The New Find

Do you want to get rid of boredom?

Loosen its control to regain your freedom!

Lull in your dull life, let it not behold.

You can be out of its clutches and hold!

Being always pensive welcomes melancholy.

This is the culprit of our life’s anomaly.

In busy life, its dwelling is dormant.

Inactivity makes boredom go rampant.

Do something of interest to you.

Or, inculcate liking in whatever you do!

Keep your search on till you find one.

It is extremely rare that you find none?!

Be it whatever, let not lethargy engulf.

Just eat and belch make life miserably tough.

Enthusiasm and eagerness must be kept alive.

These keep the charm of living from going to archive!

Come on and gear up to start afresh and new!

The startling new ‘find’ may belong to only "you"!!!

The Voice

She woke up in a white room, on a white bed. Artificial light swallowing her up from the fluorescent lights above. Blinking a few times, she sits up, her pale skinned arms holding the bed on each side of her. And then, she hears him, and remembers where she is and why.
"Good morning, sleepy head. Did you have a nice sleep?"
"Go away."
"Come on now, Neha. We go through this every day. Haven't you learned already?"
He laughs. That sick, evil laugh echoes through her head. She hates it, hates him. Wants him to leave her alone but he won't. The pills.. They don't work. The doctor and nurses say they will but she knows for a fact that he'll never disappear. They don't hear him, so how could they know!
"Leave me alone. Please!"
She falls off the bed, and crawls to the corner of the room. The room is completely lit, it's not possible for any shadows to be there because of this right? Then why.. why is there a shadow standing right in front of her, with a big disgusting grin on it's face?
"Let's play a game, little Neha."
"No.. I don't want to play with you. I just want you to go away."
"Tsk tsk. You know I can't do that. I was born for you, so how could I ever leave you?"
Holding her hands over her ears, she shuts her eyes tightly. But she can still hear him. Hear the malice dripping off his every word.
"I won't leave you Neha. And you can never escape me."
She lets out a scream and runs to the door. It opens with ease. She notices that no one has even come to see what the scream was about. Even as she's running down the corridor, panting and crying, no one is giving the littlest glance.
"And I thought you said you didn't want to play."
"No. Don't follow me, leave me alone!"
She finds a door that leads to the stairs. Quickly opening it, she runs down stairs and stairs until she reaches a door with a sign on it saying, 'Ground Floor'.
"Someone, help me please!"
She stands in the middle of the lobby, trying to catch her breath. There are many people around, doctors, nurses, patients, and even visitors. No one looks at her.
"Why.. why won't they look at me? Are they ignoring me?"
"Ahah, silly babe. They aren't ignoring you. They simply can't see nor hear you."
"W-What do you mean?"
"You are as I am. Nonexistent to the outside world."
Her body starts to shake, and without a warning, she hits the floor screaming. Blood starts to gush from her wrists and throat. No... it isn't blood. It's thick and black... and smells of death.
"Wha- What's happening to me?!"
"You are dead. Don't you remember? I kept telling you, you can't escape from me. Even death cannot save you from what's a part of you. And I, Arun, live in your conscious, and have always been a part of you."
"Wha-"
Before her eyes, it's like a movie playing. She sees herself, in her little white room, nothing but a window and mirror on the walls. She can hear herself talking, can hear him as well.
"If you won't leave me alone, I'll make you!"
"Now now, that won't do at all. I'll follow you, Neha. I will follow you anywhere and everywhere. No matter how hard you wish for me to go away, no matter how many pills you swallow, I'll always be here."
She watches the memory where she breaks the mirror. As the glass slides across her wrists deeply, and then finally across her own throat. She shudders as his wicked laugh echos through the empty room. The life flows from her veins, and his shadowed body laps the blood from her neck.
"You'll never be rid of me, Neha. Never."

Then in a flash, it's all gone. Her eyes open and she's in her bed again, not a single recollection of what happened just seconds ago. She sits up in her bed, both hands on either side of her...
"Good morning, sleepy head. Did you have a nice sleep?"
Another day of an endless hell begins, a never ending loop of death. A punishment for taking the life God gave her, or maybe just a way for the voice to prove that she can never rid herself of him.

Lost you forever…

Being with you was like having every single one of my wish come true....

But now I HAVE LOST YOU....!

I know our roads will never cross again & i will never get to see you in my life...

Because......, I HAVE LOST YOU...!

I still miss you every second of my life.

Dream about you all day long....

But i don't LOVE YOU anymore.

Whenever i think about you...,The chill hits every part of my body.

I left you behind in my Past....But "MEMORIES" of you are still haunting me very badly...

I don't even want to try to get you back in my life,

Because i know I HAVE LOST YOU FOREVER...!

I always wanted to hold your hand when i walked on the street.

I always wanted & wished to look into your eyes when i wanted to feel nice.

But today i am all ALONE....and now i don't have any expectations to get you back in my LIFE.

Because I HAVE LOST YOU...!

I still remember the day you came into my LIFE and turned my life into a "PARADISE".

I came to know WHAT LOVE IS? Because of YOU.

The time we shared was a treasure to me.

I always wanted you to feel exactly what i feel for you.

But somewhere i failed to do so.

THE day i met you gave me the reason to smile.

I never felt alone because i know you were always with me...

But you walked away....

Without even knowing HOW WILL I FEEL ???

Without even knowing HOW MUCH I LONG TO BE WITH YOU ???

Without even knowing HOW WILL I LEAD MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU ???

Without even knowing HOW MUCH I NEED YOU ???

Without even knowing "HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU"

Was that LOVE.... I see in your eyes???

Or it was merely a reflection of mine.

When i needed you the most,you left me.

When i needed a shoulder to cry on,you were not there.

When i think, I just think of you.

The Love of yours has touched me "ONE TIME" & will last for "LIFETIME".

I have still kept the memories of are "LOVE" alive.

I desire nothing more than to be with you forever until i die.

But now I HAVE LOST YOU...!!!

I let you go..Because I have realized that......,

YOU WERE NEVER MINE & YOU WILL NEVER BE.

YOU know WHY??????

Because.......

SOMEONE IN SOME CORNER OF THIS WORLD MIGHT BE WAITING FOR 

**ME & MY LOVE**

Life is Reality

Have you ever sat in the dark
And cried out at all the painful things done to your heart?

Have you ever gone back to that instant
To a place, a time, where you could let your feelings 'represent'?

Have you ever closed your eyes and dreamed
About a quiet place where someone actually heard you scream?

Where someone would care for you
Like you deserve, like loved ones in fairy tales do?

Have you ever picked up that sharpened knife
And seriously thought about ending your life?

Have you ever placed that blade
Against your wrist as you let all other thoughts fade?

Have you ever dug deep in your soul
Searching for a happy place; finding a hole?

Have you ever looked death in the eyes
And almost believed, almost accepted those lies?

Well, I have... yes this is me
Now you can make the decision on whether I am to be believed.

Its not worth the horror drain
On your emotions, the endless pain.

Take it from one who knows
When you have faith in yourself, it shows.

Don't give up this life yet
Your destiny is your own to set.

Look whose talking… 55 fiction

I thought of this one when I was playing with my neighbour’s kid who was so damn interested in what I was doing on this weird thing on my table. He kept pushing the keys on my laptop trying to figure out something. This is just my imagination on that.

He was sitting on the lap and glazing at this weird thing in front of him.

" What does papa do with this thing, even ignoring me? “ he thought

“I should do something to it so that papa will pay more attention to me"

He touched it and sees himself on the screen with a smile.

Liked it huh?? Do let me know about your honest comments. I want to improve my writing skills. I want to write more.. :P:D:)

Déjà vu

Today I had this small moment where I felt that little moments have special meaning. I was walking towards the shop nearby my place when I saw a small girl not more than 6 or 7 was walking along with her little sister. I guess they were just shopping like me. This reminded me of how I used to walk with my youngest sister everyday from school.

  Once, in school, I had project day wherein all our projects are displayed while we explain our own. My parents were not able to attend that particular day but we were supposed to get my driver to pick us up from school. We lived only a few streets away from school yet we had a main road to cross so they wouldn’t let us go alone. I was dressed up as “ Sarojini Naidu. I was in the 5th standard. :))) I was wearing a saree. So the day got over as fast as it could. Everyone loved my recitation about Sarojini Naidu. So I went down to get my youngest sister from her class Pre-KG. I was waiting along with her for our car. What I learnt from the watchman was that the driver had gone with my other sister and had asked me to wait there with Gayu, my youngest sister. It was almost for 20 minutes, I waited along with her. My sister was almost in tears because she was hungry. I gave her some water yet she was looking so troubled. So I took my chances, took the saree off me because I couldn’t walk with it. Of course I had my shorts and t-shirt under it. So I took hold of my sister’s hand and crossed the road on my own gripping that little thing’s hand to hard and walked home.

When I got home, my sister was too scared that she hugged me till mom came. Which was so sweet and I felt proud being the eldest. Obviously, the driver didn’t see us walking so he had waited and searched for us. Came back home to find us in our neighbour’s house. I was in trouble to take such a risk but I had to because my sister was almost crying. And it was worth it because of the hug from her which was priceless. :)) Now, time has changed. She has grown bigger and taller than me. She has her own teen issues to deal with and all the sisterly fights we have. She has fought with me and we aren’t talking to each other for about 5 months now yet I see her everyday. I miss that hugging sister who was looking at me as if that her life depended on me. After all, I am her BIG sister. I miss her.. My mom would always keep reminding about this incident whenever she had a chance. One moment which is so close to my heart. I wouldn’t let go off her hand ever..:)) Some things can never be replaced.

PS: That’s her.. GAYATHREE… My youngest sister.

Ruchika- The past, present and future….

I’m not going to talk about what happened to her.. if you do not know, then better get out of the country… Because every single person must have seen the smile of Rathore’s face when he walked out of the court getting a bail.
Ruchika, the mere sound of the word gets me to bubble with anger and frustration. I am a person who HATES violence against women and kids. I’m sorry if I am being biased to the “SO-CALLED- SUPEROIR- GENDER”. This is not to affect the feelings of anyone but I need to voice out my opinion. Why does this outrageous thing happen to every single girl. Yes, Every single girl.
Nobody might know but the above fact is true. Your sister, cousin, aunty,friend, your own girl friend or any women for that matter would have gone through some kind of harassment including me. I was terrified when it happened to me, never told a single soul until now. Most of them do not tell this out. I once had friend who tried to hang herself after some pervert harassed her. You still wont believe that the fear in her eyes never went away. She is too scared of all men now.. She trembles every time, she is reminded about it. This not only happened here in India but also in other countries. I really don’t understand how can some be such perverts. You would not believe that statistics say that educated men consist of 70% in this population. Unbelievable isn’t it…. No, not for me.
I’m sorry for being rude to all the fellow MEN, but I have never trusted any one after it happen to me by my own so-called- best friend. When I confronted him about it, he apologies and says that he wasn’t planning it but it happened at that moment. AT THE MOMENT… my foot. I kicked him out of my house, asking him never to show his face in my life again. Damn you. Go to hell.. Who do you think we are sex machine or dolls?? The guy, who harassed my friend, who saw her walking with a IPOD, stopped his bike and turned around to do such a thing. He was fully dressed as an executive. She was devastated. You guys wouldn’t understand how this would make the girl feel, do you? She was unable to bear the pain which lead her to commit suicide. Now she is another Ruchika. I fight for her and will keep writing about until justice is provided to us, poor souls. I blame the god-damn country and culture for such kind of acts. Every girl is a Ruchika.. its just that no one is willing to talk about it. Even I wasn’t willing to talk about this until now.
I loathe every men in this world who acts like such idiots. I know some of them don’t plan it but isn’t it all about self control and discipline. Then why the hell do they put you in a co-ed school or college? To learn about these things and to understand the gender differences between each other. It is even disgusting to think of such a thing. And the worst part of all this, KIDS are also not spared. OMG, where are we heading at? At this rate, I guess its better that the world ends. I don’t want to live in such a filthy, dirty minded world with all this crap. This is basic common ethics or humanity- not to harm others. Com’on men wake!!! I beg you. After all, we are also worth living. Please for the sake of your mothers, daughters, aunts, friends, and every women. Please don't do such a goddamn thing.

PS: This post is to squash and ponder every men who even has the slightest feeling of molesting any women or kid… You guys totally suck.. You re worth nothing but a pile of shit… I don't care even if I was rude. I had to raise my opinion on such perverts. Watch the movie The Lovely bones to understand feeling of the deceased!!! and please sign this petition for Ruchika http://www.PetitionOnline.com/7018/petition.html