Even in my early twenties, I still can’t decipher the attitude of people. Some might be pro in keeping the waters even but I can’t seem to master this art. I have had enough shares of brow beating, inquisitions and facsimiles. I can deduce that gnaring special place in heart for these people is next to impossible. You might curse yourself or feel bad about being a villain even if things change. circumstances become less excruciating. Yet why does this nagging pain of being a victim to such atrocities never end? Why does we welcome such nerve wracking audacity? Isn’t it a high time to be parable in such verbal assaults?
That believe to stand up for myself vanishes in Hades. It gets locked away in a remote corner of my heart where there is already cache of previous incidents. They trigger the devil in me wants to give them the taste of their own medicine; to be like what they want me to be; to be a constant pain in the ass. The devil did turn the tables. It made me act self-conceited, unfathomable and disgusting. They started to loathe the face I had dawned. The face they patronized me to have. That face scrupled the moment I was done playing the lead of every story. I craved to play the role where negative will show the real me. The real me that once strolled in the world wasn’t enough. It could get raged or pin-pointed at. Even if it was exemplary; it still was never enough.
What’s the world out there doing? Your constant derailing or depreciation seems a trick to slay you off. Your stand on one foot and doing gymnastics to entertain them is not good enough. Your heart of gold that melts with their kind glance is never enough. Your devil-may-care attitude syringe a wave of nausea in them. Your love life becomes a talk of town? Your ill behavior shuns you to be a parallel universe. Is there for reconciliation? Is there a way to fight these odds? Is the soul in you recover?
Probably not! Your soul isn’t immortal. It is going to leave you in ashes soon. You are going to get buried in your own grave. You are going to answer for yourself. Your good will not go unnoticed by the Power. What they all do is their own freaking business? Dilemma is they are unaware of this breaking bad moment. They won’t live till eternity. They aren’t going to relish their jabs turning futile. They are going to alone grieve your absence. They will realize and then it will be too late.
Calamity is not on us to dawn faces. Good or Bad- I dawned the both. Good was satisfactory- Bad was an agony. The mix of satisfaction and agony was way better than extremities. The thought that everyone is going to reap for what they sow is comforting for now.
After wearing his favourite red dress and makeup in minimal she glanced around the clock to wait for 6p.m.She was fidgety, she keep checking the mirrors in the washroom to see if her hair was ruffled or was she looking okay or not . Now past 6 o clock, he wasn’t there. He was never punctual she knew from their past meetings that he was not a good with time management . Being a bit forlorn ,suddenly she heard a phone ringing. Rushing to get her phone. She saw his number on the screen. Trying to control her exhilaration,she picked the cell he was saying, “Come outside quickly “.She responded “I ll be outside in a second”.Waving her mom good bye and saying her to close the door she saw him their in car smiling down at her.
” You look beautiful”, he said.
“Thankyou,you look great too” ,she replied with a smitten gaze.She felt his look was mermesmerizing her enough to form flames.They decided to go to McDonalds to get ice cream. Ordering choco cones by drive through ,he knew she loved Icecream but he wanted to spend time with her ,talk to her by taking her to a long drive not some crowded place where they couldn’t even hear one another. They knew this moment was perfect where they both kept listening to one another with a music in the background making every thing seem vague. What she felt for him was like her favourite quote “you are the sky, everything else is just the weather”. Smiling to her self, she woke up next day with a sigh cherishing this sweet dream.
P.s : This idea was a concept of my cousin. Will be looking forward to write it a conversation way soon.I am not active on WordPress but I will surely gonna be soon as my days are super busy. I ll definitely catch up with your blogs my adorable WP family!! GOD BLESS
Behind the curtains
Of his iceberg heart
Cold and brutish was
A fragile soft spot
His only love
To open it with
Courage to conceal his
Anger with a blush not
Letting the outside world
To utter a word against the
Very one who had ruled her
Heart with just a smile
At the first sight.
You are the…..
Sole star of my universe
Only Jewel of my treasure
Caution before cure
Dragon to my slayer
Sparkle to my laughter
Reason to my way home
Delight to my eyes
Sight I wish to take every breath for
Addition to every curve of my smile
Wicked angel to my churnished soul
Knight of the shining armour
Protagonist of my every drama
Paradise on a gold platter
Inshort!You are the..
Drama queen of my kingdom filled with
Love I craved soo deep!
Rain to her was a lingering
drop enveloping her face with
the purity of nature persuading to wave
off everything engulfing her sheer existence
drastically and trying to form her soul
intermingled with the intensity of passion
overwhelming with eruptions of cold breeze
going their way to her shimmering face
smelled of dew drops, making her look a sight
of constant bewitch along with the spell of
winds and rain hypnotizing her in the dawn of
the dusk not desiring her to bid farewell and
leave her terrace,her hermit zone, her place
bribing to stay a while longer here and
enjoy the compromise
That phase of life made her scared
From the envious and cunning Earth
Making her want to stay away from everyone
Because she had heard somewhere before
They are your worst enemies
Will eat every bit of you with vindication
Observing why are all in vain to have them
Making her suspicious and mysterious
Of this sacred bond of friendship which
Had nothing to offer other than animosity
But sooner or later she found herself
Entangled in this web, breathing life
Giving her a chance to experience this meaning of attachment
Compelling her to omit all the odds and letting
Her open eyes and just see there are great minds
Thinking like her, searching for her
Without even asking something in return because
She realized that balance is restored
Nobody can end up having all bad days or all good days
Sometime it’s dawn and sometimes it’s dusk
And what matters at the end of the day is this bond
Comforting you in dread of times coping up
With everything with this tad bit of sphere called friendship
Avoiding the inevitable is the most difficult thing happening to any of us. I myself have surrendered to his egoistic inevitable. No matter how much we try ,we can never getaway with the things that are meant to happen, and make us all fidgety with there arrival. The feeling before demise is so unnerving and scary, that it makes ones crawl under a puddle of mud. Yeah yeah! we know that we can’t get away with our problems ;we have to face them but, don’t you all feel like a warrior in a battlefield ready to face the prey? I wish we could get away with the feel of uneasiness alarming every fibre of our being. Just to be a little optimistic about this whole scenario for once, we can think of anything else to occupy our mind like, daydreaming about future, though it’s vague and all fancy, but it does helps you get in depth of our dreams, or taking a peaceful nap and, telling yourself “we’ll see when time will come”. Time is the best healer I think so; because for a while it makes us live an illusion.We all know that, we can’t stop mother nature from anything. God has planned everything for us, so we can relieve ourselves knowing, Somewhere in the sky God is there smiling and, letting us use all our silly tactics to calmdown and, have faith in Him with whatsoever the inevitable is ; because He has clearly mentioned that His love is way more generous than a total of 70 mothers. So ,I genuinely believe here definitely lies a point in believing in our fate , and become a staunch supporter of theory “Everything happens for the best “.I hope we can repent our panic attacks. Just have faith guys, and those who still can’t figure out then settled down for cleanliness of yourself because cleanliness is half the faith. Try to keep your self and surroundings clean.