Deny the attachments

Summers are ending with every setting sun. The fall has started to take over the roads already. With every passing moment my coffee has started to get cool sooner than expected. And the car rides? Have to start early to reach my destinations on time.
Who knew that one could get used to seasons too! Waking up early and staying up late night will soon change to late mornings and early to bed. The eyes which got used to dews on fresh green leaves will be welcomed by crushed brown dry ones. Early morning walks will be replaced by lazy warm escapes into the blankets.
And so will the people change, just like the seasons. And what is more disturbing is that, getting used to hearts that are fickle is a major setback. Tired mornings and disturbed nights? That’s not all. Well coffee becomes less soothing you know. Even the car rides are not the same. Mess right?

But everything that comes, all must go. Seasons change and people grow.
Live your life without attachments for it isn’t a duo. It’s the journey that matters so take it slow.



The shirt you bought today? Yes that latest favorite of yours. The one that will top your picks. It is pretty nice. No, seriously! But I wonder until when? Your heart tends to saturate with everything after a few trials.

You have always been in a constant circle of ‘lost & found’. Loosing feelings and finding it in something new has been a part of your nature. And you may call it silly on my part, but then I live with the hope of finding my constant in a world full of temporaries. You seek the warmth where I look for fire. You want to touch the moments and I wish to embrace the seasons. You live to taste the flavours and I believe in memorising the events. You desire to dream when I want to create.

In your visions of your temporaries I have my circles of permanents, which will never vanish but stay as long as I breath. It’s difficult to comprehend a world where these thoughts will vibe but until then wait is the only hope. ❤

Forever written on leaf

You dream of stars that I cannot promise. You ask me for skies that I cannot promise. You demand the seas that I cannot promise. You question about the loyalty that I cannot promise. You want my time that I cannot promise. You look for the never ending good and best days that I cannot promise.

But what I assure you is that I will look in the infinity for the lost starts with you till my eyes give up. I will fly with you to reach the highest skies till my breath runs out. I will swim oceans and cross seas with you till my hands give up. I will stick my ground till I win you not once but a thousand times over. I will hold your hand till your fingers deny my touch. I will stand right beside you till the worst days conquer my strength.

Because I promise you of the ‘Forever’ that is written on every leaf you’ll come across.

#Lettr 4

Dear 21st Century,

In a world tied with notifications and pings, the butterflies in the stomach still cringe more on hearing “You have a post!” ❤

Your experienced

Grandma. :))


“I don’t even remember.”

But how could you not? It’s 3 A.M and the question dosen’t leave my mind. Why does it bother me so much when you can always walk so normal like nothing ever happened? Why do the neurons in my head spiral all day, all night wondering if the promises of eternity were nothing but ungranted wishes?

You say I never spoke but I feel that you never had ears for me. Have you ever tried to know how did I know your every next thought even before it occurred to you? Your eyes were enough. Every time! You would cry, you would laugh, you would crack the lamest jokes and at times talked bitter too and I made notes like  they were a part of the syllabus. And all you have is “I don’t even remember.”

Maybe it was so foolish of me to expect so much from someone who could not commit to his own life. <\3 But I will still turn the pages now and again just to know that you stay within them for as long as I read. Because sometimes there is peace in the circles of the heartbreaks that are ensured. 

*Thoughts, as the main character of the book signs off from the story. Closing the book!*

#happyReading. :))

#1 Mom & me.

When I sing – “Tumhei koi aur dekhe… Toh jalta hai dil!” (When anyone else looks at you  my heart burns.)

And mom comes up with – “Toh beta paani daal de. :/” (Dear, then pour some water.) 

No doubt where those sarcastic genes come from! O:)

#pureSavage! XD

She is life ❤

The phone call

I could feel it but it was far away from my reach,

That moon in the sky was envied but my heart was at peace.

And before hanging up, “How can you call it yours when you have nothing to believe?”

“Because miracles do happen and the future is not as distant as it seems.”

Nervous is not your type.

The falsity of holding on to the non-existing strings can be so strong that the thought of losing grip could make you nervous. But let it lose a little and get hold of the reality. The world will be a better place trust me. 

#becauseBeingSelfishIsNotBad B)

Way past the blurred lines.

As I look at the years that have passed at sometimes casual and more often at a brutal pace the picture seems unclear. I hardly remember what life has been lately. And I know I am not alone in this. People usually see blur lines when they don’t have happy endings or closure to the situations. But lucky are the ones who have permanent people with them. The ones who make solid marks among those hazy shades.

Today when I was asked ‘How have you been?’ and was told ‘I miss you!’ it brought back that old smile. That old togetherness. That joy, which I guess I too was missing. Mutual feelings?

I don’t know what to say. I am not the one who opens up. Times have changed drastically! In an unexpected way. But then I have learnt to get things together. And now I have decided to pay very little heed to all these things. I know I cannot escape them totally but I have decided to smile all through the hell. Time and again you all have been my support. The reasons for my smile. And I mean that. Right from the bottom of my heart. 😊
It’s on rarest of the rarest occasions that I say all this and today is one of them since you plucked those strings. You people are my life. No matter how far we stay I am not letting you people go. Thank you for being the unconditional care takers, you all have been like pillars whether I had asked for it or not.
My constants! My forevers. ❤


P.S – Don’t start soaring the limitless sky!   Love you all loads.

The sound of respite.

Did I hear some shattering? I guess I did. But when I looked around, you were smiling bright. How do you do that? I mean your pretty self. How do you make up for all that breaks you every single moment?

Everyone is fighting their own unseen but strongly felt battles. Sometimes it’s about the never ending wait for happiness. Sometimes it’s against our hopes. Sometimes it’s about holding onto the bygones and other times it’s about the urge to forget them all.

I know you’ll never say it out loud because no one has the cure for putting an end to it. But hey little fighter, you are not alone in this. Remember, time can heal the worst wounds.

Don’t let the burden of past spoil your future. Believe in your dreams and chase them with more vigor. Let the sound of your battles echo the sky. Because when they will resound the world will hear drums of your victory! :)))