For Once

Walking the streets alone, for once
I dream
A little rain
And I hop over the puddles
Zilch to worry
I sway and spin
I whirl and twirl
To the songs I hear
I stop, eat, I walk again
I walk and walk
Until I reach eternity
Where I could just sit and write
Write till the ink goes dry
I walk back later
Now under the clear sky
I observe the rainbow
I promise myself
To be vibrant like these colours
I reach back
I sleep instantly
I have the best dreamless sleep
For my dream turned real
Though for once
Just once

Her Guy

She is beautiful. She is mature.People consider her a big girl. She is responsible enough. Irrespective of all these qualities she consider herself not so special. Nothing unusual she gets in herself. So here you may say that this girl or lady is considered to be an epitome of maturity, sensibility, responsibility and probably all certain bigness. But she feels she is ordinary and so like a very next door girl, she has some enlisted Must-Be-Qualities for her prince charming(Prince charming may sound cheesy).

There is just not one. A few of them maybe. But there is this one thing she thinks that would mainly strike the chord with her beloved and that is getting out her inner immaturity. She feels the person who could make her let out the so called 'bachpana' in her would be her soul mate. She loves being pampered, though she has never been. So someone who could pamper her holds the number one position.Sometimes she wants to act so crazy and go wild. She dreams for someone who could handle her crazy stupid actions she would like to do out of a sudden. Someone who for once could realize that yeah she may be mature but within she is a child who loves being insane at times and feels like not have this fully fledged big girl image.

So people she is not that big girl and the guy who acknowledges this, is her guy. 

The Web Of Emotions

Getting trapped in their emotions is quite a daily cup of tea for some people. Though the sun gives or probably grants them a fresh start, yet they wait for the moon. Nights become their best friends you may say as they can then unveil their true selves. Through out the day the strong voices in their head wander around and try to dominate them. Moreover their sorrows try to drown them. They so want to run but there is no escape. They feel so helpless. They don't want to be in such a situation but then these thoughts, these emotions hover over them. But what do they choose to do? They choose to stay silent, in hope that this phase would slowly pass. But instead this web of emotions gets complicated. Their wait for them to pass never ends. Their courage dilutes slowly and their fear trounces them to utter extent. Gradually they accept these emotions and sorrows. They embrace them within. Their presence becomes so strong that they turn into addiction. But as mentioned that nights become their best friends, so every night the mask falls off. Underneath the blanket where there is no one watching them they scream silently and shed out the unheard fears, the unheard sorrows and their unheard emotions and then they find themselves breaking down and falling asleep on a pillow which is soaked with their emotions but then again in the morning it is all dried up.  

I Flaunt

Everyone around has something or the other to flaunt upon. What do I flaunt upon? I flaunt upon sharing my birthday with my 'Nanuji', my role model. Some would laugh, some would feel so stupid of me probably in an awe as to what is there to flaunt upon. But from the day I have gained my senses, I have felt so blessed to share my birthday with him. It sometimes seem that among all the grand children, I was favoured to do so. Sometimes I really wonder why and thereby sometimes I so feel that my bond with him is so predestined. We do share a distinctive bond and I love it so. Give me an opportunity to talk about him and you'll see I shall never stop until you would ask me to do so.

He's a man with such an aura that you cannot resist yourself from talking to him. He speaks and you just want to listen.

His concentration powers are out of this world. Whatever he may be doing; reading, watching television or any other little thing, you literally need to shake him up and get him back into the real world.

Though born in pre-independent  era, he has never let generation gap established between his generation and the other. He believes and accepts the fact that water keeps on flowing. I adore him.

His eagerness to learn even at this age is something one should acquire.

He would so easily lessen your encumbrances.  

I have spent my childhood days with him. Those days are still vivid in my mind, every morning and evening going to a walk with him. Learning English and Mathematics. Everything has been captured by my soul.

Words will fall short to describe him. He is the only one. I owe him a lot. God bless him.
 
Where today the present generation only wants to spend and share their time with their peers, I can spend a year after year conversing with him 24*7.

March 25, you are special. On this day, a legend has been born and again I say, I flaunt.