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The Window

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As I sat near the window

browsing the outside world

from the small browser I had – my window

the world was unique from there

I never knew that I would fall in love with that small opening

in the mornings, the window opens me up to the bright sunlight

in the night it brings me the public that is off to sleep

and it will be just me and the night

the night ..with all it beauty

overlapping my thoughts

the window became the world to me

the four borders encapsulating a beautiful world in it

as if my window was the painting on my wall

which changes its pictures daily

it had sorrow, love, pain and happiness

every colorful was life captured in it

and gifted to me

As I sat and watched it forever

penning down my thoughts as I see them

hoping that one day I would be a picture in it too

the window showed me different phases of life

the hardworking, the idle, the old, the young and the newborns  

every individual had a story to tell.

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Like a leaf swaying in the wind

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The wind was little on the higher side, the coldness of the air was tempting her to move closer to him. She sat behind him, resting her cheek on his shoulder, looking at him, through the mirror on his bike. She hugged him tightly, feeling all the warmth in that chilling climate.She didn’t want to loosen her finger, in that tight grip, Whenever the bike stopped, he looks at her, in the mirror and smiled, a smile that brought in thousands of tantalizing memories in her alive.

As they sped through the busy roads, he held her hands, at times, squeezing it in between and pulling her closer to him. She knew that she wanted to be with him forever. They didn’t speak much, but their words were flowing uncontrollably from heart to heart.

She smiled every second their thoughts met, and he could sense the love in every hug she pressed her soul onto his. She giggled at some thoughts, and at times, she was smiling. The smile on her face just grew larger with even more fond memories.

She could spend hours with him, without keeping track of her clock. Every second she cherished with him, was precious for her. They were connected to each other like magnets, some inseparable force played to keep them swaying like a leaf in the wind.

A leaf is caressed by the wind, it sways when there is a breeze, when it is stronger it plucks it off the roots, letting it smoothly flow down to the earth, at times swiftly, the wind carries it in the hands, and fly off to far off places.The relation is intense, because the wind could destroy the leaf, yet it knows how to handle the soft brittle body in the rustiness of the wind, out of love.

She felt as if she was the leaf carried away by the wind into the world of unknown. Yet she followed it with deep passion and challenged her existence even if the wind was at time uncontrollably strong.

Her love was unconditional, she would do anything her heart agreed to. She wanted to be the last leaf of his life, giving him everything she ever had and taking all his love that was flowing into her soul.

All she could feel was the uncontrollable attraction towards him, the love that never faded with years or with any other obstacles. Even distance could not take away her soul from his and his soul from hers. She could blindly follow his footsteps, as she knows love is blind, the heart sees it all and feels it to the core.

She never wanted a special day to feel she was his forever. For her, every single second was imprinted for him.

Happy Valentines Day.

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To the princess -Who is teaching me motherhood

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I was a wanderer, lost in thoughts and dreams

It was me who wanted to get out of the world and fall in love with nature and forget the world around me.

Little did I knew what the heaven was and what a blessing was,

The moment you arrived in my womb, everything changed, I was someone whom I never knew.

The days and months were the barriers among us, the wait was intolerable.

Never ever realized I could wait for someone, I have never seen

The pain was negligible, with the thought of your first sight

I prayed for the strength and blessing for the first time in my life just to witness your arrival into my world from your home which you made in my womb.

We played with each other all those nine months.

At times I wondered, how do you manage inside me 

I remember the soft hands and legs that moved inside me, giving me some sleepless nights, I knew you just wanted me to know that you were there with me

The moment was the most cherishable one in my life when you came and kept you soft dewdrop like hands on me and sucked the very first drop of milk.

The mom in me was hiding somewhere deep in the dungeons of my heart, which came alive and up.

I see you grow, take your first steps, I fought with the World when someone criticized you, and I will still do that

Growing up, we are fighting like kids do, am becoming a more like a typical mom with all the tantrums like all other moms, forgive me if you feel am not making you feel special.Am a like a lost child who don’t know what to do next as you are my live exam, for which I am not prepared.

I stumble and fall attimes on head or hands yet am managing my very best to be a mom . Forgive me for my ignorance , as you know this is both new for me and you

On your birthday today, the only thing I want to tell you is ” I love you always and forever”

Thank you, my little princess, for making me realize my strengths when I thought I reached the horizon of my dreams and strength, adding more to my wings and helping me fly higher.

 

Fiddling with her dreams

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She decided to remain silent, quite impossible for her, though.

She felt like the moment she seems to decided silence, there was a battle going on in her mind, trying to convince that silence was never an answer. At times the words need to be out and left to be heard by others, else the conflicting words in the heart will remain there in total chaos. Silence kills her thoughts which are the catalysts of her emotions. The thought makes what she is now – convinced, confirmed and dedicated.

She silenced her decisions once she was determined to achieve.

She silenced her dreams, as it cannot be achieved.

She silenced her heart, as it was broken many times.

She silenced her feet, responsibilities, not to disturb other’s sleep.
She silenced herself to avoid being self-pitied.

At times the silence killed her soul, she was never what she wanted to be.

Overshadowed by the decisions of, fiddling in responsibilities, flying like new born bird who is trying to reach a branch while its initial flight.

Scared, lost, confused and hurt.

Yet she found the freedom of speech, a way to propagate her thoughts to reach the thousands who felt like her. Even though her lips never spoke, her voice was never head, her fingers moved and her words flew out into the blank pages.

She found the way to say and not to say. She was never silenced in her thoughts. Her thoughts were free and all she did was enjoyed the new found freedom of expression. To express or not to express was a choice, and to read and not to be read was another choice which she fought on her own.