his dream but his parents'. Just want to convey a message through 55 Fiction. Again finished in exactly 55 words.

Wednesday, 4 August, 2010

The Waves

"Why I'm here? Am I a failure? Does anyone really need me?"

I was mentally surrounded by these questions and physically surrounded by sea, sun and sand. Sitting alone at this place away from home was not an occasion to admire the beauty of nature. I was completely lost in my thoughts or rather in my negative thoughts. Nothing in this world was seeming interesting.

"OK, I'm a failure, but it happens with most of the people. I can make a come back." My heart was consoling my mind this way. But it wasn't my heart's day. Mind was overpowering it. Past was already ruined, present was screwed up and future was looking unpredictable as usual.

There was an earthworm trying hard to make it to the soil but each time it's efforts were nullified by the strong waves.

"You are good for nothing." Again a voice from mind broke me down. "You don't deserve this life." I was constantly forced to take the extreme steps.

"Don't worry, you'll win over this situation. It is only a phase and will be over soon." I was again consoled by my heart.

The earthworm again came to the wet soil but the waves were still stronger than it's grip. It was pulled back again.

No hope was coming my way, not even a feeble one. I was trying hard not to cry but I had to drink the salty water that day.

Then suddenly I don't know how it happened but I was feeling more confident, more positive, more enthusiastic. May be because my mind was losing it's confidence against heart or may be because my heart wasn't that weak as it thought it was. Or perhaps the earthworm has won the battle against the waves and was crawling on the wet soil with it's head held high. Suddenly a story of a king and a spider was recalled in my mind. How the king got inspired from a little spider which was trying to climb to the web but failed six times. Then on the seventh attempt, it got there where it was supposed to be.

The waves seemed positive, inner and outer. Then I got up and walked through the wet sand. I had got my inspiration. It was quite obvious that I was leaving my footprints behind. But I didn't look back and kept walking. May be because from now on, I was prepared only to see the future and forget the past. May be, just may be.

Prompted at: Three Word Wednesday and

P.S. - My schedule is keeping me busy now a days. No wonder if I remain absent from blogging for a month or so. I'll try my best to post at least once a week and also read my fellow bloggers. And if I don't, please do understand and keep showing your love. Thank you bloggies.

Sunday, 1 August, 2010


Moments drag breaths
Metamorphosis awaited
Before it does last

P.S. - This time I didn't care about the syllables. It is not a crime in the poetic world I guess.


Thank You Friends

It is quite obvious that everyone in this world comes alone and starts the journey of life with no companion by his side. Then after some time he realizes that he has got many people who are concerned about him. They are called family. But then again he needs people who are of his age and can accompany him in the journey of life, in the times of joys and sorrows. And those special people are called FRIENDS.

We need friends at every stage of life. From infants to old age, all need friends. We surely do. We may fight with them but we want them to share our lunch box. We may be possessive but we need them to show our toys and play with them. We may be angry but we want them to come and tease us even more.

As a kid, we play with them all day. In school, we share our pencils and notebooks. In college, we share everything from our hostel room to towels to our love stories. In office, we may not share the same chair, but we surely share the best hours of the day. When we become old, we need them to go to morning walk with us, then sit on a bench under a tree and talk about our youth while taking first cup of tea of the day.

I mean, no doubt, there are many people who are connected to us by our blood cells but friends are those rare and special people with whom we don't share our DNA but share the most beautiful and memorable moments of our life. They are the ones with whom we can truly be ourselves. We may not share some things in our family but our friends know us more than even we do.

Today, on Friendship Day, I want to grab this opportunity to thank all my friends who are part of my life and make it more memorable and worth living. I want to 'THANK YOU' all for sharing precious moments of your life with me. Without you, I'm nothing more than a lost particle of dust. Real or virtual, doesn't make a difference. Friends are friends by whatever means they are connected.


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