My Friendship

She was strong, thoughtful and independent lady. A professor of English. She was not an introvert but that compromise she did four years before ,her marriage lead her to be sequester rather to be open. She was not happy with the man she was engaged. In four years of their married life they never discoursed anything between like normal husband -wife ,never tried to know each other either. Both of them were financially independent. They were still stranger to each other.  One Sunday morning,when her husband was out for his customary jogging, there was a knock at the door. A letter with a label addressing her Smita. She thought it would be from institution and kept it on the table to read it after completing her household work but then the telephone bell rang up. Hello! Hi Smita ,I'm...  (from the other side) A well know voice ,she apprehends and utter surprisingly, '' Is it you Rahul?''  Wow! How are you? You know how much I missed you .. Galvan...

Eyes are the reflection of heart… But what should I do when no one can read the bursting pain within my eyes? Actions are the reflection of thoughts… But what should I do when no one understands the depth within my thoughts? Smile is a sign of unsaid words… But what should I do when no one recognize that false smile I wear all the day? To help the needy is equal to feeding the almighty… But what should I do when people stay away giving a name of privacy? Kindness is the beauty of heart… But what should I do when people name my kindness as dual persona? Living in solitary ends up with a feeling of lost… But what should I do when I have nothing except the loneliness ?

कविता कुंठा है , Poem is frustration संवेदना का अक्स है, A reflection of feelings सूखे रक्त की स्याही है, Ink of dried blood कविता उदगार है , Eruption of heart  जीवन की तस्वीर है , Image of life व्यक्ति की अभिव्यक्ति है , Person's expressions कविता जुनून है , Poetry is passion भावनाओं का कुंज, Feelings of the arbor  कवी की उपाधि है l  Is the title of poet मेरी प्यारी दादी जी द्वारा - स्वर्ण कौर  From my lovely Grand ma - Swarn Kaur 

Post Written for the Romantic Friday Writers Challenge- 27  It was about couple of days before they were together embracing each-other with belief .For when, they stayed together no matter what's the day and night. They were friends since their childhood. How does the time flied they never realized .At tender age, words never mean a lot to her but very soon she come to know, words are the reflection of heart and feelings so every word was encountered by her now even after knowing his humorous nature she couldn't tolerate his bantering because she started loving him and he accommodated a special place in her fragile heart. She thought to let this reality within her and to let him read her eyes flowing love with every glimpse. But a little misunderstanding that bubble love diffused. Those few words spoken in few seconds broke a relationship continuing since their childhood. There has been not a single day that they stayed away from...

ओ भविष्य  तेरे गर्भ में मनुष्य की नियत है  O  the future man in your womb is assigned  तुम्हारे अंधकूप में उसके पलों की विरासत है  The legacy of his moments  is your ambiguity हर्ष विषाद के अनिश्चित पल भी  Uncertain moments of great sadness सुख दुःख की सुबह और शाम भी  Sorrows and happiness of morning and evening  चढ़ते उतरते जीवन के  पड़ाव भी  Also the climb and descending stages of life और अचुड आशा का दीप भी  And the lamp of hope still gleams तुमसे अभिज्ञ उछाह से भरा जीवन सफ़र भी  From you the festivity full of perspicacious life ...a journey कब किस पल मन का क्या होगा उसकी अचेतना भी  What will happen when the moment when his subconscious mind will assault with uncertain हे अदृश्यमान अरुपित अविचल तुम मानव की स्वर्णिम अभिलाषा हो  O invisible faltering desire you are man's gold   अनंत सपनो की तुम प्रभूतमयी  तृषा हो Infinite dreams you are नव शेशव की तुम अभिनव...

That was just a meet, His smile and hearty greet, Together with his humorous talks and a little walk, Once again opened my heart's lock! The peacefulness within me turned to perky, Darkness within was now replace by lucidity, His presence ruined the emptiness with the ample of care and love.. I believe now time changes everything! As it changed the strings of my heart from a woeful ballad to beautiful tunes, He never left me alone in my thoughts! But do really was he still walking along with me? While an instant loiter glance my lingering steps stepped off pebble with a jerk! And I razed in his protective arms, But that was a road where I fell down helplessly... He was no where now, I was left there so lonely with turmoil thoughts... That was the moment I realized that he was in my imagination! His last word ''Adieu'' echoed in my ears again and again, A tear trickled down from my eye...

Withering blossom Awaiting for the cool sensational touch of silver dotted threads of heaven  To make them pure and refreshing once again Such is your love! Come and quench the thirst of my heart Season has been changed by the time of spring, Replenishment of leaves sprouts and blossoms renewed... Such is your love! Come and overwhelm my broken heart Trees are standing still and calm Waiting for the breeze to hold them  And pass by to let them dance and reflexive -repulsive rejoice Such is your love! Come and embrace me tightly in your arms I need you and your love This huge world seems to be have failures and full of hurdles But it runs on hope that even enlighten the dark pathway Such is your love! Come and re-fill this hopeless lover's black heart to  pink loving heart  once again Oh my love! I still remember that Conversation we had in silence Preaching each other’s unsaid words Those fast heartbeats Warmth of your touch with caress Our me...

I 'm sharing here so late almost after 3 months about my so special gift I received from my Special One, Saravana !. There was a Grand Patriotic Poetry Contest   organised by dear friend Mohinee. In this contest I submitted my Sweet Granny's poem   हित अपने देश का  . And when the final result declared me and my granny started dancing with excitement because her poem was selected the best by Someone Is Special ! And then I lived that moment brought happiness to her. I saw something that I'd never seen before ..tears in her eyes! But they were of joy, excitement and satisfaction. She has been writing poetry from so many years but they were compiled in a diary with no reader until I publish them on my blog. But now she has great talented readers here so she get so eager to make me post them as soon as possible.   All of yours appreciating and encouraging words have made her to pen down poetry again she skipped years before! I want to give a big th...