Swades...

Almost every time she conspires something to make me stay with her.

I never want to break the eternal silence between us but she blows the wind...always
I never want to crave for her but then it would be an unfair with her beauty.

I still remember those days when I was wandering in the labyrinth of uncertainty,
I think she was the only witness of my every move, My every fiasco , My every accomplishment. I was the mere spectator of my destiny but she crafted it.

Have felt the scent of her , The warmth of her, The rage of her , The love of her…
Her way of making you feels special.

She has seen me with myself hiving debris of my precious dreams..

When I was chasing the thunder silently she was making the thunder violent in order to make me strong…and when I subdued them…She is the most proud in whole world.

She has seen a child, struggling with his conscious, reaching the stars..
She has seen an adolescent crying in her arm….


More precisely the BEST part is Its not I who love her…It is she who loves me..
And the worst part is I’ve never seen her growing old..older…

I some day I would love to die in her arm….

Always beautiful ..always charming …..always ….divine “Bhopal….”
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As All Say..Some Random Thoughts....

And all of a sudden the persons, whom you considered your strength, having strength of Alexander and Machiavellianism of Julius Ceaser.... will try to put you in an amphitheatre of life, Your HeRrT will want to get drowned in tears and blood of yourself and as usual your MiNd will try to strive with all the stone approaching nearer to you..ignorant of the fact,this will hurt yourself more than any other…

I mean at any point of time or other we can say this life is NOTHING but the
Controversies between hEaRt and mInD.

Always ….yes almost ALWAYS you want to shout, want to cry , want to get a hold on your life , want someone else to take charge of your life , want to get drowned in someone else’s arm , want to feel what a sheltered offspring feels ..BUT then a well cultured , well brought up , a sophisticated MiNd comes in, refuting in a second all the foundation work you have been doing through out your life , refuting your efforts , your dreams and will make you feel as if you are not capable enough to dream as well…

Frankly saying ..at this point of time
My Mind is saying I’ve said enough , I’ve discussed enough..I am happy enough to put all my thoughts in word and at the same time my mind in popping up and intimating me …..What a waste of thought ,time and money offcourse..