The Last Day

It was 3 in the morning and my eyes were still wide open, glaring at the ceiling. I turned on my right and he was sleeping. The calm look on his face was giving me cheers of satisfaction and security. I pressed my body beside his and placed my head on his chest absorbing his warmth and the lub dub of heart.

The other moment a hand enveloped me passing over my shoulder.


“No, woke up by a dream. Lets sleep. ”

“Don’t worry. I am here.”

Yes, you are. Right now.

“Ok”, he was asleep by now.

Anurag got transferred to Chennai and as a result this was our last night together. Tomorrow he’ll be sleeping over some new uncreased bed sheet miles away from me. The only thing uniting us would be the immense sky. For me everything would be same except my life. His smell would be in my breath but not in the air. His radiance would reflect through my eyes but he won’t be near. His heart would beat with the same pace but I won’t be around to hear. All these years which we spent together were like a rollercoaster ride for me. There were lows and highs in my life but the only thing which gave me the direction to look through the possibilities was him. Holding me on my breaking points and sometimes letting me fall like a guide. The long never ending fights some reasonable and other out of jealousy. The love which spoiled the hidden child inside me. And in all this I almost forgot that there would be a point were our paths will split. The mere thought of not having him any longer has already started excoriating my heart. How will I survive? I may walk but it would no longer be a journey for me.

But what was making me more nervous was the thought that

Would he still love me?

Some where deep in the heart I knew that this was the starting of our END. I closed my eyes and a tear rolled down putting me to sleep.


Fooling Around

When she was lying in her bed with running thoughts in her mind..he was on the bed with a woman with running fingers.

I was nothing till I felt you on,

I lived in you, you were my home,

Till the time I tasted that I wasn’t the only known.

The lips which warmed me were not for me all alone,

The hands which touched me every now and then had traces of some unknown.

Puff was different this time,
It had the scent of lying.

Why? Is the word which kept ringing in my mind.

Did I do something vice which made you cross the line.

She-  HE is my story.

He- I am a man with stories.



There are times when all of sudden you start feeling something deep down in the heart. But fail putting them in words. ♥️♥️
When the heart sinks watching a plane go away. 

The moment when you want to be a bird and fly high in the sky. Playing hide and seek with the clouds. 

When a song takes you to a faraway land in midnight watching the stars.

When the silence speaks much more than the words.

When your heart can match the heartbeat of the other person.

When you start feeling his pain and happiness in your body sitting miles away.

When all this starts happening with you. Stop because your search is over. Your struggle of finding words is over.



I asked him to stay. But he didn’t listen, ready to go with his bags. “Just hold on” I pleaded, “Don’t go please”. 

“I have to Nia, you should have thought before doing all this to me”, he said with tears in his eyes. He pulled up and loaded the bags in his car. Tightened his seat belt while looking at me, but this time the eyes were filled of both anger and pain. He looked away and started his car. 

” Jye”,I shouted but he didn’t stop and all of sudden everything around me became blurry. I collapsed.

The next morning, when I opened my eyes I was in a room lying on bed surrounded by number of machines, glucose pipe injected in my hand and smell of floor wipped dettol. Yeah..right I was in hospital. Half an hour later a nurse came to my ward with a tray carrying a syringe and few tablets. 

“What happend to me??”, I asked impatiently.

” Nothing you just fainted.” She replied injecting the syringe in my left hand.

“Oh..yaa I know the reason that might be because of improper diet. Right? “, I confirmed.

“No mam you are two months pregnant”, she corrected.

” WHAT???”, I shouted  in distress. 

“Hey ..wait who got me here?”

“Your husband mam. He is waiting outside. Should I ask him to come in? We haven’t told him anything yet. He was busy in completing the formalities initially.”, she said.

“Yes and please don’t tell him about my pregnancy. I want to give him this good news myself”, I replied .

How is that possible? Oh god I got so busy in setting our new apartment that I didn’t realize that I missed missed my periods. 

She left and Abhay got in the room after five minutes .

“Hey sweetheart, how are you now?”, he asked with smile.

” Yaa, I am good now,it was just improper diet. Don’t worry”, I lied.

“No worries, I am here to take you home. All formalities are done. They’ll discharge you in an hour.” He said.


Hey wait did I tell you who is Abhay. No. Right? He is not my husband but would to be. :-/

To be continued ..



(One night watching the sky they forced me to think)
Sometimes its so hard to understand the creativity of that karma mentor. The things which give us pain takes the pain away too. Strange ??

Our own statellite – the moon and its ever accompanied twinkling hot balls ✨are the best example. For some people all these are just mere universal bodies but for the others symbol of peace, pain, love and power. As the sun goes sinking in the other world, its no more the gravity holding their souls but the sphere. 

On one hand when we love someone. We swear on these lifeless bodies and make promises to bring them down to the earth for our loved one’s.

But in pain they turn out to be our enemies. We fell like crushing them into pieces and remove the traces of their existence.

This shows that our feelings can be never same for a thing untill and unless we want them to be undying. Our perceptions keep on changing according to our way of understanding. God has hidden both sisters together ( negativity and positivity ). It just depends on us whom who we start searching for.

How ??

Take the example of stars only instead of shouting and blaming them for increasing our pain, if we open our heart to them and talk to them as friend. The result would be some what different. So people :-

Change your standpoint ..life will automatically change.


Catastrophic love

Love is not red all the time.. It becomes dark when it comes on its on condition against the will of divine.

In the coldest of the places, where the fire flies survive.

Under the warmth of the moon my naked soul lies.

Carefree and full of life, rejuvinated by your only sight.

I can feel the flush without touching you. Can you hear the speed of my blood rushing through ??

Such an intimate moment is passing by.. I want to hold it still till you in real come by my side.

Once you are here i’ll erode you whole.. Passing in out you exploring you all.

Come to black and leave the light..remove the peel of goodness and love me with your darker side.

I’ll lock your soul and make the body pass, to have you forever..forever till the last.

What a brutal selfish love is mine..I feel pity for the soul who remained unaware of glitterish love and eyes soothing shine.

I wish I wish  

I could have gained you during my life.

This failure might have felt a bit less painful then this suffering time.



Poking Noses

What lies exactly are??

  • Flavouring a truth with lie flakes.
  • Cooking up your own hypothetical story with no head tails.
  • Tricking others mind with your statements 
  • Peircing others faith
  • Shooting one’s soul with lie coated bullets.

Well let me put it simple – lies are our own kind of truth with different perception . why??

Because we love lies. We love spicing up the reality according to our own taste. To make others feel low or to disgrace someone under the veil of envy.

I am not against the truth but in the favour of healthy lies. Tell the truth with your own flavours. Lies upto some extent can be life saviour  and are acceptable untill and unless they don’t murder someones feeling and break them completely. Lies that make someone smile without any harm to their faith are considered under good deeds. Be careful with the words you utter. 

But lies in 70% of the cases create hurtful circumstances. We human’s are so sick headed that to prove ourselves superior we can bow down to any extent of savagrey. Spreading rumors about others instead of helping the person in correcting their mistakes is our favorite time pass. Not only this we love giving our touches to their secrets too to make it sound interesting and colourful. Gets so much involved in the gossips of other’s life that we completely loose our interest in moulding our own lives. Have grip on your own condition and don’t let yourself to be called as mound of stupidity.

So people just stop doing such kind of shitty things and be happy with yourself because you never know when the tables turn and you turn out to be the victim of the situation.

Lie and lie alot to make someone’s life better than hell. 

 Keep calm and tell healthy lies.