a thousand knots it blows past you ........the flash of a glimpse of the blurring outline.... the contours taking an uncharacteristic detour...the extended defiant growth against gravity looming larger than life causing the senses to challenge each other at the vicissitude of a window flying by of a moving room with a view.... the reverberation of which reminds you that the room is dynamic much in contrast to your own static self...look down to see the ground below your feet vanishing ...a race against time...yet you do not fall to the contrary you dwelve further into my reverie and see a mirror image of your self running... competing ...trying valliantly to run the moving room down.....to a screeching halt... vision's rationality restored will it be?you search around you ...find your mind gliding over a field of white and then blood red roses..the roses fade into petals showered over a white concealer...the heart skips more than a panicked beat your uneasy fangs reach to liberate the hidden...........aahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! the moment u alway knew would come the expected yet unaccepted thought of Death of a life .....a life so close..... so loyal .....so unselfish..a life from whom the embryo was impregnated to propell a new life form "you" into the mortal world...the panic creeps slowly down your spine.. you desperately try n break free.....the running room again ..i can hear ......the hooter of the running room... hands with curved fingers beg to be picked up... to be cleansed from the vision.....
the alarm on the mobile kept by your side replaces the hooter of the moving room ....you rush to ascertain the change of guard of the patriarchy of your household and find the sight of your patriarch deep in slumber bring down a rain of relief.... it was dream...it sure was... a smile chuckle breaks between your two paired jaws.......sanity revisits ....saved by the alarm....the alrm ..o yes the tennis match with my friend .....time ....u reach for your saviour your mobile...a message awaits ...."sorry Sheel, cant make it for the match or work for a week ....dad passed away in his sleep yesterday night..Shiv"
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your thoughts are very scattered - jumping to soon - to the next - how about slowing down a little - ;))
nice post ;)
fida . . .
Lovely blog!
Please translate the comment you left on mine. I have no clue what it says :)
it will my dear sugar....the thoughts which have so been kept in a reservoir have found an oulet ...no unusual this gushing rapid..with the thought potential Swelling down so will the scattered thoughts ....chaos is beginning of order what u are seeing now is called Brownian movement
Liya...mehendi in our part the world is symbolic of marriage ,gaiety, an auspicious occasion is said be the harbinger of good times ahead a new beginning blood generally associated with the negative side of human nature is an auspicous sign in marriage too symbolic of a true bondage between the couple...have put the direct translation on ur blog (;-)
hi, yeah i know - i love kids!!but i guess it`s diffrent, more special went it`s my sister kids. im exited, looking forward 2 it!
This side of you has revealed an absolute different person that I was never introduced to but had a very vague idea about. Truely remarkable coming specially from a person who is immersed in completely mechanical & primarily professional world. This goes not only for this write up but others as well as I could not help but reading all of them. Keep this part of you alive & kicking always. Shiv
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