Love.Live.Life

It's been late, but anyways its better to be late than never. Sweaty palms, the water beads appear on the forehead. Draught in the thoughts, the words disappeared even after scribbling down on the paper, while writing for HIM. No, it is not a fear or might be a bit of it dissolved in the essence of HIS love, hidden. Which is never seen in HIS words and never felt with that expressions. Secretive with HIS thoughts, so we have to be cautious every time with HIM. HIS role fluctuates with the situations. There is always HER  love essence all around, which is natural and HE even being doing many things or everything never seen appreciated.  HE is harsh with words, loud with action but still a silent person. HIS work is like that silent worker who keeps on working and working never been noticed. Engrossed with HIS own activity pressure and workload. Surrounded even with all this HE never let us know a single hint that what's going on within HIM. Like a silent student who eve...

First shower, when the drops embracing the gravity, dropped flat dissolving with the soil. The soil changes its shade with the frequency of the drops. The air which was dusty wind till now converts into aroma, fragrance, which I wish I could store in empty jars, the fragrance which being mild have the power to kill many perfumes. Empty streets with parked vehicles, with those dripping trees, every drop shines in it trueness in those street lights. The season wearing different clothes. The mercury shrinks, as the count of showers increase, the layers of coolness is added. The shades of sky get heavier, with that greenery taking uproot even in unwanted places, unexpectedly. There are many memories with this seasonal change with a sense and remembrance of smell. Every old thing is been evaporated with burning summer and there is a new view all around.  I never liked crawling the path to school (nor to college) but the reason which made me walk were those new things, which I ...

The wheels whirl from that six-way lane to hairpin turn. The realisation was when we rose against the gravity, for those curve on single track. The Mercury was dropped hidden below in minus. Soon, we could see the earth below us, was partially covered by the white sheet. We were the inhabitants of where the land of liquid meets those cloud when looked ahead out of the reach of eyes. For us, the frozen drops that came down to us were something like magic. From top to bottom, from left to right everything was covered with white, some dusty white. Those cautious step placed one at a time. For days the vision was blurred, the defect was not in eyes, but it was in the surrounding which had the effect of snow. Within that fog, there was something hidden which revealed with the exit, that, the sun do know this place and not only that wild breeze but the gentle air did come with the fragrance- fragrance of natural beauty.  Those impression many still left alone unknown ...