“The only way to get over a death is by seeing it as a life completed, instead of a life interrupted.”
From the shimmering stars in the vast sky, To the hazy people just passing by, Somewhere between the chaos, You gaze in the far distance, Utter my name in the softest cry, So darling, Here am I.
From the maddening screeches of the crow, To the soothing waves of the boat you row, Somewhere between these sounds, You miss someone you once knew, And sigh, So darling, Here am I.
From the ecstatic laughs of childhood in the street, To the table of two with one empty seat, Somewhere between these memories, You look up to the sky, Asking Him why, So darling, Here am I.
From the hairdresser’s uneven hair locks, To the cheeky kid’s mismatched socks, Somewhere between these imperfections, You show your toothy smile, Proud that she’s taught the world to be a little less shy, And though she’s gone now, You hear her in every mark she left, For the world isn’t black or white, You don’t live or die, So darling, Here am I.
For even seeing your ever so alluring face, Would cause my petite hands to quiver, And pale legs to shake.
And this is the 597th night I gift to you, Trying to make up, For all the sleep you lost because of me, And all the love in your dark brown eyes, That I could not, oh for the death of me, see,
And this is the 597th night I gift to you, Trying to make up, For those 4 birthdays I wished you giftless, And the aching pain in your heart, You chose not to express,
And this is the 597th night I gift to you, Trying to make up, For all those times I didn’t notice, how that deeply soothing voice of yours, Almost as rough as that ten year old couch in your house, But as homely as it made it your room feel, Called out for me, When I was too immersed in creating expectations, not a single soul, Could ever meet,
And this is the 597th night I gift to you, With a blue bow like an icing on the cake, And for the comforting closure we never had, For even seeing your ever so alluring face, Would cause my petite hands to quiver, And pale legs to shake,
And this is the 597th night I gift to you, Trying to make up, For all those times I never looked you in the eye, Didn’t appreciate the things you said, Or the teddy bear in my sack, The taste of oreo silk in my mouth, And your swift arms wrapped around my back,
And this is the 597th night I gift to you, Trying to make up, For every night we could have spent staring at the distant, Yet, Ethereal stars, Hoping that one day your head will rest on my shoulder again, I’ll trace your hair, And this gifted night would finally become, Ours.
They say Mahabharat and Bharat aren’t the same, Yet husbands still seemingly own their wives, Yudhistra gambled Draupadi away, Marital rape is still legal, For law doesn’t care about a wife’s say.
They say Mahabharat and Bharat aren’t the same, Yet women are still touched, Like their bodies are pieces of fabric, Just like when Dushasan touched Draupadi, Sanji Ram touched Asifa, And Mukesh touched Jyoti.
They say Mahabharat and Bharat aren’t the same, Mariyam screams ‘Talaaq, Talaaq, Talaaq’ Farooq laughs, Another woman moves in the next day.
It’s 2019, And Draupadi is still considered a victim, Not an empress, For even now, Being an assault survivor is considered a shame, So tell me how Mahabharat and Bharat aren’t the same.
or maybe, we will finally learn, to appreciate this beguiling world, once, and for all.
Colours are a delicacy, one only some are lucky enough to see. Sometimes I think, were the world colourless, where would we be? Would we smile as often Would we feel as free for our minds would be black and white, and so would our dreams.
For sometimes, colours can represent us more than words, themselves. Look at me right now, not knowing what to write, but mind full of shades,
Each soul has a colour Each feeling has a shade Who knows, a world so colourless, and bleak might leave our fragile bodies, soulless, and our overbearing hearts, weak.
Our vibrant thoughts of bliss, will be sucked out like a dementor’s kiss. Will we become numb? Will we lose it all? or maybe, we will finally learn, to appreciate this beguiling world, once, and for all.
“For maybe, the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never reach, and maybe the moon is in love with the sun, and each night it longs for a love it will never touch.”
Before this vast world started swarming with the undying human race, it was just a dim forest. A forest as dark as death’s eye, and as gloomy as a graveyard on a wet Sunday. Until Solis came. Solis was a gift from the gods, a gift to the creatures who resided in the mystical forest. He sang harmonious songs, which were so bright and melodious, that they ignited the correct path for those who lost their way in that enchanting yet, forgotten forest. But alas, no matter how much one tried, no one was ever able to even catch a glimpse of the rumoured to be divine looking Solis. Until Luna lost her way. Luna had been on her way to the huge Venus tree. She went there once a year, just to pluck those alluring white flowers. The white flowers complimented her complexion which was as white as they were. Luna had been strolling around, without thinking about which way she was going. She was too busy day dreaming about the gorgeous flowers she was going to have in her palms in a few hours. Then the speculated happened, and Luna didn’t know where she was. She had heard a lot about Solis, and often heard his faint singing when someone near her lost their way. But this was the first time she had lost her way, although it wasn’t something she wished for, she was keen on hearing Solis’ oh so soothing voice, so she called for him, “Solis, I have lost my way, could you please lead me to the Venus tree?” Luna waited for a few minutes, and then she heard a gentle voice, which gradually grew into the most remarkable voices she had ever heard. It took Solis just a few minutes to highlight the correct path she had to go in with a bright sparkling golden light. Luna, slightly disappointed that his song ended, thanked Solis. But before leaving, she didn’t hesitate to ask him why he never showed himself. To which he replied with the most adorable chuckle Luna had ever heard and said “It’s what the gods have commanded me to do.” Luna was puzzled and longed to know more, hence she asked him what would happen if he showed himself. She waited for a reply, but none came. Maybe he had gone with the wind, possibly to help another lost soul. Instead of collecting those white flowers, Luna now had another desire. She was bound to catch a sight of Solis. She set on a long journey to look for him. When she heard even the slightest sound of his voice, she would go running into its direction, only to be greeted with nothingness. One day she heard him singing, and this time it felt as if he was extremely close to her. She grabbed her things and went running into the direction of the voice. This time, she wasn’t greeted with nothingness, but instead a hairy man, with sharp features. She silently approached him and asked him in a faint voice – “Are you Solis?” The man chuckled, sounding nothing like Solis. “Of course not, I’m just another lost man who he has succeeded to guide in the right direction. If I’m not wrong, you must be another soul trying to look for him, but bound to fail to do so?” Luna scoffed, and said “I am not just another person trying to look for him, I am determined to find him and I will not fail in doing so.” The man was fascinated by her perseverant personality, and said “If this is so, I am obliged to help you. What is your good name, young lady?” Although Luna disliked the gentleman, she really could use some help and hence, introduced herself. He told her his name was Lupus, and together they continued their hunt for Solis. For many days, they looked for him. They tried to summon him while pretending to lose their way, but nothing worked. Once, Luna could have sworn that she saw Solis’s golden hair before he disappeared into darkness. One day, Lupus said – “This isn’t working Luna, we need to think of a better plan instead of chasing him.” The truth was, that Lupus wanted to leave Luna a long time ago, but he had fallen in love with Luna’s personality and her stunning looks. He wasn’t interested in finding Solis, but he knew how much Luna wanted to and although it hurt him, he knew she adored Solis. “Well, what else can we do? I don’t think there is any other way,” said Luna. Lupus sat down, and began to think ways to trick Solis into showing himself. He thought about why the gods had sent him on this earth, and suddenly it hit him. “Luna! If we summon Solis, and tell him to guide us to him, then he will have to show himself!” “And why would he show himself just because we ask him to?” “Because he has been ordered to! Remember, Solis is obliged to guide every creature to whichever way direction they want to. He cannot say no, because its his duty,” I told Luna. Luna excitedly started jumping around, and after she had calmed down, we took our plan forward. As per our wish, Solis came and when we told him our destination, he said with hesitation in his voice – “ But I am not supposed to show myself to you creatures,” To which Luna replied, “Its your duty to guide us to our destination, and you must do so.” Solis then quietly showed himself. Luna saw him and gasped. He had god like features, which were glowing because of the shimmering golden light surround his body. He carried a mysterious aura around him, which made him stand out from everybody else. Luna had never seen someone so charming and beguiling before. His intense gaze glimmered into her lost eyes. Unfortunately, all good things don’t last forever. Before any of them had time to say anything, thunder and lightning struck out of nowhere. The thunder seemed to crack the air, as if the very heavens might split apart, which sort of happened. An enormous figure appeared, with huge features, and a body ten times the normal size. “SOLIS! I COMMANDED YOU TO NEVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ANY CREATURE, WHY HAVE YOU DISOBEYED ME?” Solis replied in a scared tone – “Oh lord, they asked me to guide them to me, and as it’s my duty to do so, I was obliged to show myself.” God was outraged, and announced- “NEVERTHELESS, YOU ALL DESERVED TO BE CURSED FOR MAKING SUCH A FOOLISH MISTAKE.” They all gasped, and begged for forgiveness, but of course god was too angered to feel any amount of sympathy for us. He began again, “FIRSTLY, SOLIS YOU ARE FORBIDDEN TO STEP FOOT IN THIS LAND AGAIN. YOU WILL NOW STAY IN THE SKY AND PROVIDE LIGHT TO THE CREATURES DURING THE DAY.” “SECOND, LUNA AS YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH SOLIS. YOU ARE FORBIDDEN TO EVER BE ABLE TO TOUCH HIM AGAIN, AND YOU WILL NOW STAY IN THE SKY AND PROVIDE LIGHT TO THE CREATURES DURING THE NIGHT. AS SOLIS WILL DRIFT FROM THE EARTH, YOU WILL ENTER WITHOUT COMING CLOSE TO HIM.” “AND AS FOR YOU, LUPUS. YOU WERE THE MAIN CAUSE OF THIS. AS YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH LUNA, I PUNISH YOU TO STAY IN THIS LAND FOREVER ALONE. EVERY MONTH YOU WILL CRY FOR HER BUT YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO REACH HER.” Then the god left, after destroying the love they had. Luna cried tears upon hearing the curse and created the stars. Lupus looked at Luna one last time and said, “I will look for you among the stars,” and disappeared. ‘Solis’ which is Latin for Sun, became the source of light for the creatures during the day. When it set, then came ‘Luna’, Latin for Moon, she lightened up the world during the night. Providing them with hope, even during the darkest of times, just like her persona. Lupus, Latin for ‘wolf’ remained forever alone, and once a month, tried to jump and reach the moon while howling loudly for its love. “For maybe, the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never reach, and maybe the moon is in love with the sun, and each night it longs for a love it will never touch.”
I wrote this a while ago, hopefully it motivates you to take that chance, and do the risky things you’ve been trying to avoid doing in your lives.
They are there to help guide us, to make sure that we do not get lost in this complicated life of ours, but even if we do, we can always return to where we started, we can always go back to the beginning, because we have a whole journey, a whole life ahead of us. So my friend, why stop?
As the rain falls gently, I hear the ever so calming pitter – patter sound of it. No, not a storm, there isn’t even any thunder or lightning. Just light rain, which has been falling throughout the day. Soon enough, night has approached. Ah, night. Today, it looks rather darker and mystical than usual. The shining moonlight beams through the window, into my dim room. Sunlight is way brighter, but I’ve always found the moonlight rather ethereal and elven looking. Of course, the stars are a big plus. The moon is just so beautiful, there aren’t enough words to describe it. Although there is nothing special about its plain colours, it is just so glamorous in its own way. If I had to compare the moon to a human, it would be the type of person who has the looks of an angel but, is so mysterious and in real possesses the personality of a devil. The kind of person, whose beguiling looks can deceive even the most cynical of human beings. The mixture of the moonlight, and the soothing sound of rain creates a rather magical aura.
The trees outside my house, sway along with the wind as if dancing to a soft, melodious song. The water droplets, drop slowly on them, making their forest green colour look new as if just painted. The street lights on the road, sparkle brighter than usual, because of the dark and gloomy night. As if joining the stars in providing hope, during the darkest of times. It’s late, almost midnight, yet the city moves so fast as if trying to catch a train at the station. The cars move fast while trying to over take each other as if racing to see who reaches their dreams first. The traffic lights are there at every turn, to maintain their speed, so that they don’t destroy themselves during their journey to achieve their dreams.
If you think of it, it’s all like the human life. The cars are us humans, competing along with each other to see who accomplishes their goals first, the street lights are there to provide us humans with hope, even during the darkest of times. The traffic lights are there at every turn, every hardship in life, to remind us to take care of ourselves and not destroy ourselves while trying to fulfill all our dreams and desires. All those lights around us, represent our loved ones. The ones who stay with us during our bad times and help us when needed. A speed ticket, or a small accident represent the mistakes we make which help us learn and not repeat them again. These are all held together by one road, the road of life which takes us on a beautiful journey with several hardships and fun times along the way, until we reach our destination.
It teaches us that we can put loud music on, and drive at a fast speed, but if we have too much fun sometimes, then it leads to mistakes and too many mistakes can destroy us, which is why the lights are there. They are there to help guide us, to make sure that we do not get lost in this complicated life of ours, but even if we do, we can always return to where we started, we can always go back to the beginning, because we have a whole journey, a whole life ahead of us. So my friend, why stop?