STRANGER IN THE MIRROR.....

Mirror mirror on the wall,solve the mystery of my soul”,I whisper to the person on the other side of the mirror.

But my mirror only reflects back the earthly body that Ive been bearing for the past 25 yrs.Encased within this cascade of flesh and blood is a soul that totally unknown to me.
Who am I? I often wonder. Why am I?
I try to look deep into the eyes of my own reflection,as if trying to reach within my own self.
But I get lost.Lost in a maze of broken dreams and unfulfilled desires.
My eyes reveal no secret of my soul.My mind like a plank tossing in a vast ocean of variegated thoughts.
I close my eyes and try to feel my own heartbeat,with and attempt to figure out the meaning of the rhythmic lub dub sound.I feel an emptiness within me,a never ending void.I feel a deep excruciating pain inside.
My eyes getting moist,my vision getting blurred.
I try to think about my closed ones.Smiling faces in sepia appear in my mind-mom,dad,boyfriend,my family.
Yet why this chasm,why this void?Why this weird pain inside?Why this incompleteness in my eyes.
What is the quest of my soul,I know not.What is the destination i crave to reach?
Who is this stranger in my mirror?

BREWING MEMORIES...

Sneha was blankly staring down at the cup of mocha in front of her,stirring it aimlessly.Another cup of coffee was getting cold in front of Rohit,at the opposite side of the table.They were sitting across the same corner table of the coffee shop,where they used to spend hours of togetherness,specially after bunking the boring afternoon session of college.
Had it been a few years back,there would have been a kiddish fight over a single cup of mocha,favorite to both of them,as to who would sip the froth on it.
“So,how has life been?”Rohit broke the silence..”Gud”,Sneha faked a smile.
Sneha was married for 3 yrs now..And they had not seen or spoken to each other since then.The only connection they had were in their midnight dreams.And today,here they were again,in that same old place,was nothing more than serendipity.
“U stil look like a Diva”,Rohit said after long minutes of staring at her. She indeed did.She looked even more beautiful wrapped in that pink saree and with that small dot of sindoor on her forehead.Rohit had always wanted to see her like that. Today his wish was fulfilled,only that,the sindoor was for somebody else.She looked just the same,except that the shine of her eyes were lost,probably lost forever.
“And you look handsome for a change”,she said.
“I ought to.You had spent long hours improving my dressing sense those days”,said Rohit.
Sneha smiled again,this time a genuine one,remembering how stupid he looked in his college days.
She closed her eyes.Her mind raced back in time,to the campus,the day she had first met him.And it was not a month before she realized how deeply she had fallen in love with him.Since then she had never neede a better reason to live and to be happy.He had meant the world to her.He was the end of her quest for love.He was her destination.He was the face of her dreams.They had started spinning their
world of dreams until life ditched both of them,once again proving that dreams are never meant to be real.”
“Your coffee is getting colder Princess”.Thats what he used to call her.She was indeed the princess of his
dreams.And though he desperately wanted to be the lucky prince,but somewhere at the back of his mind he always knew that he was just the knight,taking care of her until the prince actually owns her.
“So when you planning to get married?”asked Sneha.
“Im not.Dont wanna spoil a girl’s life.”he replied sipping at his coffee,”do u still like gol gappas? Lets have a competetion again”.
“Not today Rohit,may be some other time”
“Theres no some other time Sneha.Im flying to States next week with a project.You know Im well settled
now.Settled enough to deserve a princess.But look at the game of life,my princess already belongs to somebody else.”
Sneha could see the drop of tear at the corner of his eyes fighting to roll down.
They kept looking at each other and both could feel the excruciating pain within them,the pain they had felt 3 yrs back.The devastating silence was broken by the ringtone of Snehas cellphone.
“I have to make a move,my husband has come to pick me.My phone no...”
“I dont want your no Sneha.Just be happy.Thats what I have always wanted for you.”
Sneha faught back the lump in her throat and looked at Rohit.Then turned back and started walking towards reality.

SLEEPLESS NIGHT....

It was  raining heavily.

She returned  home after the hard work of her day,heavy hearted.That was the last place she wanted to be in after he had left.The house haunted her.It was the same place that once used to be her heaven.
It was almost midnight by the time she had come back.She had an official party to attend after her working hours.
She usually didnt like going to parties much,specially without him but now that was a good excuse to keep herself away from her home as much as possible.Few months back she was always in a hurry  to get back home,to return back to him.But now things had changed.
It had been almost 6 moonths that he had left leaving her alone in an empty,meaningless world.Lots of things had changed in this period of time except her loneliness.She had tried hard to get rid of it but it was always with her like a faithful friend.It was all that he had left her with.
She unlocked her doors and turned on the light.The days hard work had made her tired but she knew she wouldnot be able to sleep.Thats how it had been for the past 6 months.
She freshened herself up and went to her bedroom.It haunted her all the more.She turned off the main light.Dim blue light flooded the room.
She looked at the pillow by her side.It was empty and abandoned.She buried her face in it.It still smelled of his shampoo.
She could feel hot tears filled in her eyes.She tried in vain to stop them. When she raised her face the pillow was all wet and she was sobbing hard like a baby.
His nightdress was her only company in bed after he was gone.She held it tight in her chest.It smelled of his perfume and sweat.She never had washed it after the last time he wore it.She cried out loudly.But the sounds of her loneliness were lost in the sounds of the thunders outside.It was thunderstorms again today.
She had always been scared of thunders.And on such nights she used to throw herself in his arms and bury her face in her chest and he used to hold her tight like a panicstriken baby caress her hair and whisper softly in her ear.His arms were the safest place on earth for her.But now she could just wrap her hands around herself and cry aloud in vain to get back the softness of his embrace again.
She cried till her eyes turned red and puffy.She took her phone and listened to his voice that she had recorded at the good old times.She knew she would never listen to this voice again.She kept the recording on repeat and curled up herself at his side of the bed,waiting for another painful, sleepless night to get over.








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LIFE'S BECKONING AGAIN...

As the morning dewdrops blaze
On the tip of the maple leaf,
The tangerine rays of the sun
Announce a pristine beginning.
As the aroma of the prime
Blends with the innocent breeze,
And the chirps bring the seraphic chimes,
I see a new boulvard ahead,
Opening to a new horizon,

New dreams.

Life is beckoning again....

WORLD OF FANTASY...

Take me to the world of "closed eyes",

The world to where I belong.
The world where the dreams know no bounds
And every heart has a song.


Where butterflies flutter on my hands
With blended colors of love.
Where the rainbow lands to make a way
For me to the heaven above.

Where there's smile in every star
And music in the moon.
Where happiness flows from every flower
Where life is just a boon


Where the water in the mere shimmers
Like dreaming sparkling eyes.
Where every blue night brings the light
Of thousand fireflies...


Where the zephyre mild brings your touch
And love is everywhere.
I wait for you my mystique angel
To come and take me there.

MEANINGLESS THOUGHTS.....

Another leisurely evening. I am lying here on my terrace with the diary in my hands, listening to my Ipod. The cacophonies of the world are being musk-ed by the melodious Westlife. Straight above me is the quarter moon struggling hard to spread its soothing light on me from behind the rapidly floating clouds, floating towards some unknown destination. I stare at the wretched clouds. Bizarre of thoughts are flooding my mind. I am looking at only a very small part of the vast universe above, which holds within itself the darkest eternal mysteries. Just like how the human soul is... full of unsolved mysteries.

Where are these clouds floating to? Why are they floating across me without showering on me? Looks like nature has allotted them some specific area pour upon. Just like how each one of us have come to this world with a specific purpose, to play a specific role. As Shakespeare had said that the world is but a stage and we are but actor playing our own parts.

Sometimes I wonder what my role is!!! The moon is trying to say something to me. As I stare at the moon, it seems to be moving through the clouds, trying to move away from me. What an illusion! Our life is full of such illusions, our minds are full of such illusions. When the clouds of misunderstandings fill our minds, a very close someone seems to be moving away from us. But what we fail to realize is, that the moon stays where it is, its just the clouds that are causing this delusion.

Often I wonder what this life is all about. For me it is like walking alone in a vast dry desert. Every-time I run towards an oasis, it turns out to be a mere mirage. We are all wanderers in the desert of life. Just that some find their oasis before the others, while some like me, wander forever, lonely and lost.

I LOVE YOU...

"I LOVE YOU"... these words get trapped in my lips when I see you.

When I look into your eyes, I find my entire world in them.
And all that comes to my mind is that, "I LOVE YOU".
When you smile at me, the innocence of it weakens my breath.
And all I feel is that, I LOVE YOU.
The way you tenderly touch my hands, leaves a shiver down my body.
And my mind cries out aloud, "I LOVE YOU".
My heart skips a beat when your lips softly utter my name.
And my heartbeats just say, "I LOVE YOU".

"I LOVE YOU"... so many times my eyes have tried to express these words.
But I wonder why I could never speak them out.
When you take your eyes off me, my lips silently utter them.
And when you look at me again, my face becomes expressionless like a mannequin.
But a voice deep within me calls out your name and screams..."I LOVE YOU".

A MIDNIGHT DREAM...

As the blue night falls,
I wait for you,
As you tiptoe into my room,
And slowly sit by my side,
you look into my eyes,
And softly keep your hands on mine,
I bury my face in your chest,
And you softly kiss my forehead,
Your touch takes away,
All the pain the world has given me,
You caress my hair,
And whisper into my ears,
Your breath takes away,
All my loneliness,
You take the rolling drop of my tear,
On your fingertips,
And touch my eyes with your lips,
The warmth of your arms around me,
Take all the worldly agony,
In my dreams you are mine forever,
But in my life, you are just a midnight dream.

ANOTHER EVENING WITHOUT YOU...

Another bereaved evening just passes by.
The clouds in the sky are on a journey towards some unknown destination. The bright, reddish moon playing hide and seek behind the veil of the wretched clouds like a shy new bride. The noise of the world slowly fading into the silence of the night.
The wind caressing me and playing with my hair, trying to distract me as I close my eyes and try to feel the face that eludes me in midnight dreams.
The leaves of the trees whispering the unspoken story of a perennial love of the departed souls into my ears, as the wind passes through them.
A lonely evening star peeping from behind the clouds and eyeing me, as i sit here thinking of you.
Some unknown flower fills the air with with magical fragnance, as if trying to send some secret message to the night fairy. At a distance some night bird crying aloud as if trying to beckon its lost flame.

Yet another lonely evening thus getting over, leaving behind an abandoned soul, in its eternal wait for a forfeited love.

MY SOULMATE....

Who's The One who's made for me?

Who's The One who'll forever be?

Who's The One about whom I dream,

Every night. I wait for him.

All day and all time.

Who's The One who's forever mine?

Who's The One who'd feel my pain,

Before I speak of it? Who has no gain

In loving me. And yet,

Would love me with no bounds, no end.

The One who'd forever hold my hand?

Who's The One who'd read my thoughts?

Who's The One who'd love me a lot,

For whoever I am. No matter what.

Who's The One who'd never give up?

Who's The One whose very sight,

Would snatch all my fear and fright?

Who's The One who'd make me forget.

All the grief and all thats bad?

Who's The One who'd be my fate?

Who's The One who's my SOULMATE?

BACK TO YOU......

Every drop of tear,
Every sad note I hear,
Every moment of blue,
All lead me back to you.

Every poem I write,
In such long, gloomy nights,
And my lonely thoughts too,
All lead me back to you.

The deep, helpless sighs,
Long lost dreams that prick my eyes,
This much I know is true,
All lead me back to you.

At the end of the day,
Every prayer I say,
And my secret wishes do,
Still lead me back to you.