Shayeri #1

Batein jubaa se to mita diya humne..
Par dil se mita na sake..
Unse dur ho gaye lekin..
Jane kyun unhe bhula na sake..
Hasi labo pe thi lekin,
Akkhein khus na hue..
Dard chupana to aa hi gaya akhir,
Par mitana sikh na sake…




She was walking in the woods… spring have touched the place she can feel.. the sun rays filtering through the trees.. ‘komorebi’ she remembered the word… And she realized why she always felt it’s a beautiful word.. because the word leads to one of the most beautiful feelings in the world..

‘Komorebi’… She thought again..

The come back..

And after seven years they meet again…

One sudden flash of the mobile screen showing a name that’s engraved on her being forever.. she can forget anything but that name.. she was shocked to the core, her heart throbbing and shouting like a drum in her ears.. she still can’t believe her eyes.. and randomly typed what came to her mind..

“Is this true? Is this really true?” Her whole being shaking with the same question..

Few days have passed since then and she now know it’s true.. Her friend have come back.. finally the wait is over… Isn’t she waiting for quite some time now, or is it quite long time…

Seven years…

Go find your roots..

To truly live is when you don’t have to go to a flower garden to admire flowers, it is when you don’t miss on a roadside one..

We have changed our surrounding too much. So much so that sometimes we feel we are not connected to nature anymore.. and we feel detached, helpless, confined because we can’t find our roots anymore.. yes we have roots too.. Nature have placed it in our hearts, in our neurones, in emotions, that’s where we feel connected to nature..

So the next time you feel a little too confined in this man-made world, go sit under a tree, look at a mountain, put your legs into that cold water of a river, feel the sunrays on your face and the raindrops dancing on your palm..

And if everything seems too far, just go and touch that roadside flower you once ignored on your way to office.. you will find your roots again…

# 1

He is looking even more handsome now, but that’s not what she noticed, it’s those eyes. The same soft brown eyes that she fell in love with. No change there, and sometimes she feels if he just looks right into hers she will see that same desperate yet beautiful love shimmering in those eyes like forever. Things have changed sure but feelings, she still wonders if they can ever change.

Her morning cup of tea was getting cold. Kriti is too lost in her thoughts to notice. It’s a sunday after all. She have the luxury to be lazy today. But it’s not like she don’t get time other days. This is what she loves about her life, she looks forward to every tomorrow with same eagerness. A life she always dreamt of is a reality now. And a big smile spreads over her face and brings her back to real-time and place.

“NEEL! that lazy bum must be still sleeping like a dead dog. I need to call that idiot. We have to talk about those coming school trips.”

She reached for her phone in the bedside table and suddenly caught a glimpse of the book she was reading before going to sleep last night. She finds herself drifting in the memories again.

“Twenty years.”

But she still remembers everything like its yesterday. Those five years of college is something that’s engraved in her being forever, engraved in a way that it can never be erased, as long as she breathes.


read the first part here