This day, that year

This year, Facebook notifies me we became friends that year ! 

That one text, that brought life into a cartoon who feared.

This month that year,

When we discussed our dreams that we wanted to achieve together! 

Do you remember that we dreamt of the same badge,

I realised our friendship was really strong, when the reality didn't match !

This week that year,

Against, on the stage, trying to defeat each other,

Backstage, we were best of friends, who defended one another!

This day that year,

I remember the way you unnoticeably adjusted my lose top that slipped off my shoulder,

I always felt secured around you, and I was a bit bolder!

This day, that year, I thank god we had fun together without any worries,

Cos this day, this year, I can only cherish those memories.

I remember spending time at your place,

And taking you along back home 'cos we could have never have enough time when we were together! 

Your inexpressive "Thankyou" when you received your birthday gifts always spoiled my excitement,

But your 'that year, this gift' snap leaves me so overwhelmed, friend!

Little things that year comprised of pretty surprises,

It's hard to digest that little things this year are the reasons for our fights and this crisis.

How it proved to be true that pictures are clicked for memories,

Every picture I see, I realise that left behind now, are these old stories !

This day, this year, I only think about texting you,

I fear what if I make things right and then, again lose you!

This day, this year, my photo frame remains constant, even though my friend circle grew.

I smile looking at the frame that still holds the picture of you.

This day, this year, I open my wardrobe to see that dress you gifted me,

I yearningly look towards the door, wishing to see you come to meet me!

With the same emotions, I recall every little moment,

But the present is so Ruth, that I can do nothing but vent.

In friendship, there's no sorry, no thankyou,

there is peace, 

I still wish the old you comes back, Please?

The Break - off

She is my lifeline,

If Iam with her, Iam all fine.

If I am the ship, she is my mast.

But sadly, now this is all our past!

We stayed together, fought with each other,

We bitched together, and pulled each other out of the gutter.

But it's all about the past,

And, the past was really vast!

Words couldn't justify my love for her,

I understood her, just like her mother.

We played pranks on people together,

We flocked like birds with the same feather!

But it's all about the past,

And, the past was really vast!

Being in our 'comfort zone' was all we craved,

Throwing out unwanted people, like the unwanted hair we shaved.

Attachments and emotions were not in our dictionary,

Our friendship turned out to be revolutionary!

But it's all about the past,

And, the past was really vast!

We never forced each other for calls or hangouts,

Clashes among us could easily work out.

But this wasn't the case, any more,

Her dark nature appeared from the core!

But now, it's all about the past,

because what happened today, was aghast!

Why was she being so fake, today ?

Or maybe it's just a bad day?

Oh! I wish it was just a bad day,

But, the truth was served to me on a tray!

Realisation of falsity freaked me out,

Felt like I am the mosquito and she used 'All-out'.

I mourned in the funeral of trust and love,

Washed my hands and wore the glove.

Wishing to not see anybody fake,

'Cos I am happy staying alone like the frog in the lake!

Live the romance

He called me early that day, in the morning

And in a feeble voice, started to sing.

I was doing my household chores, so was dressed shabbily...

But he kept admitting that he missed me terribly !

I said "Darling, I am always with you, though out of your sight."

And thought that the matter was light .

While we spoke, he said "Baby, don't you think we've lost the spark in our relationship?"

Continued saying "Now it's not the same how we began our friendship"

Our late night talks, the useless arguments, the long drives and those silly fights....

Oh then! I clearly understood his plight!

He fears losing me. And, I understood he had a bad dream!

He would never express it to me, but I had to make sure: we were a team!

I said "Darling, the rain yesterday's reminded me of our long drives..

And the other day when I was watching that romantic movie, I realised how happy we are to have each other in our lives!"

He exclaimed "Oh...the rain reminded.. I mean..you too?"

I then realised where the conversation was heading to!

"Everything reminds me of you. Work life balance is sometimes hectic but that doesn't mean I don't think about you!" I said .

"I thought something was wrong between us," he said, and that one tear shed!!

I could sense the fear,

And I never wanted to see that again, the tear!

What next happened, felt like a magical force,

In a few seconds, "Hey, will you marry me?" I proposed!

The emotional फूल

They said I was ostensibly a carefree person,

They said I had no emotions .

"Oh!" To which I then replied 

"Hey, that's because I had a magic potion!"

Back then, we were all very good friends,

But, I didn't realise the friendship would need so many mends !

A great listener, a good secret keeper, you know !

I didn't know I was one, but it did happen so ! 

Life gave me surprises, and eventually I went apart, bro

And obliviously, let the distance in our friendships grow .

I had no idea they misunderstood 'oblivious' with 'obvious' ..

And undoubtedly, the friendships broke into pieces !

Later when everything fell into place, 

I realised my mistake and embarked the chase .

I realised the blunder I made,

And I was genuinely sorry for my mistake .

But they said it was too late ,

"A second chance is impossible, mate!"

I tried, not once, not twice but many times,

But, when there was no progress, my mind struck the chime!

If they feel that I had been cruel, 

then I must say , that the fault was dual.

If I was going apart, why didn't they stop me?

All it would take was a piece of advice to me!

To try for it, was definitely a pleasure,

Cos amid that, I found a hidden treasure.

The treasure of thoughts that led to emotions,

And, even if I cannot go back, now my mind has the perfect notions!

The urge today

Read this request letter from an anonymous girl who was tested Covid positive.

Dear friends,

 May 12, 2020

The world is fighting a pandemic COVID-19.

I got tested positive for the same on this day. You can’t imagine the thoughts crossing my head. Every other person, no matter how strong they are would go through the same. No matter how optimistic you are, negativity starts dancing in circles.

Questions arise like: Am I even going to survive it? Is it going to affect my body in the long run? Am I even going to get up the next morning? 

Death is a thing that almost everyone fears. You have other thoughts running as well that once this hurdle is survived, are we going to be treated as untouchables from thereon? And so the list goes on and on. 

The point here is to understand that Covid-19 not only affects one’s physical health but also hampers their mental balance. It’s the friends and family who gotta support the ones diagnosed and treat them well. It surely is a hard hour, but with kindness, anything is possible.

I urge everyone on behalf of every person who has been diagnosed, if you come across anyone affected with Covid-19, please be kind and be a friend in need. If you see an ambulance pass by, give them the way if you are on the vehicle, and pray for the human in there. An act of kindness wouldn’t do you any harm!

Yours Sincerely,

A positive girl who is now tested negative

Hopeful Romantic

An amazing piece of write-up from Ronak Jain. Please read and comment your feedbacks for this versatile newbie!

We are almost dead, when we are heart broken. However, we are still keen for the flicker of hope and faith which not at any time make things tranquil but at the same time, try making it attainable.

By Ronak Jain

Loving anyone more than oneself can never be concluded. Love is like a friendship set for a heavenly path. Hopelessness is like a sword that just stabs, and makes the wound deeper each time it is touched. Making it unfeasible to be in your life was engineered by you.

I wish there was a concept of remodelling love in a person's heart. Finding the barriers amidst oneself and sidelining it against, is love. It is truly said that once love touches a soul, every soul becomes a poet.

‘Amore (Love) takes advantage when mizpah (Emotional bond) exists.’

My yearning for you is as perpetual as the sky is. I feel like the world depopulates in your absence. A broken heart is inevitable; you can only cross that bridge when you come to it, even if you wish otherwise. A broken heart can only live with hope. I undoubtedly realize that a broken heart can never be okay, but that ray of hope can be a silver lining to it!

Get a guide, glide out of suicide

In this scenario of unnecessary burden and hypertension, it is natural for any ordinary person to be frustrated. However, innumerable chores and loads of work has become a very huge part of our lives, and we are ought to be aware of this very fact and adapt to the situations of life, no matter what!

We don't remain kids, we gain, we lose, we learn, we succeed, we fail and in the process, we grow up, not only just physically, but emotionally as well. 

Ofcourse we understand that this is all a part of life, but are we able to accept it? Bravery lies in accepting the facts of your own life. Everyone tries to make their life better but only some reach their destination. Some take time, some do it really quick. Some go through many struggles, some lesser. But in the end, what matters is what do you do after reaching your destination, Isn't it?

Hearing about the suicide of one of our favourite actors was a shock to all of us. Nobody knows the reason behind this tragedy but if you check the history, there had been suicidal attempts by many other actors for various financial or personal reasons.

Given his last movie, it's tragic to have him end on this note! But, it's a lesson to be learnt by all of us.

Friends, we all have our own issues. Not everybody is able to tackle all of them. Some of us may have a few friends to share our problems with and who help in times of need. Some don't, and that is the point when we need to stay strong. It requires a lot of courage to face our own problems. It requires a lot of patience to listen to advises and ponder over them. But when you don't have all of those, just talk it out to somebody. Someone who would hear to your problems patiently and somebody who is just a listener, because sometimes we just need an ear to listen, not an advisor. 

Believe me, there will be that one person.

A person in the world who would hear you. If not anybody else, your parents. 

Also friends, try being a friend and staying one. Listen to your friend when he/she is sad. Support them. Make them laugh along.

Maybe you hurt somebody in the past, but it's never too late to be good to a long lost friend. It's always a happy decision. A positive one. 

Also, at this point in time, where we've just been exposed to such a news, we would tend to care about all our closed ones and contact them again. But, when all this settles down, would we still care?
Maybe! We don't know. We would jump into our own lives again and forget about them.
Uncountable posts on social media about 'Talking to a friend' is a nine day wonder probably just like any other problem that arises. So most importantly, remember that your friend may not have a problem today, but make sure you are there for him tomorrow and everyday! 
Somebody has so well quoted: "I would rather listen to your story than attend your funeral!"

Remember, find happiness in the little things you have and start spreading positive vibes because we never know what our neighbour is going through. 

A boy's diary

Dear diary,

Sleepless night yet again. But this time, it's drastically different.

There was a time when nights went by sleepless because I craved to sleep beside her. But this sleepless night is killing me and I no more wish the same. 

Recalling the incident she spoke to me about the last night leads me to a point where I picturize that gross scene. How could she ? How could she kiss another guy?

Was that something she craved for?                                                    

Was I wrong in understanding her ?

Was I wrong at judging her character?

Did I make a mistake of knowing her?

Was I wrong about trusting her?

I hate those lips that touched mine. 

I hate that face, that cheated me.

Is this what I deserved for loving her?

I hate my heart that loved her.

I hate my mind that thought about her.

I hate the words that were written for her.

I hate all the gentleness that forgave her mistakes.

Oh! wait, was this what she meant while she said "You deserve better"?

I realize, I definitely do!

That was all false!

She is my lifeline,

If Iam with her, Iam all fine.

If I am the ship, she is my mast.

But sadly, now this is all our past!

We stayed together, fought with each other,

We bitched together, and pulled each other out of the gutter.

But it's all about the past,

And, the past was really vast!

Words couldn't justify my love for her,

I understood her, just like her mother.

We played pranks on people together,

We flocked like birds with the same feather!

But it's all about the past,

And, the past was really vast!

Being in our 'comfort zone' was all we craved,

Throwing out unwanted people, like the unwanted hair we shaved.

Attachments and emotions were not in our dictionary,

Our friendship turned out to be revolutionary!

But it's all about the past,

And, the past was really vast!

We never forced each other for calls or hangouts,

Clashes among us could easily work out.

But this wasn't the case, any more,

Her dark nature appeared from the core!

But now, it's all about the past,
because today, what happened was aghast!

Why was she being so fake, today ?
Or maybe it's just a bad day?
Oh! I wish it was just a bad day,
But, the truth was served to me on a tray!

Realisation of falsity freaked me out,

Felt like I am the mosquito and she used 'All-out'.

I mourned in the funeral of trust and love,

Washed my hands and wore the glove.

Wishing to not see anybody fake,

'Cos I am happy staying alone like the frog in the lake!