My Friendship

Today Bollywood faced a great loss after the death of Super Star Rajesh Khanna. The first Cine- Star . He was unwell from past two months was all coming in news but today he took his last breath at his house ''Aashirwaad.'' After listening the news I almost burst into tears. I always love and prefer to watch old hindi movies rather than new ones because of some real actors like Rajesh Khanna, Sanjeev Kumar, Vinod Mehra. I have watched all super hits of Rajesh Khanna. My personal favorites are Aanand, Do raaste, Kati Patang, Amar Prem ,Saccha Jootha and Aradhana. Watching him continuously made me his fan. My eyes every time searching for his movies and to listen his songs. He  made  the world to love him passionately . I am not alone made behind him but the whole Bollywood and the world! He was well known with the nick name ''Kaka'' and there is a famous proverb made '' Upar aaka , niche Kaka'' Rajesh Khanna's real name was...

Day in day out , every passage of moment of mine you collaborated or should I say ' steal away '? . A draft of summarize memories each time you leave as a spot of cocoa ; unabashed in my heart. Am all over live in your thoughts .Sometimes sweet sometimes sour that pleases me and somewhere tease , break my heart and scatter into pieces fiercely with a scream that no one can listen , for I just wanna ask , ''Why did you leave me when I was all yours?'' she comes more closer to him ... THE END? Naah .. not yet! After this how he is going to react. Will he be making excuse, exploit her, be fool her or simply accept her? Eager to know ...right? Then keep waiting for the next part . Part 2!  

It was never going to be an ordinary day  For the first time we were apart ; far away Those distances between us ceased my smile and dimmed the flicker in my eyes Endless were the sobs rolled down with a galore of hidden twinge  Life seem deserted a day without him My perky life ; ever chanting was still  Still as it never used to be ! Reasons were failed to furnish my suppressed feelings I lost someone , someday It was never going to be an ordinary day Enough to change my life and myself For I was not as I used to be ! Those promises we made to stay together were deplored  My life was still but not the time or the world It was getting dark As usual the night beauty in her black gown accumulating white shining pearls was ready to scatter them as stars ; the night's beauty spark The darkness of black sky ruminated me My eyes were staring hard at the most shine flickering star ; the night's beauty spark I smiled , I smiled for once in tha...

Writing form- An Octave A grassland with marcescent leaves Blowing dry harsh winds oscillating her fluttering hairs Her shivering dry lips muttering to an ac-crossing air Words from within those once stitched with promising love- weave   Her close eyes filled with tears waiting for his caress touch to perceive And a momentous touch refilled her with joy and believe that he still ardor her and care But that was the Cobra's lick! her ears were waiting to listen three words worth for life's swear A noxious sting of Cobra took her breath before her beloved with disguise departing lovers with grieve P.S.- This is the first time I have written an Octave. If there is any mistake then correct me :)

Written for The Haiku Challenge 2012 - Day 4 – February 4th – Theme: Opposite Emotions As you bow upon wide spectrum refill dark shade scream into bright smile  Downpour consort my lingering anguish tears to sanctify my heart  Refilling chasm inside evading enmity conspiring amour 

Written for The Haiku Challenge 2012 - Day 3 – February 3rd  – Theme: Paint the Image Photo Clicked by Anand of: Apple Blossom's Photography Shivering hands with impecunious stick scream seeks gentility

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...

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...

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...

Sitting before window, Staring on a meadow on which they laid ,they played.. Mesmerizing memories, She closed her eyes and it was like those moments once again alive, Moments when he was so close to her, She miss his touch that warmed her, His eyes that said it all in silence, His warm breathe that soothed  to her soul, Their mingled fingers and that shining ring,  The mark of their love! She laid on his chest  and could hear his heartbeats, His hand on her shoulder  assured her of his care… But her enigmatic heart asked : Jien, Do you Love me? He replied in a soft voice and brushing her hairs back..I Love you so much, Shirley! She was now sure for his love.. And asked of her heart’s most awaiting question .. Will you be mine forever?  Will you marry? He replied: Come on Shirley, Can’t we love each other as friends? I don’t want to live my life in a cage of your boundations! Got me? She was in tears, Her heart was break , her dreams wer...