I am going through roller coaster ride these day… And i know it’s not going to end till a month. These are the days that will decide my future.. And I really have to work hard and focus on my studies. That’s why you might not get a post from me…. But, don’t worry! I’ll be back again in JUNE to eat your head hahaha!!.. Hope, you had a wonderfull day!
Surmounted by gray clouds
And the blemished grey hue
Overview was lull
Engraved is your name
On a grave wood
Celluloid could be reversed
And can be played twice
But cold and grey reality
Cannot be rewind
Apocalypse has arrived
Not for World, just for Two
Bleak is the World
Veracious, without you
( pic from google )
Well, I’m zip good in sketching and specially the human characters 😂.
Btw… Here zip means nothing!
Outside my window
Where gusty winds blew
Dust and dirt dominant
Ppm in ponds were high
Aquatic life on brim
Lungs of bird work hard
Anytime, ready to burst
Soil was high colloidal
Mixed with artificial chemicals
Trees were sparse
Industries were wide
Yet, aliens living
Were happy to say
It’s our MOTHER EARTH’s DAY
They, you, me, we all
Are just aliens to this planet
The human is the person
Who will sustain living
Will understand the upcoming
Of natural disasters man-made
And do, what he can in harmony
To save ‘Us’ and
Our mother EARTH!
( pic from google )
All of me is a mien
Only be seen to the one
Who has lived in a guile for once
I can ignite the dampness in you
Cite, my lisp is just for you
Fissure cross your heart will burn
The resonant ache will spike through
The gist is all but myself
Being an introvert is so hard
To let know anyone your thoughts
Can’t we burn the opaque walls?
That tend to break the connections with all
Being introvert is so tedious
Thousands of thoughts random in your head
But to say, only few
Feeling awkward for, what should I do?
Being introvert is so irate
You know and understand everyone
But you go unnoticed for your view
Ever been considered egoistic once?
That’s nor ego or shyness
We are just introvert, you see?
Can’t burn the opaque walls in my head
Untill and unless you see the real me.
(Pic from google)
Normal as ever
We became friends
Hanging out, talking stuff
And I started to share my real world
To you and you were always cool
Yeah! We became best friends
I think, you thought that too
Day and night, everytime
Either chatting or on call
Not realizing, how close I got attached to you
But now, I wonder it was just me
You were never the one, I thought you to be
Still remember the day in our class
After recess, we’d to submit our task
You noticed that you had none
And I cried, blamed myself
Not to remind you, coz I was dumb
I always gave you trust I want
But nevertheless, you let me down
Now, we don’t talk much
Only short conversations jolt among us
And I observe this thing till now
That I’m the first to text Hello!
You never gave a damn about me
So now, this real turned fake friendship
Values nothing to me
The photographs I treasured are now in trash
Few kept, just to be intact
With you, to continue this faraway
Real cum Fake friendship with you!!
Whenever I think I ‘ll break
That, whole frame will shake
The cranky being of me will be an aid
All the pieces of me will fall apart
Splitting in million pieces of my heart
But, this hope comes always in way
Like a sprout in colour jade
Till ecstatic stupor in me will fade.
A road can be measured in lenght
Fleeing time can be measured in second
Days can be measured in number
Is everything measurable?
Can fit in space-time graph?
Solutions are two, may be more, of what I asked
First, the Feelings you have
The little happiness and squirky laugh
Or the sadness of your heart
Can’t be measured with a scale.
Second, is our term forever
For few, it can end within days
But for some, it can be always
Unmeasurable as they both are
Give us most important meaning of our ‘vie’ .
His mother was nowhere to be found. So, my parents decided that we would take care of him untill he can feed himself. Found out that he just 6-7 weeks old little weak baby.
Whole day, we searched on and on about should we take care, what to feed, time interval, conditions of sickness and dehydration..etc. Before going for work, my father feeded Quirry (lol!! I gave the name hahaha!) without any trouble. And then the battle began.
He would not take a single sip from dropper. We tried to feed him milk in 1-2hr interval, but quirry got nervous and reacted total savage!! At a point he just ran away, but we kept him in deep bowl then, so that he would not get hurt by stray dogs.
After much persuasion, quirry timely understood that we want to feed him.
Now, after so many interactions a bond is made. I started thinking over the future, he has only 10-15 years to live!, more spacious box for him … But my chain of thoughts stopped when I heard my father saying “After he is well, to take care of himself.. Then, we’ll leave him in a garden or a tree.” And hearing this made me sad.
But in that instant my mind clicked to note down important thing I learned… I was selfish to take away the freedom of squirrel. Obviously, it needs companions to develop and nurture. I can’t control his life.
Life cannot be controlled ..
It can only be directed towards the goal …
Like the gushing river flowing untamed ..
Can only be directed to its domain