LIFE ....A GIFT...PASS IT ON...

And I hurried into the aisle and showed the ticket
Yet again I was in the movie watching thicket
This time a l'il more than usuallly excited
As was watching a movie all alone and one sided.

Sat my companion watching for me to arrive
Said a hurried Hi to her and for the seat made a dive
The National Anthem rolled in and everyone in attention
Patriotism over and started the movie full of tension...

An intense movie with a dark reality lurking
It required an audience of high emotional understandi… Continue

Yet again I set pen to paper
As my mind is again in a bother
Why o Why I get so nervy
o'er a thing not really so perky?

Why do I need constant assurance?
Why do I need to be be shown acceptance?
Why do I suddenly just lose it?
Why I couldnt just grin and bear it?

Why is expression of love a necessity?
Why is emotion always on a top priority?
Why couldnt we be always detached?
Why do we count eggs before they are hatched?

Why in the name of love we all suffer
Why in the world we need people to… Continue

Henry adjusted his tie and took a last look at himself in the mirror and feeling a little more confident than usual stepped out into the street. He ran across the road and gasping and panting reached the bus stop in time to get into the 8.00 a.m bus. Muttering under his breath at his lack of time management he looked a picture of perfection and poise though it was a cauldron ready to pour over within….He looked at his cell phone and tapped it twice or thrice…

“Still no message or call from her…… Continue

Into the street she stepped and felt the cold rain falling on her cheeks. As she looked up into the sky, she felt liberated…Suddenly everything fell into place like a jigsaw puzzle.Rachel had for long contemplated to give herself this pleasure of freedom, liberation and elation. she was glad she got it. As she squared her waterproof cap on her head a little more tighter and pulled her trenchcoat tightly towards her chest, Rachel heard the pitter patter of the rain drops on the roof of her car. R… Continue

Based on a real life experience....

And as she saw the last of them leaving the room , Sheila wiped the big tear on her swollen face with the dirty handkerchief in her palms. Face swollen due to a full night’s ordeal, a never ending traumatic phase which no one would ever have thought of treading into.

Her mind raced back to the events of the previous evening and she couldn’t believe that 24 hours could be so long and boundless. She pinched herself and asked herself why oh why did it all start… Continue