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The Watch

Funny how we attach things to sentiments. Or is it the other way around? I can’t really say. If there is something I can say it’s that whenever he looks at the watch on his wrist, which has been guiding him for 5 years, all he can remember is, and I quote, “In order to be successful and to stand out, always think two steps ahead. Plan your next move.” The invaluable advice given to him while putting it on his left wrist before he was leaving for college. Well, leaving home for the first time in particular. It’s not just a watch to him now. It’s an emotion. A statement of pride, faith and love, given to him by his father. And he wears it like a badge of honour. People often have an inclination towards materialism. The expensive apparels, the costly gadgets and other shiny objects whose inherent luminescence blinds them. Left with the grey visions, the sparkles of the world engulf their lives with the blues of desire. It shivers him to the spine, that someday it will get over...

Everyone has got their own storms

People always try to "make the world a better place to live" Well, guess what folks! It's not getting any better. It's only getting worse. Owing to the behaviour of people and mental trauma that almost every person is facing & is avoiding to talk about. It's only causing an unrest. Everyone has got their own storms. And this storm is the main problem. Oh, you don't agree! Ask yourself. Even you have problems and situations you don't want to face because you are just too afraid of it. And you are not ready to do anything about it. It's just easy for you to give up because then you don't have to face anything. So much simpler isn't it! If you have a problem, Don't face it! Problem solved. But let me tell you something. You are not just affecting yourself by not facing it. You are being a trouble to others too. You are like cancer for Happy and Well people. Who are ready to live with what they have; satisfied with their things and con...

It comes and goes

Life sometimes gets so messed up that it gets hard for once to recognise oneself in those situations. So it did for me. I know I am using 'did' to refer it as it happened in the past, whereas actually, it bothers me in the present as well. I know it becomes difficult to find inner peace and the person no longer knows what or how he actually was, even though he lives in the past but that's the past that became the very reason for him to become weird at the first place. I don't know how, but somehow out of the blue, in the middle of all that mess and hatred, the "LOST" little guy managed to come up and made me do the right thing. It was a text. I know sometimes things need to be done in person, as in for real rather than being a virtual presence, but I didn't know what would happen if I actually see her. So I texted. "I know I have been weird to you lately, but I should not be this way. I know it has been hard for you too. But it has been uncontain...

The Sight

I see the winter moon and the starry night. I see a woman, smiling at her child's innocent questions. I see lovers on a long yet finite path, embracing the young love in the winter breeze. I see light from a lamp at the corner of the street, a man holding a photo of her lost wife under it. I see a shopkeeper, waiting for customers in the shivering eve. I see a labour family, parents feeding the new ones. I see my barren arms, once warm with love. I see it all, and yet I see nothing.